<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698</id><updated>2012-01-02T17:48:53.187+05:30</updated><category term='motivation'/><category term='DETERMINATION'/><category term='buddha'/><category term='Honesty'/><category term='motivational'/><category term='Harmony'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='success'/><title type='text'>---THINK  +ive ..........B+ive.......</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the collection of the inspiration and motivational stories and useful facts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698.post-357431464713493947</id><published>2011-06-13T17:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:57:31.621+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia; line-height: 39px; font-size: xx-large; "&gt;If a stone is broken by the last stroke&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't mean that first stroke was useless&lt;br /&gt;Success is the result of everyday efforts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-357431464713493947?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/357431464713493947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=357431464713493947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/357431464713493947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/357431464713493947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-stone-is-broken-by-last-stroke-that.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4921370366307540553</id><published>2011-06-13T17:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:54:52.737+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: times, serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; color: black; font-size: 13pt; "&gt;We never get what we want,&lt;br /&gt;We never want what we get,&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never have what we like,&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never like what we have.&lt;br /&gt;And still we live &amp;amp; love.&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-4921370366307540553?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4921370366307540553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4921370366307540553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4921370366307540553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4921370366307540553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-never-get-what-we-want-we-never-want.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7066671670788865265</id><published>2011-06-13T17:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:54:15.154+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Life &amp;amp; Time Are The WorLd's Best Teachers...&lt;br /&gt;Life Teaches Us The Use of Time,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Time Teaches Us The VaLue of The Life. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7066671670788865265?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7066671670788865265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7066671670788865265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7066671670788865265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7066671670788865265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-time-are-worlds-best-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6415319211061049919</id><published>2011-06-13T17:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:50:53.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is tough, but it's a lot tougher when you are Stupid...... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;em style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 12pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1.22em; color: navy; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="join our funny group." target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/sweetcrazyboy/join" style="line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(30, 102, 174); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; "&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="join our funny group." target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/sweetcrazyboy/join" style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;First-year students at Delhi medical college's Vet school were attending their first Anatomy class, with a dead pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all gathered around the surgery table with the body covered with a White sheet. The professor started the class by telling them, 'In Veterinary Medicine it is necessary to have two important qualities as a&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: The first is that you not be disgusted by anything involving the Animal body'. For an example, the Professor pulled back the sheet, touched his finger in the mouth of the dead pig, withdrew it and put his Finger in his mouth. 'Go ahead and do the same thing,' he told his students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students freaked out, hesitated for several minutes. Buteventually took turns putting their finger in the mouth of the dead pig and tasted in their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone finished, the Professor looked at them and said,&lt;br /&gt;'The Second most important quality is observation. I touched with my middle Finger and tasted on my index finger. Now learn to pay attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is tough, but it's a lot tougher when you are Stupid...... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-6415319211061049919?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6415319211061049919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6415319211061049919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6415319211061049919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6415319211061049919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-tough-but-its-lot-tougher-when.html' title='Life is tough, but it&apos;s a lot tougher when you are Stupid...... ...'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-8198520106163099641</id><published>2011-06-13T17:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:47:27.517+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Things aren't always what they seem."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI'; " &gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied..."Things aren't always what they seem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel "how could you have let this happen!? The first man had everything, yet you helped him," she accused. "The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let their cow die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied. "When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave her the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way you think they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You might not know it until some time later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI'; color: navy; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-8198520106163099641?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8198520106163099641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8198520106163099641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8198520106163099641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8198520106163099641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-traveling-angels-stopped-to-spend.html' title='&quot;Things aren&apos;t always what they seem.&quot;'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-2277930929695513346</id><published>2011-06-13T17:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:45:13.168+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic; " &gt;Never believe what the lines of your hand predict about your future, because people who don't have hands also have a future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-2277930929695513346?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2277930929695513346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2277930929695513346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2277930929695513346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2277930929695513346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/never-believe-what-lines-of-your-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7636634995503233185</id><published>2011-06-13T17:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:40:34.771+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-family: Georgia; line-height: 19px; font-size: medium; "&gt;Once a general manager wanted to test his people who had come from all over India, about their values of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He announced that in their seminar folder, there is PVC pouch and in it there is a seed. When they return, they must put it in a good soil in a pot and look after it very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would hold a competition in the next year's seminar and that the best plants would be awarded suitably. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone did what was told to him. A year passed quickly. And next year in a big hall, there were hundreds of pots and a great variety of plants-a great scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except one pot in which the soil was there and no plant! The owner was standing quietly and seemingly ashamed of himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general manager called him on the stage. He asked him what happened and he told him the truth. He planted the seed which he was given – and did that was to be done- but nothing happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general manager declared him the winner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was shocked. It was announced, "Gentlemen! The seeds I gave you were boiled seeds. You planted them and nothing happened! You acted smartly and used some other seeds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man was honest to his work and, therefore he did not cheat me or himself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7636634995503233185?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7636634995503233185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7636634995503233185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7636634995503233185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7636634995503233185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/once-general-manager-wanted-to-test-his.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-595955499188077312</id><published>2011-06-13T17:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:38:44.094+05:30</updated><title type='text'>काँच की बरनी और दो कप चाय - एक बोध कथा</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;जीवन में जब सब कुछ एक साथ और जल्दी-जल्दी करने की इच्छा होती है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;सब कुछ तेजी से पा लेने की इच्छा होती है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;और हमें लगने लगता है कि दिन के चौबीस घंटे भी कम पड़ते हैं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;उस समय ये बोध कथा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; , "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;काँच की बरनी और दो कप चाय" हमें याद आती है ।&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;दर्शनशास्त्र के एक प्रोफ़ेसर कक्षा में आये और उन्होंने छात्रों से कहा कि वे आज जीवन का एक महत्वपूर्ण पाठ पढाने वाले हैं...उन्होंने अपने साथ लाई एक काँच की बडी़ बरनी (जार) टेबल पर रखा और उसमें टेबल टेनिस की गेंदें डालने लगे और तब तक डालते रहे जब तक कि उसमें एक भी गेंद समाने की जगह नहीं बची... उन्होंने छात्रों से पूछा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;क्या बरनी पूरी भर गई&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;हाँ... आवाज आई...फ़िर प्रोफ़ेसर साहब ने छोटे-छोटे कंकर उसमें भरने शुरु किये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;धीरे-धीरे बरनी को हिलाया तो काफ़ी सारे कंकर उसमें जहाँ जगह खाली थी &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;समा गये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;फ़िर से प्&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;ोफ़ेसर साहब ने पूछा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;क्या अब बरनी भर गई है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;छात्रों ने एक बार फ़िर हाँ.. कहा अब प्रोफ़ेसर साहब ने रेत की थैली से हौले-हौले उस बरनी में रेत डालना शुरु किया&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;वह रेत भी उस जार में जहाँ संभव था बैठ गई&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;अब छात्र अपनी नादानी पर हँसे... फ़िर प्रोफ़ेसर साहब ने पूछा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;क्यों अब तो यह बरनी पूरी भर गई ना&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;हाँ.. अब तो पूरी भर गई है.. सभी ने एक स्वर में कहा..सर ने टेबल के नीचे से चाय के दो कप निकालकर उसमें की चाय जार में डाली&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;चाय भी रेत के बीच में स्थित थोडी़ सी जगह में सोख ली गई...प्रोफ़ेसर साहब ने गंभीर आवाज में समझाना शुरु किया - इस काँच की बरनी को तुम लोग अपना जीवन समझो.... टेबल टेनिस की गेंदें सबसे महत्वपूर्ण भाग अर्थात भगवान&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;परिवार&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;बच्चे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;मित्र&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;स्वास्थ्य और शौक हैं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;छोटे कंकर मतलब तुम्हारी नौकरी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;कार&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;बडा़ मकान आदि हैं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;और रेत का मतलब और भी छोटी-छोटी बेकार सी बातें&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;मनमुटाव&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;झगडे़ है..अब यदि तुमने काँच की बरनी में सबसे पहले रेत भरी होती तो टेबल टेनिस की गेंदों और कंकरों के लिये जगह ही नहीं बचती&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;या कंकर भर दिये होते तो गेंदें नहीं भर पाते&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;रेत जरूर आ सकती थी...ठीक यही बात जीवन पर लागू होती है...यदि तुम छोटी-छोटी बातों के पीछे पडे़ रहोगे और अपनी ऊर्जा उसमें नष्ट करोगे तो तुम्हारे पास मुख्य बातों के लिये अधिक समय नहीं रहेगा... मन के सुख के लिये क्या जरूरी ह&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;ये तुम्हें तय करना है । अपने बच्चों के साथ खेलो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;बगीचे में पानी डालो&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;सुबह पत्नी के साथ घूमने निकल जाओ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;घर के बेकार सामान को बाहर निकाल फ़ेंको&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;मेडिकल चेक- अप करवाओ..&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;u style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;टेबल टेनिस गेंदों की फ़िक्र पहले करो&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;u style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;u style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;वही महत्वपूर्ण है... पहले तय करो कि क्या जरूरी है... बाकी सब तो रेत है..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;छात्र बडे़ ध्यान से सुन रहे थे... अचानक एक ने पूछा&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;सर लेकिन आपने यह नहीं बताया कि &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;चाय के दो कप" क्या हैं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;प्रोफ़ेसर मुस्कुराये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;बोले.. मैं सोच ही रहा था कि अभी तक ये सवाल किसी ने क्यों नहीं किया... इसका उत्तर यह है कि&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;जीवन हमें कितना ही परिपूर्ण और संतुष्ट लगे&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;लेकिन &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;अपने खास मित्र के साथ दो कप चाय पीने की जगह हमेशा होनी चाहिये ।&lt;/b&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/7067917221361026698-595955499188077312?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/595955499188077312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=595955499188077312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/595955499188077312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/595955499188077312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='काँच की बरनी और दो कप चाय - एक बोध कथा'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-878323496095065949</id><published>2011-06-13T17:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:36:59.892+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend to Get Married (Worth reading this)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest... I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning... This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded&lt;br /&gt;my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:&lt;br /&gt;       'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       We teach some by what we say&lt;br /&gt;       We teach some more by what we do&lt;br /&gt;       But we teach most by what we are&lt;br /&gt;       - Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       You don't get to choose how you are going to die, or when, but, you can decide how you are going to live, here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Remember:&lt;br /&gt;       People will forget what you said...&lt;br /&gt;       People will forget what you did...&lt;br /&gt;       But people will never forget how you made them feel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       'You Have to Learn Lessons Also &amp;gt;From Others Mistakes because you Will Not Get Time To Do All the Mistakes on Your Own&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/7067917221361026698-878323496095065949?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/878323496095065949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=878323496095065949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/878323496095065949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/878323496095065949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-all-married-couples-and-singles-who.html' title='To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend to Get Married (Worth reading this)'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-491590309098109810</id><published>2010-03-25T15:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:18:24.055+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Shunryu Suzuki was as a Sōtō Zen roshi (priest) who popularized Zen Buddhism in the United States, particularly around San Francisco. He was born in Japan. I came across one of his quotes while reading a book, and found these other gems which I thought were very well said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1- In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, in the expert’s mind there are few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2- When you do something, you should burn yourself up completely, like a good bonfire, leaving no trace of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3- If your mind is empty, it is always ready for anything; it is open to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4- Zen is not some kind of excitement, but concentration on our usual everyday routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5- All of you are perfect just as you are and you could use a little improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6- As soon as you see something, you already start to intellectualize it. As soon as you intellectualize something, it is no longer what you saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7- The most important thing is to find out what is the most important thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;8- I think you’re all enlightened, until you open your mouths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-491590309098109810?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/491590309098109810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=491590309098109810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/491590309098109810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/491590309098109810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/shunryu-suzuki-was-as-soto-zen-roshi.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1545603637383400209</id><published>2010-03-22T11:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:19:56.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold; "&gt;A while ago, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small town.  From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family.  The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family.  In my young mind, he had a special niche.  My parents were complementary instructors: Mom taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey.  But the stranger...he was our storyteller.  He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.&lt;br /&gt;If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future!  He took my family to the first major league ball game.  He made me laugh, and he made me cry.  The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them.  Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home... Not from us, our friends or any visitors.  Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.  My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol.  But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis.  He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished.   &lt;br /&gt;He talked freely (much too freely!) about --- (everything) .  His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger.  Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... And NEVER asked to leave.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family.  He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first.  Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today, you would still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 14pt; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; color: black; font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; color: black; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: black; font-weight: bold; "&gt;His name?.... .. .    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just call him 'TV.' &lt;br /&gt;(Note: This should be required reading for every household!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a wife now....We call her 'Computer.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their first child is "Cell Phone".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second child "I Pod" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;color:#0082bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&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/7067917221361026698-1545603637383400209?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1545603637383400209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1545603637383400209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1545603637383400209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1545603637383400209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/stranger.html' title='The stranger'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4424755347616877387</id><published>2010-03-05T17:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:52:27.618+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Change in words creates wonders....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were u the one who changed my sign this morning? What did u write?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what u said but in a different way."&lt;br /&gt;What he had written was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;"Today is a beautiful day &amp;amp; I cannot see it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-4424755347616877387?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4424755347616877387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4424755347616877387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4424755347616877387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4424755347616877387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/change-in-words-creates-wonders.html' title='Change in words creates wonders....'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4731409038290388550</id><published>2010-03-05T12:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:54:10.046+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Morning wishes to you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Face your past without regret,&lt;br /&gt;handle your present with confidence,&lt;br /&gt;and prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;And you will get the best out of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/7067917221361026698-4731409038290388550?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4731409038290388550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4731409038290388550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4731409038290388550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4731409038290388550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/morning-wishes-to-you-face-your-past.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6724344763644539888</id><published>2010-03-05T12:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:42:04.330+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:aqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: aqua; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;THE WORST IN LIFE IS "ATTACHMENT " IT HURTS WHEN YOU LOSE IT. THE BEST THING IN LIFE IS " LONELINESS " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff35;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 53); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;BECAUSE IT TEACHES YOU EVERYTHING AND, WHEN YOU LOSE IT, YOU GET EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-6724344763644539888?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6724344763644539888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6724344763644539888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6724344763644539888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6724344763644539888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/worst-in-life-is-attachment-it-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-8276811518080881778</id><published>2010-03-05T12:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:41:39.719+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LIFE IS NOT ABOUT THE PEOPLE WHO ACT TRUE TO YOUR FACE ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ABOUT THE PEOPLE WHO REMAIN TRUE BEHIND YOUR BACK&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-8276811518080881778?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8276811518080881778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8276811518080881778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8276811518080881778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8276811518080881778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-not-about-people-who-act-true.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5195463810585735730</id><published>2010-03-05T12:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:40:43.892+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:aqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: aqua; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WHEN YOU TRUST SOMEONE TRUST HIM COMPLETELY WITHOUT&lt;br /&gt;ANY DOUBT....... AT THE END YOU WOULD GET ONE OF THE TWO : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#e1e140;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 225, 64); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;EITHER A LESSON FOR YOUR LIFE OR A VERY GOOD PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-5195463810585735730?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5195463810585735730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5195463810585735730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5195463810585735730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5195463810585735730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-trust-someone-trust-him.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1597734493442949953</id><published>2010-03-05T12:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:39:58.933+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:garamond, serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;SOLDIER : SIR WE ARE SURROUNDED FROM ALL SIDES BY ENEMIES ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR : EXCELLENT ! WE CAN ATTACK IN ANY DIRECTION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:garamond, serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:garamond, serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:garamond, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;This is called +ive attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-1597734493442949953?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1597734493442949953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1597734493442949953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;A WISE MAN SAID :&lt;br /&gt;AIR IS EVERYWHERE,&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE STILL NEED A FAN TO FEEL IT .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7313570276521067834?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7313570276521067834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7313570276521067834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7313570276521067834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7313570276521067834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698.post-2211747890608027529</id><published>2010-03-05T10:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:48:05.451+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;1. Once, all villagers decided to pray for rain. On the day of prayer all the People gathered, but only one boy came with an umbrella...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S FAITH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you throw a baby in the air, she laughs because she knows you will  catch her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Every night we go to bed, without any assurance  of being alive the next Morning. But still we set the alarm to wake us up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We plan big things for tomorrow in spite of  zero knowledge of the future, or having any  certainty of uncertainties. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S CONFIDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We see the world suffering. We know there is a possibility of same or similar things  happening to us. But still we get married!!!!! !........ ......... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S OVER CONFIDENCE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-2211747890608027529?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2211747890608027529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2211747890608027529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2211747890608027529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2211747890608027529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4426207204586627887</id><published>2010-03-04T16:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T16:03:41.299+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.&lt;br /&gt;"Your son is here," she said to the old man. She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened. Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed.&lt;br /&gt;Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed. All through the night the&lt;br /&gt;Young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile. He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients. Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night. Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her.&lt;br /&gt;"Who was that man?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered.&lt;br /&gt;"No, he wasn't," the Marine, replied. "I never saw him before in my life."&lt;br /&gt;"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"&lt;br /&gt;"I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just Wasn't here. When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed."&lt;br /&gt;The next time someone needs you ... Just be there. Stay.&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/7067917221361026698-4426207204586627887?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4426207204586627887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4426207204586627887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4426207204586627887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4426207204586627887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/nurse-took-tired-anxious-serviceman-to.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-8402222977966193458</id><published>2010-03-04T15:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T15:58:54.715+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife&lt;br /&gt;is finishing up her shower when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps&lt;br /&gt;herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there&lt;br /&gt;stands Bob,the next door neighbor. Before she says a word, Bob says, “I’ll give&lt;br /&gt;you $800 to drop that towel.” After thinking for a moment, the woman drops&lt;br /&gt;her towel and stands naked in front of Bob. After a few seconds, Bob hands&lt;br /&gt;her $800 dollars and leaves. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes&lt;br /&gt;back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, “Who was&lt;br /&gt;that?” “It was Bob the next door neighbor,” she replies. “Great!” the&lt;br /&gt;husband says, “Did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: If you share critical information pertaining to&lt;br /&gt;credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position&lt;br /&gt;to prevent avoidable exposure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-8402222977966193458?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8402222977966193458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8402222977966193458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8402222977966193458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8402222977966193458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/man-is-getting-into-shower-just-as-his.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-852576539949227641</id><published>2010-03-04T12:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:21:36.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;costly lines in lifes dictionary&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;" its better to loose your ego to the one you love ,&lt;br /&gt;than to losse the one you love because of your ego " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-852576539949227641?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/852576539949227641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=852576539949227641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/852576539949227641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/852576539949227641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/costly-lines-in-lifes-dictionary-its.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7539602931985989840</id><published>2010-03-04T11:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:54:02.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Silence, happiness, love and blessings are important aspects.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness leads to good health.&lt;br /&gt;It is only you who can give this medicine to yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some bring illness to themselves through anger, greed, unfulfilled desires, expectations, Suppression of feelings and relationships not based on true love. Look in your heart; you will know where your illness comes from.&lt;br /&gt;There are three ingredients for a long and healthy life:&lt;br /&gt;1: live with attention but without worry;&lt;br /&gt;2: use time in a worthwhile way;&lt;br /&gt;3: keep your thoughts pure, positive and filled with strength&lt;br /&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/7067917221361026698-7539602931985989840?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7539602931985989840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7539602931985989840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7539602931985989840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7539602931985989840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/silence-happiness-love-and-blessings.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6196284543081099399</id><published>2010-03-03T16:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:01:24.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'>water water water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Correct timing to take water will maximize its effectiveness to Human body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Two (02) glass of water - After waking up -  Helps activate internal organs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One (01) glasses of water  - 30 minutes before meal - Help digestion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One (01) glass of water - Before taking a bath - Helps lower blood pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One (01) glass of water - Before sleep  - To avoid stroke or heart attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6196284543081099399?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6196284543081099399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6196284543081099399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6196284543081099399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6196284543081099399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/water-water-water.html' title='water water water'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-398218241685973239</id><published>2010-03-03T16:46:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:17:31.362+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); line-height: 19px; "&gt;It depends on how you see things. You can be bitter after being cheated. Or you can choose to move on with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 22px; font-family:'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); line-height: 19px; font-size: medium; "&gt;Robert De Vincenzo, the great Argentine golfer, once won a tournament and, after receiving the check and smiling for the cameras, he went to the clubhouse and prepared to leave. Some time later, he walked alone to his car in the parking lot and was approached by a young woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; text-transform: none; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; font: normal normal normal medium/normal 'Times New Roman'; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; word-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: 'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;She congratulated him on his victory and then told him that her child was seriously ill and near death. She did not know how she could pay the doctor’s bills and hospital expenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 1.22em;   font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: 'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif; "&gt;De Vincenzo was touched by her story, and he took out a pen and endorsed his winning check for payment to the woman. "Make some good days for the baby," he said as he pressed the check into her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-family:bookman old style, new york, times, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); "&gt;The next week he was having lunch in a country club when a Professional Golf Association official came to his table. "Some of the boys in the parking lot last week told me you met a young woman there after you won that tournament." De Vincenzo nodded. "Well," said the official, "I have news for you. She’s a phony. She has no sick baby. She’s not even married. She fleeced you, my friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); "&gt;"You mean there is no baby who is dying?" said De Vincenzo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); "&gt;"That’s right," said the official.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"That’s the best good news I’ve heard all week." De Vincenzo said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;If you were arrested for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;, would there be enough evidence to convict you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-398218241685973239?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/398218241685973239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=398218241685973239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/398218241685973239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/398218241685973239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-depends-on-how-you-see-things.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-974834517741101561</id><published>2010-03-03T16:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:54:36.863+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 19px; font-family:'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"If you judge people, you have no time to love them". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-974834517741101561?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/974834517741101561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=974834517741101561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/974834517741101561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/974834517741101561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-you-judge-people-you-have-no-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-2833427882605938276</id><published>2010-03-03T16:37:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:19:19.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The story tells about a mountain climber who wanted to climb the highest mountain. He begun his adventure after many years of preparation but since he wanted the glory just for himself only he decided to clime mountain alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The night fell heavy in the height of the mountain, and the man could not see anything. All was black. Zero visibility and the moon and the stars were covered by cloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;As he was climbing, only a few feet away from the top of the mountain, he slipped and fell in to the air, falling at the great speed. The climber could only see saw black spot as he went down, and the terrible sensation of being sucked by gravity. He kept falling……and in those moments of great fear, it came to his mind all the good and bad episodes of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;He was thinking now about how close death was getting, when all of a sudden he felt the rope tide to his waist pull him very hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;His body was hanging in the air….Only rope was holding him, and in that moment of stillness he had no other choice but to scream: HELP ME GOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;All of a sudden a deep voice coming from the sky answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;- Save me GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;-DO YOU REALLY THINK I CAN SAVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;- Of course I believe you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;- THEN CUT THE ROPE TIDE TO YOUR WAIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;There was a moment of silence; and the man decided to hold on to the rope with all his strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The rescue team tells that the next day a climber was found dead and frozen……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;his body hanging from a rope. His hand holding tight to it…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;ONLY 10 FEET AWAY FROM THE GROUND…………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And you? How attached are you to your rope? Will you let it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Don’t ever doubt the thing from GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;. You never should say that HE has forgotten or abandoned you. Don’t ever think that HE does not take care of you. Remember that HE is always holding you with HE is always holding you with his right hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-2833427882605938276?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2833427882605938276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2833427882605938276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2833427882605938276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2833427882605938276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/story-tells-about-mountain-climber-who.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6317983185152632693</id><published>2010-03-01T11:43:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:18:06.129+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harmony'/><title type='text'>Harmony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The magnet can draw iron towards itself, but it cannot attract pieces of iron covered with dust and rust. Of course, talks are good - only the practice is paralyzed. Unless this illness is cured, the manifestation of education and scholarship cannot happen. The dust and the rust on the pieces of the iron must be washed away in order for the magnet to attract. When the mind is polished and pure, there will be harmony in thought, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lw_1267277150_2" class="yshortcuts" style="line-height: 1.22em; border-bottom-width: medium; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom- cursor: pointer; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;word and deed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;harmony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; in thought, word and deed is the best proof for the worth of any human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-6317983185152632693?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6317983185152632693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6317983185152632693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6317983185152632693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6317983185152632693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/harmony.html' title='Harmony'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6896239680430405335</id><published>2010-03-01T11:28:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:14:39.811+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>richest man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); line-height: 19px; "&gt;A rich landowner named Carl often rode around his vast estate so he could congratulate himself on his great wealth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;One day while riding around his estate on his favorite horse, he saw Hans, an old tenant farmer. Hans was sitting under a tree when Carl rode by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;Hans said, 'I was just thanking God for my food.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;Carl protested, 'If that is all I had to eat, I wouldn't feel like giving thanks.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;Hans replied, 'God has given me everything I need, and I am thankful for it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;The old farmer added, 'It is strange you should come by today because I had a dream last night. In my dream a voice told me, 'The richest man in the valley will die tonight.' I don't know what it means, but I thought I ought to tell you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carl snorted, 'Dreams are nonsense,' and galloped away, but he could not forget Hans' words: 'The richest man in the valley will die tonight.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was obviously the richest man in the valley, so he invited his doctor to his house that evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carl told the doctor what Hans had said. After a thorough examination, the doctor told the wealthy landowner, 'Carl, you are as strong and healthy as a horse. There is no way you are going to die tonight.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nevertheless, for assurance, the doctor stayed with Carl, and they played cards through the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The doctor left the next morning and Carl apologized for becoming so upset over the old man's dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At about nine o'clock, a messenger arrived at Carl's door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'What is it?' Carl demanded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The messenger explained, 'It's about old Hans. He died last night in his sleep.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;Being rich has nothing to do with money or possessions. But it has everything to do with having a relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-6896239680430405335?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6896239680430405335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6896239680430405335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6896239680430405335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6896239680430405335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/rich-landowner-named-carl-often-rode.html' title='richest man'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-8321627566884609560</id><published>2010-03-01T11:10:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:14:06.043+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;U've heard of d cup that overflowed.Its a story of a bucket that is like the cup, only larger, it is an invisible bucket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Everyone has one. It determines how we feel about ourselves, about others, and how we get along with people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Have you ever experienced a series of very favorable things which made you want to be good to people for a week? At that time, your bucket was full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;A bucket can be filled by a lot of things that happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;When a person speaks to you, recognizing you as a human being, your bucket is filled a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Even more if he calls you by name, especially if it is the name you like to be called. If he compliments you on your dress or on a job well done, the level in your bucket goes up still higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;*****There must be a million ways to raise the level in another's bucket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Writing a friendly letter, remembering something that is special to him, knowing the names of his children, expressing sympathy for his loss, giving him a hand when his work is heavy, taking time 4 conversation, / perhaps more important, listening to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;When one's bucket is full of this emotional support, one can express warmth and friendliness to people. But, remember, this is a theory about a bucket and a dipper. Other people have dippers and they can get their dippers in your bucket. This, too, can be done in a million ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Lets say I am at a dinner and inadvertently upset a glass of thick, sticky chocolate milk that spills over the table cloth, on a lady's skirt, down onto the carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;I am embarrassed. "Bright Eyes" across the table says, "You upset that glass of chocolate milk." I made a mistake, I know I did, and then he told me about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;He got his dipper in my bucket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Think of the times a person makes a mistake, feels terrible about it, only to have someone tell him about the known mistake (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;"Red pencil" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;mentality!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-8321627566884609560?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8321627566884609560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8321627566884609560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8321627566884609560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8321627566884609560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/uve-heard-of-d-cup-that-overflowed.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6483880475522360123</id><published>2010-01-29T11:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:06:04.186+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Treat your kid like a darling for the first five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next five years, scold them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time they turn sixteen, treat them like a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your grown up children are your best friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275BC)     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-6483880475522360123?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6483880475522360123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6483880475522360123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6483880475522360123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6483880475522360123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/treat-your-kid-like-darling-for-first.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1856252603268277962</id><published>2010-01-29T11:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:02:05.128+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"The fragrance of flowers spreads &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in the direction of the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275BC)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-1856252603268277962?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1856252603268277962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1856252603268277962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1856252603268277962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1856252603268277962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/fragrance-of-flowers-spreads-only-in.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1401290135094448609</id><published>2010-01-29T11:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:05:39.779+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;"As soon as the fear approaches near, attack and destroy it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275 BC)   &lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-1401290135094448609?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1401290135094448609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1401290135094448609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1401290135094448609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1401290135094448609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-soon-as-fear-approaches-near-attack.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-226614402315594198</id><published>2010-01-29T11:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:01:01.280+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Once you start a working on something, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid of failure and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't abandon it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who work sincerely are the happiest." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275BC)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-226614402315594198?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/226614402315594198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=226614402315594198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/226614402315594198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/226614402315594198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-you-start-working-on-something.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-921386529017987680</id><published>2010-01-29T10:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:05:10.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;"There is some self-interest behind every friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no Friendship without self-interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a bitter truth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275 BC)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-921386529017987680?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/921386529017987680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=921386529017987680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/921386529017987680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/921386529017987680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-is-some-self-interest-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6421103290877010271</id><published>2010-01-29T10:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:59:58.860+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Before you start some work, always ask yourself three questions - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing it, What the results might be and Will I be successful. Only when you think deeply &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And find satisfactory answers to these questions, go ahead." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275 BC)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7067917221361026698-6421103290877010271?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6421103290877010271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6421103290877010271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6421103290877010271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6421103290877010271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/before-you-start-some-work-always-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-2116141331988431928</id><published>2010-01-29T10:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:04:51.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"The biggest guru-mantra is: Never share your secrets with anybody.  If you cannot keep secret with you , do not expect that other will keep it. ! It will destroy you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275 BC)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-2116141331988431928?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2116141331988431928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2116141331988431928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2116141331988431928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2116141331988431928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/biggest-guru-mantra-is-never-share-your.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5186714943321110483</id><published>2010-01-29T10:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:57:12.186+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Even if a snake is not poisonous, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should pretend to be venomous." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC-275 BC)   &lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-5186714943321110483?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5186714943321110483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5186714943321110483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5186714943321110483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5186714943321110483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-if-snake-is-not-poisonous-it.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1742804355418091082</id><published>2010-01-29T10:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:56:36.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"A person should not be too honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight trees are cut first &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Honest people are screwed first." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanakya quotes (Indian politician, strategist and writer, 350 BC 75 BC) &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/7067917221361026698-1742804355418091082?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1742804355418091082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1742804355418091082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1742804355418091082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1742804355418091082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/person-should-not-be-too-honest.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5247172912525897599</id><published>2010-01-29T10:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:52:54.458+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nice lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;In the room of 200 members:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $500/-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;He asked, "Who would like this 500 note?" Hands started going up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;He said, "I am going to give this note to one of you but first let me do this." He proceeded to crumple the note up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. "Well," he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable Lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $ 500/- Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as Though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Moral :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;You will never lose your value. You are special don't ever forget it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-5247172912525897599?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5247172912525897599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5247172912525897599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5247172912525897599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5247172912525897599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/nice-lesson.html' title='Nice lesson'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-9129641695836763895</id><published>2009-12-21T12:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:52:22.236+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The most useless thing to do.......... ...... Worry&lt;br /&gt;The greatest Joy......... ......... ......... ... Giving.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest loss ............ ......... ..... Loss of self-respect.&lt;br /&gt;The most satisfying work ............ ....... .Helping others.&lt;br /&gt;The ugliest personality trait....... ......... .. Selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;The most endangered species..... ......... Dedicated leaders.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest "shot in the arm"........ .... .. Encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest problem to overcome.... ...... Fear.&lt;br /&gt;The most Effective sleeping pill........ .... Peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;The most crippling failure disease..... ... Excuses.&lt;br /&gt;The most powerful force in life........ ..... Love.&lt;br /&gt;The most dangerous pariah...... ......... ... A Gossiper.&lt;br /&gt;The world's most incredible computer.... . The Brain.&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing to be without..... ......... . Hope.&lt;br /&gt;The deadliest weapon...... ......... ......... ... The tongue.&lt;br /&gt;The two most power-filled words....... ... "I Can".&lt;br /&gt;The greatest asset....... ......... ......... ......... Faith.&lt;br /&gt;The most worthless emotion..... ......... ... Self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;The most prized possession.. ......... ....... Integrity.&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful attire...... ......... ......... A Smile.&lt;br /&gt;The most powerful channel of communication. ..... Prayer.&lt;br /&gt;The most contagious spirit...... ......... .... Enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing in the life....... God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-9129641695836763895?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/9129641695836763895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=9129641695836763895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/9129641695836763895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/9129641695836763895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/most-useless-thing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-102456520434351498</id><published>2009-12-18T11:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:18:29.409+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“A problem clearly stated is a problem half solved.”&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/7067917221361026698-102456520434351498?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698.post-8308248585328207380</id><published>2009-12-18T11:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:03:15.552+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is much easier to be critical than to be correct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-8308248585328207380?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8308248585328207380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8308248585328207380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8308248585328207380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8308248585328207380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-much-easier-to-be-critical-than.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1978263068199308502</id><published>2009-12-18T11:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:01:35.709+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You can think of many things that&lt;br /&gt;you want to change or Achieve.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, when you set out to do&lt;br /&gt;too many Things at once,&lt;br /&gt;nothing gets the full attention it needs -&lt;br /&gt;and, In the end, very little is accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To succeed, you need to set priorities.&lt;br /&gt;Choose only one or Two things that&lt;br /&gt;you want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;Concentrate your efforts&lt;br /&gt;Exclusively on these goals.&lt;br /&gt;Very quickly your efficiency will&lt;br /&gt;Soar and you will see results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-1978263068199308502?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1978263068199308502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1978263068199308502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1978263068199308502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1978263068199308502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-can-think-of-many-things-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5911466962843033735</id><published>2009-12-18T10:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:58:43.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many friends you have. Or how accepted you are. Not about if you have plans this weekend or if you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't about who you're dating, who you used to date, how many people you've dated, or if you haven't been with anyone at all. It isn't about who you have kissed, it's not about sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't about who your family is or how much money they have. Or what kind of car you drive. Or where you are sent to school. It's not about how beautiful or ugly you are. Or what clothes you wear, what shoes you have on, Or what kind of music you listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about if your hair is blonde, red, black, or brown. Or if your skin is too light or too dark. Not about what grades you get, how smart you are, how smart everybody else thinks you are, or how smart standardized tests say you are. It's not about what clubs you're in or how good you are at "your" sport. It's not about representing your whole being on a piece of paper and seeing who will "accept the written you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, life is about whom you love and whom you hurt. It's about whom you make happy or unhappy purposefully. It's about keeping or betraying trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about friendship, used as a sanctity or a weapon. It's about what you say and mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening. About starting rumors and contributing to petty gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about what judgments you pass and why. And who your judgments are spread to. It's about whom you've ignored with full control and intention. It's about jealousy, fear, ignorance, and revenge. It's about carrying inner hate and love, letting it grow, and spreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, it's about using your life to touch or poison other people's hearts in such a way that could have never occurred alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you choose the way those hearts are affected, and those choices are what life's all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5911466962843033735?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5911466962843033735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5911466962843033735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5911466962843033735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5911466962843033735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5771917266171165021</id><published>2009-12-18T10:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:52:31.879+05:30</updated><title type='text'>POWER OF WORDS</title><content type='html'>There once was a wise sage who wandered the countryside. One day, as he passed near a village, he was approached by a woman who told him of a sick child nearby. She beseeched him to help this child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the sage came to the village, and a crowd gathered around him, for such a man was a rare sight. One woman brought the sick child to him, and he said a prayer over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you really think your prayer will help her, when medicine has failed?" yelled a man from the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know nothing of such things! You are a stupid fool!" said the sage to the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man became very angry with these words and his face grew hot and red. He was about to say something, or perhaps strike out, when the sage walked over to him and said: "If one word has such power as to make you so angry and hot, may not another have the power to heal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, the sage healed two people that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5771917266171165021?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5771917266171165021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5771917266171165021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5771917266171165021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5771917266171165021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/power-of-words.html' title='POWER OF WORDS'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-3080466753542696099</id><published>2009-12-14T15:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:47:51.604+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 127, 64); "&gt;Dont read success story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(191, 95, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 127, 64); "&gt;Read only failure story,&lt;br /&gt;B’coz, failure story you get new idea to win,&lt;br /&gt;from Success story you get only message.&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/7067917221361026698-3080466753542696099?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3080466753542696099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=3080466753542696099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3080466753542696099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3080466753542696099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-read-success-story.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-8335057402794086615</id><published>2009-12-14T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:47:10.164+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You Are Wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The following story captured our heart. It happened several years ago in the Paris opera house. A famous singer had been contracted to sing, and ticket sales werebooming. In fact, the night of the concert found the house packed and every ticket sold.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The feeling of anticipation and excitement was in the air as the house manager took the stage and said, Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your enthusiastic support. I am afraid that due to illness, the man whom you've all come to hear will not be performing tonight. However, we have found a suitable substitute we hope will provide you with comparable entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd groaned in disappointmentand failed to hear the announcer mention the stand-in's name. The environment turned from excitement to frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stand-in performer gave the performance everything he had. When he had finished,there was nothing but an uncomfortable silence. No one applauded. Suddenly, from the balcony, a little boy stood up and shouted, Daddy, I think you are wonderful! The crowd broke into thunderous applause.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We all need people in our Lives who are willing to stand up once in a while and say, I think you are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And at times others are expecting this from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you telling them how wonderful you are . . .??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it now and make someone's day more pleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(23, 54, 93); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#17365D;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; "&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/7067917221361026698-8335057402794086615?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8335057402794086615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8335057402794086615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8335057402794086615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8335057402794086615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-are-wonderful.html' title='You Are Wonderful'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6302186500391426715</id><published>2009-12-14T15:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:45:23.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); "&gt;“I'd rather be a failure at something I love than a success at something I hate.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); "&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); "&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://quotationsbook.com/author/1165/" style="color: rgb(30, 102, 174); line-height: 1.22em; font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Burns, George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6302186500391426715?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6302186500391426715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6302186500391426715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6302186500391426715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6302186500391426715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/id-rather-be-failure-at-something-i.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4299178878832182767</id><published>2009-12-14T15:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:38:17.499+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><title type='text'>Quotes on success</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;"Courage is the discovery that you may not win, and trying when you know you can lose." - Tom Crause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest barrier to success is the fear of failure." Sven Goran Eriksson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is simple. Do what's right, the right way, at the right time." - Arnold H. Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They can because they think they can." - Virgil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success means having the courage, the determination, and the will to become the person you believe you were meant to be." - George Sheehan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing can stop the man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal; nothing on earth can help the man with the wrong mental attitude." - Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. There will always be challenges, obstacles and less than perfect conditions. So what. Get started now. With each step you take, you will grow stronger and stronger, more and more skilled, more and more self-confident and more and more successful." - Mark Victor Hansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is not measured by what you accomplish, but by the opposition you have encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained the struggle against overwhelming odds." - Orison Swett Marden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep steadily before you the fact that all true success depends at last upon yourself." - Theodore T. Hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are the embodiment of the information you choose to accept and act upon. To change your circumstances you need to change your thinking and subsequent actions." - Adlin Sinclair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The first step toward success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself." - Mark Caine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is the sum of small efforts, repeated day in and day out." - Robert Collier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful." - Herman Cain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The thing always happens that you really believe in; and the belief in a thing makes it happen." - Frank Loyd Wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have to learn the rules of the game. And then you have to play better than anyone else." - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is only one success--to be able to spend your life in your own way." - Christopher Morley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is focusing the full power of all you are on what you have a burning desire to achieve." - Wilfred Peterson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success comes in cans; failure in can'ts" - Unknown Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack in will." - Vince Lombardi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success means doing the best we can with what we have. Success is the doing, not the getting; in the trying, not the triumph. Success is a personal standard, reaching for the highest that is in us, becoming all that we can be." - Zig Ziglar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The road to success is always under construction" Lily Tomlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is the good fortune that comes from aspiration, desperation, perspiration and inspiration. " - Evan Esar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For true success ask yourself these four questions: Why? Why not? Why not me? Why not now?" - James Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-4299178878832182767?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4299178878832182767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4299178878832182767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4299178878832182767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4299178878832182767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/courage-is-discovery-that-you-may-not.html' title='Quotes on success'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-3410968071190951157</id><published>2009-12-14T15:21:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:32:05.494+05:30</updated><title type='text'>10 principle for peace of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 5px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h1 align="center"  style="line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; color:white;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   line-height: 15px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h1 align="center"  style="line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; color:white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: normal; line-height: 15px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h1 align="center"  style="line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em;   font-size:18pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;1. Do Not Interfere In Others' Business Unless Asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&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 created each one of us in a unique 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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Forgive And Forget:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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,20Forget, and march on. Love flourishes in giving and forgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Do Not Crave For Recognition:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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 yours lf in striving for their recognition? Their recognition is not worth the aggravation. Do your duties ethically and sincerely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Do Not Be Jealous:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all have experienced how jealousy can disturb our peace of mind. You know that you work harder than your colleagues in the office, but sometimes they get promotions; you do not. You started a business several years ago, but you are not as successful as your neighbor whose business is only one year 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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Change Yourself According To The Environment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Endure What Cannot Be Cured:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. Do Not Bite Off More Than You Can Chew:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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 time in prayer, introspection and meditation. This will reduce those thoughts in your mind that make you restless. Uncluttered mind will produce greater peace of mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. Meditate Regularly:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meditation calms the mind and gets rid of disturbing thoughts. This is the highest state of peace of mind. Try and experience 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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. Never Leave The Mind Vacant:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. Do Not Procrastinate And Never Regret:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-align: center; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em;   font-size:18pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-3410968071190951157?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3410968071190951157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=3410968071190951157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3410968071190951157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3410968071190951157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/take-look-at-apple-tree-there-might-be.html' title='10 principle for peace of mind'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7642348444399891609</id><published>2009-12-14T14:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:59:14.935+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 19px; color: rgb(0, 0, 127); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Take a look at an apple tree. There might be five hundred apples on the tree, but each apple has just ten seeds. That's a lot of seeds!&lt;br /&gt;We might ask, "Why would you need so many seeds to grow just a few more apple trees?"&lt;br /&gt;Nature has something to teach us here. It's telling us: "Not all seeds grow. In life, most seeds never grow. So if you really want to make something happen, you had better try more than once."&lt;br /&gt;This might mean:&lt;br /&gt;You'll attend twenty interviews to get one job. You'll interview forty people to find one good employee. You'll talk to fifty people to sell one house, one car, one vacuum cleaner, one insurance policy, or a business idea. And you might meet a hundred acquaintances just to find one special friend .&lt;br /&gt;When we understand the "Law of the Seed", we don't get so disappointed. We stop feeling like victims. We learn how to deal with things that happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;Laws of nature are not things to take personally. We just need to understand them - and work with them.&lt;br /&gt;IN A NUTSHELL&lt;br /&gt;Successful people fail more often. But they plant more seeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-7642348444399891609?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7642348444399891609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7642348444399891609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7642348444399891609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7642348444399891609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/take-look-at-apple-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4986678201498341894</id><published>2009-12-14T11:00:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:55:00.239+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 19px; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A little patience can save you a lot of frustration and regret. Have patience with others, with yourself, with the way your life moves forward, and reap the benefits that patience can bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 127); line-height: 19px; font-family:'bookman old style', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);  font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Many times, it can be far more effective to practice patience than to react in anger. Many times, patience will move you forward when frenzied effort will not. When you lash out at every turn of events, you spiral downward into a victim of your own circumstances. Yet when you make patience a part of your response, it keeps you in positive control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);  font-weight: normal; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Patience is not complicated or difficult to achieve. Simply step back, and take a few deep, relaxing breaths. Calmly know that you're far better off being patiently in control than you are if you're excitedly out of control. Reason, rather than scream. Think, investigate and consider, rather than jump to conclusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em style="line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have a little patience, and see that it can make all the difference in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/7067917221361026698-4986678201498341894?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4986678201498341894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4986678201498341894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4986678201498341894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4986678201498341894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-patience-can-save-you-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-2942931390440917309</id><published>2009-12-11T16:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:39:48.208+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS LIKE THAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;A Long time ago, there was an Emperor who told his horseman that if he could ride on his horse and cover as much land area as he likes, then the Emperor would give him the area of land he has covered.&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, the horseman quickly jumped onto his horse and rode as fast as possible to cover as much land area as he could.&lt;br /&gt;He kept on riding and riding, whipping the horse to go as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;When he was hungry or tired, he did not stop because he wanted to cover as much area as possible and came to a point when he had covered a substantial area and was exhausted . Then he asked himself, "Why did I pushed myself so hard to cover so much land area?&lt;br /&gt;Now I am dying and I only need a very small area to bury myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****The above story is similar with the journey of our Life.&lt;br /&gt;We push very hard everyday to make more money, to gain power and recognition.&lt;br /&gt;We neglect our health, time with our family and to appreciate the surrounding beauty and the hobbies we love to do.&lt;br /&gt;One day when we look back, we will realize that we don't really need that much, but then we cannot turn back time for what we have missed.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not about making money, acquiring power or recognition.&lt;br /&gt;Life is definitely not about work!&lt;br /&gt;Work is only necessary to keep us living so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life.&lt;br /&gt;*****Life is a balance of Work and Play, Family and Personal time.&lt;br /&gt;You have to decide how you want to balance your Life.&lt;br /&gt;*****Define your priorities, realize what you are able to compromise but always let some of your decisions be based on your instincts.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of Life, the whole aim of human existence.&lt;br /&gt;So, take it easy, do what you want to do and appreciate nature.&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile, Life is short.&lt;br /&gt;*****Do not take Life for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy every second...All. ..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;LIFE IS LIKE THAT&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/7067917221361026698-2942931390440917309?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2942931390440917309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2942931390440917309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2942931390440917309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2942931390440917309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-like-that.html' title='LIFE IS LIKE THAT'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6219160753553505088</id><published>2009-12-11T16:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:40:24.848+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kill Your EGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was once a scientist. After a lot of practice efforts, he developed a formula learned the art of reproducing himself. He did it so perfectly that it was impossible to tell the reproduction from the original. One day while doing his research, he realized that the Angel of Death was searching for him. In order to remain alive he reproduced a dozen copies of himself. The reproduction was so similar that all of them looked exactly like him. Now when this Angel of Death came down, he was at a loss to know which of the thirteen before him was the original scientist, confused, he left them all alone returned back to heaven. But, not for long, for being an expert in human nature, the Angel came up with a clever idea. He said to the scientist addressing all thirteen of them, "Sir, you must be a genius to have succeeded in making such perfect reproduction formula of yourself. However, I have discovered a flaw in your work, just one tiny little flaw." The scientist immediately jumped out shouted, "Impossible! where is the flaw?" "Right here" said the Angel, as he picked up the scientist from among the reproductions carried him off. The whole purpose of the scientist his formula of reproduction failed as he could not control his pride, so he lost his life. So when man's Knowledge Skills takes him to the top of the ladder makes him successful, however the three letter word "EGO" can pull him down to earth immediately at its double speed. So don't allow Ego to kill yourself, Instead; *KILL YOUR EGO..!!!*&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-6219160753553505088?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6219160753553505088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6219160753553505088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6219160753553505088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6219160753553505088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/kill-your-ego.html' title='Kill Your EGO'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1902266117793694022</id><published>2009-12-11T16:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:31:55.502+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Duties:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont think, I have lots of duties. How will I fulfill them? Reason behind's dat the moment you think something is your duty, there lies no beauty in it. Duty n responsibility, becomes a burden / bondage on your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love the job that you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Expand Your World:-&lt;br /&gt;Expand your world and your (cravings) will drop away. The world is so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Be open to new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dropping past impressions: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you drop the cravings and all these past impressions from the mind, then you become free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Take some time:-&lt;br /&gt;Have you taken some time for yourself, to cleanse the system of all these negative emotions? Have you taken some time off to find the source from where we have come up and where we will be going back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't think you'll be here forever.&lt;br /&gt;You change:-&lt;br /&gt;There is a great expectation in every relationship that the other person should change.We keep busy saying "You'd better change. You're not the same. I don't know what has happened to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We never think that we should change instead of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ultimate Relationship: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the ultimate relationship: when you can relate to yourself one hundred percent. Then, any face you look at---there is love, there is charm, there is beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pain vs. Thought of the Pain:-&lt;br /&gt;It's not the pain that is bothering us; it is the thought of the pain that bothers one. It's not the situation that one is troubled with, but the fear of the situation that is troubling one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why not come out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-1902266117793694022?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1902266117793694022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1902266117793694022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1902266117793694022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1902266117793694022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/duties-dont-think-i-have-lots-of-duties.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-2743312385995948942</id><published>2009-12-11T16:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:27:58.009+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Only great minds can read this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is weird, but interesting!&lt;br /&gt;fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too&lt;br /&gt;Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.&lt;br /&gt;i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnat nrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-2743312385995948942?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2743312385995948942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2743312385995948942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2743312385995948942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2743312385995948942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-4654541098379111638?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4654541098379111638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4654541098379111638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4654541098379111638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4654541098379111638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-not-angry-that-you-cannot-make.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4134013938695067448</id><published>2009-12-11T16:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:17:04.571+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;# There are no secrets to success.&lt;br /&gt;It is the result of preparation, hard work, and learning from failure!!!!! !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# The best thing to give to your enemy is forgiveness; to an opponent, tolerance; to a friend, your heart; to your child, a good example; to your father, deference; to your mother, conduct that will make her proud of you; to yourself, respect; to all men, charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Coins always make sound but&lt;br /&gt;The currency notes are always silent...&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;When your value increases... .&lt;br /&gt;keep yourself calm and silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-4134013938695067448?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4134013938695067448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4134013938695067448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4134013938695067448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7571338828823045120</id><published>2009-12-11T16:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:08:19.869+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"“Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option”"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7571338828823045120?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://in.mg50.mail.yahoo.com/dc/launch?.gx=1&amp;.rand=foocpmrrn4jh8' title=''/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698.post-834737436188560930</id><published>2009-11-21T11:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:31:01.195+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life me kabhi JHUKNA pade to don't hesitate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jhukta wahi hai jisme jaan hoti hai, Akad hi to murde ki pehchan hoti hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-834737436188560930?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/834737436188560930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698.post-6019165366666633157</id><published>2009-11-19T11:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:17:52.902+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An award should go to the gate attendant at Luqa airport.  A crowded Malta-London flight was cancelled. She was the lone attendant in charge of re-booking a long line of inconvenienced travelers. Suddenly an angry passenger pushed his way to the desk. He slapped his ticket down on the counter and said, “I HAVE to be on this flight and it HAS to be FIRST CLASS”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attendant replied, “I’m sorry sir. I’ll be happy to try to help you, but I’ve got to help these people first, and I’m sure we’ll be able to work something out.” The passenger was unimpressed. He asked loudly, so that the passengers behind him could hear, “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without hesitating, the attendant smiled and grabbed her public address microphone: May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please?” she began.  With her voice being heard clearly throughout the terminal, she said, “We have a passenger here at Gate 14 WHO DOES NOT KNOW WHO HE IS. If anyone can help him find his identity, please come to Gate 14.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the folks behind him in line laughing hysterically, the man glared at the attendant, gritted his teeth and said, “F… You!” Without flinching, she smiled and said, “I’m sorry, sir, but you’ll have to get in line for that too.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6019165366666633157?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6019165366666633157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6019165366666633157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6019165366666633157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6019165366666633157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/11/award-should-go-to-gate-attendant-at.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5709759401950818001</id><published>2009-11-19T11:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:11:31.404+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Speech given by Chetan Bhagat in Symbiosis ...must read..... Short but has great depth in it. Do not miss to relish the true essence of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is one of those races in nursery school where you have to run with a marble in a spoon kept in your mouth. If the marble falls, there is no point coming first. Same with life, where health and relationships are the marble. Your striving is only worth it if there is harmony in your life. Else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being excited and alive, will start to die.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about nurturing the spark - don't take life seriously. Life is not to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are like a prepaid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, bunk a few classes, goof up a few interviews, take leave from work, fall in love. We are people, not programmed devices..... ...." :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be serious, be sincere." ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chetan Bhagat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5709759401950818001?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5709759401950818001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5709759401950818001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5709759401950818001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5709759401950818001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/11/speech-given-by-chetan-bhagat-in.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4667322418479124972</id><published>2009-11-19T10:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:53:47.455+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring Story: Growing Good Corn..</title><content type='html'>There was a Nebraska farmer who grew award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won a blue ribbon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?" the reporter asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why sir," said the farmer, "didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very much aware of the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbor's corn also improves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is in other dimensions. Those who choose to be at peace must help their neighbors to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others to live well, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must help others to find happiness for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson for each of us is this: if we are to grow good corn, we must help our neighbors grow good corn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-4667322418479124972?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4667322418479124972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4667322418479124972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4667322418479124972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6228735716198525742?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6228735716198525742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6228735716198525742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6228735716198525742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6228735716198525742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/11/secret-of-sucess-is-knowing-whom-to.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5960808351771567932</id><published>2009-11-19T10:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:26:49.753+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A worldwide survey was conducted by the UN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only question asked was:&lt;br /&gt;Would you please give your honest opinion about solutions to the food shortage in the rest of the world?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The survey was a huge failure, because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Africa they didn't know what 'food' meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India they didn't know what 'honest' meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Europe they didn't know what 'shortage' meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In China they didn't know what 'opinion' meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Middle East they didn't know what 'solution' meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In South America they didn't know what 'please' meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the USA they didn't know what 'the rest of the world' meant!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5960808351771567932?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5960808351771567932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5960808351771567932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were aloving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. When the boy wasaround two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottleopen.He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keepitin the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot thematter. The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottlefascinatedby its color and drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicinemeantfor adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed the mother hurriedhim to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She wasterrified how to face her husband. When the distraught father came tothehospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered justfive words.QUESTIONS :1. What were the five words ?2. What is the implication of this story?ANSWER :The husband just said " I am with you Darling "The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened. No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child.&lt;br /&gt;What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world. " A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step " . Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.MORAL OF THE STORY:This story is really worth reading. ..... Sometimes we spend time inasking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know.&lt;br /&gt;By this way we miss out something called L.I.F.E .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-2416080003574894543?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2416080003574894543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2416080003574894543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2416080003574894543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2416080003574894543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-how-we-miss-out-something.html' title='THIS IS HOW WE MISS OUT SOMETHING CALLED &quot;LIFE&quot;'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1895521999527530035</id><published>2009-10-31T12:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:17:23.521+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"The Why Questions"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why is it considered necessary to nail down the lid of a coffin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why does the sun lighten our hair, but darken our skin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth closed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Why is a boxing ring . .  square? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why is it that rain drops but snow falls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Why is it that when you're driving and looking for an address, you turn down the volume on the radio? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why is store bought lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker? &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/7067917221361026698-1895521999527530035?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1895521999527530035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1895521999527530035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1895521999527530035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1895521999527530035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-questions-why-is-it-considered.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6726028049938060136</id><published>2009-10-31T12:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:09:58.506+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;If some one hurts u, don’t mind.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is law of nature that&lt;br /&gt;“The tree which has the sweetest fruits gets the maximum number of stones”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6726028049938060136?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6726028049938060136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6726028049938060136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6726028049938060136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6726028049938060136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-some-one-hurts-u-dont-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6334366197787388610</id><published>2009-10-31T12:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:06:26.189+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Tips For Men n Women...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.&lt;br /&gt;For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.&lt;br /&gt;For beautiful hair, let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.&lt;br /&gt;For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.&lt;br /&gt;As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6334366197787388610?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6334366197787388610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6334366197787388610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6334366197787388610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6334366197787388610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-tips-for-men-n-women.html' title='Beauty Tips For Men n Women...............'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-2711984924467043940</id><published>2009-10-31T12:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:05:01.580+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;सुख और दुःख केवल मानसिक स्थिति है.संसार रूपी समुद्र में जीवन एक नाव हैजिसमे सुख और दुख नाम की लहरे आती और जाती रहती है.और जब तक जीवन की ये नौका चल रही हैतब तक सुख और दुख दोनों ही लहरे समय समय पर आकरइस नाव की दिशा निर्धारण करती रहेंगी.लहरो की तीव्रता का अनुमान नाविक को स्वयं करना होता हैजो उसे मंजिल तक पहुचाने में मदद कर सके.वो कहते है न की मैं दुखी था क्योंकि मेरे पैर मैं जूता नही थापर जब एक इंसान को देखा कि उसका तो पैर ही नही है तोमुझे अहसास हुआ की मैं कितना सुखी थाबस जिन्दगी के इस नजरिये का नाम ही सुख और दुख है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-2711984924467043940?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2711984924467043940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=2711984924467043940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2711984924467043940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/2711984924467043940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-8327194216390517721</id><published>2009-10-31T12:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:03:53.075+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dance like no one's watching; sing like no one's listening; love like you can't get hurt, and live like there's no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-8327194216390517721?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8327194216390517721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8327194216390517721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8327194216390517721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8327194216390517721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/dance-like-no-ones-watching-sing-like.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5695104548166409159</id><published>2009-10-08T15:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:45:24.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honesty'/><title type='text'>Honesty is still the best policy</title><content type='html'>Once a general manager wanted to test his people who had come from all over India, about their values of life. &lt;br /&gt;He announced that in their seminar folder, there is PVC pouch and in it there is a seed. When they return, they must put it in a good soil in a pot and look after it very well. &lt;br /&gt;He would hold a competition in the next year's seminar and that the best plants would be awarded suitably.  Everyone did what was told to him. A year passed quickly. And next year in a big hall, there were hundreds of pots and a great variety of plants-a great scene. Except one pot in which the soil was there and no plant! The owner was standing quietly and seemingly ashamed of himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general manager called him on the stage. He asked him what happened and he told him the truth. He planted the seed which he was given – and did that was to be done - but nothing happened!&lt;br /&gt;The general manager declared him the winner!&lt;br /&gt; Everyone was shocked. It was announced, "Gentlemen! The seeds I gave you were boiled seeds. You planted them and nothing happened! You acted smartly and used some other seeds. This man was honest to his work and, therefore he did not cheat me or himself! And we respect honest people even today."That man later became the Vice-President of the company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5695104548166409159?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5695104548166409159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5695104548166409159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5695104548166409159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5695104548166409159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/honesty-is-still-best-policy.html' title='Honesty is still the best policy'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5607204301436337270</id><published>2009-10-08T15:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:42:00.698+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DETERMINATION'/><title type='text'>DETERMINATION</title><content type='html'>In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York with the Long Island. 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;br /&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.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.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;br /&gt;"We told them so."&lt;br /&gt;"Crazy men and their crazy dreams."&lt;br /&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. 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;br /&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. 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.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.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;br /&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;Even the most distant dream can be realized with determination and persistence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5607204301436337270?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5607204301436337270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5607204301436337270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5607204301436337270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5607204301436337270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/determination.html' title='DETERMINATION'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7686599027294077366</id><published>2009-10-08T15:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:30:39.183+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Coming together is a beginning. Keeping together is progress. Working together is success.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7686599027294077366?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7686599027294077366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7686599027294077366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7686599027294077366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7686599027294077366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-together-is-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-4972565889849054205</id><published>2009-10-08T12:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:26:10.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>D most beautiful thing is 2 c a person smiling...!!&lt;br /&gt;And even more beautiful is, knowing that u r d reason behind it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man is the richest whose pleasures are the cheapest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achievement is largely the product of steadily raising one's levels of aspiration and expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying something helps you believe in it. Doing something helps others believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strong positive mental attitude will create more miracles than any wonder drug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-4972565889849054205?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4972565889849054205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=4972565889849054205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4972565889849054205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/4972565889849054205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/d-most-beautiful-thing-is-2-c-person.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-8702794154691352301</id><published>2009-10-08T11:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:52:51.849+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Past is Experience...!&lt;br /&gt;Present is Experiments...!&lt;br /&gt;Future is Expectations...!&lt;br /&gt;Use your Experience in your Experiments to achieve your Expectations...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-8702794154691352301?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8702794154691352301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=8702794154691352301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8702794154691352301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/8702794154691352301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/past-is-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1551578958492860036</id><published>2009-10-08T11:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:28:45.244+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddha'/><title type='text'>PEACE OF MIND</title><content type='html'>Once Buddha was walking from one town to another town with a few of his followers. This was in the initial days. While they were traveling, they happened to pass a lake. They stopped there and Buddha told one of his disciples, I am thirsty. Do get me some water from that lake there.&lt;br /&gt;The disciple walked up to the lake. When he reached it, he noticed that some people were washing clothes in the water, and right at that moment, a bullock cart started crossing through the lake. As a result, the water became very muddy, very turbid. The disciple thought, How can I give this muddy water to Buddha to drink! So he came back and told Buddha, The water&lt;br /&gt;in there is very muddy. I don't think it is fit to drink. After about half an hour, again Buddha asked the same disciple to go back to the lake and get him some water to drink. The disciple obediently went back to the lake. This time he found that the lake had absolutely clear water in it. The mud had settled down and the water above it looked fit to be had. So he collected some water in a pot and brought it to Buddha. Buddha looked at the water, and then he looked up at the disciple and said, See what you did to make the water clean. You let it be. and the mud settled down on its own and you got clear water.&lt;br /&gt;Our mind is also like that! When it is disturbed, just let it be. Give it a little time. It will settle down on its own. You don't have to put in any effort to calm it down. It will happen. It is effortless.&lt;br /&gt;Having Peace of Mind is not a strenuous job; it is an effortless process! When there is peace inside you, that peace permeates to the outside. It spreads around you and in the environment, such that people around start feeling that peace and grac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-1551578958492860036?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1551578958492860036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1551578958492860036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1551578958492860036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1551578958492860036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/peace-of-mind.html' title='PEACE OF MIND'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-3481092447681001828</id><published>2009-09-29T10:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:57:09.968+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is a one way street....&lt;br /&gt;No Matter which door u take..&lt;br /&gt;None of them..Leads back..&lt;br /&gt;So Enjoy every moment of ur life..&lt;br /&gt;B'coz nothing will happen the same way again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-3481092447681001828?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3481092447681001828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=3481092447681001828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3481092447681001828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3481092447681001828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-one-way-street_29.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1019758807157674788</id><published>2009-09-29T10:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:53:24.487+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LUCKY means who get the Opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;BRILLIANT means who create the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;WINNER means who use the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Be a Winner always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning is a Problem but Loosing is the Formula&lt;br /&gt;So better know the Formula&lt;br /&gt;before solving the problem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-1019758807157674788?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698.post-1657718644703011380</id><published>2009-09-29T10:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:53:20.827+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LUCKY means who get the Opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;BRILLIANT means who create the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;WINNER means who use the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Be a Winner always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning is a Problem but Loosing is the Formula&lt;br /&gt;So better know the Formula&lt;br /&gt;before solving the problem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-1657718644703011380?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1657718644703011380/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067917221361026698.post-6103764599576743342</id><published>2009-09-25T17:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:02:38.589+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a true story that happened in Japan. In order to renovate the house, someone in Japan breaks open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space betweenthe wooden walls.When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet. He sees this, feels pity, and at the same time curious,as when he checked the nail, it was nailed 5 years ago when the house was first built !!!What happened? The lizard has survived in such position for 5 years!In a dark wall partition for 5 years without moving, it is impossible and mind-boggling.Then he wondered how this lizard survived for 5 years! without moving a single step--since its foot was nailed!So he stopped his work and observed the lizard, what it has been doing, and what and how it has been eating. Later, not knowing from where it came, appears another lizard,with food in its mouth.Ah! He was stunned and touched deeply. For the lizard that was stuck by nail, another lizard has been feeding it for the past 5 years... Imagine? it has been doing that untiringly for 5 long years, without giving up hope on its partner. Imagine what a small creature can do that a creature blessed with a brilliant mind can't. Please never abandon your loved onesLesson from the Story:Never Say you are Busy When They Really Need You ...You May Have The Entire World At Your Feet.But You Might Be The Only World To Them.. A Moment of negligence might break the very heartwhich loves you thru all odds.. Before you say something just remember..it takes a moment to Break but an entire lifetime to make...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6103764599576743342?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6103764599576743342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6103764599576743342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6103764599576743342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6103764599576743342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-true-story-that-happened-in.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-3971426454322277542</id><published>2009-09-25T16:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:00:20.904+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read These Beautiful Lines:&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of ten years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a newly&lt;br /&gt;Divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of four/three years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who&lt;br /&gt;Has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of nine months:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother&lt;br /&gt;who has given birth to&lt;br /&gt;A premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one-second:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has survived an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To! realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-3971426454322277542?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3971426454322277542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=3971426454322277542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3971426454322277542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3971426454322277542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/read-these-beautiful-lines-to-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-6686545725048187019</id><published>2009-09-25T16:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:16:25.741+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Life is a one way street....&lt;br /&gt;No Matter which door u take..&lt;br /&gt;Non of them..&lt;br /&gt;Leads back..&lt;br /&gt;So Enjoy every moment of ur life..&lt;br /&gt;B'coz nothing will happen the same way again....take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-6686545725048187019?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://in.mg50.mail.yahoo.com/dc/blank.html?bn=157.18&amp;.intl=in&amp;.lang=en-IN' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6686545725048187019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=6686545725048187019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6686545725048187019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/6686545725048187019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-one-way-street.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7367396256402985536</id><published>2009-08-21T11:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:40:23.395+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MOST IMPORTANT BODY PART</title><content type='html'>My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body andThrough the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correctAnswer. When I was younger I thought sound was very important to us asHumans so I said my ears mommy. She said "No, many people are deaf. But youKeep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon." Several years passed before she asked me again. Since my last attempt IContemplated a correct answer. So I told her "Mommy, sight is very importantTo everybody, so it must be our eyes."  She looked at me and told me that IWas learning fast but the answer is not correct because there are manyPeople who are blind. Stumped again I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years sheAsked me a couple more times and always the same answer "No. But you areGetting smarter every year my young child." Then last year my Grandpa died.  Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying.Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it is only theSecond time I saw him cry.  My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to sayOur final good-bye to Grandpa.  She asked me "Do you know the most importantBody part yet my son?"  And I was shocked she asked me this now.  I alwaysThought this was a game between her and me.  She saw the confusion on myFace and told me "This question is very important. It shows that you haveReally lived in your life.  For every body part you gave me in the past IHave told you that it was wrong and given you an example why.  But today isThe day you need to learn this important lesson." She looked down at me like only a mother can.  I saw her eyes well up withTears.  She said, "Son the most important body part is your shoulder."  WasIt because it held up my head? She replied, "No, because it can hold theHead of a friend or loved one when they cry.  Everybody needs a shoulder toCry on sometime in life my son.  I only hope that you have enough love andFriends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."Then and there I knew the most important body part was not selfish, it wasSympathetic to the pain of OTHERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7367396256402985536?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7367396256402985536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7367396256402985536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7367396256402985536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7367396256402985536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/most-important-body-part.html' title='MOST IMPORTANT BODY PART'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1298639910608264802</id><published>2009-08-21T11:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:27:00.610+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LUNCH WITH GOD</title><content type='html'>A little boy wanted 2 meet God.&lt;br /&gt;He knew it ws a long trip 2 where God lived, so he packed his suitcase wid Twinkies n a six-pack f root beer n he started his journey. When he had gone abt three blocks, he met an old woman. She ws sitting in d park just staring at some pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;The boy sat down next 2 her n opened his suitcase. He ws about 2 take a drink fm his root beer when he noticed that d old lady looked hungry, so he offered her a Twinkie.&lt;br /&gt;She gratefully accepted it n smiled at him. Her smile was so pretty that d boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Again, she smiled at him. The boy was delighted!&lt;br /&gt;They sat there all afternoon eating n smiling, but never said a word. As it grew dark, boy realized how tired he was n he got up 2 leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to d old woman, n gave her a hug.&lt;br /&gt;She gave him her biggest smile ever.&lt;br /&gt;When d boy opened d door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by d look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did u do today that made u look so happy?" He replied, "I had lunch with God." But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? She's got d most beautiful smile I've ever seen!"&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, old woman, also radiant with joy, returned 2 her home. Her son was stunned by d look of peace on her face n asked, "Mother, what did u do 2day that made u so happy?" She replied, "I ate Twinkies in the park with God." However, before her son responded,she added&lt;br /&gt;"You know, he's much younger than I expected."&lt;br /&gt;Too often we underestimate d power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have d potential to turn a life around.&lt;br /&gt;Remember,&lt;br /&gt;**We don't know what God will look like. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-1298639910608264802?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1298639910608264802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1298639910608264802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1298639910608264802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1298639910608264802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/lunch-with-god.html' title='LUNCH WITH GOD'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5947358682341941401</id><published>2009-08-02T20:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:39:13.226+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Relationships from a different angle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; is a  very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end  of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to   suspicion, suspicion generates  anger, anger causes enmity and enmity   may result in separation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;A  telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call.   She  answered, 'Public Utilities Board.' There was silence. She   repeated, 'PUB.'  There was still no answer. When she was going to   cut off the line, she heard a  lady's voice, 'Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's  pocket but I do not know whose number it is.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Without mutual trust, just  imagine what will happen to the couple if   the telephone operator answered with  just 'hello' instead of 'PUB'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;NO POINTING FINGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  man asked his father-in-law, 'Many people praised you for a successful marriage.  Could you please share with me your secret?'&lt;br /&gt;The father-in-law answered in a  smile, 'Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does  something wrong. Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and  weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all look  forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face.  Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a  scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always  remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are  pointing at ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we forgive the others, others will ignore our  mistake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;  ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and  requested 'I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one.'  The SDU officer said, 'Your requirements, please.' 'Oh, good looking, polite,  humorous, sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to  accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don't go out.  Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be  silent when I want to rest.' The officer listened carefully and replied, 'I  understand you need television.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying that a perfect match  can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind  wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the  nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and  dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of  love wears off, they wake up a nd discover that marriage is not a bed of roses.  The nightmare begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;NO OVERPOWERING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Many  relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too  much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses  will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There  is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that 'It is easier to reshape a  mountain or a river than a person's character.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to  change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will  cause disappointment and unpleasantness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be less painful to  change ourselves and lower our expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; " title="Click to join kuwait_indiafriendsclub" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/kuwait_indiafriendsclub/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; " title="Click to join kuwait_indiafriendsclub" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/kuwait_indiafriendsclub/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;RIGHT SPEECH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; " title="Click to join kuwait_indiafriendsclub" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/kuwait_indiafriendsclub/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; " title="Click to join kuwait_indiafriendsclub" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/kuwait_indiafriendsclub/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;There is a  Chinese saying which carries the meaning that 'A speech will either prosper or  ruin a nation.' Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a  couple is too close with each other, we always forget mutual respect and  courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other  party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction  site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted, 'Hi, Emily! Remember me?  We used to date in the secondary school.' On the way home, her millionaire  husband teased her, 'Luckily you married me. Otherwise you will be the wife of a  construction worker.' She answered,' You should appreciate that you married me.  Other wise, he will be the millionaire and not you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequently  exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a  broken egg - cannot be reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;PERSONAL PERCEPTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be  another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home,  a boy commented, 'Very stupid. Why neither of them rides on the donkey? 'Upon  hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides  them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, 'The husband is the head of  family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?'  Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, 'How can  the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman.'&lt;br /&gt;The  husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey. Then, they met a  young man. He commented, 'Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two  persons. They are cruel to you.' Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately  climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems  to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened  and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river. You can never  have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not  at present, and never will be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, do not be too  bothered by others words if our conscience is clear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; " title="Click to join kuwait_indiafriendsclub" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/kuwait_indiafriendsclub/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;BE PATIENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a  true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire  his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering  dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him  away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father  calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the doctor  tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the  fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp;amp;  saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, 'Daddy, I'm sorry about your truck.'  Then he asked, 'but when are my fingers going to grow back?' The father went  home &amp;amp; committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this story the next time  someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose  your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired.. Broken bones &amp;amp;  hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between  the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than  revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the  actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5947358682341941401?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5947358682341941401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5947358682341941401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5947358682341941401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5947358682341941401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/relationships-from-different-angle.html' title='Relationships from a different angle'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-3763062889377014496</id><published>2009-08-02T20:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:33:00.234+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I love walking in the rain because no one knows I'm  crying&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/7067917221361026698-3763062889377014496?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3763062889377014496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=3763062889377014496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3763062889377014496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3763062889377014496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-walking-in-rain-because-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1478411705078573003</id><published>2009-08-02T20:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:32:07.276+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;'Good Life starts only when you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;stop wanting a better One'&lt;/span&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/7067917221361026698-1478411705078573003?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1478411705078573003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1478411705078573003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1478411705078573003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1478411705078573003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-life-starts-only-when-you-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-637950594307814461</id><published>2009-08-01T12:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:41:23.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The people who accomplish the most do so ..&lt;br /&gt;       not because they never run into problems,                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but because ,they believe there is a solution for each one!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-637950594307814461?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/637950594307814461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=637950594307814461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/637950594307814461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/637950594307814461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-who-accomplish-most-do-so.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7193872682372128084</id><published>2009-07-31T13:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:37:06.182+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Men vs Women</title><content type='html'>Men:&lt;br /&gt;1. All men are extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Although they are so busy, they still have time for women.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although they have time for women, they don't really care for them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Although they don't really care for them, they always have one Around.&lt;br /&gt;5. Although they always have one around them, they always try their Luck with others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Although they try their luck with others, they get really pissed off If the women leaves them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Although the women leaves them they still don't learn from their Mistakes and still try their luck with others.************ ***&lt;br /&gt;Women:&lt;br /&gt;1. The most important thing for a woman is financial security.&lt;br /&gt;2. Although this is so important, they still go out and buy expensive Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although they always buy expensive clothes, they never have something To wear.&lt;br /&gt;4. Although they never have something to wear, they always dress Beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;5. Although they always dress beautifully, their clothes are always just "An old rag".&lt;br /&gt;6. Although their clothes are always "just an old rag", they still Expect you to compliment them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Although they expect you to compliment them, when you do, they don't Believe you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7193872682372128084?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7193872682372128084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7193872682372128084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7193872682372128084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7193872682372128084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/men-vs-women.html' title='Men vs Women'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5831715521760839664</id><published>2009-07-31T13:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:31:49.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Remember This ABC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Avoid negative sources, people, places, things and habits.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Consider things from every angle.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up and don't give in.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy life today, yesterday is gone, tomorrow may never come.&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends are hidden treasures; enjoy their riches.&lt;br /&gt;Give more than you planned to.&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Ignore those who try to discourage you.&lt;br /&gt;Just do it.&lt;br /&gt;Keep trying no matter how hard it seems, it will get easier.&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself first and most.&lt;br /&gt;Make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;Never lie, cheat or steal, always strike a fair deal.&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and see things as they really are.&lt;br /&gt;Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Quitters never win and winners never quit.&lt;br /&gt;Read, study and learn about everything important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;Take control of your own destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Understand yourself in order to better understand others.&lt;br /&gt;Visualize it.&lt;br /&gt;Want it more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;Xcellerate your efforts.&lt;br /&gt;You are unique of all God's creations, nothing can replace YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Zero in on your target and go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5831715521760839664?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5831715521760839664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5831715521760839664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5831715521760839664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5831715521760839664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-this-abc.html' title='Remember This ABC'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-3416765024890133308</id><published>2009-07-31T13:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:24:32.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Powers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The First Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love begins with our thoughts. We become what we think. Loving thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_create" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_create"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; loving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_experiences" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_experiences"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Experiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; and loving relationships. Affirmations can change our beliefs and thoughts about ourselves and others. If we want to love someone, we need to consider their needs and desires. Thinking about your ideal partner will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_help" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_help"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; recognize him or her when you meet.&lt;br /&gt;* The Second Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot love anyone or anything unless you first respect them. The first person you need to respect is yourself. To begin to gain self-respect ask yourself, "What do I respect about myself? " To gain respect for others, even those you may dislike, ask yourself, "What do I respect about them?"*&lt;br /&gt;The Third Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you want to receive love, all you have to do is give it! The more love you give, the more you will receive. To love is to give of yourself, freely and unconditionally. Practice random acts of kindness. The secret formula of a happy, lifelong relationship is to always focus on what you can give instead of you can take.*&lt;br /&gt;The Fourth Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To find true love you must first find a true friend. To love someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_completely" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_completely"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; you must love them for who they are not what they look like. Friendship is the soil through which love's seeds grow. If you want to bring love into a relationship, you must first bring friendship.*&lt;br /&gt;The Fifth Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch is one of the most powerful expressions of love, breaking down barriers and bonding relationships. Touch changes our physical and emotional states and makes us more receptive to love.*&lt;br /&gt;The Sixth Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love something, let it be free. Even in a loving relationship, people need their space. If we want to learn to love, we must first learn to forgive and let go of past hurts and grievances. Love means letting go of our fears, prejudices, egos and conditions.*&lt;br /&gt;The Seventh Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Communication. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To love someone is to communicate with them. Let the people you love know; that you love and appreciate them. Never be afraid to say, "I love you." Never let an opportunity pass to praise and acknowledge someone. Always leave someone you love with a loving word ... it could be the last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_time" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_time"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; you see them.*&lt;br /&gt;The Eighth Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to have love in abundance, you must be committed to it. Commitment is the true test of love. If you want to have loving relationships, you must be committed to loving relationships. When you are committed to someone or something, quitting is never an option. Commitment distinguishes a fragile relationship from a strong, loving one.*&lt;br /&gt;The Ninth Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion ignites love and keeps it alive. Lasting passion does not come through physical attraction alone. It comes from deep commitment, enthusiasm, interest and excitement. The essence of love and happiness are the same, all we need to do is to live each day with passion.*&lt;br /&gt;The Tenth Secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The power of Trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot love someone completely unless you trust them completely. Act as if your relationship with the person you love will never end. Trust is essential in all loving relationships. Trust yourself, trust others and trust the world. It is the foundation for LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always make your absencefelt in such a way That...some one misses you BUT...let not your absence be so longgggTHAT some one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_starts" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_starts"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_learning" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_learning"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; to liveWITHOUT YOU......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A laugh, a tear &amp;amp; a puzzle to oil the rusted grey cells of our brains &amp;amp; keep ourhearts young. These are the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="AdBriteInlineAd_things" style="CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" rel="nofollow" name="AdBriteInlineAd_things"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; required to make a person feel good. Now you can laugh all you want at the jokes, feel emotional &amp;amp; motivated with the stories,and, rack up your brains and push them in top gear with the puzzles&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/7067917221361026698-3416765024890133308?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3416765024890133308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=3416765024890133308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3416765024890133308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/3416765024890133308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/secret-powers.html' title='The Secret Powers'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-1098859060020149967</id><published>2009-07-31T13:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:17:29.551+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THERE IS NO SUCCESS without HARDSHIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The world is so constructed that If you wish to enjoy its pleasures,You must also endure its pains.Like it or not, You cannot have one without the other.Success is not measured by what you accomplish.It's measured by the opposition you encounter,And the courage with which you maintain Your struggle against the odds.You'll find all things are difficult Before they are easy.The greater your obstacles, The more glory in overcoming them.So, make up your mind before you start That sacrifice is part of the package.No pain, no gain;No thorns, no throne; You've got to go through the negative Before you get to the positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-1098859060020149967?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1098859060020149967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=1098859060020149967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1098859060020149967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/1098859060020149967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-no-success-without-hardship.html' title='THERE IS NO SUCCESS without HARDSHIP'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-5994211434494459673</id><published>2009-07-31T13:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:13:47.183+05:30</updated><title type='text'>( Good story ) Wolves</title><content type='html'>An old Grandfather said to his grandson, who came to him with anger at a friend who had done him an injustice... "Let me tell you a story.""I too, at times, have felt great hate for those who have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do. But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It's like taking poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these feelings many times. ""It is as if there are two wolves inside me; one is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way.""But...the other wolf... Ah! The littlest thing will send him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all of the time, for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is helpless anger, for his anger will change nothing." "Sometimes it is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my spirit."The boy looked intently into his Grandfather' s eyes and asked, "Which one wins, Grandfather ?"The Grandfather smiled and quietly said, "The one I feed."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-5994211434494459673?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5994211434494459673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=5994211434494459673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5994211434494459673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/5994211434494459673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-story-wolves.html' title='( Good story ) Wolves'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-7913867854801463640</id><published>2009-07-31T13:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:11:59.908+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Once upon a time an old man spread rumors that his neighbor was a thief. As a result, the young man was arrested. Days later the young man was proven innocent. After been released he sued the old man for wrongly accusing him. In court the old man told the Judge: 'They were just comments, didn't harm anyone..' The judge, before passing sentence on the case, told the old man: 'Write all the things you said about him on a piece of paper. Cut them up and on the way home, throw the pieces of paper out. Tomorrow, come back to hear the sentence.' The next day, the judge told the old man: 'Before receiving the sentence, you will have to go out and gather all the pieces of paper that you threw out yesterday.' The old man said: 'I can't do that! The wind spread them and I won't know where to find them.'   The judge then replied: 'The same way, simple comments may destroy the honor of a man to such an extent that one is not able to fix it. If you can't speak well of someone, rather don't say anything. 'Let's all be masters of our mouths, so that we won't be slaves of our words.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-7913867854801463640?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7913867854801463640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=7913867854801463640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7913867854801463640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/7913867854801463640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-upon-time-old-man-spread-rumors.html' title=''/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-9177444646890156614</id><published>2009-07-31T13:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:09:21.852+05:30</updated><title type='text'>True Story  sure You will smile</title><content type='html'>On July 20, 1969, as Commander of the Apollo 11   lunar module, Neil Armstrong was the first person to set foot on the moon.     His first words after stepping on the moon, " one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind," were televised to earth and heard by millions.     But just before he re-entered the lander, he made the enigmatic remark "good luck, Mr. Gorsky."    Many  people at  NASA though it was a casual remark concerning somerival Soviet cosmonaut.     However, upon checking, there was no Gorsky in either the Russian or American space programs.     Over the years many people questioned Armstrong as to what the "good luck, Mr.Gorsky" statement meant, but  Armstrong  always just smiled.     On  July 5, 1995, in Tampa Bay , Florida      , while answering questions following a speech, a reporter broughtup the 26-year-old question to Armstrong.  this time he finally responded.     Mr.Gorsky had died, so Neil Armstrong felt he could now answer the question.     In 1938, when he was a kid in a small mid-west town, he was playing baseball with a friend in the backyard.  his friend hit the ball, which landed in his neighbor's yard by their bedroom window.    His neighbours were Mr. and Mrs.Gorsky.    As he leaned down to pick up the ball, young Armstrong heard Mrs. Gorsky shouting at Mr.Gorsky:    "Sex! you want sex?!  you'll get sex when the kid next door walks onthe moon!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067917221361026698-9177444646890156614?l=skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/9177444646890156614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067917221361026698&amp;postID=9177444646890156614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/9177444646890156614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067917221361026698/posts/default/9177444646890156614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skkaliadotcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-story-sure-you-will-smile.html' title='True Story  sure You will smile'/><author><name>skk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14057281767997092694</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-7067917221361026698.post-3873361151740339619</id><published>2009-07-31T13:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:05:45.752+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Online Grievance  Forum</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;  Government of India has an online Grievance forum at &lt;a href="http://www.pgportal.gov.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.pgportal .gov.in&lt;/a&gt;  Can you imagine this is happening in INDIA? The govt. wants people to use this tool to highlight the problems they faced while dealing with Government officials or departments like&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.indianrailways.gov.in/citizen/citizen_charter.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Railways&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://indiapost.gov.in/CitizensCharter.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Posts&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.dot.gov.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Telecom &lt;/a&gt;(incl. &lt;a href="http://www.bsnl.co.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Bharat Sanchar Nigam Limited (BSNL)&lt;/a&gt;  &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.mtnl.net.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Mahanagar Telephone Nigam Limited (MTNL&lt;/a&gt; )  &lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://urbanindia.nic.in/moud/moud.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Urban Development&lt;/a&gt;  (&lt;a href="http://urbanindia.nic.in/moud/citizen/dda/main.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Delhi Development Authority (DDA)&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://urbanindia.nic.in/moud/citizen/ldo/main.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Land &amp;amp; Development Office (L&amp;amp;DO)&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://urbanindia.nic.in/moud/citizen/cpwd/main.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Central Public Works Department (CPWD)&lt;/a&gt; , etc)  &lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://petroleum.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Petroleum &amp;amp; Natural Gas&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://civilaviation.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Civil Aviation&lt;/a&gt;  (&lt;a href="http://home.airindia.in/SBCMS/WebPages/Home.aspx?&amp;amp;CityId=IND" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Air India&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.aai.aero/AAI/main.jsp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Airports Authority of India&lt;/a&gt; , etc)  &lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://shipping.gov.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Shipping&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://morth.nic.in/writereaddata/sublinkimages/Citizen_Charter_Eng7961680842.pdf" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Road Transport &amp;amp; Highways&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;a href="http://tourism.gov.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Tourism&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;a href="http://dpg.gov.in/purview.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Public Sector Banks&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.allahabadbank.com/terms.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Allahabad Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://andhrabank.in/scripts/CitizenCharter.aspx" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Andhra Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.bankofbaroda.com/citizencharter.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Bank of Baroda&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.bankofindia.com/citizenschar.aspx" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Bank of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.bankofmaharashtra.in/citizenschart.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Bank of Maharashtra&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.canarabank.com/English/Scripts/CustomerEducation.aspx" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Canara Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.centralbankofindia.co.in/english/citizencharter.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Central Bank of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.corpbank.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Corporation Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.denabank.com/viewsection.jsp?id=0,8,37,88" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Dena Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.indian-bank.com/citizencharter.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Indian Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://iob.in/CitizenCharter.aspx" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Indian Overseas Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.idbi.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Industrial Development Bank of India Ltd&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.nabard.org/citizen.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; National Bank for Agriculture and Rural Development&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="https://www.obcindia.co.in/pdf/Citizens_Charter.pdf" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Oriental Bank of Commerce&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.psbindia.com/ccharterphp.php" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Punjab &amp;amp; Sind Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.pnbindia.com/english_web/citizen.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Punjab National Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.sidbi.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Small Industries Development Bank of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://sbbjbank.com/Policies/citizens_common_practices.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; State Bank of Bikaner &amp;amp; Jaipur&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.sbhyd.com/default.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; State Bank of Hyderabad&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.statebankofindia.com/viewsection.jsp?lang=0&amp;amp;id=0,453,102" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; State Bank of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.indorebank.org/cc.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; State Bank of Indore&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.mysorebank.com/citichart.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; State Bank of Mysore&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.sbp.co.in/Policies-Guidelines/citizens-charter-main.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; State Bank of Patiala&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.statebankoftravancore.com/home45.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; State Bank of Travancore&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://syndicatebank.in/scripts/CitizensCharter.aspx" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Syndicate Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.ucobank.com/citizen_charter.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; UCO Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.unionbankofindia.co.in/homenew.aspx" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Union Bank of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.unitedbankofindia.com/citizen-charter.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; United Bank of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onclick="return theMainWindow.showLinkWarning(this)" href="http://vijayabank.com:8081/vijaya/vijaya/internet-en/menus/customer-relations/citizens-charter.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Vijaya Bank&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;a href="http://dpg.gov.in/purview.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Public Sector Insurance Companies&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://gicofindia.in/en/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;GIC of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.licindia.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Life Insurance Corporation of India&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.nationalinsuranceindia.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; National Insurance Company Ltd.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.niacl.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; The New India Assurance Company Ltd.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.orientalinsurance.nic.in/citizen.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; The Oriental Insurance Company Ltd.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.uiic.co.in/index.jsp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; United India Insurance Company Ltd.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;11) National Saving Scheme of &lt;a href="http://finmin.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ministry of Finance&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;a href="http://epfindia.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Employees' Provident Fund Organization&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;13) &lt;a href="http://dpg.gov.in/purview.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Regional Passport Authorities&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://passport.guj.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Regional Passport Office, Ahemadabad&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/amritsar.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Amritsar&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://nitpu2.kar.nic.in/passport/index.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Bangalore&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/bareilly.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Bareilly&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.mp.gov.in/passport/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Bhopal&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/bhubaneswar.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Bhubaneswar&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.chd.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Chandigarh&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.tn.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Chennai&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passcoc.kar.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Cochin&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/cbepass.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Coimbatore&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/dehradun.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Dehradun&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/delhi.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Delhi&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/ghaziabad.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Ghaziabad&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passportgoa.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Goa&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/guwahati.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Guwahati&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.ap.nic.in/passport" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Hyderabad&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/jaipur.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Jaipur&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/jalandhar.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Jalandhar&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/jammu.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Jammu&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/kolkatta.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Kolkata&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/kozhikode.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Kozhikode&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://rpolucknow.up.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Lucknow&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/madurai.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Madurai&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/mlp.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Malappuram&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/mumbai.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Mumbai&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/nagpur.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Nagpur&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/patna.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Patna&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/pune.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Pune&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/raipur.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Raipur&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/ranchi.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Ranchi&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/Shimla.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Shimla&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/Srinagar.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Srinagar&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/surat.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Surat&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/thane.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Thane&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passport.gov.in/trichy.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Trichy&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://passtvm.kar.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Trivandrum&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://rpovizag.gov.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; Regional Passport Office, Visakhapatnam&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;a href="http://mohfw.nic.in/cghs.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Central Government Health Scheme&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;15) &lt;a href="http://cbse.gov.in/welcome.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Central Board of Secondary Education&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;16) &lt;a href="http://kvsangathan.nic.in/cc.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Kendriya Vidyalaya Sangathan&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;17) &lt;a href="http://www.nios.ac.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;National Institute of Open Schooling&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;18) &lt;a href="http://navodaya.gov.in/welcome%20sbs.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Navodaya Vidyalaya Samiti&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;19) Central Universities&lt;br /&gt;20) ESI Hospitals and Dispensaries directly controlled by &lt;a href="http://esic.nic.in/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;ESI Corporation&lt;/a&gt;  under &lt;a href="http://labour.nic.in/main/cit_charter.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ministry of Labour&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Many of us say that these things don't work in India. Couple of months back, the Faridabad Municipal Corporation laid new roads in his area and the residents were very happy about it. But 2 weeks later, BSNL dug up the newly laid roads to install new cables which annoyed all the residents. A resident used the above listed grievance forum to highlight his concern. To his surprise, BSNL and Municipal Corporation of Faridabad were served a show cause notice and the guy received a copy of the notice in one week. Government has asked the MC and BSNL about the goof up as it's clear that both the government departments were not in sync at all. So use this grievance forum and educate others who don't know about this facility. This way we can at least raise our concerns instead of just talking about the 'System' in India. 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