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		<title>Mc Dogs &#8211; new McDonalds combo</title>
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I would like present Mc Dogs &#8211; the new McDonalds combo.<br />
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I would like present Mc Dogs &#8211; the new McDonalds combo.<br />
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		<title>Toshiba 22DV615DB LCD HD Ready Digital Television/DVD Combi, 22 Inch, Black</title>
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<p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_edsWudotTyE/Sm4ViYaGeaI/AAAAAAAAP1I/_yXanWmDhFU/s1600-h/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363247886656502178" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_edsWudotTyE/Sm4ViYaGeaI/AAAAAAAAP1I/_yXanWmDhFU/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Product Information</span><br />
The Toshiba 22DV615DB features an integrated DVD player for ultimate space-saving convenience. Enjoy an excellent quality high resolution picture and connect to high definition sources via the rear HDMI input.</p>
<p>You can choose from a host of Freeview TV channels and radio stations thanks to the built-in digital tuner. And planning your viewing is easy with the electronic programme guide. The DVD player will also playback MP3, JPEG and DivX discs.</p>
<p>Please note: TV is guaranteed for 5 years, DVD is guaranteed for 2 years.</p>
<p>This television is ‘high definition ready’ which means it has the ability to display high definition signals with the addition of a separate HD receiver. HD broadcasts are at a much higher resolution than regular analogue or digital broadcasts and have greatly enhanced picture quality. The level of detail is astonishing with clearer, sharper and more vibrant images.<br />
Key Features<br />
Audio qualityDifferent manufacturers use different sound systems to improve your audio experience Dolby Digital, DTS, Nicam stereo</p>
<p>AV inputsWhere on the TV your DVD Player or other equipment can be plugged in         Rear</p>
<p>Brand         Toshiba</p>
<p>Brightness         400cd/m²</p>
<p>Contrast ratioThe difference between the darkest black and the brightest white; greater contast produces a richer colour 10000:1</p>
<p>Digital tunerDigital tuners give a better quality picture and let you receive extra channels without an additional Freeview box. Freeview</p>
<p>Dimensions         Information not available</p>
<p>DLNADigital Living Network Alliance compatible &#8211; lets you build a digital network around the home with other DLNA devices No</p>
<p>Frame rate         50Hz</p>
<p>Freesat built in         No</p>
<p>Full HD 1080p         No</p>
<p>Guarantee         FREE 5 year guarantee</p>
<p>HD ReadyAbility to display high-definition pictures when connected to an HD compatible device         Yes</p>
<p>HDMI inputsHigh Definition Multimedia Interface &#8211; carries video and audio signals in digital form         1</p>
<p>Headphone socket         Yes</p>
<p>LED backlighting         No</p>
<p>Memory card slotGreater amount of slots means more variety of card formats can be used         No</p>
<p>Model name / number         22DV615DB</p>
<p>On-screen menusAccess various settings on the screen         Yes</p>
<p>Plays formatsType of disc or file that can be played back on this machine DVD+R/RW, DVD-R/+R, CD-R/RW, MP3 CD, JPEG, DivX</p>
<p>Records formatsType of disc or file that this machine records onto         N/A</p>
<p>S-Video socketSeparate Video- only handles the video aspect of the signal but will give a better picture by using two separate conductors for colour and detail information. 1</p>
<p>SCART socketsSocket for connecting audio-visual equipment together         1</p>
<p>Screen formatTraditional 4:3 is used on smaller TVs. Widescreen or 16:9 is a wider &#8216;cinema-style&#8217; format         Widescreen</p>
<p>Screen resolutionPicture quality defined by the number of individual dots (pixels) used to create an image. The higher the number of pixels, the higher the image quality 1650 x 1050</p>
<p>Screen size         22&#8243;</p>
<p>Speaker output (RMS)Measured in WATTS. The higher the number, the louder the sound!         3W</p>
<p>Table Top Stand         Included</p>
<p>Visible screen size (measured diagonally)Diagonal measurement across screen         56cm</p>
<p>Web enabledAccess the internet or selected websites through the TV         No</p>
<p>Weight         Information not available</p>
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<p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_edsWudotTyE/Sm4ViYaGeaI/AAAAAAAAP1I/_yXanWmDhFU/s1600-h/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363247886656502178" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_edsWudotTyE/Sm4ViYaGeaI/AAAAAAAAP1I/_yXanWmDhFU/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Product Information</span><br />
The Toshiba 22DV615DB features an integrated DVD player for ultimate space-saving convenience. Enjoy an excellent quality high resolution picture and connect to high definition sources via the rear HDMI input.</p>
<p>You can choose from a host of Freeview TV channels and radio stations thanks to the built-in digital tuner. And planning your viewing is easy with the electronic programme guide. The DVD player will also playback MP3, JPEG and DivX discs.</p>
<p>Please note: TV is guaranteed for 5 years, DVD is guaranteed for 2 years.</p>
<p>This television is ‘high definition ready’ which means it has the ability to display high definition signals with the addition of a separate HD receiver. HD broadcasts are at a much higher resolution than regular analogue or digital broadcasts and have greatly enhanced picture quality. The level of detail is astonishing with clearer, sharper and more vibrant images.<br />
Key Features<br />
Audio qualityDifferent manufacturers use different sound systems to improve your audio experience Dolby Digital, DTS, Nicam stereo</p>
<p>AV inputsWhere on the TV your DVD Player or other equipment can be plugged in         Rear</p>
<p>Brand         Toshiba</p>
<p>Brightness         400cd/m²</p>
<p>Contrast ratioThe difference between the darkest black and the brightest white; greater contast produces a richer colour 10000:1</p>
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<p>SCART socketsSocket for connecting audio-visual equipment together         1</p>
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		<title>A Nice Story about Love</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 15:40:13 +0000</pubDate>
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<p><span><span style="font-size: 18px; line-height: normal;">A Nice Story about Love</span></p>
<p>A Nice Article about Love<br />
-by Swami Vivekananda</p>
<p>I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me.</p>
<p>Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: &#8220;You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love.&#8221;</p>
<p>This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.</p>
<p>This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love&#8230;they try to posses it, they demand, they expect&#8230; And just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .</p>
<p>For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.</p>
<p>Give and don&#8217;t expect.<br />
Advise, but don&#8217;t order.<br />
Ask, but never demand.</p>
<p>It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.&#8221;</p>
<p>Passing thought&#8230; Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take; but by the moments that take our breath away&#8230;..</p>
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<p><span><span style="font-size: 18px; line-height: normal;">A Nice Story about Love</span></p>
<p>A Nice Article about Love<br />
-by Swami Vivekananda</p>
<p>I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me.</p>
<p>Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: &#8220;You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love.&#8221;</p>
<p>This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.</p>
<p>This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love&#8230;they try to posses it, they demand, they expect&#8230; And just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .</p>
<p>For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.</p>
<p>Give and don&#8217;t expect.<br />
Advise, but don&#8217;t order.<br />
Ask, but never demand.</p>
<p>It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.&#8221;</p>
<p>Passing thought&#8230; Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take; but by the moments that take our breath away&#8230;..</p>
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		<title>BRIDGE OF LOVE</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 15:36:52 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch.Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.</p>
<p>One morning there was a knock on John&#8217;s door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter&#8217;s toolbox. &#8220;I&#8217;m looking for a few days work&#8221; he said.&#8221;Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I help you?</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes,&#8221; said the older brother. &#8220;I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That&#8217;s my neighbor, in fact, it&#8217;s my younger brother.Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us.</p>
<p>Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I&#8217;ll go him one better. See that pile of lumber by the barn?I want you to build me a fence &#8211; - an 8-foot fence &#8212; so I won&#8217;t need to see his place or his face anymore.&#8221;</p>
<p>The carpenter said, &#8220;I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post hole digger and I&#8217;ll be able to do a job that pleases you.&#8221;</p>
<p>The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing, and hammering.</p>
<p>About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job. The farmer&#8217;s eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no fence there at all.</p>
<p>It was a bridge &#8212; a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work handrails and all &#8212; and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his hand outstretched.&#8221;You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I&#8217;ve said and done.&#8221;</p>
<p>The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in the middle, taking each other&#8217;s hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox on his shoulder.<br />
</span><span><span style="line-height: normal;">Bridge of love</span></p>
<p>Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict.</span><br />
<span><br />
&#8220;No, wait! Stay a few days. I&#8217;ve a lot of other projects for you,&#8221; said the older brother.</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;d love to stay on,&#8221; the carpenter sa</span></p>
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<p>It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch.Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.</p>
<p>One morning there was a knock on John&#8217;s door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter&#8217;s toolbox. &#8220;I&#8217;m looking for a few days work&#8221; he said.&#8221;Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I help you?</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes,&#8221; said the older brother. &#8220;I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That&#8217;s my neighbor, in fact, it&#8217;s my younger brother.Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us.</p>
<p>Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I&#8217;ll go him one better. See that pile of lumber by the barn?I want you to build me a fence &#8211; - an 8-foot fence &#8212; so I won&#8217;t need to see his place or his face anymore.&#8221;</p>
<p>The carpenter said, &#8220;I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post hole digger and I&#8217;ll be able to do a job that pleases you.&#8221;</p>
<p>The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing, and hammering.</p>
<p>About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job. The farmer&#8217;s eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no fence there at all.</p>
<p>It was a bridge &#8212; a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work handrails and all &#8212; and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his hand outstretched.&#8221;You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I&#8217;ve said and done.&#8221;</p>
<p>The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in the middle, taking each other&#8217;s hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox on his shoulder.<br />
</span><span><span style="line-height: normal;">Bridge of love</span></p>
<p>Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict.</span><br />
<span><br />
&#8220;No, wait! Stay a few days. I&#8217;ve a lot of other projects for you,&#8221; said the older brother.</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;d love to stay on,&#8221; the carpenter sa</span></p>
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		<title>Selfless Love</title>
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<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">My wife called, &#8216;How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter, Sindu, looked frightened; tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with curd rice. Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">I cleared my throat and picked up the bowl. &#8216;Sindu, darling, why don&#8217;t you take a few mouthful of this curd rice? Just for Dad&#8217;s sake, dear&#8217;.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sindu softened a bit and wiped her tears with the back of her hands. &#8216;Ok, Dad. I will eat &#8211; not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should&#8230;&#8217; Sindu hesitated. &#8216;Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Promise&#8217;. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinched the deal. Now I became a bit anxious. &#8216;Sindu, dear, you shouldn&#8217;t insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items. Dad does not have that kind of money right now. Ok?&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive&#8217;. Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child to eat something that she detested. After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on her. &#8216;Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!&#8217; was her demand.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Atrocious!&#8217; shouted my wife, &#8216;A girl child having her head shaved off? Impossible!&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Never in our family!&#8217; My mother rasped. &#8216;She has been watching too much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Sindu, darling, why don&#8217;t you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Please, Sindu, why don&#8217;t you try to understand our feelings?&#8217; I tried to plead with her.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice&#8217;. Sindu was in tears. &#8216;And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words. Was it not you who told me the story of King Harishchandra, and its moral that we should honor our promises no matter what?&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was time for me to call the shots. &#8216;Our promise must be kept.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Are you out of your mind?&#8217; chorused my mother and wife.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;No. If we go back on ourpromises, she will never learn to honour her own. Sindu, your wish will be fulfilled.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a round-face, and her eyes looked big and beautiful.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">On Monday morning, I dropped her at her school. It was a sight to watch my hairless Sindu walking towards her classroom. She turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile. Just then, a boy alighted from a car, and shouted, &#8216;Sinduja, please wait for me!&#8217; What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. &#8216;May be, that is the in-stuff&#8217;, I thought.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!&#8217; Without introducing herself, a lady got out of the car, and continued, &#8216;that boy who is walking along with your daughter is my son Harish. He is suffering from&#8230; leukemia&#8217;. She paused to muffle her sobs. &#8216;Harish could not attend the school for the whole of the last month. He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy. He refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Sinduja visited him last week, and promised him that she will take care of the teasing issue. But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my son!</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">I stood transfixed and then, I wept. &#8216;My little Angel, you are teaching me how selfless real love is!&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">The happiest people on this planet are not those who live on their own terms but are those who change their terms for the ones whom they love !!</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">My wife called, &#8216;How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter, Sindu, looked frightened; tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with curd rice. Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">I cleared my throat and picked up the bowl. &#8216;Sindu, darling, why don&#8217;t you take a few mouthful of this curd rice? Just for Dad&#8217;s sake, dear&#8217;.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sindu softened a bit and wiped her tears with the back of her hands. &#8216;Ok, Dad. I will eat &#8211; not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should&#8230;&#8217; Sindu hesitated. &#8216;Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Promise&#8217;. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinched the deal. Now I became a bit anxious. &#8216;Sindu, dear, you shouldn&#8217;t insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items. Dad does not have that kind of money right now. Ok?&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive&#8217;. Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child to eat something that she detested. After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on her. &#8216;Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!&#8217; was her demand.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Atrocious!&#8217; shouted my wife, &#8216;A girl child having her head shaved off? Impossible!&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Never in our family!&#8217; My mother rasped. &#8216;She has been watching too much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Sindu, darling, why don&#8217;t you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Please, Sindu, why don&#8217;t you try to understand our feelings?&#8217; I tried to plead with her.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice&#8217;. Sindu was in tears. &#8216;And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words. Was it not you who told me the story of King Harishchandra, and its moral that we should honor our promises no matter what?&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was time for me to call the shots. &#8216;Our promise must be kept.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Are you out of your mind?&#8217; chorused my mother and wife.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;No. If we go back on ourpromises, she will never learn to honour her own. Sindu, your wish will be fulfilled.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a round-face, and her eyes looked big and beautiful.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">On Monday morning, I dropped her at her school. It was a sight to watch my hairless Sindu walking towards her classroom. She turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile. Just then, a boy alighted from a car, and shouted, &#8216;Sinduja, please wait for me!&#8217; What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. &#8216;May be, that is the in-stuff&#8217;, I thought.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">&#8216;Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!&#8217; Without introducing herself, a lady got out of the car, and continued, &#8216;that boy who is walking along with your daughter is my son Harish. He is suffering from&#8230; leukemia&#8217;. She paused to muffle her sobs. &#8216;Harish could not attend the school for the whole of the last month. He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy. He refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Sinduja visited him last week, and promised him that she will take care of the teasing issue. But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my son!</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">I stood transfixed and then, I wept. &#8216;My little Angel, you are teaching me how selfless real love is!&#8217;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">The happiest people on this planet are not those who live on their own terms but are those who change their terms for the ones whom they love !!</span></p>
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		<title>Love Quotes</title>
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<p><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">FRIENDSHIP OFTEN ENDS IN LOVE &#8230;BUT LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP&#8230;&#8230;NEVER&#8230;</p>
<p>YOU TALK TOO MUCH&#8230;YOU LAUGH TOO LOUD&#8230;.THAT`S THE PRICE OF LOVE&#8230;.</p>
<p>BETTER TO HAVE LOVED AND LOST&#8230;THEN TO HAVE NEVER LOVED AT ALL&#8230;.</p>
<p>IF YOU JUDGE PEOPLE&#8230;YOU HAVE NO TIME TO LOVE THEM&#8230;..</p>
<p>IN THIS LIFE WE CANNOT DO GREAT THINGS&#8230;.WE CAN ONLY DO SMALL THINGS&#8230;WITH GREAT LOVE&#8230;..</p>
<p>DON`T HOLD TO ANGER HURT OR PAIN&#8230;THEY STEAL YOUR ENERGY AND KEPT YOU FROM LOVE&#8230;</p>
<p>LOVE CURED PEOPLE..BOTH THE ONES WHO GIVE IT..AND THE ONES WHO RECIVE IT&#8230;.</span></span></div>
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<p><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">FRIENDSHIP OFTEN ENDS IN LOVE &#8230;BUT LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP&#8230;&#8230;NEVER&#8230;</p>
<p>YOU TALK TOO MUCH&#8230;YOU LAUGH TOO LOUD&#8230;.THAT`S THE PRICE OF LOVE&#8230;.</p>
<p>BETTER TO HAVE LOVED AND LOST&#8230;THEN TO HAVE NEVER LOVED AT ALL&#8230;.</p>
<p>IF YOU JUDGE PEOPLE&#8230;YOU HAVE NO TIME TO LOVE THEM&#8230;..</p>
<p>IN THIS LIFE WE CANNOT DO GREAT THINGS&#8230;.WE CAN ONLY DO SMALL THINGS&#8230;WITH GREAT LOVE&#8230;..</p>
<p>DON`T HOLD TO ANGER HURT OR PAIN&#8230;THEY STEAL YOUR ENERGY AND KEPT YOU FROM LOVE&#8230;</p>
<p>LOVE CURED PEOPLE..BOTH THE ONES WHO GIVE IT..AND THE ONES WHO RECIVE IT&#8230;.</span></span></div>
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		<title>Husband &amp; Wife</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 15:21:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>A husband and wife are sitting quietly in bed reading when the Wife looks over at him and asks the question&#8230;.</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Definitely not!&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Why not? Don&#8217;t you like being married?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Of course I do.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Then why wouldn&#8217;t you remarry?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Okay, okay, I&#8217;d get married again. &#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;You would?&#8221; (with a hurt look)</p>
<p>HUSBAND: (makes audible groan)</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you live in our house?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Sure, it&#8217;s a great house.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you sleep with her in our bed?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Where else would we sleep?&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you let her drive my car?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Probably, it is almost new.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you replace my pictures with hers?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;That would seem like the proper thing to do.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you give her my jewelry?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;No, I&#8217;m sure she&#8217;d want her own.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would she use my golf clubs?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;No, she&#8217;s left-handed. &#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8212; silence &#8211;</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A husband and wife are sitting quietly in bed reading when the Wife looks over at him and asks the question&#8230;.</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Definitely not!&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Why not? Don&#8217;t you like being married?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Of course I do.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Then why wouldn&#8217;t you remarry?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Okay, okay, I&#8217;d get married again. &#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;You would?&#8221; (with a hurt look)</p>
<p>HUSBAND: (makes audible groan)</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you live in our house?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Sure, it&#8217;s a great house.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you sleep with her in our bed?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Where else would we sleep?&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you let her drive my car?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;Probably, it is almost new.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you replace my pictures with hers?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;That would seem like the proper thing to do.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would you give her my jewelry?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;No, I&#8217;m sure she&#8217;d want her own.&#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8220;Would she use my golf clubs?&#8221;</p>
<p>HUSBAND: &#8220;No, she&#8217;s left-handed. &#8221;</p>
<p>WIFE: &#8212; silence &#8211;</p>
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		<title>Super Mario Bros</title>
		<link>http://funcommand.com/super-mario-bros/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 16:03:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Bros]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mario]]></category>
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