<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of Keya</title><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of Keya</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Make a difference</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Hi friends,<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">After long break I am here again with some of my thoughts. We all have read/hear this thought and somewhat way we appreciated it also.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">"Measuring our life by, what others do for us, may disappoint us. But if measured by, what we do for others, will add meaning to it. Make difference in others life."<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Have we ever think more than our expectation....answer comes yes & no, am not pointing anyone but I am just evaluating myself...I feel blessed to have nice family loving parents & caring brother. Sister who is like Mother and a best friend and all other family member who always treated me like princess. Last week during free hours I was thinking that we feel happy when we get the treatment we want and when things would not, we feel sad/unhappy. What my concern is why we have limited ourself in such boundaries?? Because what are our expectations would not be satisfied 100% when it is incomplete you may not feel that peace, these will brings complains and stressed into you. But if you think other way; what you did for other, even if you have not did all your attempts then also you will get the satisfaction of doing something for someone. That will give you satisfaction of your being on earth and this will give opposite person a sign of support & care that someone is there for him/her when they need.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">You & I are small human being not a great saint, do at your level and feel the difference in other's life aswell as in yours. Nothing much but internal peace in soul will surely comes....I experience this and share with you.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Wish you all the happiness & peace<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Love,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Keya<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">P.s.: I don't get the right title for this post, so it is "Make a difference"...any suggestions!!??<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 12:15:30 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/09/24/Make-a.html</link></item><item><title>Very touching !</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Monotype Corsiva" color=#6600cc size=4><STRONG>Dear Friends,</STRONG></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Monotype Corsiva" color=#6600cc size=4><STRONG>And a tear rolled down from my eyes..........after reading following fwd email fm one of my friend, I guess this must be the privillage to one's life to be with someone when they need them most. I always feel that God has made us with some reason and we dont know this so whenever you get chance to help someone just give your hand. Believe me it will give you so much peace u may never able to feel tat way even through meditation or prayers...............just be a support to someone!</STRONG></FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Monotype Corsiva" color=#6600cc size=4><STRONG>Have nice day</STRONG></FONT></P><BR><P><STRONG><FONT face="Monotype Corsiva" color=#6600cc size=4>love,</FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P><STRONG><FONT face="Monotype Corsiva" color=#6600cc size=4>keya</FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside. <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>"Your son is here," she said to the old man.<o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached outhis hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed.All through the night <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward,holding the old man's hand and offering <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>him words of love and strength.Occasionally , the nurse suggested that the Marine move away <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>and rest awhile. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>tightly to his son all through the night. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>"Who was that man?" he asked. The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my life."<o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"<o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>"I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>son just wasn't here. When I realized that he was too sick <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed." <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><STRONG>The next time someone needs you ... just be there. Stay. <o:p></o:p></STRONG></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"></SPAN> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">HUMAN EXPERIENCE. (love this line)<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">THIS IS WHAT WE ARE PUT ON THIS EARTH TO DO ANYWAY. RIGHT ? <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P align=justify><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA">HAVE A GREAT DAY AND BLESS SOMEONE ELSE IN SOME LITTLE WAY TODAY! </SPAN></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1189574580">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 10:40:34 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/09/12/Very-touching.html</link></item><item><title>My Brother's Gift!</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: fuchsia; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">Dear Friends,<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: fuchsia; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">This time I would like to share my Rakhi gift with you...My Bro n I are bounded with each other strongly as most of you, he used to share almost everything with me and I do the same. 'day on occasion of Rakshabandhan, he send me one fwd and which I really liked a lot so here I m sending this with all of you (yeh I too get other gifts which I wud not gonna share wid u okay)<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: fuchsia; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">You know he is younger to me but see the Gyan he shared with me....he's just lovely, naughty Bro. Love you a lot Brother!! God Bless You<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: fuchsia; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">Love,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: fuchsia; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">Keya</SPAN></P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: fuchsia; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p><FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000000 size=3> </FONT></o:p></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=center><FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000000 size=4><U>10 PRINCIPLES</U></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=center><U><FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000000 size=4></FONT></U> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"><FONT color=#993399 size=4>Stop and ask yourself today, "How do I really feel about myself?"  Before you answer read these ten principles. <BR>Better yet, keep them before you daily.<BR>********<BR> (1)  Never think or speak negatively about yourself; that puts you in disagreement with God.<BR>********<BR> (2)  Meditate on your God-given strengths and learn to encourage yourself, for much of the time nobody else will.<BR>********<BR> (3)  Don't compare yourself to anybody else.  You're unique, one of a kind, an original.  So don't settle for being a copy.<BR>********<BR>(4)  Focus on your potential, not your limitations.  Remember, God lives in you! <BR>********<BR>(5)  Find what you like to do, do well, and strive to do it with excellence.<BR>********<BR>(6)  Have the courage to be different.  Be a God pleaser, not a people pleaser.<BR>******** <BR>(7)  Learn to handle criticism.  Let it develop you instead of discourage you.<BR>******** <BR>(8)  Determine your own worth instead of letting others do it for you.  They'll short-change you!<BR>********<BR>(9)  Keep your shortcomings in perspective - you're still a work in progress.<BR>********<BR>(10)  Focus daily on your greatest source of confidence - the God Who lives in you ! </FONT></SPAN></SPAN></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1188367212">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 11:18:24 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/29/My-Brother-s.html</link></item><item><title>One!</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">One song can spark a moment,<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">One flower can wake the dream.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">One tree can start a forest,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'">One bird can herald spring.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One smile begins a friendship,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One handclasp lifts a soul.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One star can guide a ship at sea,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One word can frame the goal<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One vote can change a nation,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One sunbeam lights a room<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One candle wipes out darkness,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One laugh will conquer gloom.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One step must start each journey.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One word must start each prayer.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One hope will raise our spirits,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One touch can show you care.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One voice can speak with wisdom,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One heart can know what's true,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">One life can make a difference,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'">You see, it's up to you!<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'">"If you look at what you do not have in life, you don't have anything,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></I></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'">If you look at what you have in life, you have everything... "</SPAN></I></B><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Brush Script MT'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1187852455">]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 12:23:19 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/23/One-.html</link></item><item><title>On our 60th Independence Day</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Last week I was chatting with my old buddy who is NRI n living in <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">UK</st1:country-region></st1:place> now. In-between the talk he replied me "You Indian" and I was shock to read that, he was the one who is so patriotic is addressing me like this.. After tat I was quiet for few minutes so he replied tat he was just pulling my leg then I was angry on his comment I attacked on him saying how can he use My country-My mother just to make fun of me?.. he said he is proud to be Indian and always fight for country when he heard somebody against India.<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">I was still in fighting mood so I was not convince with him n arguing and in reply he said he do proud of India but we have to accept that we are still under developing after 60 years of independence and our development growth is so law. We are facing same problem like poverty, population, corruption, religious riots. I opposed all his argument and he said sorry and our chat ended there.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">After this incidence I was thinking on the same and I do agree with what he said but don't you think we many times see the problem and complain about them. And never ever care to take first step to over come any of these problems. It is said that charity begin at home.. we can't blame everything on Government or the Authority whoever having power, one should start from their own self, take responsibility of your own, you family and try to make difference. We may face some hurdles but atleast attempt and start to walk towards make <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">India</st1:place></st1:country-region> progress faster...when there is a will there is a way so my dear Friends, will you join me ??</SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><STRONG><EM><FONT face=Arial color=#ff6600></FONT></EM></STRONG></SPAN> </P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT face=Arial color=#ff6600><STRONG><EM>P.s. </EM></STRONG><FONT face="Monotype Corsiva" color=#0000ff>e With lots of thanks for my dear Iland Friend Sweety for this sentence which is suitable for this blog.........</FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"><STRONG><EM><SPAN segoe="" script="" rgb(255,="" 102,="" 0);="" color:=""><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" rgb(255,="" 102,="" 0);="" color:="" franklin="" gothic="" demi="" cond="" ;="">RABINDERANATH TAGORE.</SPAN></SPAN><BR></EM></STRONG></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 12pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" rgb(255,="" 102,="" 0);="" color:="" franklin="" gothic="" demi="" cond="" ;=""><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)" segoe="" script="" rgb(255,="" 102,="" 0);="" color:=""><SPAN rgb(255,="" 102,="" 0);="" color:="" lucida="" calligraphy=""><EM>"Not only were ocean and rivers complete by themselves, but each. drop<SPAN style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"> of water was also complete in itself. Hence, the world did not mean continents and countries alone but that each man by himself was a</SPAN> world." Each one of us represents our motherland----- <BR></EM></SPAN></SPAN></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal><FONT size=5><SPAN rgb(255,="" 102,="" 0);="" color:="" lucida="" calligraphy=""><STRONG><EM><SPAN> VanDe </SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: green">Maataram....</SPAN></EM></STRONG></SPAN></FONT></P></FONT></SPAN><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1187085129">]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 15:18:59 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/14/On-our-60th-Independence.html</link></item><item><title>My way to celebrate Friendship Day</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Dear Friends,<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">My 'Heartiest' wishes for all my I-lander friends on our biggest Day... "Friendship day"<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">There are thousands of ways to express and wish our friend and we all should try any of the way to share our feelings with friends. Yes it is always said that you may not need to share your feelings to your friends coz they just know it without saying a words but this is the day we can atleast give our silence feeling a word and let our friend feel special.....though FRIENDS are always special for all.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Now when I am writing all blah.blah.here, you friends are thinking which way I choose to express my special feelings with friends....i choose the oldest way !!?? I wrote letter (yes hand written letter!! ) to all my friends and post/courier it to all my friend out of the city/country and also whom are within city..... on my first letter I was blank after few lines coz we are so use to buy readymade feelings we stopped thinking & writing about our feelings but once I starts, I stopped only when page ends....all the memories of togetherness comes and fill my heart with happiness and I am sure all my friends will get that emotions when they read letter. It would be really a surprise for all of them to received letter in Internet Edge!! <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">I shared my celebration and I wish all of you surely have great ideas for "Friendship Day". Again wishing you all "</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; BACKGROUND: lime; COLOR: #cc0066; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-highlight: lime">HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; BACKGROUND: lime; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-highlight: lime">"</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">LOVE,<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Keya </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: red"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1186126556">]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2007 13:01:23 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/03/My-way-to-celebrate-Friendship.html</link></item><item><title>EIGHT LIES OF MOTHER</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT color=#cc33cc>Dear Friends,<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT color=#cc33cc>Today I received this story and it brought tears to my eyes. Though I am fortunate that my parents are with me, after reading this story I once again Thank GOD to give me such best parents!<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT color=#cc33cc>Here story is about mother only but for my both my parents are equally loving. Let's all of us share unconditional love, care and respect to all our parents!<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT color=#cc33cc>Hope you guys also like this story.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT color=#cc33cc>Love,<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT color=#cc33cc></FONT></SPAN> </P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-line-height-alt: 12.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993366; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'"><FONT color=#cc33cc>Keya <o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Tms Rmn'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">A story that i cannt forget....must read<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">EIGHT LIES OF MOTHER<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">1.The story began when I was a child; I was born as a son of a poor family. Even for eating, we often got lack of food. Whenever the time for eating, mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was removing her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son. I'm not hungry". </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's First Lie </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">2.When I was getting to grow up, the persevering mother gave her spare time for fishing in a river near our house, she hoped that from the fishes she got, she could gave me a little bit nutritious food for my growth. After fishing, she would cook the fishes to be a fresh fish soup, which raised my appetite. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the rest meat of fish, which was still on the bone of the fish I ate. My heart was touched when I saw it. I then used my chopstick and gave the other fish to her. But she immediately refused it and said "Eat this fish, son. I don't really like fish." </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's Second Lie. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">3.Then, when I was in Junior High School, to fund my study, mother went to an economic enterprise to bring some used-matches boxes that would be stuck in. It gave her some money for covering our needs. As the winter came, I woke up from my sleep and looked at my mother who was still awoke, supported by a little candlelight and within her perseverance she continued the work of sticking some used-matches box. I said, "Mother, go to sleep, it's late, tomorrow morning you still have to go for work." Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, dear. I'm not tired." </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's Third Lie. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><U><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p><SPAN style="TEXT-DECORATION: none"></SPAN></o:p></SPAN></U></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><U><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">4.At</SPAN></U></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"> the time of final term, mother asked for a leave from her work in order to accompany me. While the daytime was coming and the heat of the sun was starting to shine, the strong and persevering mother waited for me under the heat of the sun's shine for several hours. As the bell rang, which indicated that the final exam had finished, mother immediately welcomed me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared before in a cold bottle. The very thick tea was not as thick as my mother's love, which was much thicker. Seeing my mother covering with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink, son. I'm not thirsty!". </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's Fourth Lie. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">5.After the death of my father because of illness, my poor mother had to play her role as a single parent. By held on her former job, she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. No days without sufferance. Seeing our family's condition that was getting worse, there was a nice uncle who lived near my house came to help us, either in a big problem and a small problem. <o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">Our other neighbors who lived next to us saw that our family's life was so unfortunate, they often advised my mother to marry again. But mother, who was stubborn, didn't care to their advice, she said "I don't need love." </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's Fifth Lie. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">6.After I had finished my study and then got a job, it was the time for my old mother to retire. But she didn't want to; she was sincere to go to the marketplace every morning, just to sell some vegetable for fulfilling her needs. I, who worked in the other city, often sent her some money to help her in fulfilling her needs, but she was stubborn for not accepting the money. She even sent the money back to me. She said "I have enough money." </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's Sixth Lie. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">7.After graduated from Bachelor Degree, I then continued my study to Master Degree. I took the degree, which was funded by a company through a scholarship program, from a famous University in <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">America</st1:place></st1:country-region>. I finally worked in the company. Within a quite high salary, I intended to take my mother to enjoy her life in <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">America</st1:place></st1:country-region>. But my lovely mother didn't want to bother her son, she said to me "I'm not used to." </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's Seventh Lie. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">8.After entering her old age, mother got a flank cancer and had to be hospitalized. I, who lived in miles away and across the ocean, directly went home to visit my dearest mother. She lied down in weakness on her bed after having an operation. Mother, who looked so old, was staring at me in deep yearn. She tried to spread her smile on her face; even it looked so stiff because of the disease she held out. It was clear enough to see how the disease broke my mother's body, thus she looked so weak and thin. I stared at my mother within tears flowing on my face. My heart was hurt, so hurt, seeing my mother on that condition. But mother, with her strength, said "Don't cry, my dear. I'm not in pain." </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">That was Mother's Eight Lie. <o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial">"After saying her eighth lie, my dearest mother closed her eyes forever!"<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Schoolbook'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Tms Rmn'"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P> </P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1185784904">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 14:04:08 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/30/EIGHT-LIES-OF.html</link></item><item><title>Please be careful!</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face="Tms Rmn"><BR><P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#6600cc size=6>Still do you want to continue smoking??!!! !</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#6600cc size=6>For your awareness, sharing with your dear ones & necessary action if any please</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#6600cc size=6>love,</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#6600cc size=6>Keya</FONT></P></FONT><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1185341651">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2007 11:02:51 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/25/Please-be.html</link></item><item><title>Love-addict</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Hi,<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">I was reading some blogs, almost everyone has wrote about love in one or other way in our Iland and basically LOVE is a bound which bound us n still allow to be independent in all our life. I am not sure for what I am writing this today but I just felt sharing my thoughts just like that...<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Manytimes we see that we intentionally or unintentionally expect something from love....though some relations we feel are unconditional!! Like Parent-Child relations, unconventional love relation and relations between two best friends! Though we always believe that these are the relations which beyond expectation, then also we are expecting certain things like care, love in return and time. Can't we just love and care someone and don't expect the same in return? Can't we give them time n understand if they don't have time for us? Can't we love all our loved one like Radha loved <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:place w:st="on">Krishna</st1:place>!! <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Yeh RADHE-Krishna is my ideal love IDOL! They were together for short time and they share all the great time together, it was call one soul living in two heart and when the departed from each other they gave justice all their responsibilities, other relations and their partner and they never cried for their separation. They don't blame it to anyone and not to their ownself and set an excellent example of love.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Dear Friends, here I want to say that Love is a gift from God (yeh u may read this sentence 1000s of times in books but once again) and always respect that whether it is with you or not just feel lucky that in your life you got that Love and don't let yourself down for that lovedones' departure. Arisen your self in love and don't be Devadas (or female Devdasii)! The others who love you will also feel hurt when they see you in pain...be the one you are "The Sweet Ocean of Love" ..Love parents, Love some1 special, Love friends, Love children, Love nature and Love humanity<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">(I think I m becoming too... Love-addict now a days but frankly specking I m enjoying being addicted so join my gang)<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Love u all,<BR>keya<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1184571975">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 13:09:04 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/16/Love-addict.html</link></item><item><title>I Miss you all</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face="Lucida Calligraphy" color=#008000 size=4><STRONG><EM>Hi Friends,<BR><BR>I came back after a short refreshing break in this lovely monson. I wish you all are Fit and fine and enjoying new breez around.<BR><BR>This is just a quick mail to say Hello to all and wish you are doing well.<BR><BR>Take care & have great time<BR><BR>I missed your posts during break and now soon goona catchup with all your post of last week.<BR>Love U all,<BR>Keya<BR></EM></STRONG></FONT><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home7/635/23501d8b2e198a5d9d94bd991ba6458c/homep/images/1183959122">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 10:58:14 +0530</pubDate><link>http://Keyazworld.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/09/I-Miss-you.html</link></item></channel></rss>