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Success Stories, Motivational Quotes, beautiful thoughts, succesful life stories, funny stories, humour, SMS collections,inspiring words, friendship quotes, love messages etc</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-6229694861163928402</id><published>2011-08-31T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T12:17:06.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BUDDHA’S LESSON ON WASTING'/><title type='text'>BUDDHA’S LESSON ON WASTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--w7h4RVePG4/Tl6HTY57x7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/KkrClOti0i8/s1600/Bodhgaya-Buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647099749941888946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--w7h4RVePG4/Tl6HTY57x7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/KkrClOti0i8/s320/Bodhgaya-Buddha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A disciple of Buddha, said, “Oh Master! I have a request to make.”&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: “What is it; tell me?”&lt;br /&gt;Disciple: “My robe is worn out. It is no longer decent enough to wear. Please, may I have a new one?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha looked at the disciple’s attire and found that the garment was absolutely in tatters and really needed replacement. So he asked the store-keeper to give a new robe to this disciple. The disciple offered obeisance to the great master and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha kept thinking about the incident and felt that He had perhaps missed an opportunity to teach a valuable lesson to the disciple. So he went to the disciple’s quarters to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: Are you comfortable in your new robe? Do you need anything else?&lt;br /&gt;Disciple: Thank you Master. I am very comfortable and do not need anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: Now that you have a new one, what have you done with the old one?&lt;br /&gt;Disciple: I have used it to replace my worn out bedspread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: What did you do with the old bedspread?&lt;br /&gt;Disciple: Master, I am using it as a curtain on my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: Did you discard your old window curtain?&lt;br /&gt;Disciple: Master, I tore it into four pieces and am using them as napkins to handle the hot pots and pans in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: What about the old kitchen napkins?&lt;br /&gt;Disciple: We are using them as mops to wash and wipe the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: Where is the old mop?&lt;br /&gt;Disciple: Lord, the old mop was so tattered that the best we could do was to take all the threads apart and make wicks for your oil lamp. One of them is presently lit in your room.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha was content. He was happy that His disciples realized that nothing is useless. We can find a use for everything, if only we want to! Nothing should be wasted; not even time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all of us were to practice the habit of thrift, we can preserve the non renewable resources for our children, our grandchildren and our great grand children as our forefathers so thoughtfully did for us. Let us vow together to leave at least one monument for our children the Earth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-6229694861163928402?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6229694861163928402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=6229694861163928402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6229694861163928402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6229694861163928402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/08/buddhas-lesson-on-wasting.html' title='BUDDHA’S LESSON ON WASTING'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--w7h4RVePG4/Tl6HTY57x7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/KkrClOti0i8/s72-c/Bodhgaya-Buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-2690653906194567948</id><published>2011-07-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:13:02.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profesional life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corporate World'/><title type='text'>Corporate World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKhUY85ZtG8/Tlw0n5GQk1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ecsq4twoRkk/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646448870738722050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8p0ZABEKu2g/Tlw3VO7JfQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dyCp_ZbwhSQ/s320/image022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0qMgykYQgY/Tlw3buUmt_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LdIDGMoeFng/s1600/image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646448982246209522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0qMgykYQgY/Tlw3buUmt_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LdIDGMoeFng/s320/image023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-2690653906194567948?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2690653906194567948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=2690653906194567948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2690653906194567948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2690653906194567948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/07/corporate-world.html' title='Corporate World'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKhUY85ZtG8/Tlw0n5GQk1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ecsq4twoRkk/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-5163312211371279157</id><published>2011-04-18T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:26:49.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 Commandments of Business Presentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>10 Commandments of Business Presentations</title><content type='html'>1. Never mention an issue that doesn’t come with possible solutions and a recommendation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not resent loud angry decision makers. They still care about your output enough to give you immediate and clear feedback. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Find out exactly what your end users expect from a presentation. Objections and reactions are better than no reactions because you have a chance to identify the concern and remedy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Look calm and self assured. Your listeners merely mirror your anxiety back. Why should anyone believe you if you don’t believe yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Identify and defuse influence centers early. This will allow you to get useful feedback and support before and during a presentation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If you have a very limited amount of time to present, make sure that you discuss the benefits of your topic first. If done right this will lead to more time due to questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don’t read your visuals, explain it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Decision makers need to know the story behind the numbers so identify what items they need to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Never argue with your listeners it only makes you look quarrelsome and immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. In a presentation, it’s always better to look like the underdog than to look like the bully. Be willing to lose a battle, but by all means, win the war. After all if you give a heckler enough rope, they’ll hang themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-5163312211371279157?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5163312211371279157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=5163312211371279157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5163312211371279157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5163312211371279157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-commandments-of-business.html' title='10 Commandments of Business Presentations'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8219947437800156312</id><published>2011-03-24T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:17:13.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Know where you&apos;re going in life'/><title type='text'>Know where you're going in life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Know where you're going in life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A boat docked in a tiny Mexican fishing village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tourist complimented the local fishermen&lt;br /&gt;on the quality of their fish and asked&lt;br /&gt;how long it took him to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not very long." they answered in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fishermen explained that their small catches were&lt;br /&gt;sufficient to meet their needs and those of their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But what do you do with the rest of your time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children,&lt;br /&gt;and take siestas with our wives.&lt;br /&gt;In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends,&lt;br /&gt;have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a full life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tourist interrupted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you!&lt;br /&gt;You should start by fishing longer every day.&lt;br /&gt;You can then sell the extra fish you catch.&lt;br /&gt;With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And after that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With the extra money the larger boat will bring,&lt;br /&gt;you can buy a second one and a third one&lt;br /&gt;and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of selling your fish to a middle man,&lt;br /&gt;you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even open your own plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City ,&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles , or even New York City !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long would that take?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years." replied the tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And after that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting, "&lt;br /&gt;answered the tourist, laughing. "When your business gets really big,&lt;br /&gt;you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the fishermen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After that you'll be able to retire,&lt;br /&gt;live in a tiny village near the coast,&lt;br /&gt;sleep late, play with your children,&lt;br /&gt;catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife&lt;br /&gt;and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ That’s what I am doing now” Replied the fisherman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moral of this story is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;........ Know where you're going in life.... you may already be there!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8219947437800156312?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8219947437800156312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8219947437800156312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8219947437800156312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8219947437800156312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/03/know-where-youre-going-in-life.html' title='Know where you&apos;re going in life....'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1257363527807805092</id><published>2011-02-21T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:48:37.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing fool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fool'/><title type='text'>Playing the Fool</title><content type='html'>There once lived a great mathematician in a village outside Ujjain. He was often called by the local king to advice on matters related to the economy. His reputation has spread as far as Taxila in the North and Kanchi in the South. So it hurt him very much when the village headman told him, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“You may be a great mathematician who advises the king on economic matters but your son does not know the value of gold or silver.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The mathematician called his son and asked,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; “What is more valuable – gold or silver?” “Gold,”&lt;/span&gt; said the son. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“That is correct. Why is it then that the village headman makes fun of you, claims you do not know the value of gold or silver? He teases me every day. He mocks me before other village elders as a father who neglects his son. This hurts me. I feel everyone in the village is laughing behind my back because you do not know what is more valuable, gold or silver. Explain this to me, son.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So the son of the mathematician told his father the reason why the village headman carried this impression.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; “Every day on my way to school, the village headman calls me to his house. There, in front of all village elders, he holds out a silver coin in one hand and a gold coin in other. He asks me to pick up the more valuable coin. I pick the silver coin. He laughs, the elders jeer, everyone makes fun of me. And then I go to school. This happens every day. That is why they tell you I do not know the value of gold or silver.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The father was confused. His son knew the value of gold and silver, and yet when asked to choose between a gold coin and silver coin always picked the silver coin. “Why don’t you pick up the gold coin?” he asked. In response, the son took the father to his room and showed him a box. In the box were at least a hundred silver coins. Turning to his father, the mathematician’s son said, “The day I pick up the gold coin the game will stop. They will stop having fun and I will stop making money.”&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, we have to play the fool because our seniors and our peers, and sometimes even our juniors like it. That does not mean we lose in the game of life. It just means allowing others to win in one arena of the game, while we win in the other arena of the game. We have to choose which arena matters to us and which arenas do not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-1257363527807805092?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1257363527807805092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1257363527807805092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1257363527807805092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1257363527807805092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/02/playing-fool.html' title='Playing the Fool'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3658137888413658985</id><published>2011-02-09T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:10:20.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MBA from Harvard'/><title type='text'>Know where you're going in life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Know where you're going in life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boat docked in a tiny Mexican fishing village.&lt;br /&gt;A tourist complimented the local fishermen&lt;br /&gt;on the quality of their fish and asked&lt;br /&gt;how long it took him to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not very long." they answered in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fishermen explained that their small catches were&lt;br /&gt;sufficient to meet their needs and those of their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But what do you do with the rest of your time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children,&lt;br /&gt;and take siestas with our wives.&lt;br /&gt;In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends,&lt;br /&gt;have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a full life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tourist interrupted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you!&lt;br /&gt;You should start by fishing longer every day.&lt;br /&gt;You can then sell the extra fish you catch.&lt;br /&gt;With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And after that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With the extra money the larger boat will bring,&lt;br /&gt;you can buy a second one and a third one&lt;br /&gt;and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of selling your fish to a middle man,&lt;br /&gt;you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even open your own plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City ,&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles , or even New York City !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long would that take?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years." replied the tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And after that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting, "&lt;br /&gt;answered the tourist, laughing. "When your business gets really big,&lt;br /&gt;you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the fishermen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After that you'll be able to retire,&lt;br /&gt;live in a tiny village near the coast,&lt;br /&gt;sleep late, play with your children,&lt;br /&gt;catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife&lt;br /&gt;and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ That’s what I am doing now” Replied the fisherman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moral of this story is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;........ Know where you're going in life.... you may already be there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like birds, let's leave behind what we don't need to carry....... ....... "&lt;br /&gt;Grudges, Sadness, Pain, Fear, and Regrets...Fly Light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3658137888413658985?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3658137888413658985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3658137888413658985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3658137888413658985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3658137888413658985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/02/know-where-youre-going-in-life.html' title='Know where you&apos;re going in life....'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4857619219524769024</id><published>2011-02-03T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:52:33.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bake arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beutiful cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cup cake art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake decoreation'/><title type='text'>Cup Cake Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwSG4fg67EY/TX2e4PVGtRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/m41UhgCDyxw/s1600/cupcake%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793802034197778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwSG4fg67EY/TX2e4PVGtRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/m41UhgCDyxw/s320/cupcake%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DtaVVFLdUoI/TX2e388VTNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ec71x6NpQow/s1600/cupcake%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793797098458322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DtaVVFLdUoI/TX2e388VTNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ec71x6NpQow/s320/cupcake%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsnG4hfsytg/TX2e3jQWZcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9T0STPg4_JY/s1600/cupcake%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793790203094466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsnG4hfsytg/TX2e3jQWZcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9T0STPg4_JY/s320/cupcake%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--CvZ6nZjZwc/TX2e3mY3kmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nEQWmeI5Jh0/s1600/cup%2Bcake%2Bart%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793791044129378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--CvZ6nZjZwc/TX2e3mY3kmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nEQWmeI5Jh0/s320/cup%2Bcake%2Bart%2B9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2E_cFJ77u_E/TX2eReyM4iI/AAAAAAAAAFY/n0r_mnmfKiM/s1600/cup%2Bcake%2Bart%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793136167871010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2E_cFJ77u_E/TX2eReyM4iI/AAAAAAAAAFY/n0r_mnmfKiM/s320/cup%2Bcake%2Bart%2B7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieSKzq3xUgU/TX2eQ7bTqdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X_Zyf2084aU/s1600/cup%2Bcake%2Bart%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793126676605394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieSKzq3xUgU/TX2eQ7bTqdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X_Zyf2084aU/s320/cup%2Bcake%2Bart%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hZeMu5XNuY/TX2eQw5TGyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FddGBUNZU6g/s1600/barbe%2Bcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793123849607970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hZeMu5XNuY/TX2eQw5TGyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FddGBUNZU6g/s320/barbe%2Bcake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igBwid2zZyw/TX2eQvFeiTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PveSt6u4WJY/s1600/cup%2Bcake%2Bart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793123363817778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igBwid2zZyw/TX2eQvFeiTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PveSt6u4WJY/s320/cup%2Bcake%2Bart1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEmlm4V32cc/TX2eQbrCgXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UMUB5QconIY/s1600/bake%2Bart%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583793118152655218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEmlm4V32cc/TX2eQbrCgXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/UMUB5QconIY/s320/bake%2Bart%2B10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7srEmUsPvU/TX2dJCbfkjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PBh0y0bok98/s1600/bake%2Bart%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583791891605852722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7srEmUsPvU/TX2dJCbfkjI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PBh0y0bok98/s320/bake%2Bart%2B6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED1sY8BMiwA/TX2dI857RmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YaImXn0YqbI/s1600/bake%2Bart%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583791890122884706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED1sY8BMiwA/TX2dI857RmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YaImXn0YqbI/s320/bake%2Bart%2B5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5gJnEZSDFes/TX2dIuEiXEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qY1bC7Tgw20/s1600/bake%2Bart%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583791886140857410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5gJnEZSDFes/TX2dIuEiXEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qY1bC7Tgw20/s320/bake%2Bart%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3SRGBT7Xow/TX2dIOeLeWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JDvrpBl0Tus/s1600/bake%2Bart%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583791877658474850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3SRGBT7Xow/TX2dIOeLeWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JDvrpBl0Tus/s320/bake%2Bart%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdf54KIKhF8/TX2dH3OxspI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IvqF9bM_ToM/s1600/bake%2Bart%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583791871419855506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdf54KIKhF8/TX2dH3OxspI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IvqF9bM_ToM/s320/bake%2Bart%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LakB-fqyEbk/TX2c3WT2GwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/l1Bp8-pkV6k/s1600/bake%2Bart%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583791587704838914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LakB-fqyEbk/TX2c3WT2GwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/l1Bp8-pkV6k/s320/bake%2Bart%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7564705736199625981-4857619219524769024?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4857619219524769024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4857619219524769024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4857619219524769024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4857619219524769024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/02/cup-cake-art.html' title='Cup Cake Art'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwSG4fg67EY/TX2e4PVGtRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/m41UhgCDyxw/s72-c/cupcake%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-6047065189109398252</id><published>2011-01-19T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:03:32.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Difference between a Doctor and Engine Mechanic'/><title type='text'>Difference between a Doctor and Engine Mechanic</title><content type='html'>Real story happened with famous Heart Surgeon Lt. Dr. Nitu Mandke. He had done many heart operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mechanic was removing the cylinder heads from the motor of a car when he spotted the famous heart surgeon in his shop, who was standing off to the side, waiting for the service manager to come to take a look at his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mechanic shouted across the garage, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Hello Doctor! Please come over here for a minute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The famous surgeon, a bit surprised, walked over to the mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked argumentatively, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"So doctor, look at this. I also open hearts, take valves out, grind 'em, put in new parts, and when I finish this will work as a new one. So how come you get the big money, when you and me is doing basically the same work?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The doctor leaned over and whispered to the mechanic...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"TRY TO DO IT WHEN THE ENGINE IS RUNNING".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-6047065189109398252?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6047065189109398252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=6047065189109398252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6047065189109398252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6047065189109398252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/01/difference-between-doctor-and-engine.html' title='Difference between a Doctor and Engine Mechanic'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-9076361854891920429</id><published>2011-01-09T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:48:54.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Performance appraisal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottum up apprach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons in Management : Never Under Estimate Anyone'/><title type='text'>Donkey and the Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPPVthzLqYc/TVND7xyH-5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FujX6NPjAsE/s1600/Donkey%2Band%2Bdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571871858242354066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPPVthzLqYc/TVND7xyH-5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FujX6NPjAsE/s320/Donkey%2Band%2Bdog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The Donkey and the Dog-* Read and think-You may find one in your midst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a washer man who had a donkey and a dog. One night when the&lt;br /&gt;whole world was sleeping, a thief broke into the house, the washer man was&lt;br /&gt;fast asleep too but the donkey and the dog were awake. The dog decided not&lt;br /&gt;to bark since the master did not take good care of him and wanted to teach&lt;br /&gt;him a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The donkey got worried and said to the dog that if he doesn't bark, the&lt;br /&gt;donkey will have to do something himself. The dog did not change his mind&lt;br /&gt;and the donkey started braying loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the donkey bray, the thief ran away, the master woke up and started&lt;br /&gt;beating the donkey for braying in the middle of the night for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story “One must not engage in duties other than his own"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take a new look at the same story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washer man was a well educated man from a premier management institute.&lt;br /&gt;He had the fundas of looking at the bigger picture and thinking out of the&lt;br /&gt;box. He was convinced that there must be some reason for the donkey to bray&lt;br /&gt;in the night.. He walked outside a little and did some fact finding, applied&lt;br /&gt;a bottom up approach, figured out from the ground realities that there was a&lt;br /&gt;thief who broke in and the donkey only wanted to alert him about it. Looking&lt;br /&gt;at the donkey's extra initiative and going beyond the call of the duty, he&lt;br /&gt;rewarded him with lot of hay and other perks and became his favorite pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog's life didn't change much, except that now the donkey was more&lt;br /&gt;motivated in doing the dog's duties as well. In the annual appraisal the dog&lt;br /&gt;managed "ME" (Met Expectations) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the dog realized that the donkey is taking care of his duties and he&lt;br /&gt;can enjoy his life sleeping and lazing around. The donkey was rated as&lt;br /&gt;“star performer". The donkey had to live up to his already high performance&lt;br /&gt;standards. Soon he was over burdened with work and always under pressure&lt;br /&gt;and now is looking for a NEW JOB ... !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-9076361854891920429?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/9076361854891920429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=9076361854891920429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/9076361854891920429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/9076361854891920429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2011/01/donkey-and-dog.html' title='Donkey and the Dog'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPPVthzLqYc/TVND7xyH-5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FujX6NPjAsE/s72-c/Donkey%2Band%2Bdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3463656662134740136</id><published>2010-12-31T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T01:23:30.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivating stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='determination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touching words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Express your love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiring words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful thoughts'/><title type='text'>Post Index</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspiring and Touching Stories........Click Links&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/horse-and-donkey.html"&gt;The Horse and The Donkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/merchant-and-four-wives.html"&gt;Merchant and Four Wives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/wealth-success-and-love.html"&gt;Wealth, Success and Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/self-apraisal.html"&gt;Self Apraisal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-frogs.html"&gt;Four Frogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-laws-of-life-from-swami-vivekananda.html"&gt;15 Laws of Life From Swami Vivekananda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/30-what-girls-feels.html"&gt;30 - What Girls Feels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-ask-to-increase-salary.html"&gt;How to ask to increase salary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/friendship-forever.html"&gt;Friendship Forever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/determination.html"&gt;DETERMINATION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/puppies-for-sale.html"&gt;PUPPIES FOR SALE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/four-wives.html"&gt;Four Wives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-and-after-marriage.html"&gt;Before and After Marriage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/trees-that-wood.html"&gt;Trees That Wood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-father.html"&gt;My Father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/obstacle-in-our-path.html"&gt;An Obstacle in Our Path&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/fresh-fish.html"&gt;Fresh Fish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/doll-and-rose.html"&gt;THE DOLL AND THE ROSE !!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/acronym-for-enthusiasm.html"&gt;An acronym for enthusiasm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-is-do-it-yourself-project.html"&gt;Life is a Do-It-Yourself Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/goodwill-fund.html"&gt;Goodwill Fund&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/donkeys-story.html"&gt;A Donkey's Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams.html"&gt;Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcd-of-happiness.html"&gt;ABCD of Happiness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-to-keep-in-mind.html"&gt;Thoughts to keep in mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html"&gt;ABC of success&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html"&gt;Microsoft Office Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html"&gt;The Wooden Bowl -Touching story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-do-bussiness.html"&gt;How to do bussiness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/coffee-art.html"&gt;Coffee Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-thankful-for-what-you-have-and-who.html"&gt;Be thankful for what you have and who you are.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/salty-coffee-touching-story.html"&gt;Salty Coffee-Touching story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-quotes-by-famous-people.html"&gt;Love Quotes by Famous People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-fried-inspiring-story.html"&gt;Best friend -Inspiring story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/silent-love-touching-love-story.html"&gt;A Silent Love (touching love story)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/motivational-story-with-wisdom-dreams.html"&gt;A Motivational Story with Wisdom- Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-knew-you-would-come.html"&gt;I KNEW YOU WOULD COME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - 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She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a year since Susan, thirty-four, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. Once a fiercely independent woman, Susan now felt condemned by this terrible twist of fate to become a powerless, helpless burden on everyone around her. "How could this have happened to me?" she would plead, her heart knotted with anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed, she knew the painful truth her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan's once optimistic spirit. Just getting through each day was an exercise in frustration and exhaustion. And all she had to cling to was her husband Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all of his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again. Mark's military background had trained him well to deal with sensitive situations, and yet he knew this was the most difficult battle he would ever face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Mark realized that this arrangement wasn't working - it was hectic, and costly. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe. She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Mark predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I'm blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I'm going? I feel like you're abandoning me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat. He made her laugh, even on those not-so-good days when she would trip exiting the bus, or drop her briefcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each morning they made the journey together, and Mark would take a cab back to his office. Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan would be able to ride the bus on her own. He believed in her, in the Susan he used to know before she'd lost her sight, who wasn't afraid of any challenge and who would never, ever quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?" The driver responded, "It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are." Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and asked again, "What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light where there had been darkness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-1789197184243272676?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1789197184243272676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1789197184243272676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1789197184243272676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1789197184243272676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/10/gift-of-love.html' title='Gift  of Love'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4155317853864700979</id><published>2010-10-04T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:54:35.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You in all Languages'/><title type='text'>“I Love You” In 125 Languages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TK9o13vV21I/AAAAAAAAADw/6-1GYT6kT9c/s1600/I+love+you+in+all+languages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525750542511758162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TK9o13vV21I/AAAAAAAAADw/6-1GYT6kT9c/s320/I+love+you+in+all+languages.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“I Love You” In All Languages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to say “I Love You” in different languages???&lt;br /&gt;Let’s See… a List with more than 125 Languages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFRIKAANS – ek het jou lief / ek is lief vir jou&lt;br /&gt;ALBANIAN – të dua&lt;br /&gt;ALSATIAN – ich hab die lieb&lt;br /&gt;Dialectal ARABIC (North African) – n’bghick&lt;br /&gt;Dialectal ARABIC (Eastern) – bahebbak (to a man) / bahebbik (to a woman)&lt;br /&gt;Literary ARABIC – ouhibbouka (to a man) / ouhibbouki (to a woman)&lt;br /&gt;ARMENIAN – yes kez siroumem&lt;br /&gt;ASTURIAN – quiérote&lt;br /&gt;ATTIÉ – min bou la yé&lt;br /&gt;AZERI – men seni sevirem&lt;br /&gt;BAMBARA – né bi fè&lt;br /&gt;BASQUE – maite zaitut&lt;br /&gt;BAOULE – mi klôa&lt;br /&gt;BELARUSIAN – Кахаю цябе (kahaju ciabie)&lt;br /&gt;BENGALI – aami tomakey bhalo basi&lt;br /&gt;BERBER – righ kem&lt;br /&gt;BOBO – ma kia bé nà&lt;br /&gt;BOSNIAN – volim te&lt;br /&gt;BRETON – karout a ran ac’hanout / da garout a ran / me az kar&lt;br /&gt;BULGARIAN – обичам те&lt;br /&gt;BURMESE – nga nin ko chit te&lt;br /&gt;CATALAN – t’estimo&lt;br /&gt;CHEYENNE – ne’mehotatse&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE – wo ai ni&lt;br /&gt;CORSICAN – amu tè / ti tengu caru&lt;br /&gt;CROATIAN – volim te&lt;br /&gt;CZECH – miluji tě&lt;br /&gt;DANISH – jeg elsker dig&lt;br /&gt;DIOULA – mi fê&lt;br /&gt;DUTCH – ik hou van jou&lt;br /&gt;ESPERANTO – mi amas vin&lt;br /&gt;ESTONIAN – ma armastan sind&lt;br /&gt;FAROESE – eg elski teg&lt;br /&gt;FINNISH – minä rakastan sinua&lt;br /&gt;FILIPINO – mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;FLEMISH (WESTERN) – ‘k zien je geeren&lt;br /&gt;FRENCH – je t’aime&lt;br /&gt;FRISIAN – ik hâld fan dy&lt;br /&gt;FRIULAN – o ti vuei ben&lt;br /&gt;GALICIAN – amo-te / ámote / quero-te / quérote&lt;br /&gt;GEORGIAN – me shen mikvarkhar&lt;br /&gt;GERMAN – ich liebe Dich&lt;br /&gt;GREEK – s’agapo&lt;br /&gt;GUARANÍ – rojhayhû&lt;br /&gt;GUJARATI – hun tane prem karun chhun&lt;br /&gt;HAITIAN CREOLE – mwen renmen’w / mouin rinmin’w&lt;br /&gt;HAWAIAN – aloha wau iā ‘oe&lt;br /&gt;HEBREW – ani ohev otakh (man to a woman)/ ani ohevet otkha (woman to man)&lt;br /&gt;HINDI – main tumse pyar karta hoo&lt;br /&gt;HMONG – kuv hlub koj&lt;br /&gt;HUNGARIAN – szeretlek&lt;br /&gt;ICELANDIC – ég elska þig&lt;br /&gt;INDONESIAN – saya cinta padamu / saya cinta kamu&lt;br /&gt;IRISH GAELIC – tá grá agam duit&lt;br /&gt;ITALIAN – ti amo&lt;br /&gt;JAPANESE – aishitemasu / aishiteru (barely used) / anata ga daisuki desu (”cute”)&lt;br /&gt;KABYLIAN – hamlagh-kem (man to woman) / hamlaghk (woman to man)&lt;br /&gt;KANNADA – naanu ninnanna pritisutteney&lt;br /&gt;KHMER – bang srolaïgn ôn (man to woman) / ôn srolaïgn bang (woman to man)&lt;br /&gt;KINYARWANDA – ndagukunda&lt;br /&gt;KOREAN – saranghe&lt;br /&gt;KURDISH – ez te hez dikim&lt;br /&gt;LAO – khoi hak tchao lai&lt;br /&gt;LATIN – te amo&lt;br /&gt;LATVIAN – es tevi mīlu&lt;br /&gt;LEBANESE – b’hibik (man to woman) / b’hibak (woman to man)&lt;br /&gt;LIGURIAN – mi te amu&lt;br /&gt;LINGALA – na lingi yo&lt;br /&gt;LITHUANIAN – aš tave myliu&lt;br /&gt;LOW SAXON – ik hou van ju&lt;br /&gt;LUXEMBOURGEOIS – ech hun dech gäer&lt;br /&gt;MACEDONIAN – te sakam&lt;br /&gt;MALAGASY – tiako ianao / tia anao aho (stronger)&lt;br /&gt;MALAY – aku cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;MALAYALAM – enikku ninné ishtamaanu&lt;br /&gt;MALTESE – inħobbok&lt;br /&gt;Maldiveian- aharen kalaa dheke varah loabivey&lt;br /&gt;MANX – ta graih aym ort&lt;br /&gt;MAORI – kei te aroha au i a koe&lt;br /&gt;MARQUESAN – hinenao au ia oe&lt;br /&gt;MONGOLIAN – Би чамд хайртай (bi chamd khairtai)&lt;br /&gt;MORÉ – mam nong-a fo&lt;br /&gt;NAPOLETANO – t’ammo&lt;br /&gt;NDEBELE – niya ku tanda&lt;br /&gt;NEPALI – ma timilai prem garchhu&lt;br /&gt;NORWEGIAN – jeg elsker deg&lt;br /&gt;OCCITAN – t’aimi&lt;br /&gt;PAPIAMENTU – mi ta stima bo&lt;br /&gt;PERSIAN – dustat dâram (formal) / duset dâram (informal)&lt;br /&gt;POLISH – kocham cię&lt;br /&gt;PORTUGUESE – amo-te / eu te amo (Brazilian Portuguese)&lt;br /&gt;PUNJABI – mein tenu pyar karda han (male speaker) / mein tenu pyar kardi han (female speaker)&lt;br /&gt;QUECHUA de CUZCO – munakuyki&lt;br /&gt;RAPA NUI – hanga rahi au kia koe&lt;br /&gt;ROMANI – kamaù tut&lt;br /&gt;ROMANIAN – te iubesc&lt;br /&gt;RUSSIAN – Я тебя люблю (ia tibia lioubliou)&lt;br /&gt;SAMOAN – ou te alofa ia te oe&lt;br /&gt;SANGO – mbi yé mô&lt;br /&gt;SARDINIAN – deo t’amo (logudorese) / deu t’amu (campidanese)&lt;br /&gt;SCOTTISH GAELIC – tha gaol agam ort / tha gaol agam oirbh&lt;br /&gt;SERBIAN – volim te&lt;br /&gt;SESOTHO – ke ya ho rata&lt;br /&gt;SHIMAORE – ni su hu vendza&lt;br /&gt;SHONA – ndinokuda&lt;br /&gt;SINDHI – moon khay tu saan piyar aahay&lt;br /&gt;SINHALA – mama oyata aadareyi (spoken) / mama obata aadareyi (formal)&lt;br /&gt;SIOUX – wastewalake&lt;br /&gt;SLOVAK – ľúbim ťa / milujem ťa&lt;br /&gt;SLOVENIAN – ljubim te / rad te imam (male speaker) / rada te imam (female speaker)&lt;br /&gt;SOBOTA – volim te / se te volime (lit.)&lt;br /&gt;SOMALI – waan ku jecelahay&lt;br /&gt;SONINKÉ – na moula&lt;br /&gt;SPANISH – te amo / te quiero&lt;br /&gt;SUSU – ira fan ma&lt;br /&gt;SWAHILI – nakupenda&lt;br /&gt;SWEDISH – jag älskar dig&lt;br /&gt;TAGALOG – mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;TAHITIAN – ua here vau ia oe&lt;br /&gt;TAJIKI – jigarata bihrum duhtari hola (man to woman) / tra lav dorum (woman to man)&lt;br /&gt;TAMIL – naan unnai kaadhalikkarn&lt;br /&gt;TATAR – min sine yaratam&lt;br /&gt;TELUGU – nenu ninnu premisthunnanu&lt;br /&gt;TETUN – hau hadomi o&lt;br /&gt;TIBETAN – na kirinla gaguidou&lt;br /&gt;TURKISH – seni seviyorum&lt;br /&gt;TURKMEN – seni söýärin&lt;br /&gt;UDMURT – mon tone jaratiśko&lt;br /&gt;UKRAINIAN – Я тебе кохаю (ia tebe kohaiu)&lt;br /&gt;URDU – mein tumse mohabbat karta hoon (man to woman)/ main tumse mohabbat karti hoon (woman to man) / mujhe tum se pyar heh&lt;br /&gt;UZBEK – men seni sevaman / men seni yahshi ko’raman (less formal)&lt;br /&gt;VENETIAN – t’amo&lt;br /&gt;VIETNAMESE – anh yêu em (man to woman)/ em yêu anh (woman to man)&lt;br /&gt;WALOON – (orthographe à betchfessîs) dji vs voe voltî&lt;br /&gt;WELSH – rydw i’n dy garu di&lt;br /&gt;WEST INDIAN CREOLE – mwen enmen&lt;br /&gt;WOLOF – nob nala&lt;br /&gt;XHOSA – ndiyakuthanda&lt;br /&gt;YIDDISH – ich hob dir lib&lt;br /&gt;YORUBA – moni ife e&lt;br /&gt;ZULU – ngiyakuthanda&lt;/strong&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/7564705736199625981-4155317853864700979?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4155317853864700979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4155317853864700979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4155317853864700979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4155317853864700979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-you-in-125-languages.html' title='“I Love You” In 125 Languages'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TK9o13vV21I/AAAAAAAAADw/6-1GYT6kT9c/s72-c/I+love+you+in+all+languages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4172929548118561818</id><published>2010-10-01T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T23:00:25.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instructions for Life'/><title type='text'>Instructions for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;* Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;* Memorize your favorite poem.&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;* When you say, “I love you”, mean it.&lt;br /&gt;* When you say, “I’m sorry”, look the person in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;* Believe in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;* Never laugh at anyone’s dreams.&lt;br /&gt;* Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.&lt;br /&gt;* In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t judge people by their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;* Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;* When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?”&lt;br /&gt;* Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;* Call your mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Say “bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;* When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;* Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;* When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;* Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;br /&gt;* Spend some time alone.&lt;br /&gt;* Open your arms to change, but don’t let go of your values.&lt;br /&gt;* Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Read more books and watch less TV.&lt;br /&gt;* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you’ll get to enjoy it a second time.&lt;br /&gt;* Trust in God but lock your car.&lt;br /&gt;* A loving atmosphere in your home is so important. Do all you can to create a tranquil harmonious home.&lt;br /&gt;* In disagreements with loved ones, deal with the current situation. Don’t bring up the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;* Share your knowledge. It’s a way to achieve immortality.&lt;br /&gt;* Be gentle with the earth.&lt;br /&gt;* Pray. There’s immeasurable power in it.&lt;br /&gt;* Never interrupt when you are being flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Mind your own business.&lt;br /&gt;* Don’t trust a man/woman who doesn’t close his/her eyes when you kiss.&lt;br /&gt;* At least once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.&lt;br /&gt;* If you make a lot of money, put it to use helping others while you are living. That is wealth’s greatest satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;* Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a stroke of luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-4172929548118561818?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4172929548118561818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4172929548118561818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4172929548118561818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4172929548118561818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/10/instructions-for-life.html' title='Instructions for Life'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3730739926819182579</id><published>2010-09-19T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:15:35.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guide to a better life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randy pausch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The last lecture'/><title type='text'>Guide to better life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TKa_urIxclI/AAAAAAAAADo/ruLzPIWZ7cg/s1600/randy-pausch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523312801590899282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TKa_urIxclI/AAAAAAAAADo/ruLzPIWZ7cg/s320/randy-pausch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POINTS ON HOW TO IMPROVE YOUR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnegie Mellon professor Randy Pausch wrote a book ‘The last lecture” before then, one of the bestsellers in 2007. What a legacy to leave behind…&lt;br /&gt;In a letter to his wife Jai and his children, Dylan, Logan, and Chloe, he wrote this beautiful "guide to a better life" for his wife and children to follow. May you be blessed by his insight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Personality: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't have negative thoughts of things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't over do; keep your limits&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't take yourself so seriously; no one else does&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip&lt;br /&gt;6. Dream more while you are awake&lt;br /&gt;7. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need..&lt;br /&gt;8. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner of his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.&lt;br /&gt;9. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.&lt;br /&gt;10. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present&lt;br /&gt;11. No one is in charge of your happiness except you&lt;br /&gt;12. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn.&lt;br /&gt;Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;13. Smile and laugh more&lt;br /&gt;14. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Community:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Call your family often&lt;br /&gt;16. Each day give something good to others&lt;br /&gt;17. Forgive everyone for everything&lt;br /&gt;18. Spend time with people over the age of 70 &amp;amp; under the age of 6&lt;br /&gt;19. Try to make at least three people smile each day&lt;br /&gt;20. What other people think of you is none of your business&lt;br /&gt;21. Your job will not take care of you when you are sick. Your family and friends will. Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Put GOD first in anything and everything that you think, say and do.&lt;br /&gt;23. GOD heals everything&lt;br /&gt;24. Do the right things&lt;br /&gt;25. However good or bad a situation is, it will change&lt;br /&gt;26. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up&lt;br /&gt;27. The best is yet to come&lt;br /&gt;28. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful&lt;br /&gt;29. When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it&lt;br /&gt;30. If you know GOD you will always be happy. So, be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;While you practice all of the above, share this knowledge with the people you love, people you school with,&lt;br /&gt;people you play with, people you work with and people you live with.&lt;br /&gt;Not only will it enrich YOUR life, but also that of those around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3730739926819182579?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3730739926819182579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3730739926819182579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3730739926819182579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3730739926819182579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/09/guide-to-better-life.html' title='Guide to better life'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TKa_urIxclI/AAAAAAAAADo/ruLzPIWZ7cg/s72-c/randy-pausch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-880936736978958647</id><published>2010-09-01T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T07:30:55.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottle cap art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bottle crown art'/><title type='text'>Bottle Crown Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYiSRDxsI/AAAAAAAAADg/XIXINTGNuis/s1600/bottle+crown+art8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517147627059398338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYiSRDxsI/AAAAAAAAADg/XIXINTGNuis/s320/bottle+crown+art8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYbx6DV1I/AAAAAAAAADY/V8r6MmHmJ5I/s1600/bottle+crown+art7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517147515293751122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYbx6DV1I/AAAAAAAAADY/V8r6MmHmJ5I/s320/bottle+crown+art7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYWuwuoAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GBVZ9y0gwYg/s1600/bottle+crown+art6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517147428549992450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYWuwuoAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GBVZ9y0gwYg/s320/bottle+crown+art6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYS-o2BdI/AAAAAAAAADI/247XetxbccU/s1600/bottle+crown+art5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517147364092413394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYS-o2BdI/AAAAAAAAADI/247XetxbccU/s320/bottle+crown+art5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYOwMnLaI/AAAAAAAAADA/-s5IN7a_rps/s1600/bottle+crown+art4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517147291496426914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYOwMnLaI/AAAAAAAAADA/-s5IN7a_rps/s320/bottle+crown+art4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYI4XW9OI/AAAAAAAAAC4/h_pwXxWwZ0M/s1600/bottle+crown+art3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517147190609769698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYI4XW9OI/AAAAAAAAAC4/h_pwXxWwZ0M/s320/bottle+crown+art3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYDdZX4QI/AAAAAAAAACw/JJF-UXSf4Dc/s1600/bottle+crown+art2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517147097471115522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYDdZX4QI/AAAAAAAAACw/JJF-UXSf4Dc/s320/bottle+crown+art2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDX8s8Fs5I/AAAAAAAAACo/tn7j2hvaz-E/s1600/bottle+crown+art1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517146981384172434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDX8s8Fs5I/AAAAAAAAACo/tn7j2hvaz-E/s320/bottle+crown+art1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7564705736199625981-880936736978958647?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/880936736978958647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=880936736978958647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/880936736978958647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/880936736978958647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/09/bottle-crown-art.html' title='Bottle Crown Art'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDYiSRDxsI/AAAAAAAAADg/XIXINTGNuis/s72-c/bottle+crown+art8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4700382599330060862</id><published>2010-08-10T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T07:18:09.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='know who you are'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eagle with chicken'/><title type='text'>Know who you are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDViQWBJtI/AAAAAAAAACg/UCH0tOWXEcE/s1600/Eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 304px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517144328008443602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDViQWBJtI/AAAAAAAAACg/UCH0tOWXEcE/s320/Eagle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An eagle's egg was placed in the nest of a prairie chicken. The egg hatched and the little eagle grew up thinking it was a prairie chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagle did what the prairie chickens did. It scratched in the dirt for seeds. It clucked and cackled. It never flew more than a few feet because that is what the prairie chickens did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day he saw an eagle flying gracefully and majestically in the open sky. He asked the prairie chickens: "What is that beautiful bird?" The chickens replied, "That is an eagle. He is an outstanding bird, but you cannot fly like him because you are just a prairie chicken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the eagle never gave it a second thought, believing that to be the truth. He lived the life of and died a prairie chicken, depriving himself of his heritage because of his lack of vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste! He was born to win, but was conditioned to lose. Do not let people or situations or even yourself condition you to lose in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-4700382599330060862?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4700382599330060862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4700382599330060862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4700382599330060862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4700382599330060862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/08/know-who-you-are.html' title='Know who you are...'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDViQWBJtI/AAAAAAAAACg/UCH0tOWXEcE/s72-c/Eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8026812118126628504</id><published>2010-07-15T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T07:06:58.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child caring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good perenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABCD of parenting'/><title type='text'>A B C D of Parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDRpf3wapI/AAAAAAAAACY/7ZFj_n31QH4/s1600/alphabets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517140054389058194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDRpf3wapI/AAAAAAAAACY/7ZFj_n31QH4/s320/alphabets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sk your child about the school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;egin your child's day with a nourishing breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ongratulate you child for doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;iscuss homework with your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ncourage your child to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;ind a quiet place for your child to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;ive your child responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ug your child to build self worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;nclude your child in making simple family decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;oin a library with your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;eep your child on a schedule that includes exercise and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;imit TV viewing by selecting programs with your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ake the time you spend with your child special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;otice and discuss changes in your child's behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ffer to help your child organize school papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;rovide your child with good role models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;uestion the activities your child shares with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;espect your child's right to have opinions different from yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;hare an interest or a hobby with your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;ake time to listen to your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;rge your child to say "NO!" to unwanted touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;isit places of interest with your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;ork with your child to set up rules of behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;erox and save records or articles that benefit your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ield results by encouraging your child to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;oom through these ABCs again and again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8026812118126628504?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8026812118126628504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8026812118126628504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8026812118126628504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8026812118126628504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/b-c-d-of-parenting.html' title='A B C D of Parenting'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TJDRpf3wapI/AAAAAAAAACY/7ZFj_n31QH4/s72-c/alphabets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-7158206259466645699</id><published>2010-06-10T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:30:23.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips for Peace of MindProcrastinate And Never Regret'/><title type='text'>Tips for Peace of Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB3DanAX7wI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z3-3IkclNo4/s1600/peace+of+mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484754783121698562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB3DanAX7wI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z3-3IkclNo4/s320/peace+of+mind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Mind your own Business&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Most of us create our own problems by interfering too often in others’ affairs. We do so because somehow we have convinced ourselves that our way is the best way, our logic is the perfect logic and those who do not conform to our thinking must be criticized and steered to the right direction, our direction. This thinking denies the existence of individuality and consequently the existence of God.. God has each one of us in a way. No two human beings can think or act in exactly the same way. All men or women act the way they do because God within them prompts them that way. Mind your own business and you will keep your peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Forgive And Forget&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is the most powerful aid to peace of mind. We often develop ill feelings inside our heart for the person who insults us or harms us. We nurture grievances. This in turn results in loss of sleep, development of stomach ulcers, and high blood pressure. This insult or injury was done once, but nourishing of grievance goes on forever by constantly remembering it. Get over this bad habit. Life is too short to waste in such trifles. Forgive, Forget, and march on. Love flourishes in giving and forgiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do Not Crave For Recognition&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This world is full of selfish people. They seldom praise anybody without selfish motives. They may praise you today because you are in power, but no sooner than you are powerless, they will forget your achievement and will start finding faults in you. Why do you wish to kill yourself in striving for their recognition? Their recognition is not worth the aggravation. Do your duties ethically and sincerely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do Not Be Jealous&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We all have experienced how jealousy can disturb our peace of mind. You know that you harder than your colleagues in the office, but sometimes they get promotions; you do not. You a business several years ago, but you are not as successful as your neighbor whose business is only one old. There are several examples like these in everyday life. Should you be jealous? No. Remember everybody’s life is shaped by his/her destiny, which has now become his/her reality. If you are destined to be rich, nothing in the world can stop you. If you are not so destined, no one can help you either. Nothing will be gained by blaming others for your misfortune. Jealousy will not get you anywhere; it will only take away your peace of mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Change Yourself According To The Environment&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you try to change the environment single-handedly, the chances are you will fail. Instead, change yourself to suit your environment. As you do this, even the environment, which has been unfriendly to you, will mysteriously change and seem congenial and harmonious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Endure What Cannot Be Cured &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is the best way to turn a disadvantage into an advantage. Every day we face numerous inconveniences, ailments, irritations, and accidents that are beyond our control. If we cannot control them or change them, we must learn to put up with these things. We must learn to endure them cheerfully. Believe in yourself and you will gain in terms of patience, inner strength and will power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Do Not Bite Off More Than You Can Chew &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This maxim needs to be remembered constantly. We often tend to take more responsibilities than we are capable of carrying out. This is done to satisfy our ego. Know your limitations. . Why take on additional loads that may create more worries? You cannot gain peace of mind by expanding your external activities. Reduce your material engagements and spend in prayer, introspection and meditation. This will reduce those thoughts in your mind that you restless. Uncluttered mind will produce greater peace of mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Meditate Regularly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Meditation calms the mind and gets rid of disturbing thoughts. This is the highest state of peace of mind. Try and it yourself. If you meditate earnestly for half an hour everyday, your mind will tend to become peaceful during the remaining twenty-three and half-hours. Your mind will not be easily disturbed as it was before. You would benefit by gradually increasing the period of daily meditation. You may think that this will interfere with your daily work. On the contrary, this will increase your efficiency and you will be able to produce better results in less time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Never Leave The Mind Vacant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;An empty mind is the devil’s workshop. All evil actions start in the vacant mind. Keep your mind occupied in something positive, something worthwhile. Actively follow a hobby. Do something that holds your interest. You must decide what you value more: money or peace of mind. Your hobby, like social work or religious work, may not always earn you more money, but you will have a sense of fulfillment and achievement. Even when you are resting physically, occupy yourself in healthy reading or mental chanting of God’s name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Do Not Procrastinate And Never Regret&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Do not waste time in protracted wondering ” Should I or shouldn’t I?” Days, weeks, months, and years may be wasted in that futile mental debating. You can never plan enough because you can never anticipate all future happenings. Value your time and do the things that need to be done. It does not matter if you fail the first time. You can learn from your mistakes and succeed the next time. Sitting back and worrying will lead to nothing. Learn from your mistakes, but do not brood over the past. DO NOT REGRET. Whatever happened was destined to happen only that way. Why cry over spilt milk? &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/7564705736199625981-7158206259466645699?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7158206259466645699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=7158206259466645699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7158206259466645699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7158206259466645699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/06/tips-for-peace-of-mind.html' title='Tips for Peace of Mind'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB3DanAX7wI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z3-3IkclNo4/s72-c/peace+of+mind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4907089728876752104</id><published>2010-05-09T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:59:03.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons in Management : Never Under Estimate Anyone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fool'/><title type='text'>Lessons in Management : Never Under Estimate Anyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB278xgyjtI/AAAAAAAAACA/GysmaHKo_MQ/s1600/boy+with+icecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484746573964545746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB278xgyjtI/AAAAAAAAACA/GysmaHKo_MQ/s320/boy+with+icecream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lessons in Management : Never Under Estimate Anyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A young boy enters a barber shop and the barber whispers to his Customer, "This is the dumbest kid in the world. Watch while I prove it to you."&lt;br /&gt;The barber puts a five cent coin in one hand and two one cent coins (1+1=2) in the other, then calls the boy over and asks, "Which do you want, son? You can take the money from any one of my palms"&lt;br /&gt;The boy takes the two one cent coins and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;"What did I tell you?" said the barber. "That kid never learns!"&lt;br /&gt;Later, when the customer leaves, he sees the same young boy coming out of the ice cream store.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, son! May I ask you a question?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you take two one cent coins instead of five cent coin?"&lt;br /&gt;The boy licked his cone and replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"BECAUSE THE DAY I TAKE THE FIVE CENT COIN, THE GAME IS OVER" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Moral of the Story ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you think the other person is dumb, you are making a fool of yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-4907089728876752104?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4907089728876752104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4907089728876752104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4907089728876752104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4907089728876752104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/lessons-in-management-never-under.html' title='Lessons in Management : Never Under Estimate Anyone'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB278xgyjtI/AAAAAAAAACA/GysmaHKo_MQ/s72-c/boy+with+icecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8507418348747559940</id><published>2010-04-19T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:43:39.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strength of a Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty of a Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'>Strength of a Man and Beauty of a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB24SQ1fgOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Wa4Fi7YvxYE/s1600/lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484742545103618274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB24SQ1fgOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Wa4Fi7YvxYE/s320/lovers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strength of a Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.It is seen in the width of his arms that encircle you.The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice. It is in the gentle words he whispers. The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.It is how good a buddy he is with his kids.The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.It is in how respected he is at home.The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits..It is in how tender he touches.The strength of a man isn't how many women he's Loved by.It is in can he be true to one woman.The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.It is in the burdens he can understand and overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beauty of a Woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The beauty of a woman Is not in the clothes she wears,The figure she carries,Or the way she combs her hair.The beauty of a woman must be seen from her eyes,Because that is the doorway to her heart,The place where love resides.The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,But true beauty in a womanIs reflected in her soul.It is the caring that she lovingly gives,The passion that she shows,The beauty of a womanWith passing years-only grows.Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman,but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man.Love Happens Only Once.Rest is Just Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8507418348747559940?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8507418348747559940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8507418348747559940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8507418348747559940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8507418348747559940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/04/strength-of-man-and-beauty-of-woman.html' title='Strength of a Man and Beauty of a Woman'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/TB24SQ1fgOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Wa4Fi7YvxYE/s72-c/lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1478110669457249690</id><published>2010-02-20T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T01:11:19.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='employer loyalty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job hopper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laid off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brilliant Interview Questions'/><title type='text'>Brilliant Interview Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Interesting. ....Don't miss last 2 Questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some, rather most organizations reject his CV today because he has changed jobs frequently (10 in 14 years). My friend, the ‘job hopper’ (referred here as Mr. JH), does not mind it…. well he does not need to mind it at all. Having worked full-time with 10 employer companies in just 14 years gives Mr. JH the relaxing edge that most of the ‘company loyal’ employees are struggling for today. Today, Mr. JH too is laid off like some other 14-15 year experienced guys – the difference being the latter have just worked in 2-3 organizations in the same number of years. Here are the excerpts of an interview with Mr. JH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why have you changed 10 jobs in 14 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: To get financially sound and stable before getting laid off the second time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So you knew you would be laid off in the year 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: Well I was laid off first in the year 2002 due to the first global economic slowdown. I had not got a full-time job before January 2003 when the economy started looking up; so I had struggled for almost a year without job and with compromises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Which number of job was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: That was my third job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So from Jan 2003 to Jan 2009, in 6 years, you have changed 8 jobs to make the count as 10 jobs in 14 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: I had no other option. In my first 8 years of professional life, I had worked only for 2 organizations thinking that jobs are deserved after lot of hard work and one should stay with an employer company to justify the saying ‘employer loyalty’. But I was an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why do you say so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: My salary in the first 8 years went up only marginally. I could not save enough and also, I had thought that I had a ‘permanent’ job, so I need not worry about ‘what will I do if I lose my job’. I could never imagine losing a job because of economic slowdown and not because of my performance. That was January 2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Can you brief on what happened between January 2003 and 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: Well, I had learnt my lessons of being ‘company loyal’ and not ‘money earning and saving loyal’. But then you can save enough only when you earn enough. So I shifted my loyalty towards money making and saving – I changed 8 jobs in 6 years assuring all my interviewers about my stability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So you lied to your interviewers; you had already planned to change the job for which you were being interviewed on a particular day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: Yes, you can change jobs only when the market is up and companies are hiring. You tell me – can I get a job now because of the slowdown? No. So one should change jobs for higher salaries only when the market is up because that is the only time when companies hire and can afford the expected salaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What have you gained by doing such things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: That's the question I was waiting for. In Jan 2003, I had a fixed salary (without variables) of say Rs. X p.a. In January 2009, my salary was 8X. So assuming my salary was Rs.3 lakh p.a. in Jan 2003, my last drawn salary in Jan 2009 was Rs.24 lakh p.a. (without variable). I never bothered about variable as I had no intention to stay for 1 year and go through the appraisal process to wait for the company to give me a hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So you decided on your own hike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: Yes, in 2003, I could see the slowdown coming again in future like it had happened in 2001-02. Though I was not sure by when the next slowdown would come, I was pretty sure I wanted a ‘debt-free’ life before being laid off again. So I planned my hike targets on a yearly basis without waiting for the year to complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So are you debt-free now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: Yes, I earned so much by virtue of job changes for money and spent so little that today I have a loan free 2 BR flat (1200 sq.. feet) plus a loan free big car without bothering about any EMIs. I am laid off too but I do not complain at all. If I have laid off companies for money, it is OK if a company lays me off because of lack of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who is complaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: All those guys who are not getting a job to pay their EMIs off are complaining. They had made fun of me saying I am a job hopper and do not have any company loyalty. Now I ask them what they gained by their company loyalty; they too are laid off like me and pass comments to me – why will you bother about us, you are already debt-free. They were still in the bracket of 12-14 lakh p.a. when they were laid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your advice to professionals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: Like Narayan Murthy had said – love your job and not your company because you never know when your company will stop loving you. In the same lines, love yourself and your family needs more than the company's needs. Companies can keep coming and going; family will always remain the same. Make money for yourself first and simultaneously make money for the company, not the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your biggest pain point with companies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A: When a company does well, its CEO etc. will address the entire company saying, ‘well done guys, it is YOUR company, keep up the hard work, I am with you.” But when the slowdown happens and the company does not do so well, the same CEO Etc will say, “It is MY company and to save the company, I have to take tough decisions including asking people to go.” So think about your financial stability first; when you get laid off, your kids will complain to you and not your boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-1478110669457249690?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1478110669457249690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1478110669457249690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1478110669457249690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1478110669457249690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2010/02/brilliant-interview-questions.html' title='Brilliant Interview Questions'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4775662006337324524</id><published>2009-10-31T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:59:05.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebellious Little Bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebel against tradition'/><title type='text'>A Rebellious Little Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/Sz1WaMCl9yI/AAAAAAAAABw/Lt31689Y4iQ/s1600-h/little+bird.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/Sz1WaMCl9yI/AAAAAAAAABw/Lt31689Y4iQ/s320/little+bird.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421584534332634914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A Rebellious Little Bird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There was once a little bird who decided to rebel against tradition, and when it came time to fly south for the winter, he decided to stay behind. All the other birds flew south for the warmer weather, leaving the rebellious one alone.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it wasn’t long before the little bird discovered he had made a terrible mistake. Winter set in and it became very cold. So, he decided that he had better take off and fly south like his friends.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started flying, but didn’t get very far before the cold north wind began to freeze his wings, and he went plummeting down, down, down … He fell straight down from the sky, through an open hole in the rooftop of a nearby barn, and directly into a fresh pile of cow dung.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the warmth thawed out his wings, and soon he was feeling fine again. But, as his little head popped out from the smelly dung, along came a cat who plucked him up and ate him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whenever you end up in a pile of DoDo it may not necessarily be a bad thing, and everyone that comes to pull you out of your DoDo may not necessarily be a good thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-4775662006337324524?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4775662006337324524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4775662006337324524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4775662006337324524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4775662006337324524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/rebellious-little-bird.html' title='A Rebellious Little Bird'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/Sz1WaMCl9yI/AAAAAAAAABw/Lt31689Y4iQ/s72-c/little+bird.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4818339432344809880</id><published>2009-06-24T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:02:00.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithfullness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lagoon'/><title type='text'>The Lagoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj52QtQw1zI/AAAAAAAABWs/HO_PWKhM_0c/s1600-h/coral+lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349843436762617650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj52QtQw1zI/AAAAAAAABWs/HO_PWKhM_0c/s400/coral+lagoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be you have heared about the Great Barrier Reef, stretching some 1,800 miles from New Guinea to Australia. Tour guides regularly take visitors to view the reef. On one tour, a traveler asked the guide an interesting question."I noticed that the lagoon side of the reef looks pale and lifeless, while the ocean side is vibrant and colorful," the traveler observed. "Why is this?"&lt;br /&gt;The guide gave an interesting answer:"The coral around the lagoon side is in still water with no challenge for its survival. It dies early. The coral on the ocean side is constantly being tested by wind, waves, and storms — surges of power. It has to fight for survival every day of its life.As it is challenged and tested, it changes and adapts. It grows healthy. It grows strong. And it reproduces."&lt;br /&gt;Then he added this telling note: "That’s the way it is with every living organism."&lt;br /&gt;That’s how it is with people. Challenged and tested, we come alive! Like coral pounded by the sea, we grow. Physical demands can cause us to grow stronger. Mental and emotional stress can produce tough-mindedness and resiliency. Spiritual testing can produce strength of character and faithfulness . So, you have problems? No problem! Just tell yourself, "There I grow again!". Remember, A smooth sea never made a skilled mariner- English Proverb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-4818339432344809880?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4818339432344809880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4818339432344809880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4818339432344809880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4818339432344809880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/lagoon.html' title='The Lagoon'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj52QtQw1zI/AAAAAAAABWs/HO_PWKhM_0c/s72-c/coral+lagoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4534070017878182487</id><published>2009-06-22T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:51:00.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog and monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God created man'/><title type='text'>God created</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj50dOt22_I/AAAAAAAABWc/iZUqCbXZ984/s1600-h/monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349841452878191602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj50dOt22_I/AAAAAAAABWc/iZUqCbXZ984/s400/monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj50JfaApjI/AAAAAAAABWU/QPc5O4clMZE/s1600-h/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349841113760966194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj50JfaApjI/AAAAAAAABWU/QPc5O4clMZE/s400/dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj5z0yiw6hI/AAAAAAAABWM/wITpba4wcK8/s1600-h/donkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349840758120704530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj5z0yiw6hI/AAAAAAAABWM/wITpba4wcK8/s400/donkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;God created the donkey and said to him."You will be a donkey. You will work un-tiringly from sunrise to sunset carrying burdens on your back. You will eat grass, you will have no intelligence and you will live 50 years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;The donkey answered: "I will be a donkey, but to live 50 years is much. Give me only 20 years"God granted his wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;God created the dog and said to him:"You will guard the house of man. You will be his best Friend. You will eat the scraps that he gives you and you will live 30 years.You will be a dog. "&lt;br /&gt;The dog answered: "Sir, to live 30 years is too much,give me only 15 years."God granted his wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;God created the monkey and said to him:"You will be a monkey. You will swing from branch to branch doing tricks.You will be amusing and you will live 20 years. "&lt;br /&gt;The monkey answered: "To live 20 years is too much, give me only 10 years."God granted his wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Finally God created man … and said to him:"You will be man, the only rational creature on the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;You will use your intelligence to become master over all the animals.You will dominate the world and you will live 20 years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;Man responded: "Sir, I will be a man but to live only 20 years is very little, give me the 30 years that the donkey refused, the 15 years that the dog did not want and the 10 years the monkey refused."God granted man’s wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;And since then, man lives 20 years as a man ,marries and spends 30 years like a donkey,working and carrying all the burdens on his back.&lt;br /&gt;Then when his children are grown,he lives 15 years like a dog taking care of the house and eating whatever is given to him,so that when he is old,&lt;br /&gt;he can retire and live 10 years like a monkey,going from house to house and from one son or daughter to another doing tricks to amuse his grandchildren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;"&gt;That’s Life. Is’nt it ??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/7564705736199625981-4534070017878182487?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4534070017878182487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4534070017878182487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4534070017878182487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4534070017878182487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-created.html' title='God created'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj50dOt22_I/AAAAAAAABWc/iZUqCbXZ984/s72-c/monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-2801683826303378412</id><published>2009-06-21T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:08:38.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Rebellious Little Bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrible mistake'/><title type='text'>A Rebellious Little Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj53GrknMRI/AAAAAAAABW0/hd-7uEKBP8w/s1600-h/rebellious+bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349844364021936402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj53GrknMRI/AAAAAAAABW0/hd-7uEKBP8w/s400/rebellious+bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was once a little bird who decided to rebel against tradition, and when it came time to fly south for the winter, he decided to stay behind. All the other birds flew south for the warmer weather, leaving the rebellious one alone. Of course, it wasn’t long before the little bird discovered he had made a terrible mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Winter set in and it became very cold. So, he decided that he had better take off and fly south like his friends. He started flying, but didn’t get very far before the cold north wind began to freeze his wings, and he went plummeting down, down, down … &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He fell straight down from the sky, through an open hole in the rooftop of a nearby barn, and directly into a fresh pile of cow dung. Well, the warmth thawed out his wings, and soon he was feeling fine again. But, as his little head popped out from the smelly dung, along came a cat who plucked him up and ate him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whenever you end up in a pile of DoDo it may not necessarily be a bad thing, and everyone that comes to pull you out of your DoDo may not necessarily be a good thing.&lt;/strong&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/7564705736199625981-2801683826303378412?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2801683826303378412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=2801683826303378412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2801683826303378412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2801683826303378412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/rebellious-little-bird.html' title='A Rebellious Little Bird'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj53GrknMRI/AAAAAAAABW0/hd-7uEKBP8w/s72-c/rebellious+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-7832085415907008152</id><published>2009-06-21T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:50:39.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tailors Needle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scssors'/><title type='text'>The Tailor’s Needle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj5ysaW7OUI/AAAAAAAABWE/W5IxyCA3XR0/s1600-h/tailors+needles.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349839514678016322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj5ysaW7OUI/AAAAAAAABWE/W5IxyCA3XR0/s400/tailors+needles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A &lt;/u&gt;tailor was at work. He took a piece of cloth and with a pair of shining, costly, scissors, he cut the cloth into various bits.&lt;br /&gt;Then he put the pair of scissors at his feet. Then he took a small needle and thread and started to sew the bits of cloth, into a fine shirt. When the spell of sewing was over, he stuck the needle on to his turban. The tailor’s son who was watching it asked him: "Father, the scissors are costly and look so beautiful. But you throw them down at your feet. This needle is worth almost nothing; you can get a dozen for  a cent. Yet, you place it carefully on your head itself. Is there any reason for this illogical behaviour?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, my son. The scissors have their function, no doubt; but they only cut the cloth into bits. The needle, on the contrary, unites the bits and enhances the value of the cloth. Therefore, the needle to me is more precious and valuable. The value of a thing depends on its utility, son, not on its cost-price or appearance."&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, there are two classes of people in the world-those who create dissensions and disharmony, who separate man from man; and those who bring about peace and harmony, who unite people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The former are generally the rich people, powerful politicians and kings; the latter are generally the poor devotees of God, the penniless wandering monks, and mendicants. The Lord makes use of both to carry on his function of providing the field for the evolution of individual souls. He throws down on the dust the mighty kings and millionaires who create wars and disharmony; and He keeps the poor, pious devotee over His own head. In His eyes the scale of values is entirely&lt;u&gt; different!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-7832085415907008152?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7832085415907008152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=7832085415907008152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7832085415907008152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7832085415907008152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/tailors-needle.html' title='The Tailor’s Needle'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj5ysaW7OUI/AAAAAAAABWE/W5IxyCA3XR0/s72-c/tailors+needles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3378521937084368139</id><published>2009-06-19T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:01:13.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bamboo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful story of bamboo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Motivational Story with Wisdom-'/><title type='text'>The Bamboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj51TR_4MWI/AAAAAAAABWk/NByYT9OIY4c/s1600-h/bamboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349842381472018786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj51TR_4MWI/AAAAAAAABWk/NByYT9OIY4c/s400/bamboo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, in the heart of the Western Kingdom, lay a beautiful garden. And there, in the cool of the day, the Master of the garden was wont to walk. Of all the denizens of the garden, the most beautiful and most beloved was gracious and noble bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;Year after year, bamboo grew yet more noble and gracious, conscious of his Master’s love and watchful delight, but modest and gentle withal. And often when the wind came to revel in the garden, Bamboo would cast aside his grave stateliness, to dance and play right merrily, tossing and swaying and leaping and bowing in joyous abandon, leading the Great Dance of the garden, Which most delighted the Master’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;Now, once upon a day, the Master himself drew near to contemplate his Bamboo with eyes of curious expectancy. And Bamboo, in a passion of adoration, bowed his great head to the ground in loving greeting. The Master spoke: "Bamboo, Bamboo, I would use you." Bamboo flung his head to the sky in utter delight. The day of days had come, the day for which he had been made, the day to which he had been growing hour by hour, the day in which he would find his completion and his destiny.&lt;br /&gt;His voice came low: "Master, I’m ready. Use me as Thou wilt." "Bamboo," – The Master’s voice was grave — "I would have to take you and cut you down!" A trembling of great horror shook Bamboo…"Cut …me… down ? Me.. who thou, Master, has made the most beautiful in all thy Garden…cut me down! Ah, not that. Not that. Use me for the joy, use me for the glory, oh master, but cut me not down!"&lt;br /&gt;Beloved Bamboo,"—The Master’s voice grew graver still—"If I cut you not down, I cannot use you."&lt;br /&gt;The garden grew still. Wind held his breath. Bamboo slowly bent his proud and glorious head. There was a whisper: "Master, if thou cannot use me other than to cut me down.. then do thy will and cut".&lt;br /&gt;"Bamboo, beloved Bamboo, I would cut your leaves and branches from you also".&lt;br /&gt;"Master, spare me. Cut me down and lay my beauty in the dust; but would thou also have to take from me, my leaves and branches too?" "Bamboo, if I cut them not away, I cannot use you." The Sun hid his face. A listening butterfly glided fearfully away. And Bamboo shivered in terrible expectancy, whispering low: "Master, cut away"&lt;br /&gt;"Bamboo, Bamboo, I would yet… split you in two and cut out your heart, for if I cut not so, I cannot use you." Then Bamboo bowed to the ground: "Master, Master… then cut and split."&lt;br /&gt;So did the Master of the garden took Bamboo…&lt;br /&gt;and cut him down…and hacked off his branches…and stripped off his leaves…and split him in two…and cut out his heart.&lt;br /&gt;And lifting him gently, carried him to where there was a spring of fresh sparkling water in the midst of his dry fields. Then putting one end of the broken Bamboo in the spring and the other end into the water channel in His field, the Master laid down gently his beloved Bamboo… And the spring sang welcome, and the clear sparkling waters raced joyously down the channel of bamboo’s torn body into the waiting fields. Then the rice was planted, and the days went by, and the shoots grew and the harvest came.&lt;br /&gt;In that day Bamboo, once so glorious in his stately beauty, was yet more glorious in his brokenness and humility. For in his beauty he was life abundant, but in his brokenness he became a channel of abundant life to his Master’s world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3378521937084368139?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3378521937084368139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3378521937084368139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3378521937084368139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3378521937084368139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/bamboo.html' title='The Bamboo'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sj51TR_4MWI/AAAAAAAABWk/NByYT9OIY4c/s72-c/bamboo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1282973734180797896</id><published>2009-06-17T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:50:19.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You are special'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20 dollar bill'/><title type='text'>You are special - Don’t ever forget it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sjj0jm4qkBI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZlCJtQ5O5rw/s1600-h/DOLLAR+BILL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348293450073280530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sjj0jm4qkBI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZlCJtQ5O5rw/s400/DOLLAR+BILL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a$20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, “Who would like this $20bill?”&lt;br /&gt;Hands started going up.&lt;br /&gt;He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first,let me do this.” He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up.&lt;br /&gt;He then asked, “Who still wants it?”&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands were up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;“Well,” he replied, “What if I do this?” And he dropped it onthe ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.&lt;br /&gt;He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. “Now who stillwants it?” Still the hands went into the air.&lt;br /&gt;“My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. Nomatter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it didnot decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, weare dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and thecircumstances that come our way.&lt;br /&gt;We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter whathas happened or what will happen, you will never lose yourvalue. You are special - Don’t ever forget it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-1282973734180797896?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1282973734180797896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1282973734180797896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1282973734180797896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1282973734180797896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-special-dont-ever-forget-it.html' title='You are special - Don’t ever forget it!'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sjj0jm4qkBI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZlCJtQ5O5rw/s72-c/DOLLAR+BILL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-7526871702781659409</id><published>2009-05-16T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:52:29.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game of five balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Game of Five Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6a2YUooAI/AAAAAAAABVs/rDbj8VS0RqA/s1600-h/5+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336372867513229314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6a2YUooAI/AAAAAAAABVs/rDbj8VS0RqA/s400/5+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6aRr0jjUI/AAAAAAAABVk/vdzu7-RYmbw/s1600-h/glass+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336372237092228418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6aRr0jjUI/AAAAAAAABVk/vdzu7-RYmbw/s400/glass+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five&lt;br /&gt;balls in the air. You name them - work, family, health, friends and spirit and you’re keeping all of these in the&lt;br /&gt;air.&lt;br /&gt;You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball.&lt;br /&gt;If you drop it, it will bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;But the other four Balls - family, health, friends and&lt;br /&gt;spirit - are made of glass. If you drop one of these; they&lt;br /&gt;will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even&lt;br /&gt;shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand&lt;br /&gt;that and strive for Balance in your life." &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/7564705736199625981-7526871702781659409?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7526871702781659409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=7526871702781659409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7526871702781659409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7526871702781659409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/game-of-five-balls.html' title='Game of Five Balls'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6a2YUooAI/AAAAAAAABVs/rDbj8VS0RqA/s72-c/5+ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-821084560549064654</id><published>2009-05-16T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:23:40.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free your mind from worrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man and educated son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Recession'/><title type='text'>True Recession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6T5woeTYI/AAAAAAAABVc/o6PI8H0Kmh0/s1600-h/hotdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336365228997102978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6T5woeTYI/AAAAAAAABVc/o6PI8H0Kmh0/s400/hotdog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6TmbDgPWI/AAAAAAAABVU/ASAllJk5k0I/s1600-h/recession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336364896787381602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6TmbDgPWI/AAAAAAAABVU/ASAllJk5k0I/s400/recession.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story is about a man who once upon a time was selling Hotdogs by the roadside. He was illiterate, so he never read newspapers. He was hard of hearing, so he never listened to the radio. His eyes were weak, so he never watched television. But enthusiastically, he sold lots of hotdogs. He was smart enough to offer some attractive schemes to increase his sales. His sales and profit went up. He ordered more a more raw material and buns and sold more. He recruited more supporting staff to serve more customers. He started offering home deliveries. Eventually he got himself a bigger and better stove. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As his business was growing, the son, who had recently graduated from college, joined his father.Then something strange happened. The son asked, "Dad, aren't you aware of the great recession that is coming our way?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The father replied, "No, but tell me about it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The son said, "The international situation is terrible. The domestic situation is even worse. We should be prepared for the coming bad times."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The man thought that since his son had been to college, read the papers, listened to the radio and watched TV. He ought to know and his advice should not be taken lightly. So the next day onwards, the father cut down the his raw material order and buns, took down the colorful signboard, removed all the special schemes he was offering to the customers and was no longer as enthusiastic. He reduced his staff strength by giving layoffs. Very soon, fewer and fewer people bothered to stop at his Hotdog stand. And his sales started coming down rapidly and so did the profit. The father said to his son, "Son, you were right". "We are in the middle of a recession and crisis. I am glad you warned me ahead of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Moral of the Story:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all in your MIND! And we actually FUEL this recession much more than we think.&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/7564705736199625981-821084560549064654?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/821084560549064654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=821084560549064654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/821084560549064654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/821084560549064654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/true-recession.html' title='True Recession'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Sg6T5woeTYI/AAAAAAAABVc/o6PI8H0Kmh0/s72-c/hotdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-5789718111200949143</id><published>2009-05-09T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:37:47.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love and Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filled with love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invite Love to be our guest'/><title type='text'>Wealth,  Success and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVqg8aSh6I/AAAAAAAABU8/Lk1sCfRbZAE/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333786447894972322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVqg8aSh6I/AAAAAAAABU8/Lk1sCfRbZAE/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVqZxP_YAI/AAAAAAAABU0/uVpJ888sdtI/s1600-h/Success.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333786324639899650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVqZxP_YAI/AAAAAAAABU0/uVpJ888sdtI/s400/Success.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVqSYkdH1I/AAAAAAAABUs/tAw6PQ6lFV4/s1600-h/wealth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333786197755764562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVqSYkdH1I/AAAAAAAABUs/tAw6PQ6lFV4/s400/wealth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said “I don’t think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat.”&lt;br /&gt;“Is the man of the house home?”, they asked.&lt;br /&gt;“No”, she replied. “He’s out.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then we cannot come in”, they replied.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;“Go tell them I am home and invite them in!”&lt;br /&gt;The woman went out and invited the men in”&lt;br /&gt;“We do not go into a House together,” they replied.&lt;br /&gt;“Why is that?” she asked.&lt;br /&gt;One of the old men explained: “His name is Wealth,” he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointing to another one, “He is Success, and I am Love.” Then he added, “Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home.”&lt;br /&gt;The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. “How nice!!”, he said. “Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!”&lt;br /&gt;His wife disagreed. “My dear, why don’t we invite Success?”&lt;br /&gt;Their daughter was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion: “Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!”&lt;br /&gt;“Let us heed our daughter’s advice,” said the husband to his wife.“Go out and invite Love to be our guest.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, “Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest.”&lt;br /&gt;Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success: “I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?”&lt;br /&gt;The old men replied together: “If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would’ve stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!! !”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-5789718111200949143?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5789718111200949143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=5789718111200949143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5789718111200949143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5789718111200949143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/wealth-success-and-love.html' title='Wealth,  Success and Love'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVqg8aSh6I/AAAAAAAABU8/Lk1sCfRbZAE/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-7227981190379919017</id><published>2009-05-09T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:24:18.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Horse and The Donkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valued company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cart horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deathless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithful Wife'/><title type='text'>The Horse and The Donkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVne0HJSBI/AAAAAAAABUc/IPs5fNC6-0o/s1600-h/donkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333783112772569106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVne0HJSBI/AAAAAAAABUc/IPs5fNC6-0o/s400/donkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVnB1LqPlI/AAAAAAAABUU/NmEg4oRIXNA/s1600-h/horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333782614843735634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVnB1LqPlI/AAAAAAAABUU/NmEg4oRIXNA/s400/horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once upon a time there were two cart-horses. They worked together for many years, pulling the cart of a peasant. Over the years, they often argued with each other, complaining that the other was not keeping to its side, or was going just a little too quickly or just a little too slow.&lt;br /&gt;One day, one of the two horses suddenly died.&lt;br /&gt;The remaining horse was very upset about this.&lt;br /&gt;It realized that in all the time that they had worked together, it had not once told the other horse how much it valued its company and its faithful help in pulling the cart. Now the chance was gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;The horse also reflected on all the squabbles they had had. It suddenly understood that it need not have taken offence as easily as it had done, that it need not have borne as many grudges, that it could have been less arrogant, in short, it realized that it had wasted all the energy that had been available for friendship and kindness on unworthy and unnecessary thoughts and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;The horse was ashamed and resolved to lead a different life in future. Whoever its new partner was going to be, things were going to be different.&lt;br /&gt;But time passed, and the horse forgot. One day, it caught itself in exactly the same kind of behavior that it had sworn never to engage in again.&lt;br /&gt;The horse could not understand why it had returned to its old ways.&lt;br /&gt;That evening, in the stable, the horse decided to seek out the peasant’s donkey, which had a reputation for wisdom among the animals.&lt;br /&gt;The donkey listened to the horse’s story. Eventually, it replied. "It is good that you have noticed what has happened. If you truly want to change, this is possible; but it will, for a long time, cost you your peace of mind. Are you prepared to accept this?"&lt;br /&gt;The horse replied that it definitely did not want to return to its old ways. Anything was better than that.&lt;br /&gt;So the donkey continued, "There is one very simple, and at the same time very hard thing that you have to do. Remember every day that one day, perhaps today, perhaps many years from now, you will die.&lt;br /&gt;Remember every day that the horse next to you will die.&lt;br /&gt;Remember every day that every other creature you will see, will one day die.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that all animals alive today are part of a wave, which will soon break and be lost on the beach forever, to be followed by a new wave, and another, and another.&lt;br /&gt;No wave is permanent. The only thing that is permanent is the ocean."&lt;br /&gt;There were tears in the horse’s eyes. The donkey continued, "Only if you remember death will you become strong-willed and alert enough not to postpone love. This is my advice to you, and in following it, perhaps one day you may come to know that which is deathless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7564705736199625981-7227981190379919017?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7227981190379919017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=7227981190379919017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7227981190379919017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7227981190379919017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/horse-and-donkey.html' title='The Horse and The Donkey'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVne0HJSBI/AAAAAAAABUc/IPs5fNC6-0o/s72-c/donkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-749248255190263339</id><published>2009-05-08T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:16:51.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i loved you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merchant and Four Wives'/><title type='text'>Merchant and Four Wives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVl_X8RwHI/AAAAAAAABUM/FO1DmQnICw0/s1600-h/rich+merchant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333781473123221618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVl_X8RwHI/AAAAAAAABUM/FO1DmQnICw0/s400/rich+merchant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He’s very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.&lt;br /&gt;He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant’s confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the merchant’s 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.&lt;br /&gt;One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I’ll be alone. How lonely I’ll be!"&lt;br /&gt;Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.&lt;br /&gt;The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant’s heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I’m going to remarry when you die!" The merchant’s heart sank and turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you’ve always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I’m sorry, I can’t help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out : "I’ll leave with you. I’ll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !"&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives&lt;br /&gt;a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it’ll leave us when we die.&lt;br /&gt;b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.&lt;br /&gt;c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we’re alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it’s a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we’re on our deathbed to lament &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-749248255190263339?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/749248255190263339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=749248255190263339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/749248255190263339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/749248255190263339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/merchant-and-four-wives.html' title='Merchant and Four Wives'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVl_X8RwHI/AAAAAAAABUM/FO1DmQnICw0/s72-c/rich+merchant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-5311348236114081221</id><published>2009-05-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:56:25.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self apraisal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive spirit'/><title type='text'>Self Apraisal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgMSrTyfwfI/AAAAAAAABT8/O1rysvAEEo4/s1600-h/apraisal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333126918992544242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgMSrTyfwfI/AAAAAAAABT8/O1rysvAEEo4/s400/apraisal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little boy went into a store, reached for a soda carton and pulled it over to the telephone. He climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits. The store owner observed and listened to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;The boy asked, "Maam, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?" The woman replied, "I already have someone to cut my lawn."&lt;br /&gt;"I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now." replied the boy. The woman responded that she was very satisfied with the person who was presently cutting her lawn.&lt;br /&gt;The little boy was even more perseverant and said, "I'll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of Palm beach , Florida ." Again the woman answered in the negative.&lt;br /&gt;With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;The store owner, who was listening to this conversation, walked over to the boy and said, "Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy replied, "No thanks, I was just checking my performance on the job I already have.. I am the one who is working for the lady I was talking to... :o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-5311348236114081221?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5311348236114081221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=5311348236114081221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5311348236114081221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5311348236114081221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/self-apraisal.html' title='Self Apraisal'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgMSrTyfwfI/AAAAAAAABT8/O1rysvAEEo4/s72-c/apraisal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1225044449718774212</id><published>2009-05-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:28:32.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get together'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Four frogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edge of river'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange thing'/><title type='text'>Four Frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVouoGKv7I/AAAAAAAABUk/SXkr6Au7lFs/s1600-h/four+frogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333784483936780210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVouoGKv7I/AAAAAAAABUk/SXkr6Au7lFs/s400/four+frogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four frogs sat upon a log that lay floating on the edge of a river. Suddenly the log was caught by the current and swept slowly down the stream.&lt;br /&gt;The frogs were delighted and absorbed, for never before had they sailed.&lt;br /&gt;At length the first frog spoke, and said, "This is indeed a most marvellous log. It moves as if alive. No such log was ever known before."&lt;br /&gt;Then the second frog spoke, and said, "Nay, my friend, the log is like other logs, and does not move. It is the river that is walking to the sea, and carries us and the log with it."&lt;br /&gt;And the third frog spoke, and said, "It is neither the log nor the river that moves. The moving is in our thinking. For without thought nothing moves."&lt;br /&gt;And the three frogs began to wrangle about what was really moving. The quarrel grew hotter and louder, but they could not agree.Then they turned to the fourth frog, who up to this time had been listening attentively but holding his peace, and they asked his opinion.&lt;br /&gt;And the fourth frog said, "Each of you is right, and none of you is wrong. The moving is in the log and the water and our thinking also."&lt;br /&gt;And the three frogs became very angry, for none of them was willing to admit that his was not the whole truth, and that the other two were not wholly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then a strange thing happened. The three frogs got together and pushed the fourth frog off the log into the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-1225044449718774212?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1225044449718774212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1225044449718774212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1225044449718774212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1225044449718774212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-frogs.html' title='Four Frogs'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SgVouoGKv7I/AAAAAAAABUk/SXkr6Au7lFs/s72-c/four+frogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1372933035354876811</id><published>2009-05-03T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T04:06:43.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15 Laws of Life From Swami Vivekananda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blame game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99 ways to love your mate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideals'/><title type='text'>15 Laws of Life From Swami Vivekananda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/inspirations/~3/2-7uJ0kWIYM/15-laws-of-life-from-swami-vivekananda.html" style="FONT-SIZE: 20px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif" target="_blank"&gt;15 Laws of Life From Swami Vivekananda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love Is The Law Of Life: All love is expansion, all selfishness is contraction. Love is therefore the only law of life. He who loves lives, he who is selfish is dying. Therefore, love for love’s sake, because it is law of life, just as you breathe to live.&lt;br /&gt;2. It’s Your Outlook That Matters: It is our own mental attitude, which makes the world what it is for us. Our thoughts make things beautiful, our thoughts make things ugly. The whole world is in our own minds. Learn to see things in the proper light.&lt;br /&gt;3. Life is Beautiful: First, believe in this world - that there is meaning behind everything. Everything in the world is good, is holy and beautiful. If you see something evil, think that you do not understand it in the right light. Throw the burden on yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;4. It’s The Way You Feel: Feel like Christ and you will be a Christ; feel like Buddha and you will be a Buddha. It is feeling that is the life, the strength, the vitality, without which no amount of intellectual activity can reach God.&lt;br /&gt;5. Set Yourself Free: The moment I have realised God sitting in the temple of every human body, the moment I stand in reverence before every human being and see God in him - that moment I am free from bondage, everything that binds vanishes, and I am free.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don’t Play The Blame Game: Condemn none: if you can stretch out a helping hand, do so. If you cannot, fold your hands, bless your brothers, and let them go their own way.&lt;br /&gt;7. Help Others: If money helps a man to do good to others, it is of some value; but if not, it is simply a mass of evil, and the sooner it is got rid of, the better.&lt;br /&gt;8. Uphold Your Ideals: Our duty is to encourage every one in his struggle to live up to his own highest idea, and strive at the same time to make the ideal as near as possible to the Truth.&lt;br /&gt;9. Listen To Your Soul: You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.&lt;br /&gt;10. Be Yourself: The greatest religion is to be true to your own nature. Have faith in yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;11. Nothing Is Impossible: Never think there is anything impossible for the soul. It is the greatest heresy to think so. If there is sin, this is the only sin - to say that you are weak, or others are weak.&lt;br /&gt;12. You Have The Power: All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.&lt;br /&gt;13. Learn Everyday: The goal of mankind is knowledge… now this knowledge is inherent in man. No knowledge comes from outside: it is all inside. What we say a man ‘knows’, should, in strict psychological language, be what he ‘discovers’ or ‘unveils’; what man ‘learns’ is really what he discovers by taking the cover off his own soul, which is a mine of infinite knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;14. Be Truthful: Everything can be sacrificed for truth, but truth cannot be sacrificed for anything.&lt;br /&gt;15. Think Different: All differences in this world are of degree, and not of kind, because oneness is the secret of everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-1372933035354876811?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1372933035354876811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1372933035354876811&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1372933035354876811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1372933035354876811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-laws-of-life-from-swami-vivekananda.html' title='15 Laws of Life From Swami Vivekananda'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4666731036295959549</id><published>2009-04-27T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:39:08.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 things about girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what girls feels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to manage girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sayings about girls. love'/><title type='text'>30 - What Girls Feels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SfX6JX3hHoI/AAAAAAAABT0/XRhEkVBK_Oc/s1600-h/cute_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329440772995489410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SfX6JX3hHoI/AAAAAAAABT0/XRhEkVBK_Oc/s400/cute_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't crying, it means she's crying in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;2. When she ignores you after you've done something wrong, it's best to give her some time to cool down before touching her heart with an apology.&lt;br /&gt;3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for her to 'get over him' after the relationship' s over.)&lt;br /&gt;4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on her mind every minute of the day, even though she flirts with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into her eyes, she will melt.&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually not sure how to react to them.&lt;br /&gt;7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very often, a girl would start thinking the guy likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go easy on the smiles and stare ok?&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break it to her gently.&lt;br /&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject her, leave her alone for a while. If you still treat her as a friend, talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls enjoy talking about what they feel. Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways of expressing themselves (which explains why most girls like writing journals).&lt;br /&gt;11. Never tell a girl that she is useless in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;12. Being too serious can turn a girl off.&lt;br /&gt;13. When the guy she likes calls her for the first time, the girl may act uninterested during the call. But as soon as the phone is back on the hook, she will whoop with joy and immediately start telephoning her friends to spread the news.&lt;br /&gt;14. A smile means a lot to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;15. If you like a girl, try making friends with her first. Let her get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;16. If a girl says she can't go out with you because she has to study, leave.&lt;br /&gt;17. But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay.&lt;br /&gt;18. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask her.&lt;br /&gt;19. Hearing the words "I love you" is a great reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;20. After a girl falls in love with a guy, she'll wonder why she never noticed him before.&lt;br /&gt;21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl, read romance stories.&lt;br /&gt;22. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her memory, but the guy she loves now stays in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;23. Girls love having fun!&lt;br /&gt;24. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day.&lt;br /&gt;25. A girl's best friends usually know best what she is feeling and going through.&lt;br /&gt;26. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to them just to get close to their 'prettier' friend.&lt;br /&gt;27. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl, in that order.&lt;br /&gt;28. Some girls care about looks, some care about brains, but ALL girls want a guy who will love and care for them.&lt;br /&gt;29. Girls want nothing more than to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;30. When class pictures come out, a girl would first check who is standing next to her crush before actually looking at herself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-4666731036295959549?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4666731036295959549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4666731036295959549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4666731036295959549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4666731036295959549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/30-what-girls-feels.html' title='30 - What Girls Feels'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SfX6JX3hHoI/AAAAAAAABT0/XRhEkVBK_Oc/s72-c/cute_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-631344935898657164</id><published>2009-04-16T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:50:32.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to ask boss to increase salary.'/><title type='text'>How to ask to increase salary</title><content type='html'>One day an employee sent a letter to his boss asking for an increase in his salary!!!&lt;br /&gt;        Dear Bo$$&lt;br /&gt;      In thi$ life, we all need $ome thing mo$t de$perately. I think you $hould be under$tanding of the need$ of u$ worker$ who have given $o much $upport including $weat and $ervice to your company.&lt;br /&gt;I am $ure you will gue$$ what I mean and re$pond $oon.     Your$ $incerely,          Norman $oh     &lt;br /&gt;The next day, the employee received this letter of reply:&lt;br /&gt;   Dear NOrman,&lt;br /&gt;    I kNOw you have been working very hard. NOwadays, NOthing much has changed. You must have NOticed that our company is NOt doing NOticeably well as yet.&lt;br /&gt;NOw the newspaper are saying the world`s leading ecoNOmists are NOt sure if the United States may go into aNOther recession. After the NOvember presidential elections things may turn bad.&lt;br /&gt;I have NOthing more to add NOw. You kNOw what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Manager&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-631344935898657164?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/631344935898657164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=631344935898657164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/631344935898657164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/631344935898657164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-ask-to-increase-salary.html' title='How to ask to increase salary'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8859770038470410732</id><published>2008-06-03T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:19:25.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing concepts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Types of Marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telemarketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Marketing'/><title type='text'>Types of Marketing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Marketing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Professor at Xavier's  was explaining marketing concepts:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-1496071971889382";&lt;br /&gt;/* 200x200, created 6/4/08 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "8316730170";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 200;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 200;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, "I am very rich.Marry me!"&lt;br /&gt;That's Direct Marketing.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says, "He's&lt;br /&gt;very rich.Marry him."&lt;br /&gt;That's Advertising.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and get her telephone number. The next day you&lt;br /&gt;call and say "Hi,I'm very rich.Marry me."&lt;br /&gt;That's Telemarketing.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. You get up and straighten&lt;br /&gt;your tie, you walk up to her and pour her a drink.&lt;br /&gt;You open the door for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer&lt;br /&gt;her a ride,and then say, "By the way, I'm very rich.Will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;That's Public Relations.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl.&lt;br /&gt;She walks up to yo! u and says, "You are very rich.."&lt;br /&gt;That's Brand  Recognition.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, "I'm rich.Marry me" She gives you a nice&lt;br /&gt;hard slap on your face.&lt;br /&gt;That's Customer Feedback !!!!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and say, "I am very rich.Marry me!" And she&lt;br /&gt;introduces you to her  husband&lt;br /&gt;That's Demand and supply gap.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party.&lt;br /&gt;You go up to her and before you say, "I am very rich.Marry me!" she&lt;br /&gt;turns her face towards you ------------ she is your wife !&lt;br /&gt;That's competition eating into your market share.&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/7564705736199625981-8859770038470410732?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8859770038470410732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8859770038470410732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8859770038470410732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8859770038470410732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/06/types-of-marketing.html' title='Types of Marketing'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8805757223504702179</id><published>2008-06-01T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:26:50.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mischievous Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disciplining children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where is GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preacher'/><title type='text'>Mischievous Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOSkbzlhQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3IG4TRSzLQw/s1600-h/Mischievousboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOSkbzlhQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3IG4TRSzLQw/s320/Mischievousboys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207166748807496962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, are excessively mischievous. They are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;always getting into trouble and their parents know all about it. If any&lt;br /&gt;mischief occurs in their town, the two boys are probably involved. The boys' mother heard that a preacher in town had been successful in&lt;br /&gt;disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the mother sent the 8 year old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the preacher in the afternoon. The preacher, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know where God is, son?" The boy's mouth dropped open, but he made no response,  sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone, "Where is God?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy's face and bellowed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is God?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, "what happened?" The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, "We are in&lt;br /&gt;BIG trouble this time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8805757223504702179?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8805757223504702179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8805757223504702179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8805757223504702179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8805757223504702179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/06/mischievous-brothers.html' title='Mischievous Brothers'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOSkbzlhQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3IG4TRSzLQw/s72-c/Mischievousboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-7106019523669430299</id><published>2008-05-28T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:25:39.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extream Pencil Art'/><title type='text'>Extream Pencil Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0k_XG_bmI/AAAAAAAAA4U/9HVbSE96cEY/s1600-h/pencilart005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvP27zlhPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OqRT0wN-CVI/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204982337030685938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If You Love Someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE ORIGINAL QUOTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;If you love someone ,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free...&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, she's yours,&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, she never was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE NEW VERSIONS..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Pessimist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she ever comes back, she's yours,&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, as expected, she never was&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Optimist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, she will come back.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Suspicious:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she ever comes back, ask her why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Impatient: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't come back within some time forget her.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patient: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't come back,&lt;br /&gt;continue to wait until she comes back ...&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playful:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;*If she comes back, and if you love her still, set her&lt;br /&gt;free again, repeat *&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C++ Programmer : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if(you-love(m_she)) /* m name of girlfriend */&lt;br /&gt;m_she.free()&lt;br /&gt;if(m_she == NULL)&lt;br /&gt;m_she = new CShe;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Animal-Rights Activist : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free,&lt;br /&gt;In fact, all living creatures deserve to be free!!&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lawyers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free,&lt;br /&gt;Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the Second Amendment&lt;br /&gt;of the Matrimonial&lt;br /&gt;Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Act  clearly states that...&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Software Engineer : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free,&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back,&lt;br /&gt;I think we can charge her for re-installation fees but&lt;br /&gt;tell her that she's also going to get an upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Biologist : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free,&lt;br /&gt;She'll evolve.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Statisticians : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free,&lt;br /&gt;If she loves you, the probability of her coming back&lt;br /&gt;is high&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, your relation was improbable anyway.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Schwarzenegger's fans : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free,&lt;br /&gt;SHE'LL BE BACK!&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Over possessive person : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;don't set her free.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HR specialist : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;set her free&lt;br /&gt;by Offering her VRS and other benefits Then out source&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;MBA : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;set her free&lt;br /&gt;instantaneously and look for others simultaneously&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Psychologist : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;set her free&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back her super ego is dominant&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't come back her id is supreme&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't go, she must be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Somnabulist : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;set her free&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back it's a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, you must be dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ERP functional expert : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;set her free&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, map her into your system&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, carry out a gap-fit analysis&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Finance expert : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;set her free&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, its time to look for fresh loans&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, write her off as an asset gone bad.&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marketing Specialist :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone&lt;br /&gt;set her free&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back she has brand loyalty&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, reposition the brand in new market&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-6838101455701497788?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6838101455701497788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=6838101455701497788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6838101455701497788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6838101455701497788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-you-love-someone-old-and-new.html' title='If You Love Someone - Old and New Versions of Quote'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvP27zlhPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OqRT0wN-CVI/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-6080837258837756515</id><published>2008-05-22T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:47:02.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual illusions'/><title type='text'>Illussions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0b0XG_bcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/AnmE0LyG2zU/s1600-h/illusion3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0b0XG_bcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/AnmE0LyG2zU/s400/illusion3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205347330680647106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0bmHG_bbI/AAAAAAAAA28/z_5vFnH16eA/s1600-h/illusion2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0bmHG_bbI/AAAAAAAAA28/z_5vFnH16eA/s400/illusion2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205347085867511218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0beXG_baI/AAAAAAAAA20/bV87uEvdqeY/s1600-h/illusion11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0beXG_baI/AAAAAAAAA20/bV87uEvdqeY/s400/illusion11.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205346952723525026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-6080837258837756515?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6080837258837756515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=6080837258837756515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6080837258837756515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6080837258837756515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/illussions.html' title='Illussions'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SD0b0XG_bcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/AnmE0LyG2zU/s72-c/illusion3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8154427023071622</id><published>2008-05-20T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T02:01:01.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain teasers'/><title type='text'>BRAIN TEASERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Chiller;font-size:7;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: navy; font-family: Chiller;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;       1. What is the easiest way to throw a ball, have it stop, and completely reverse direction after traveling a short distance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       2. What is at the beginning of eternity, the end of time, the beginning of every end, and the end of every place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       3. When things go wrong, what can you always count on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       4. What is always behind you but you can never touch it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       5. I am never the first to speak but I am always the last to be heard. Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       6. We were born of the same mother, on the same day, at the same hour and in the same year. Yet we are not twins. How do you explain this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       7. Two fathers and two sons were seated round a table. There were four apples on the table. Each of them took one apple and ate it entirely yet there was still one apple left on the table. How was this possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       8. Before Mount Everest was discovered which was the highest mountain in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       9. Here everything is not always in order. For example, Friday comes before Thursday, the cart comes before the horse, the driver comes before the employer. Where are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      10. When I am alive I stay put where I am. It is only when I am dead that I move about here and there. Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      11. How can you be behind a person when that person is also behind you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Answers below – change font color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Throw the ball straight up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘e’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Your fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;The past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;An echo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;They are triplets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;There were only three persons at the table comprising a grandfather, his son and his grandson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Mount Everest, of course. It was always there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;In a dictionary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;A leaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Put yourself back to back of each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 10pt; color: blue; line-height: 200%; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8154427023071622?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8154427023071622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8154427023071622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8154427023071622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8154427023071622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/brain-teasers.html' title='BRAIN TEASERS'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8290081964279857060</id><published>2008-05-15T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:55:46.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Effective communication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny story'/><title type='text'>Effective communication....Funny story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jack and Max are walking from religious service. Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; wonders whether it would be all right to smoke while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Max replies, "Why don't you ask the Priest?" So Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; goes up to the Priest and asks, "Priest, may I smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; while I pray?" But the Priest says, "No, my son, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; may not. That's utter disrespect to our religion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jack goes back to his friend and tells him what the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; good Priest told him. Max says, "I'm not surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You asked the wrong question. Let me try." And so Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; goes up to the Priest and asks, "Priest, may I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; while I smoke?" To which the Priest eagerly replies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; "By all means, my son. By all means."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Moral : The reply you get depends on the question you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; For Example : Can I work on this project while I'm on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; vacation ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8290081964279857060?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8290081964279857060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8290081964279857060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8290081964279857060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8290081964279857060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/effective-communicationfunny-story.html' title='Effective communication....Funny story'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-2086987241336339366</id><published>2008-05-11T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:39:05.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going to bed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother and dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why we love mother'/><title type='text'>Why we love mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOVYrzlhRI/AAAAAAAAABA/j7NyxZHn_3c/s1600-h/motherand+child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOVYrzlhRI/AAAAAAAAABA/j7NyxZHn_3c/s320/motherand+child.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207169845478917394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 64); text-decoration: none;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 64); text-decoration: none;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 64); text-decoration: none;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 64); text-decoration: none;font-size:13;" &gt;Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, "I'm tired, and it's getting late. I think I'll go to bed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer for supper the following evening, checked the cereal box levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the table and started the coffee pot for brewing the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of clothes into the washer, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked up the game pieces left on the table, put the phone back on the charger and put the telephone book into the drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom. She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted out some cash for the field trip, and pulled a textbook out from hiding under the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She signed a birthday card for a friend, addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note for the grocery store. She put both near her purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom then washed her face with 3 in 1 cleanser, put on her Night solution &amp;amp; age fighting moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth and filed her nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad called out, "I thought you were going to bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on my way," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put some water into the dog's dish and put the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked and the patio light was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked in on each of the kids and turned out their bedside lamps and TVs, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks into the hamper, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her own room, she set the alarm; laid out clothing for the next day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her 6 most important things to do list. She said her prayers, and visualized the accomplishment of her goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that time, Dad turned off the TV and announced to no one in particular. "I'm going to bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he did...without another thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-2086987241336339366?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2086987241336339366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=2086987241336339366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2086987241336339366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2086987241336339366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-we-love-mother.html' title='Why we love mother'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOVYrzlhRI/AAAAAAAAABA/j7NyxZHn_3c/s72-c/motherand+child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-2126441199829457749</id><published>2008-05-10T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:45:09.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel of a child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Angel of a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOW1LzlhSI/AAAAAAAAABI/EKXMqN6-XFM/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOW1LzlhSI/AAAAAAAAABI/EKXMqN6-XFM/s320/angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207171434616816930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day the child asked God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"They tell me you are going to send me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God replied, "Among the many angels, I have chosen one for you. she will be waiting for you and will take care of you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But said the child, "tell me here in Heaven I don't do anything else but sing and smile. That's what I need to be happy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God said, "Your angel will sing for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be happy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And, said the child, ”How am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don’t know the language that men talk?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;”That's easy", God, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The child looked up at God saying, ”And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God smiled at the child saying, "your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The child said, "I've heard on earth there are bad men. who will protect me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God put his arm around the child, saying, "your angel will defend you, even if it means risking life!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The child looked sad, saying, "But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God hugged the child, "Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The child in a hurry, asked softly, "Oh God, if I am about to leave now please tell me my angel's name!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God replied, "Your angel's name is of no importance... you will simply call her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;MOMMY !!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-2126441199829457749?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2126441199829457749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=2126441199829457749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2126441199829457749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2126441199829457749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/06/angel-of-child.html' title='Angel of a child'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SEOW1LzlhSI/AAAAAAAAABI/EKXMqN6-XFM/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8355517038051946219</id><published>2008-05-10T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:24:36.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story of Two Patients- Heart Touching Story'/><title type='text'>Story of Two Patients- Heart Touching Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end.They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up,he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although the other man couldn’t hear the band - he could see it. In his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#006600" size="5"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations” “Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Today is a gift, that’s why it is called the present.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8355517038051946219?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8355517038051946219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8355517038051946219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8355517038051946219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8355517038051946219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/story-of-two-patients-heart-touching.html' title='Story of Two Patients- Heart Touching Story'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3201198584500733707</id><published>2008-05-10T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:53:06.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice dragon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice palace'/><title type='text'>ICE ART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvL4LzlhOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/VpJ1yvn3r0U/s1600-h/icepalace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvL4LzlhOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/VpJ1yvn3r0U/s320/icepalace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204977960459011298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvLrbzlhNI/AAAAAAAAAAg/xe8o_iO0N2A/s1600-h/iceart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvLrbzlhNI/AAAAAAAAAAg/xe8o_iO0N2A/s320/iceart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204977741415679186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvLibzlhMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jp9xyqshPYQ/s1600-h/ice+creation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvLibzlhMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jp9xyqshPYQ/s320/ice+creation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204977586796856514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvLU7zlhLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/RFG2vtDp57U/s1600-h/ice+art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvLU7zlhLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/RFG2vtDp57U/s320/ice+art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204977354868622514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;ICE Dragon, ice palace, ice villa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3201198584500733707?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3201198584500733707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3201198584500733707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3201198584500733707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3201198584500733707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/ice-art.html' title='ICE ART'/><author><name>words4mind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15637401361020817176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nTo65BbbKEg/SDvL4LzlhOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/VpJ1yvn3r0U/s72-c/icepalace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-2515995532650771830</id><published>2008-05-03T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T05:49:53.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Effective Apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commitment to change'/><title type='text'>5 Steps to an Effective Apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SCGlRRKb_gI/AAAAAAAAA2s/wStWeDR5lFg/s1600-h/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197617161045802498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SCGlRRKb_gI/AAAAAAAAA2s/wStWeDR5lFg/s400/sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. Make it genuine -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Anyone can spot a false apology and it will do more harm than good. A genuine apology is aimed solely at taking responsibility and overcoming a disturbance. There are no hidden obligations or expectations attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2.Don’t justify your actions -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you are busy explaining why you did what you did, it will start to sound like you aren’t apologizing at all, that you aren’t ready to take responsibility. A brief explanation may help understanding, while a justification may just fuel the disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3.Make a commitment to change -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you can’t confirm that you mean to improve, then you aren’t committed to an apology. If you aren’t committed to changing your habit of getting home late, don’t say “Sorry I am home late”. This will be a hollow and ineffective apology. You are better off thanking the other person, “Thanks for putting up with me coming home so late. I appreciate it” and taking it from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4.Phrased you apology carefully -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Make sure the other person knows why you are apologizing. “I was passing by so I thought I’d drop in and say sorry” is a lot different to “I wanted to come and apologize because I really do care about this relationship”. Don’t fake it. If you have a good reason to keep the relationship alive the other person will want to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5.Be prepared for an awkward conclusion -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; While sometimes an apology is followed straight away by a counter apology and peace and flowers and little birds carrying banners of love through the air, not everyone reacts this way. Some people will behave indifferently, some will behave coldly, and some will react in a downright hostile way. This is out of your control. You have made the step to apologize. Doing it in a productive way is the best you can do. Maybe the other person will appreciate it now, later, or never. No matter what, you have done your bit and you can relax. The rest is up to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-2515995532650771830?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2515995532650771830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=2515995532650771830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2515995532650771830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2515995532650771830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/05/5-steps-to-effective-apology.html' title='5 Steps to an Effective Apology'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SCGlRRKb_gI/AAAAAAAAA2s/wStWeDR5lFg/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1588100096937263970</id><published>2008-05-01T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T05:35:27.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Posture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 Ways to Build Self Confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dress Sharp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>10 Ways to Build Self Confidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SCGhaRKb_fI/AAAAAAAAA2k/OgUBpCFLKng/s1600-h/selfconfidence.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197612917618114034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SCGhaRKb_fI/AAAAAAAAA2k/OgUBpCFLKng/s400/selfconfidence.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self confidence is the difference between feeling unstoppable and feeling scared out of your wits. Your perception of yourself has an enormous impact on how others perceive you. Perception is reality — the more self confidence you have, the more likely it is you’ll succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Although many of the factors affecting self confidence are beyond your control, there are a number of things you can consciously do to build self confidence. By using these 10 strategies you can get the mental edge you need to reach your potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Dress Sharp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although clothes don’t make the man, they certainly affect the way he feels about himself. No one is more conscious of your physical appearance than you are. When you don’t look good, it changes the way you carry yourself and interact with other people. Use this to your advantage by taking care of your personal appearance. In most cases, significant improvements can be made by bathing and shaving frequently, wearing clean clothes, and being cognizant of the latest styles.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn’t mean you need to spend a lot on clothes. One great rule to follow is “spend twice as much, buy half as much”. Rather than buying a bunch of cheap clothes, buy half as many select, high quality items. In long run this decreases spending because expensive clothes wear out less easily and stay in style longer than cheap clothes. Buying less also helps reduce the clutter in your closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Walk Faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One of the easiest ways to tell how a person feels about herself is to examine her walk. Is it slow? tired? painful? Or is it energetic and purposeful? People with confidence walk quickly. They have places to go, people to see, and important work to do. Even if you aren’t in a hurry, you can increase your self confidence by putting some pep in your step. Walking 25% faster will make to you look and feel more important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Good Posture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, the way a person carries herself tells a story. People with slumped shoulders and lethargic movements display a lack of self confidence. They aren’t enthusiastic about what they’re doing and they don’t consider themselves important. By practicing good posture, you’ll automatically feel more confident. Stand up straight, keep your head up, and make eye contact. You’ll make a positive impression on others and instantly feel more alert and empowered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Personal Commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One of the best ways to build confidence is listening to a motivational speech. Unfortunately, opportunities to listen to a great speaker are few and far between. You can fill this need by creating a personal commercial. Write a 30-60 second speech that highlights your strengths and goals. Then recite it in front of the mirror aloud (or inside your head if you prefer) whenever you need a confidence boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Gratitude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you focus too much on what you want, the mind creates reasons why you can’t have it. This leads you to dwell on your weaknesses. The best way to avoid this is consciously focusing on gratitude. Set aside time each day to mentally list everything you have to be grateful for. Recall your past successes, unique skills, loving relationships, and positive momentum. You’ll be amazed how much you have going for you and motivated to take that next step towards success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Compliment other people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we think negatively about ourselves, we often project that feeling on to others in the form of insults and gossip. To break this cycle of negativity, get in the habit of praising other people. Refuse to engage in backstabbing gossip and make an effort to compliment those around you. In the process, you’ll become well liked and build self confidence. By looking for the best in others, you indirectly bring out the best in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Sit in the front row&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In schools, offices, and public assemblies around the world, people constantly strive to sit at the back of the room. Most people prefer the back because they’re afraid of being noticed. This reflects a lack of self confidence. By deciding to sit in the front row, you can get over this irrational fear and build your self confidence. You’ll also be more visible to the important people talking from the front of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Speak up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During group discussions many people never speak up because they’re afraid that people will judge them for saying something stupid. This fear isn’t really justified. Generally, people are much more accepting than we imagine. In fact most people are dealing with the exact same fears. By making an effort to speak up at least once in every group discussion, you’ll become a better public speaker, more confident in your own thoughts, and recognized as a leader by your peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Work out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the same lines as personal appearance, physical fitness has a huge effect on self confidence. If you’re out of shape, you’ll feel insecure, unattractive, and less energetic. By working out, you improve your physcial appearance, energize yourself, and accomplish something positive. Having the discipline to work out not only makes you feel better, it creates positive momentum that you can build on the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Focus on contribution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often we get caught up in our own desires. We focus too much on ourselves and not enough on the needs of other people. If you stop thinking about yourself and concentrate on the contribution you’re making to the rest of the world, you won’t worry as much about you own flaws. This will increase self confidence and allow you to contribute with maximum efficiency. 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alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SAIPikl1wGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3d7CC0OfKTU/s400/lovemate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Collection of romantic love tips and advice to spice up your romantic relationship or have your bond tighten even more. These romantic tips will help you make days that you will remember. Scroll down to see the 99 ways to love your Mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99 Ways to Love Your Mate&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Hug them.&lt;br /&gt;2. Write a love note.&lt;br /&gt;3. Call them at work just to say "Hi."&lt;br /&gt;4. Give them a foot massage.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell them a joke.&lt;br /&gt;6.Caress them with slow gentle strokes.&lt;br /&gt;7. Go for a walk with them.&lt;br /&gt;8. Send them a "happy gram."&lt;br /&gt;9. Admit your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;10. Say: "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;11. Indulge a whim.&lt;br /&gt;12. Listen to them talk about an interest of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;13. Be trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;14. Instead of complaining, tell them what you would prefer.&lt;br /&gt;15. Look at them when you're in a discussion.&lt;br /&gt;16. Send flowers.&lt;br /&gt;17. Compliment something they did.&lt;br /&gt;18. Offer to help.&lt;br /&gt;19. Ask them to show you how to do something.&lt;br /&gt;20. Call when you are going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;21. Take them out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;22. Write them a poem about how special they are.&lt;br /&gt;23. Cut out a cartoon they'll enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;24. Ask them what they'd like sexually.&lt;br /&gt;25. Go shopping together.&lt;br /&gt;26. Take an afternoon drive.&lt;br /&gt;27. Cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;28. Put your arm around them in front of others.&lt;br /&gt;29. Take them out on a surprise date.&lt;br /&gt;30. Do something they want to do.&lt;br /&gt;31. Listen.&lt;br /&gt;32. Plan a candle light dinner.&lt;br /&gt;33. Look at old photos together.&lt;br /&gt;34. Serve them breakfast in bed.&lt;br /&gt;35. Hold hands.&lt;br /&gt;36. Share sexual fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;37. Do a work project together.&lt;br /&gt;38. Rub their back.&lt;br /&gt;39. Take a shower together.&lt;br /&gt;40. Carry their photo in your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;41. Go away together for a weekend holiday.&lt;br /&gt;42. Kiss them.&lt;br /&gt;43. Smile more when you look at them.&lt;br /&gt;44. Go for a bicycle ride together.&lt;br /&gt;45. Surprise them with "special" attire.&lt;br /&gt;46. plan a picnic lunch.&lt;br /&gt;47. Read something together about how to have a better relationship.&lt;br /&gt;48. Repeat what they say before answering.&lt;br /&gt;49. Say "Good morning" first.&lt;br /&gt;50. Ask if they have a few minutes first before interrupting.&lt;br /&gt;51. Send them a card.&lt;br /&gt;52. surprise them with a gift when it's a non-holiday.&lt;br /&gt;53. Cook them a favorite meal.&lt;br /&gt;54. Try a new restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;55. Ask them how they feel.&lt;br /&gt;56. Let them know when you are proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;57. Ask for their opinion.&lt;br /&gt;58. Turn on some romantic music.&lt;br /&gt;59. Dedicate a song to them.&lt;br /&gt;60. Send them a balloon bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;61. Watch a sunset together.&lt;br /&gt;62. Play a game together.&lt;br /&gt;63. Have them teach you something they know.&lt;br /&gt;64. Tell them they have the night off.&lt;br /&gt;65. Go to a movie they select.&lt;br /&gt;66. Ask them for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;67. Wear some new cologne.&lt;br /&gt;68. Discuss future plans with them.&lt;br /&gt;69. Ask if you can help when they look sad.&lt;br /&gt;70. Ask them about their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;71. Meet them for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;72. Enlarge a scenic photo of a place you've shared.&lt;br /&gt;73. Give them a gift certificate for their favorite store.&lt;br /&gt;74. Tell them what you like about them.&lt;br /&gt;75. Buy them a new perfume.&lt;br /&gt;76. Take them to a scenic spot.&lt;br /&gt;77. Send them a gourmet gift basket.&lt;br /&gt;78.Send them a joke card.&lt;br /&gt;79. Let them know when you've thought of them during the day.&lt;br /&gt;80. Buy them a toy.&lt;br /&gt;81. Compliment them to their friends.&lt;br /&gt;82. Bring them a thirst quenching drink.&lt;br /&gt;83. Tell them when they look attractive.&lt;br /&gt;84. Send them a post card.&lt;br /&gt;85. Invite them to a secret rendezvous.&lt;br /&gt;86. Give them a massage.&lt;br /&gt;87. Take a lesson with them.&lt;br /&gt;88. Look at photos together of when you met.&lt;br /&gt;89. Plan a vacation with them.&lt;br /&gt;90. Listen openly to their opposing opinion.&lt;br /&gt;91. Buy them a new piece of jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;92. Watch a TV show they like with them&lt;br /&gt;93. Write them a letter.&lt;br /&gt;94. Listen to music with them, such as an old favorite.&lt;br /&gt;95. Whisper sweet nothings in their ear.&lt;br /&gt;96. Tell them what you like that they do.&lt;br /&gt;97 .Give a head massage.&lt;br /&gt;98. Invite them to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;99. 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/SAcVtEl1wHI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ycEMDnCdbNg/s400/bestfriend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: calls your parents by mr. and mrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: calls your parents dad and mom.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: has never seen you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: has always had the best shoulder to cry on&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: never asks for anything to eat or drink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: opens the fridge and makes herself at home&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: asks you to write down your number. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: they ask you for their number (cuz! they can't remember it)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: has a closet full of your stuff&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: only knows a few things about you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: could write a biography on your life story&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: will always go with you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: would not to suggest their friends to see this page &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: will suggest to must look this page, all of their online buddies&lt;/strong&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/7564705736199625981-140085226090730579?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R8ZvPy1f3OI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-MBdCObmrSI/s1600-h/friendsforever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171943539216473314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R8ZvPy1f3OI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-MBdCObmrSI/s400/friendsforever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two inseparable friends, Sam and Jason, met with an accident on their way to Boston City. The following morning, Jason woke up blind and Sam was still unconscious. Dr. Berkeley was standing at his bedside looking at his health chart and medications with a thoughtful expression on his face. When he saw Sam awake, he beamed at him and asked." How are you feeling today Sam?" Sam tried to put up a brave face and smiled back saying, "absolutely wonderful Doctor. I am very grateful for all that you have done for me. "Dr Berkeley was moved at Sam's deed. All that he could say was, "You are a very brave man Sam and God will make it up to you in one way or another". While he was moving on to the next patient, Sam called back at him almost pleading, "promise me you won't tell Jason anything".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You know I won't do that. Trust me." and walked away."Thank you " whispered Sam. He smiled and looked up in prayer " I hope I live up to your ideas...please give me the strength to be able to go through this..Amen"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Months later when Jason had recuperated considerably, he stopped hanging around with Sam. He felt discouraged and embarrassed to spend time with a disabled person like Sam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam was lonely and disheartened ,since he didn't have any body else other than Jason to count on. Things went from bad to worse. And one day Sam died in despair. When Jason was called on his burial, he found a letter waiting for him. Dr Berkeley gave it to him with an expressionless face and said" This is for you Jason. Sam had asked me to give it to you when he was gone". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the letter he had said: " Dear Jason, I have kept my promise in the end to lend you my eyes if anything had happened to them. Now there is nothing more that I can ask from God, than the fact ,that will see the world through my eyes. You will always be my best friend........Sam".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When he had finished reading Dr. Berkeley said " I had promised Sam to keep his sacrifice he made a secret from you. But now I wish I didn't stick it Because I don't think It was worthy it" . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All that was left for Jason while he stood there was tears of regret and memories of Sam for the rest of his life . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lesson of the story: No matter what If we make a friend, we should stick by him till the end. 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However bridge building experts throughout the world thought that this was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget the idea. It just could not be done. It was not practical. It had never been done before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roebling could not ignore the vision he had in his mind of this bridge. He thought about it all the time and he knew deep in his heart that it could be done. He just had to share the dream with someone else. After much discussion and persuasion he managed to convince his son Washington, an up and coming engineer, that the bridge in fact could be built. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working together for the first time, the father and son developed concepts of how it could be accomplished and how the obstacles could be overcome. With great excitement and inspiration, and the headiness of a wild challenge before them, they hired their crew and began to build their dream bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The project started well, but when it was only a few months underway a tragic accident on the site took the life of John Roebling. Washington was injured and left with a certain amount of brain damage, which resulted in him not being able to walk or talk or even move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We told them so."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Crazy men and their crazy dreams."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It`s foolish to chase wild visions."&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had a negative comment to make and felt that the project should be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones who knew how the bridge could be built. In spite of his handicap Washington was never discouraged and still had a burning desire to complete the bridge and his mind was still as sharp as ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He tried to inspire and pass on his enthusiasm to some of his friends, but they were too daunted by the task. As he lay on his bed in his hospital room, with the sunlight streaming through the windows, a gentle breeze blew the flimsy white curtains apart and he was able to see the sky and the tops of the trees outside for just a moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seemed that there was a message for him not to give up. Suddenly an idea hit him. All he could do was move one finger and he decided to make the best use of it. By moving this, he slowly developed a code of communication with his wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He touched his wife's arm with that finger, indicating to her that he wanted her to call the engineers again. Then he used the same method of tapping her arm to tell the engineers what to do. It seemed foolish but the project was under way again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions with his finger on his wife's arm, until the bridge was finally completed. Today the spectacular Brooklyn Bridge stands in all its glory as a tribute to the triumph of one man's indomitable spirit and his determination not to be defeated by circumstances. It is also a tribute to the engineers and their team work, and to their faith in a man who was considered mad by half the world. It stands too as a tangible monument to the love and devotion of his wife who for 13 long years patiently decoded the messages of her husband and told the engineers what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Perhaps this is one of the best examples of a never-say-die attitude that overcomes a terrible physical handicap and achieves an impossible goal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often when we face obstacles in our day-to-day life, our hurdles seem very small in comparison to what many others have to face. The Brooklyn Bridge shows us that dreams that seem impossible can be realised with determination and persistence, no matter what the odds are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even the most distant dream can be realized with determination and persistence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7564705736199625981-8818856604984430144?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8818856604984430144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8818856604984430144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8818856604984430144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8818856604984430144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/determination.html' title='DETERMINATION'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R8Ztsi1f3NI/AAAAAAAAAts/f1HV4f-5MWU/s72-c/NYC_New_York_Brooklyn_Bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3559521105181753352</id><published>2008-02-02T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T03:46:18.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PUPPIES FOR SALE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivating story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need someone who understands'/><title type='text'>PUPPIES FOR SALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Inspiring Story, motivating story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.&lt;br /&gt;Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies." "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."&lt;br /&gt;The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?""Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle,"Here,Dolly!" he called.Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.&lt;br /&gt;As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up...."I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.&lt;br /&gt;The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself To a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need Someone who understands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The world is full of people who need someone who understands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting Posts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html"&gt;Microsoft Office Boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html"&gt;The Wooden Bowl -Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-do-bussiness.html"&gt;How to do bussiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/coffee-art.html"&gt;Coffee Art&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-thankful-for-what-you-have-and-who.html"&gt;Be thankful for what you have and who you are.&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/salty-coffee-touching-story.html"&gt;Salty Coffee-Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-quotes-by-famous-people.html"&gt;Love Quotes by Famous People&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-fried-inspiring-story.html"&gt;Best friend -Inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/silent-love-touching-love-story.html"&gt;A Silent Love (touching love story)&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/motivational-story-with-wisdom-dreams.html"&gt;A Motivational Story with Wisdom- Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-knew-you-would-come.html"&gt;I KNEW YOU WOULD COME&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - motivating story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-god-from-boy.html"&gt;Letter to God from a boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithful-wife.html"&gt;Faithful Wife&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-software-engineer-husband.html"&gt;Letter to a software engineer husband&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-thoughts.html"&gt;Love Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/lessons-from-pencil.html"&gt;Lessons from Pencil&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-silent-love.html"&gt;Deep Silent Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/express-your-love.html"&gt;Express Your Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-seven-wonders.html"&gt;Real Seven wonders&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/abcd-of-friendship.html"&gt;ABCD of Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/bset-friends.html"&gt;Bset Friends&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3559521105181753352?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3559521105181753352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3559521105181753352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3559521105181753352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3559521105181753352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/puppies-for-sale.html' title='PUPPIES FOR SALE'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3388157463225698992</id><published>2008-02-01T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T03:47:51.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merchant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='status'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Four wives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithful Wife'/><title type='text'>Four Wives</title><content type='html'>There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.&lt;br /&gt;He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.&lt;br /&gt;One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"&lt;br /&gt;Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.&lt;br /&gt;The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !"&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.&lt;br /&gt;b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.&lt;br /&gt;c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHER POSTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcd-of-happiness.html"&gt;ABCD of Happiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-to-keep-in-mind.html"&gt;Thoughts to keep in mind&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html"&gt;ABC of success&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html"&gt;Microsoft Office Boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html"&gt;The Wooden Bowl -Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-do-bussiness.html"&gt;How to do bussiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/coffee-art.html"&gt;Coffee Art&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-thankful-for-what-you-have-and-who.html"&gt;Be thankful for what you have and who you are.&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/salty-coffee-touching-story.html"&gt;Salty Coffee-Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-quotes-by-famous-people.html"&gt;Love Quotes by Famous People&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-fried-inspiring-story.html"&gt;Best friend -Inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/silent-love-touching-love-story.html"&gt;A Silent Love (touching love story)&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/motivational-story-with-wisdom-dreams.html"&gt;A Motivational Story with Wisdom- Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-knew-you-would-come.html"&gt;I KNEW YOU WOULD COME&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - motivating story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-god-from-boy.html"&gt;Letter to God from a boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithful-wife.html"&gt;Faithful Wife&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-software-engineer-husband.html"&gt;Letter to a software engineer husband&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-thoughts.html"&gt;Love Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/lessons-from-pencil.html"&gt;Lessons from Pencil&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-silent-love.html"&gt;Deep Silent Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3388157463225698992?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3388157463225698992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3388157463225698992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3388157463225698992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3388157463225698992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/four-wives.html' title='Four Wives'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-2189478545283159803</id><published>2008-01-28T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T03:49:06.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before and after marriage'/><title type='text'>Before and After Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before marriage....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Yes. At last. It was so hard to wait.&lt;br /&gt;She: Do you want me to leave?&lt;br /&gt;He: No! Don't even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;She: Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;He: Of course! Over and over!&lt;br /&gt;She: Have you ever cheated on me?&lt;br /&gt;He: No! Why are you even asking?&lt;br /&gt;She: Will you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;He: Every chance I get.&lt;br /&gt;She: Will you hit me?&lt;br /&gt;He: Are you crazy! I'm not that kind of person!&lt;br /&gt;She: Can I trust you?&lt;br /&gt;He: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;She: Darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After marriage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply read from bottom to top. Enjoy !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OTHER POSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/acronym-for-enthusiasm.html"&gt;An acronym for enthusiasm&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-is-do-it-yourself-project.html"&gt;Life is a Do-It-Yourself Project&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/goodwill-fund.html"&gt;Goodwill Fund&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/donkeys-story.html"&gt;A Donkey's Story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams.html"&gt;Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcd-of-happiness.html"&gt;ABCD of Happiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-to-keep-in-mind.html"&gt;Thoughts to keep in mind&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt; 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They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty."&lt;br /&gt;Then the second tree said, "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull."&lt;br /&gt;Finally the third tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me."&lt;br /&gt;After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter" ... and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.&lt;br /&gt;At the second tree a woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.&lt;br /&gt;When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, "I don't need anything special from my tree so I'll take this one", and he cut it down.&lt;br /&gt;When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time. Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "Peace" and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OTHER INTERESTING POSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-software-engineer-husband.html"&gt;Letter to a software engineer husband&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-thoughts.html"&gt;Love Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/lessons-from-pencil.html"&gt;Lessons from Pencil&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-silent-love.html"&gt;Deep Silent Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/express-your-love.html"&gt;Express Your Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-seven-wonders.html"&gt;Real Seven wonders&lt;/a&gt; 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My daddy can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five years old:&lt;/strong&gt; My daddy knows a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six years old:&lt;/strong&gt; My dad is smarter than your dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight years old:&lt;/strong&gt; My dad doesn't know exactly everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ten years old:&lt;/strong&gt; In the olden days, when my dad grew up, things were sure different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twelve years old:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, well, naturally, Dad doesn't know anything about that. He is too old to remember his childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourteen years old:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't pay any attention to my dad. He is so old-fashioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twenty-one years old:&lt;/strong&gt; Him? My Lord, he's hopelessly out of date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twenty-five years old:&lt;/strong&gt; Dad knows about it, but then he should, because he has been around so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirty years old:&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks. After all, he's had a lot of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirty-five years old:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not doing a single thing until I talk to Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forty years old:&lt;/strong&gt; I wonder how Dad would have handled it. He was so wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifty years old:&lt;/strong&gt; I'd give anything if Dad were here now so I could talk this over with him. Too bad I didn't appreciate how smart he was. 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,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-quotes-by-famous-people.html"&gt;Love Quotes by Famous People&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-fried-inspiring-story.html"&gt;Best friend -Inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-god-from-boy.html"&gt;Letter to God from a boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithful-wife.html"&gt;Faithful Wife&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-to-keep-in-mind.html"&gt;Thoughts to keep in mind&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html"&gt;ABC of success&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/four-wives.html"&gt;Four Wives&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-and-after-marriage.html"&gt;Before and After Marriage&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/trees-that-wood.html"&gt;Trees That Wood&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-father.html"&gt;My Father&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/obstacle-in-our-path.html"&gt;An Obstacle in Our Path&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/fresh-fish.html"&gt;Fresh Fish&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/doll-and-rose.html"&gt;THE DOLL AND THE ROSE !!!&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/acronym-for-enthusiasm.html"&gt;An acronym for enthusiasm&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3470534395645495445?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3470534395645495445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3470534395645495445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3470534395645495445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3470534395645495445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-father.html' title='My Father'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3135794355258130417</id><published>2008-01-21T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T01:47:40.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An Obstacle in Our Path'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='condition'/><title type='text'>An Obstacle in Our Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way. Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse laying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.&lt;br /&gt;The peasant learned what many of us never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-3135794355258130417?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3135794355258130417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3135794355258130417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3135794355258130417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3135794355258130417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/obstacle-in-our-path.html' title='An Obstacle in Our Path'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8149720592461760478</id><published>2008-01-17T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:11:21.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivating story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conqueror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fresh Fish'/><title type='text'>Fresh Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Motivational Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese have always loved fresh fish. But the waters close to Japan have not held many fish for decades. So to feed the Japanese population, fishing boats got bigger and went farther than ever.&lt;br /&gt;The farther the fishermen went, the longer it took to bring in the fish. If the return trip took more than a few days, the fish were not fresh.The Japanese did not like the taste.&lt;br /&gt;To solve this problem, fishing companies installed freezers on their boats.&lt;br /&gt;They would catch the fish and freeze them at sea. Freezers allowed the boats to go farther and stay longer. However, the Japanese could taste the difference between fresh and frozen and they did not like frozen fish.&lt;br /&gt;The frozen fish brought a lower price. So fishing companies installed fish tanks. They would catch the fish and stuff them in the tanks, fin to fin. After a little thrashing around, the fish stopped moving. They were tired and dull, but alive. Unfortunately, the Japanese could still taste the difference. Because the fish did not move for days, they lost their fresh-fish taste. The Japanese preferred the lively taste of fresh fish, not sluggish fish.&lt;br /&gt;So how did Japanese fishing companies solve this problem? How do they get fresh-tasting fish to Japan? If you were consulting the fish industry, what would you recommend?&lt;br /&gt;How Japanese Fish Stay Fresh:&lt;br /&gt;To keep the fish tasting fresh, the Japanese fishing companies still put the fish in the tanks. But now they add a small shark to each tank. The shark eats a few fish, but most of the fish arrive in a very lively state. The fish are challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you realized that some of us are also living in a pond but most of the time tired &amp;amp; dull, so we need a Shark in our life to keep us awake and moving? Basically in our lives Sharks are new challenges to keep us active and taste better... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The more intelligent, persistent and competent you are, the more you enjoy a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;If your challenges are the correct size, and if you are steadily conquering those challenges, you are Conqueror. You think of your challenges and get energized. You are excited to try new solutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Challanges Keeps you fresh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OTHER POSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithful-wife.html"&gt;Faithful Wife&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-software-engineer-husband.html"&gt;Letter to a software engineer husband&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-thoughts.html"&gt;Love Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/lessons-from-pencil.html"&gt;Lessons from Pencil&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-silent-love.html"&gt;Deep Silent Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/express-your-love.html"&gt;Express Your Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-seven-wonders.html"&gt;Real Seven wonders&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/abcd-of-friendship.html"&gt;ABCD of Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/bset-friends.html"&gt;Best Friends&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/parents-are-precious.html"&gt;Parents are Precious&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/meaning-of-just-few-words.html"&gt;MEANING OF JUST FEW WORDS&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/motivating-quotes.html"&gt;Motivating Quotes&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/10-ways-to-build-good-relationship.html"&gt;10 Ways to Build a Good Relationship&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html"&gt;ABC of success&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html"&gt;Microsoft Office Boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html"&gt;The Wooden Bowl -Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-do-bussiness.html"&gt;How to do bussiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/coffee-art.html"&gt;Coffee Art&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-thankful-for-what-you-have-and-who.html"&gt;Be thankful for what you have and who you are.&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/salty-coffee-touching-story.html"&gt;Salty Coffee-Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-quotes-by-famous-people.html"&gt;Love Quotes by Famous People&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-fried-inspiring-story.html"&gt;Best friend -Inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/silent-love-touching-love-story.html"&gt;A Silent Love (touching love story)&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/motivational-story-with-wisdom-dreams.html"&gt;A Motivational Story with Wisdom- Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-knew-you-would-come.html"&gt;I KNEW YOU WOULD COME&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - motivating story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8149720592461760478?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8149720592461760478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8149720592461760478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8149720592461760478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8149720592461760478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/fresh-fish.html' title='Fresh Fish'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1445125006681671650</id><published>2008-01-15T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:14:57.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touching Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE DOLL AND THE ROSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABCD of friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Express your love'/><title type='text'>THE DOLL AND THE ROSE !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y-WvclmxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ylhNe5dYyXU/s1600-h/rose3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155704971335146258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y-WvclmxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ylhNe5dYyXU/s400/rose3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y99fclmvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rXFSnfh_6sM/s1600-h/rose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155704537543449330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y99fclmvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rXFSnfh_6sM/s400/rose1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y8KvclmuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/tYWQTTc3OJQ/s1600-h/whiterose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.&lt;br /&gt;The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.&lt;br /&gt;The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."&lt;br /&gt;I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His eyes were so sad while saying this.&lt;br /&gt;"My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart nearly stopped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."&lt;br /&gt;"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My mommy loves white roses."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.&lt;br /&gt;I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.... The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OTHER POSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html"&gt;ABC of success&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html"&gt;Microsoft Office Boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html"&gt;The Wooden Bowl -Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-do-bussiness.html"&gt;How to do bussiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/coffee-art.html"&gt;Coffee Art&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-thankful-for-what-you-have-and-who.html"&gt;Be thankful for what you have and who you are.&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/salty-coffee-touching-story.html"&gt;Salty Coffee-Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-quotes-by-famous-people.html"&gt;Love Quotes by Famous People&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-fried-inspiring-story.html"&gt;Best friend -Inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/silent-love-touching-love-story.html"&gt;A Silent Love (touching love story)&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/motivational-story-with-wisdom-dreams.html"&gt;A Motivational Story with Wisdom- Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-knew-you-would-come.html"&gt;I KNEW YOU WOULD COME&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - motivating story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - motivating story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-god-from-boy.html"&gt;Letter to God from a boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithful-wife.html"&gt;Faithful Wife&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-software-engineer-husband.html"&gt;Letter to a software engineer husband&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-thoughts.html"&gt;Love Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/lessons-from-pencil.html"&gt;Lessons from Pencil&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-silent-love.html"&gt;Deep Silent Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/express-your-love.html"&gt;Express Your Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-seven-wonders.html"&gt;Real Seven wonders&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/abcd-of-friendship.html"&gt;ABCD of Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/bset-friends.html"&gt;Best Friends&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/parents-are-precious.html"&gt;Parents are Precious&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/meaning-of-just-few-words.html"&gt;MEANING OF JUST FEW WORDS&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/motivating-quotes.html"&gt;Motivating Quotes&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/10-ways-to-build-good-relationship.html"&gt;10 Ways to Build a Good Relationship&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/7564705736199625981-1445125006681671650?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1445125006681671650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1445125006681671650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1445125006681671650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1445125006681671650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/doll-and-rose.html' title='THE DOLL AND THE ROSE !!!'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y-WvclmxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ylhNe5dYyXU/s72-c/rose3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-5702577006691176693</id><published>2008-01-14T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:16:00.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='determination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nimble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unbetable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An acronym for enthusiasm'/><title type='text'>An acronym for enthusiasm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y_ufclmyI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-Ktic1CmoMg/s1600-h/enthusiasm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155706478868667170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y_ufclmyI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-Ktic1CmoMg/s400/enthusiasm1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An acronym for enthusiasm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; nergy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; imble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt; enacious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; appy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; nbeatable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; elf-confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; nexhaustible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; chievable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; uccess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt; otivated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOP POSTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - motivating story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-god-from-boy.html"&gt;Letter to God from a boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithful-wife.html"&gt;Faithful Wife&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-software-engineer-husband.html"&gt;Letter to a software engineer husband&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-thoughts.html"&gt;Love Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/lessons-from-pencil.html"&gt;Lessons from Pencil&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-silent-love.html"&gt;Deep Silent Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/express-your-love.html"&gt;Express Your Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-seven-wonders.html"&gt;Real Seven wonders&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/abcd-of-friendship.html"&gt;ABCD of Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/bset-friends.html"&gt;Best Friends&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/parents-are-precious.html"&gt;Parents are Precious&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/meaning-of-just-few-words.html"&gt;MEANING OF JUST FEW WORDS&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/motivating-quotes.html"&gt;Motivating Quotes&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/06/10-ways-to-build-good-relationship.html"&gt;10 Ways to Build a Good Relationship&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams.html"&gt;Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcd-of-happiness.html"&gt;ABCD of Happiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-to-keep-in-mind.html"&gt;Thoughts to keep in mind&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html"&gt;ABC of success&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html"&gt;Microsoft Office Boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html"&gt;The Wooden Bowl -Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-do-bussiness.html"&gt;How to do bussiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/coffee-art.html"&gt;Coffee Art&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-thankful-for-what-you-have-and-who.html"&gt;Be thankful for what you have and who you are.&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/salty-coffee-touching-story.html"&gt;Salty Coffee-Touching story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/determination.html"&gt;DETERMINATION&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/puppies-for-sale.html"&gt;PUPPIES FOR SALE&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/four-wives.html"&gt;Four Wives&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-and-after-marriage.html"&gt;Before and After Marriage&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-5702577006691176693?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/5702577006691176693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=5702577006691176693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5702577006691176693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/5702577006691176693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/acronym-for-enthusiasm.html' title='An acronym for enthusiasm'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4y_ufclmyI/AAAAAAAAAm8/-Ktic1CmoMg/s72-c/enthusiasm1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4368970681756897749</id><published>2008-01-09T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:17:18.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivating story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is a do-it-yourself project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Life is a Do-It-Yourself Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4WUr_clmrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_ck06L-YqJM/s1600-h/carpenter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153688832082025138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4WUr_clmrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_ck06L-YqJM/s400/carpenter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;By Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-of his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife enjoying his extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He would miss the paycheck, but he wanted to retire. They could get by. The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the carpenter finished his work and the builder came to inspect the house, the contractor handed the front-door key to the carpenter. "This is your house," he said, "my gift to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a shock! What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently. Now he had to live in the home he had built none too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it is with us. If we build our lives in a distracted way, reacting rather than acting, willing to put up less than the best. At important points we do not give the job our best effort. Then with a shock we look at the situation we have created and find that we are now living in the house we have built. If we had realized that we would have done it differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of yourself as the carpenter. Think about your house. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Build wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the only life you will ever build. Even if you live it for only one day more, that day deserves to be lived graciously and with dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plaque on the wall says, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Life is a do-it-yourself project."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your attitudes and the choices you make today will be your life tomorrow, build it wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OTHER INTERESTING POSTINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-quotes-by-famous-people.html"&gt;Love Quotes by Famous People&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-fried-inspiring-story.html"&gt;Best friend -Inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/silent-love-touching-love-story.html"&gt;A Silent Love (touching love story)&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/motivational-story-with-wisdom-dreams.html"&gt;A Motivational Story with Wisdom- Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-knew-you-would-come.html"&gt;I KNEW YOU WOULD COME&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/unconditional-love-motivating-story.html"&gt;Unconditional Love - motivating story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/saying-right-thing-while-drunk.html"&gt;Saying The Right Thing While Drunk&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-god-from-boy.html"&gt;Letter to God from a boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithful-wife.html"&gt;Faithful Wife&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/sms-collection.html"&gt;SMS collection&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-software-engineer-husband.html"&gt;Letter to a software engineer husband&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-thoughts.html"&gt;Love Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/08/lessons-from-pencil.html"&gt;Lessons from Pencil&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-silent-love.html"&gt;Deep Silent Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/express-your-love.html"&gt;Express Your Love&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-seven-wonders.html"&gt;Real Seven wonders&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/goodwill-fund.html"&gt;Goodwill Fund&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/donkeys-story.html"&gt;A Donkey's Story&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams.html"&gt;Dreams&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcd-of-happiness.html"&gt;ABCD of Happiness&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-to-keep-in-mind.html"&gt;Thoughts to keep in mind&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html"&gt;Who decides destiny?&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html"&gt;ABC of success&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html"&gt;Why God allows pain and suffering&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html"&gt;REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html"&gt;Microsoft Office Boy&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html"&gt;The Wooden Bowl -Touching story&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/friendship-forever.html"&gt;Friendship Forever&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/determination.html"&gt;DETERMINATION&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/puppies-for-sale.html"&gt;PUPPIES FOR SALE&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/02/four-wives.html"&gt;Four Wives&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-and-after-marriage.html"&gt;Before and After Marriage&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/trees-that-wood.html"&gt;Trees That Wood&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-father.html"&gt;My Father&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/obstacle-in-our-path.html"&gt;An Obstacle in Our Path&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/7564705736199625981-4368970681756897749?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4368970681756897749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4368970681756897749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4368970681756897749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4368970681756897749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-is-do-it-yourself-project.html' title='Life is a Do-It-Yourself Project'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4WUr_clmrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/_ck06L-YqJM/s72-c/carpenter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-7873244383405154158</id><published>2008-01-09T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:37:04.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good factor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodwill fund'/><title type='text'>Goodwill Fund</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4WS0PclmpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Jqiruy2BDk4/s1600-h/goodwill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153686774792690322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4WS0PclmpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Jqiruy2BDk4/s400/goodwill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A goodwill fund is the amount of feel-good factor you create about yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The key is in making people feel-good about you so that when there are times when you need their support, they will be there for you. Be good to people and they will be good to you. This skill can be acquired only over time with practice. Your good deeds towards others slowly and surely get accumulated in your goodwill account. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few tips to help you get started:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be a pleasant person It all starts with feeling good about your self. And the secret formula to that is WGP + LG meaning believing that the world is a Good Place and Life is Good. When you really believe this, you’ll stop being cynical about people and there will be a natural ease to your behavior and a smile on your face. You’ll be more likeable and people will find your company pleasant. For your own sake, it is important to create good interpersonal relationships. When you do that you create a comfortable environment around you and you’ll like working in such an environment. Being pleasant starts with something that is very outward like having good communication skills, being well groomed, wearing clean clothes, being polite and having good table manners and etiquette. It also helps to not emit bad odor. When you look good, sound good, are polite, and are smelling pleasant, it appeals to all the five senses of those around you. This counts a lot in developing a pleasant personality. Go out of your way That doesn’t mean you have to stick neck out every time someone is in trouble. But sometimes, that help in typing out the report or that courtesy phone call finding out a number for your colleague or saving your partner’s back by submitting the report he has forgotten, all counts. It is definitely good to extend yourself for others. But do it only when you can. When you keep stretching yourself all the time for others, you sort of create an expectation and when you fail to do so once in a while, people feel let down. So help others but take care that you don’t dig hole for yourself by overdoing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make people smile About, people, complimenting them on their work or their dress, a witty remark once in a while, or even a gesture as small as holding a door open for someone makes them smile. Talk to everyone. Don’t just associate with people from the departments that you deal with on a day-to-day basis but also with others that you don’t. You never know when and where someone will be your Good Samaritan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-7873244383405154158?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7873244383405154158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=7873244383405154158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7873244383405154158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7873244383405154158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/goodwill-fund.html' title='Goodwill Fund'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R4WS0PclmpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Jqiruy2BDk4/s72-c/goodwill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8040223408135189312</id><published>2008-01-04T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T03:11:20.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expect less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free your mind from worrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Donkey&apos;s Story'/><title type='text'>A Donkey's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R34UQfclmkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/qZ6p3LJ1t5s/s1600-h/donkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R34UQfclmkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/qZ6p3LJ1t5s/s400/donkey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151577297310292546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R34SKPclmjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/zrAnALxI_AI/s1600-h/donkey.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R34SKPclmjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/zrAnALxI_AI/s400/donkey.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151574990912854578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried  piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.  Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be  covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. He  invited all his neighbours to come over and help him. They all grabbed  a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well.&lt;br /&gt;At first, the donkey  realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's  amazement he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally  looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each  shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something  amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's  neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would  shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as  the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted  off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick  to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each  of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells  just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember the five simple rules to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.&lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.&lt;br /&gt; 3. Live simply and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciate what you have.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give more.&lt;br /&gt; 5. Expect less&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8040223408135189312?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8040223408135189312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8040223408135189312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8040223408135189312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8040223408135189312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/donkeys-story.html' title='A Donkey&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R34UQfclmkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/qZ6p3LJ1t5s/s72-c/donkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-2970001116331426673</id><published>2008-01-01T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:30:56.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Motivational Story with Wisdom- Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunities'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xk4_clmhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/vDC0nRlWa4E/s1600-h/dreams2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151103004071795218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xk4_clmhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/vDC0nRlWa4E/s400/dreams2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xkm_clmgI/AAAAAAAAAks/Vf2_R_MO2XY/s1600-h/dreams2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xkO_clmfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WxlgTWA3jbk/s1600-h/dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151102282517289458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xkO_clmfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WxlgTWA3jbk/s400/dreams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xkBPclmeI/AAAAAAAAAkc/K9Go6oDnAiY/s1600-h/dreams1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151102046294088162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xkBPclmeI/AAAAAAAAAkc/K9Go6oDnAiY/s400/dreams1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;by Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that that lit up her entire being.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."&lt;br /&gt;"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.&lt;br /&gt;"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.&lt;br /&gt;After class we walked to the student union building and share a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."&lt;br /&gt;As we laughed she cleared her throat and began: "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. "You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dean and don't even know it!"&lt;br /&gt;"There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change."&lt;br /&gt;"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."&lt;br /&gt;She concluded her speech by courageously singing The Rose. She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.&lt;br /&gt;One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;If you read this, please send this peaceful word of advise to your fiends and family. We send these words in loving memory of ROSE.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY, GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are many messages in this story: -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are never to old to learn, - always pursue your dreams, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are never to old to set your goals and accomplish your dreams, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- laugh and find humor in everyday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- find opportunities in change,especially in today's world where change is moving at a fast pace, don't let change overwhelm you, let change help you find opportunities you may have never seen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- have no regrets - her story is so true, so many people use words such as "if only", "I wish", "I can't", etc.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a dream, a wish, then turn it into a goal today - break it down, take one step, then another and accomplish your dream. Catherine Pulsifer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7564705736199625981-2970001116331426673?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/2970001116331426673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=2970001116331426673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2970001116331426673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/2970001116331426673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R3xk4_clmhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/vDC0nRlWa4E/s72-c/dreams2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1325475785825383340</id><published>2007-12-31T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:43:03.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='explore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABCD of Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who decides destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accept'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>ABCD of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A--Accept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept others for who they are and for the choices they've made even if you have difficulty understanding their beliefs, motives, or actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B--Break Away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break away from everything that stands in the way of what you hope to accomplish with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C--Create&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create a family of friends whom you can share your hopes, dreams, sorrows, and happiness with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D--Decide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide that you'll be successful and happy come what may, and good things will find you. The roadblocks are only minor obstacles along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E--Explore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explore and experiment. The world has much to offer, and you have much to give. And every time you try something new, you'll learn more about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F--Forgive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget. Grudges only weigh you down and inspire unhappiness and grief. Soar above it, and remember that everyone makes mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G--Grow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave the childhood monsters behind. They can no longer hurt you or stand in your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H--Hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the best and never forget that anything is possible as long as you remain dedicated to the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I--Ignore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the negative voice inside your head. Focus instead on your goals and remember your accomplishments. Your past success is only a small inkling of what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J--Journey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey to new worlds, new possibilities, by remaining open-minded. Try to learn something new every day, and you'll grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K--Know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that no matter how bad things seem, they'll always get better. The warmth of spring always follows the harshest winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L--Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let love fill your heart instead of hate. When hate is in your heart, there's room for nothing else, but when love is in your heart, there's room for endless happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M--Manage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage your time and your expenses wisely, and you'll suffer less stress and worry. Then you'll be able to focus on the important things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N--Notice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ignore the poor, infirm, helpless, weak, or suffering. Offer your assistance when possible, and always your kindness and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O--Open&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and take in all the beauty around you. Even during the worst of times, there's still much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P--Play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget to have fun along the way. Success means nothing without happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q--Question&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask many questions, because you're here to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R--Relax&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refuse to let worry and stress rule your life, and remember that things always have a way of working out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S--Share&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your talent, skills, knowledge, and time with others. Everything that you invest in others will return to you many times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T--Try&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when your dreams seem impossible to reach, try anyway. You'll be amazed by what you can accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U--Use&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your gifts to your best ability. Talent that's wasted has no value. Talent that's used will bring unexpected rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V--Value&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Value the friends and family members who've supported and encouraged you, and be there for them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W--Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard every day to be the best person you can be, but never feel guilty if you fall short of your goals. Every sunrise offers a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X--X-Ray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look deep inside the hearts of those around you and you'll see the goodness and beauty within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y--Yield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yield to commitment. If you stay on track and remain dedicated, you'll find success at the end of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z--Zoom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoom to a happy place when bad memories or sorrow rears its ugly head. Let nothing interfere with your goals. Instead, focus on your abilities, your dreams, and a brighter tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-1325475785825383340?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/1325475785825383340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=1325475785825383340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1325475785825383340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/1325475785825383340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcd-of-happiness.html' title='ABCD of Happiness'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8640602868104335468</id><published>2007-12-13T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:52:00.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatest Joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace of mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts to keep in mind'/><title type='text'>Thoughts to keep in mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most useless thing to do.... ........Worry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The greatest Joy............... ......Giving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The greatest loss................Loss of self-respect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most satisfying work.........Helping others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The ugliest personality trait............Selfishness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most endangered species.........Dedicated leaders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our greatest natural resource...............Our youth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The greatest "shot in the arm"..........Encouragement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The greatest problem to overcome................Fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Most effective sleeping pill.... ....Peace of mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most crippling failure disease.......Excuses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most powerful force in life..................Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most dangerous pariah..................A gossiper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The world's most incredible computer... .....The brain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The worst thing to be without................... Hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The deadliest weapon.......................The tongue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The two most power-filled words..............."I Can" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The greatest asset...........Faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most worthless emotion.....Self-pity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most prized possession................Integrity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most beautiful attire......................SMILE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most powerful channel of communication.... ...Prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The most contagious spirit............. ....Enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8640602868104335468?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8640602868104335468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8640602868104335468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8640602868104335468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8640602868104335468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-to-keep-in-mind.html' title='Thoughts to keep in mind'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-7354104767037568744</id><published>2007-12-13T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:37:56.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who decides destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring story'/><title type='text'>Who decides destiny?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R2H6c_clmZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/PRIJsUHOMWM/s1600-h/destiny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143667625408436626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R2H6c_clmZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/PRIJsUHOMWM/s400/destiny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During a momentous battle, a Japanese general decided to attack even though his army was greatly outnumbered. He was confident they would win, but his men were filled with doubt.&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the battle, they stopped at a religious shrine. After praying with the men, the general took out a coin and said, I shall now toss this coin. If it is heads, we shall win. If it is tails we shall lose.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny will now reveal itself.&lt;br /&gt;He threw the coin into the air and all watched intently as it landed. It was heads. The soldiers were so overjoyed and filled with confidence that they vigorously attacked the enemy and were victorious.&lt;br /&gt;After the battle. a lieutenant remarked to the general, No one can change destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Quite right, the general replied as he showed the lieutenant the coin, which had heads on both sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-7354104767037568744?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/7354104767037568744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=7354104767037568744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7354104767037568744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/7354104767037568744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-decides-destiny.html' title='Who decides destiny?'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R2H6c_clmZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/PRIJsUHOMWM/s72-c/destiny1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-6922014611716703258</id><published>2007-11-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:40:55.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivational words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC of success'/><title type='text'>ABC of success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0uOva_KFGI/AAAAAAAAAig/pqcfeMEgDD4/s1600-h/motivation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137356745295402082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0uOva_KFGI/AAAAAAAAAig/pqcfeMEgDD4/s400/motivation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A void negative sources, people, places, things and habits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B elieve in yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C onsider things from every angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D on't give up and don't give in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E njoy life today, yesterday is gone, tomorrow may never come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;F amily and friends are hidden treasures; enjoy their riches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;G ive more than you planned to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;H ang on to your dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gnore those who try to discourage you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J ust do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;K eep trying no matter how hard it seems, it will get easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;L ove yourself first and most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M ake it happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N ever lie, cheat or steal, always strike a fair deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O pen your eyes and see things as they really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P ractice makes perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q uitters never win and winners never quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R ead, study and learn about everything important in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S top procrastinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T ake control of your own destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U nderstand yourself in order to better understand others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V isualize it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;W ant it more than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E X cellerate your efforts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y ou are unique of all God's creations, nothing can replace YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Z ero in on your target and go for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-6922014611716703258?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6922014611716703258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=6922014611716703258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6922014611716703258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6922014611716703258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/abc-of-success.html' title='ABC of success'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0uOva_KFGI/AAAAAAAAAig/pqcfeMEgDD4/s72-c/motivation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-6604159369036976375</id><published>2007-11-22T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:20:53.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why God allows pain and suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touching words'/><title type='text'>Why God allows pain and suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Zi86_KEzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GXjPofbrBjg/s1600-h/god2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135901223828460338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Zi86_KEzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GXjPofbrBjg/s400/god2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Zi16_KEyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/NudUBddU9Wc/s1600-h/god2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0ZigK_KExI/AAAAAAAAAf4/0_4OZTDJoO8/s1600-h/god.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135900729907221266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0ZigK_KExI/AAAAAAAAAf4/0_4OZTDJoO8/s400/god.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is one of the best explanation why GOD allows pain and suffering.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They talked about so many things and various subjects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: 'I don't believe that God exists.'&lt;br /&gt;'Why do you say that?' asked the customer. 'Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children?&lt;br /&gt;If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.&lt;br /&gt;Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: 'You know what? Barbers do not exist.' 'How can you say that?' asked the surprised barber. 'I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!' 'No!' the customer exclaimed. 'Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside.'&lt;br /&gt;'Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when people do not come to me.' 'Exactly!' affirmed the customer. 'That's the point! God, too, DOES exist! That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help. That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7564705736199625981-6604159369036976375?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/6604159369036976375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=6604159369036976375&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6604159369036976375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/6604159369036976375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-god-allows-pain-and-suffering.html' title='Why God allows pain and suffering'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Zi86_KEzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GXjPofbrBjg/s72-c/god2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-3766784145059221880</id><published>2007-11-20T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:57:22.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN'/><title type='text'>REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Z4p6_KFDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xtEnS8d2dnQ/s1600-h/women1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135925086666757170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Z4p6_KFDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xtEnS8d2dnQ/s400/women1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Z4IK_KFCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xLX3rnOZcwk/s1600-h/women2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135924506846172194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Z4IK_KFCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xLX3rnOZcwk/s400/women2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Z3l6_KFBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/e4SN2NrXM8o/s1600-h/women3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135923918435652626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0ZwOK_KE1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/c5ndE0F5WdM/s1600-h/women14.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135915813832364882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0ZwOK_KE1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/c5ndE0F5WdM/s400/women14.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0ZvsK_KE0I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Gtfe3q2rWEk/s1600-h/women1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7564705736199625981-3766784145059221880?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/3766784145059221880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=3766784145059221880&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3766784145059221880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/3766784145059221880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/reasons-why-we-love-woman.html' title='REASONS WHY WE LOVE A WOMAN.......'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0Z4p6_KFDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/xtEnS8d2dnQ/s72-c/women1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-4746722632325784514</id><published>2007-11-20T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:06:55.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0O8h6_KEqI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Urz5yD0Hc8c/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135155291088360098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0O8h6_KEqI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Urz5yD0Hc8c/s400/friendship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship .........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is you is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is shared secrets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is heals many hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is not judgmental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is shared laughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is slow and steady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;can be angry at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is dependable and true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is more precious than silver or gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is meant to be savored like fine wine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is not perfect, much like we are not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;does not hold grudges or demand perfection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;makes all the wrong things in life, right somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is meant to be gulped like lemonade on a hot summer day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is always there, through times of trial, happy times and hard times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;just happens, but once discovered, needs to be tender like a beautiful garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is a road to be traveled slowly, remembering the sights and sounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is strength when you are too weak to notice its there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is a cherished moment of mutual understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;reaches into your heart and grabs a firm hold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is a refreshing rain on a hot day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is sunshine through the clouds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;cannot be forced or induced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is relaxed and comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is a shoulder to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is an ear to whine to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;gets better with age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is shared tears. is shared pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is shared joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is you.&lt;br /&gt;" We are not miles away ................. just a mail away " &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/7564705736199625981-4746722632325784514?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/4746722632325784514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=4746722632325784514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4746722632325784514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/4746722632325784514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/R0O8h6_KEqI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Urz5yD0Hc8c/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-8052156486982762041</id><published>2007-11-03T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:07:01.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microsoft Office Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting story'/><title type='text'>Microsoft Office Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw5nWHpL3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/jStYXNvzFqE/s1600-h/success.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128537423783473010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw5nWHpL3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/jStYXNvzFqE/s400/success.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jobless man applied for the position of "office boy" at Microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;The HR manager interviewed him then watched him cleaning the floor as a test.&lt;br /&gt;"You are employed." He said." Give me your e-mail address and I'll send you the application to fill in, as well as date when you may start."&lt;br /&gt;The man replied "But I don't have a computer, neither an email."&lt;br /&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."&lt;br /&gt;The man left with no hope at all. He didn't know what to do, with only $10 in his pocket. He then decided to go to the supermarket and buy a 10Kg 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 three times, and returned home with $60. The man realized that he can survive by this Way, and started to go everyday earlier, and return late Thus, his money doubled or tripled every day.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly, he bought a cart, then a truck, then he had his own fleet of delivery vehicles. 5 years later , the man is one of the biggest food retailers in the US .&lt;br /&gt;He started to plan his family's future, and decided to have a life insurance.&lt;br /&gt;He called an insurance broker, and chose 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 answered curiously, "You don't have an email, and yet have succeeded to build an empire. Can you imagine what you could have been if you had an email?!!"&lt;br /&gt;The man thought for a while and replied, "Yes, I'd be an office boy at Microsoft!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;M1 - Internet is not the solution to your life.&lt;br /&gt;M2 - If you don't have internet, and work hard, you can be a millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;M3 - If you received this message by email, you are closer to being an office boy, than a millionaire. .........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-8052156486982762041?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/8052156486982762041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=8052156486982762041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8052156486982762041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/8052156486982762041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/microsoft-office-boy.html' title='Microsoft Office Boy'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw5nWHpL3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/jStYXNvzFqE/s72-c/success.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-637154223807466197</id><published>2007-11-03T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T01:56:22.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wooden Bowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father and Son'/><title type='text'>The Wooden Bowl -Touching story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw3XGHpL2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ik2gHNmeB6s/s1600-h/oldman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128534945587343202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw3XGHpL2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ik2gHNmeB6s/s400/oldman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw3MGHpL1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Ml4rTdDEUPk/s1600-h/oldman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128534756608782162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw3MGHpL1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Ml4rTdDEUPk/s400/oldman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Key words.Family, parents, old man, gradfather, grandson, touching strory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about grandfather," said the son. I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.&lt;br /&gt;One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.&lt;br /&gt;For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day that building blocks are being laid for the child's future.&lt;br /&gt;Let us all be wise builders and role models. Take care of yourself, ... and those you love, ... today, and everyday! &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/7564705736199625981-637154223807466197?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/637154223807466197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=637154223807466197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/637154223807466197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/637154223807466197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooden-bowl-touching-story.html' title='The Wooden Bowl -Touching story'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/Ryw3XGHpL2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ik2gHNmeB6s/s72-c/oldman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-859651694995670888</id><published>2007-10-24T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:06:06.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bussiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to do bussiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>How to do bussiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Father : "I want you to marry a girl of my choice"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Son : "I will choose my own bride!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father : "But the girl is Bill Gates's daughter." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Son : "Well, in that case...ok" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next - Father approaches Bill Gates. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father : "I have a husband for your daughter." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bill Gates : "But my daughter is too young to marry!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father : "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bill Gates : "Ah, in that case...ok" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally Father goes to see the president of the World Bank. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father : "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;President : "But I already have more vice- presidents than I need!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father : "But this young man is Bill Gates's son-in-law." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;President : "Ah, in that case...ok" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how business is done!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564705736199625981-859651694995670888?l=words4mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/feeds/859651694995670888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7564705736199625981&amp;postID=859651694995670888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/859651694995670888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564705736199625981/posts/default/859651694995670888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words4mind.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-do-bussiness.html' title='How to do bussiness'/><author><name>Campus Fest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704860097246031624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564705736199625981.post-1140369233112534843</id><published>2007-10-24T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:00:11.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee pctures'/><title type='text'>Coffee Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAUS1ji9kI/AAAAAAAAAcw/BokIlv2_2Bc/s1600-h/coffee15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125118689793996354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAUS1ji9kI/AAAAAAAAAcw/BokIlv2_2Bc/s400/coffee15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAUMlji9jI/AAAAAAAAAco/QxNnxkNB9rQ/s1600-h/coffee14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125118582419813938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAUMlji9jI/AAAAAAAAAco/QxNnxkNB9rQ/s400/coffee14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAUF1ji9iI/AAAAAAAAAcg/sOfOwDyctrc/s1600-h/coffee13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125118466455696930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAUF1ji9iI/AAAAAAAAAcg/sOfOwDyctrc/s400/coffee13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAT7lji9hI/AAAAAAAAAcY/2ZalsLTuEI4/s1600-h/coffee12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125118290362037778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAT7lji9hI/AAAAAAAAAcY/2ZalsLTuEI4/s400/coffee12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAT11ji9gI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/sPNFwJs6HZI/s1600-h/coffee11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125118191577789954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyAT11ji9gI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/sPNFwJs6HZI/s400/coffee11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyATslji9fI/AAAAAAAAAcI/qMGNkezLdBs/s1600-h/coffee10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125118032663999986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyATslji9fI/AAAAAAAAAcI/qMGNkezLdBs/s400/coffee10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9sD5knd_VKM/RyATmlji9eI/AAAAAAAAAcA/qj55f8kDPC8/s1600-h/coffee9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125117929584784866" style="FLOAT: left; 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I wasn't hungry. The pain of losing my husband of 7 years was still too raw. And this grocery store held so many sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He often came with me and almost every time he'd pretend to go off and look for something special. I knew what he was up to. I'd always spot him walking down the aisle with the three yellow roses in his hands. He knew I loved yellow roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a heart filled with grief, I only wanted to buy my few items and leave, but even grocery shopping was different since he had passed on. Shopping for one took time, a little more thought than it had for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by the meat, I searched for the perfect small steak and remembered how he had loved his steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a woman came beside me. She was blonde, slim and lovely in a soft green pantsuit. I wa
