<?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-2087425459259990673</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:54:37.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind's maze</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-2909325240325968918</id><published>2009-12-30T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T07:35:46.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SztzEsRs68I/AAAAAAAAASg/j8dcyZmDWIM/s1600-h/gods_design_for_marriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421053100912602050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SztzEsRs68I/AAAAAAAAASg/j8dcyZmDWIM/s320/gods_design_for_marriage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Life is beautiful...&lt;br /&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/2087425459259990673-2909325240325968918?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2909325240325968918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/2909325240325968918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/2909325240325968918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SztzEsRs68I/AAAAAAAAASg/j8dcyZmDWIM/s72-c/gods_design_for_marriage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-2727956676981450289</id><published>2009-09-18T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T07:17:04.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SrORlSD9x_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/nwK-fA_NpFo/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382806049327532018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SrORlSD9x_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/nwK-fA_NpFo/s320/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I happened to read an article by Regina Brett of Ohio. She is a 90 year old lively soul and writes columns. Here are some lessons from her... lessons of life we all know but hardly practice  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. It's OK to let your children see you cry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Always choose life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. Believe in miracles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. The best is yet to come... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. Yield. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-2727956676981450289?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2727956676981450289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/lessons-of-life-we-all-know-but-hardly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/2727956676981450289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/2727956676981450289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/09/lessons-of-life-we-all-know-but-hardly.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SrORlSD9x_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/nwK-fA_NpFo/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-3646038452862149743</id><published>2009-08-15T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:41:07.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amateurs built the ark. Professionals built the Titanic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 1: If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 2: It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A. Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist. He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B. He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C. He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife. &lt;br /&gt;Which of these candidates would be your choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B is Winston Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you said YES, you just killed Beethoven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty interesting isn't it?  What does it tell us&gt;&gt; never judge anybody. Never be afraid to try something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that Amateurs built the ark. Professionals built the Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SoZ0dM8dIeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/icEkWKw1wDA/s1600-h/noahs_ark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SoZ0dM8dIeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/icEkWKw1wDA/s320/noahs_ark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370107650725716450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-3646038452862149743?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3646038452862149743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/amateurs-built-ark.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3646038452862149743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3646038452862149743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/amateurs-built-ark.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SoZ0dM8dIeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/icEkWKw1wDA/s72-c/noahs_ark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-1403838574320496847</id><published>2009-08-11T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:39:09.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SoG6WSryrpI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zAHwgI4zwHU/s1600-h/doctor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SoG6WSryrpI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zAHwgI4zwHU/s320/doctor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368777122937745042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the hospital the relatives gathered in the waiting room, where a family member lay gravely ill. Finally, the doctor came in looking tired and somber.&lt;br /&gt;'I'm afraid I'm the bearer of bad news,' he said as he surveyed the worried faces. &lt;br /&gt;'The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant. It's an experimental procedure, very risky, but it is the only hope. Insurance will cover the procedure, but you will have to pay for the BRAIN.' &lt;br /&gt;The family members sat silent as they absorbed the news. &lt;br /&gt;After a time, someone asked, 'How much will a brain cost?' &lt;br /&gt;The doctor quickly responded, '$5,000 for a male brain; $200 for a female brain.' The moment turned awkward... Some of the men actually had to 'try' not to smile, avoiding eye contact with the women.A man unable to control his curiosity, finally blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask, 'Why is the male brain so much more than a female brain?' &lt;br /&gt;The doctor smiled at the childish innocence and explained to the entire group, 'It's just standard pricing procedure. We have to price the female brains a lot lower because they've been used.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-1403838574320496847?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1403838574320496847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-hospital-relatives-gathered-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1403838574320496847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1403838574320496847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-hospital-relatives-gathered-in.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SoG6WSryrpI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zAHwgI4zwHU/s72-c/doctor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-5678131857036396933</id><published>2009-08-09T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:56:43.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sn_Em8IVEFI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rbOJXN__7Ns/s1600-h/Stand_For_Stand_Alone.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sn_Em8IVEFI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rbOJXN__7Ns/s400/Stand_For_Stand_Alone.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368225454104055890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-5678131857036396933?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5678131857036396933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/thought-for-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5678131857036396933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5678131857036396933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/thought-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sn_Em8IVEFI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rbOJXN__7Ns/s72-c/Stand_For_Stand_Alone.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-6556062189752897816</id><published>2009-08-09T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:50:39.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Quotes from my favorite movies...straight out of the thinktank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how the greatest pearls of wisdom and feelings just come across us...just like that? Here's some for you to savour-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I’m gonna treat you so good, you’re never gonna let me go [Pretty Woman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I love you … but I don’t have to like you right now.  [How to lose a guy in  &lt;br /&gt;        10 days]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When people think you’re dying, they really, really listen to you, instead &lt;br /&gt;        of just…waiting for their turn to speak. [Fight Club]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken [Fight Club]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We’re consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, &lt;br /&gt;        poverty, these things don’t concern me. What concerns me are celebrity &lt;br /&gt;        magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy’s name on my underwear. &lt;br /&gt;        Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra. [Fight Club]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Pretty impressive, huh? People tend to think of me as that, uh, &lt;br /&gt;        environmental nut. But whenever I get down to work they say, 'Mother Nature, &lt;br /&gt;        you're such a destructive bitch'. [I could never be your woman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Rosie: So that's how it ends? The most powerful male gets the most  &lt;br /&gt;        babelicious female? &lt;br /&gt;        Mother Nature: That's right. &lt;br /&gt;        Rosie: Well, what if there's a really cute male antelope, or if there’s a    &lt;br /&gt;        female that shows signs of leadership? &lt;br /&gt;        Mother Nature: Useless. &lt;br /&gt;        Rosie: Why? &lt;br /&gt;        Mother Nature: Look, there's an order to this mating business. &lt;br /&gt;        Rosie: Why can't we change things? &lt;br /&gt;        Mother Nature: Haven't you self-centered, pec-loading assholes changed  &lt;br /&gt;        enough? It's not natural! &lt;br /&gt;        Rosie: What's so great about natural? &lt;br /&gt;        Mother Nature: What? &lt;br /&gt;        Rosie: Think about it. Tobacco is natural, Prozac's unnatural. Earthquakes  &lt;br /&gt;        are natural, television's unnatural. Natural sucks!  [I could never be your  &lt;br /&gt;        woman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Only don’t tell me you’re innocent. Because it insults my intelligence and &lt;br /&gt;        makes me very angry. [The Godfather]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare &lt;br /&gt;        said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought.  &lt;br /&gt;        I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly &lt;br /&gt;        amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare &lt;br /&gt;        who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For &lt;br /&gt;        some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But &lt;br /&gt;        then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, &lt;br /&gt;        there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills &lt;br /&gt;        its victims. Its called unrequited love. [The Holiday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what &lt;br /&gt;       about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love &lt;br /&gt;       alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the &lt;br /&gt;       loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped &lt;br /&gt;       without the advantage of a great parking space!  [The Holiday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I need some peace and quiet... or whatever it is people go away for [The Holiday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it &lt;br /&gt;       can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it  &lt;br /&gt;       doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many &lt;br /&gt;       glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed &lt;br /&gt;       every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you &lt;br /&gt;       could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could &lt;br /&gt;       think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself &lt;br /&gt;       that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, &lt;br /&gt;       however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people &lt;br /&gt;       who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will &lt;br /&gt;       finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that &lt;br /&gt;       you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade. [The Holiday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• There's no man, alive or dead, who's going to fault you for living. [P.S. I love &lt;br /&gt;       you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We're so arrogant, aren't we? So afraid of age, we do everything we can to prevent &lt;br /&gt;       it. We don't realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone. Someone &lt;br /&gt;       who doesn't drive you to commit murder or doesn't humiliate you beyond &lt;br /&gt;       repair. [P.S. I love you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I hate cosmetics companies. They get you addicted to the perfect lipstick or nail &lt;br /&gt;       polish and then 6 months later, they discontinue it. You have to buy your &lt;br /&gt;       favorite colors like your storing up for the Apocalypse. [P.S. I love you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• You gotta be rich to be insane. Losing your mind is not a luxury for the middle &lt;br /&gt;       class. [P.S. I love you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Every morning I still wake up and the first thing I want to do is to see your &lt;br /&gt;       face. [P.S. I love you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Life can only be understood looking backward.  It must be lived forward. [Curious &lt;br /&gt;       Case of Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• It’s funny how sometimes the people we remember the least, make the greatest &lt;br /&gt;       impression. [Curious Case of Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Do not let anyone tell you different! You have got to do what you’re meant to do! &lt;br /&gt;       [Curious Case of Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• You never know what’s coming for you. [Curious Case of Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels &lt;br /&gt;       the same, and even smells the same.  You realize what’s changed, is you. &lt;br /&gt;       [Curious Case of Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• A hotel in the middle of the night can be a magical place.&lt;br /&gt;        A mouse running and stopping&lt;br /&gt;        A radiator hissing&lt;br /&gt;        A curtain blowing&lt;br /&gt;        There's something peaceful, even comforting,&lt;br /&gt;        Knowing that the people you love&lt;br /&gt;        are asleep in their beds, where nothing can harm them [Curious Case of &lt;br /&gt;        Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went.&lt;br /&gt;        You could swear, curse the fates,&lt;br /&gt;        but when it comes to the end,&lt;br /&gt;        you have to let go. [Curious Case of Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever &lt;br /&gt;        you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;        There's no time limit,&lt;br /&gt;        Start whenever you want. &lt;br /&gt;        You can change or stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;        there are no rules to this thing.&lt;br /&gt;        We can make the best or the worst of it&lt;br /&gt;        I hope you make the best of it. &lt;br /&gt;        And I hope you see things that startle you.&lt;br /&gt;        I hope you feel things you never felt before&lt;br /&gt;        I hope you meet people with a different point of view.&lt;br /&gt;        I hope you live a life you're proud of. &lt;br /&gt;        If you find that you're not,&lt;br /&gt;        I hope you have the strength to start all over again [Curious Case of &lt;br /&gt;        Benjamin Button]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•  If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, or unsure, &lt;br /&gt;        or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my  &lt;br /&gt;        eyes.  You made my life.  But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be &lt;br /&gt;        more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in &lt;br /&gt;        love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. P.S. I &lt;br /&gt;        will always love you [P.S. I love you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-6556062189752897816?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6556062189752897816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/quotes-from-my-favorite-movies-im-gonna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/6556062189752897816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/6556062189752897816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/quotes-from-my-favorite-movies-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-8410384277089470711</id><published>2009-08-02T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:30:50.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smiling is fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVbf_FBEVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ctAKQsO_YJ8/s1600-h/image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365295136148361554" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVYDW1XlSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EXEno1oXqnI/s320/image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVYDMKqVdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HQmbTO3NFY4/s1600-h/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365291342910608850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVYDMKqVdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HQmbTO3NFY4/s320/image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVW948Sp9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/tIZBws6CEwg/s1600-h/image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365290152339089362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVW948Sp9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/tIZBws6CEwg/s320/image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWYzDoSFI/AAAAAAAAANw/Lx-0jU5WnCs/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365289515104094290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWYzDoSFI/AAAAAAAAANw/Lx-0jU5WnCs/s320/image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWYbyr-uI/AAAAAAAAANo/8MGarb2iWGs/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365289508859017954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWYbyr-uI/AAAAAAAAANo/8MGarb2iWGs/s320/image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWYJGtizI/AAAAAAAAANg/KG1-FAX49_4/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365289503842732850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWYJGtizI/AAAAAAAAANg/KG1-FAX49_4/s320/image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWXzroFlI/AAAAAAAAANY/R_RHBcL03BA/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365289498091984466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWXzroFlI/AAAAAAAAANY/R_RHBcL03BA/s320/image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWXT0Ja0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/lKq5niQW0Sw/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365289489537788738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVWXT0Ja0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/lKq5niQW0Sw/s320/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiling is fun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do it more often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-8410384277089470711?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8410384277089470711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/smiling-is-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/8410384277089470711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/8410384277089470711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/smiling-is-fun.html' title='smiling is fun!'/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SnVbf_FBEVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ctAKQsO_YJ8/s72-c/image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-4559907158195485153</id><published>2009-08-01T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:15:55.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I've Matured (Part- 2) ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that when you're in love, it shows...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!' makes my day... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that you should never say no to a gift from a child... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that simple walks with my parents around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that money doesn't buy class...   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that to ignore the facts does not change the facts... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that love, not time, heals all wounds... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that no one is perfect until you fall in love with them... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he/she may have to eat them... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that being kind is more important than being right... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've learned that life is tough, but I'm tougher... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;still learning :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-4559907158195485153?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4559907158195485153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-ive-matured-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/4559907158195485153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/4559907158195485153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-ive-matured-part-2.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-5131640479150739424</id><published>2009-06-30T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:00:35.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walking through the gypsy terrains of life&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i see-&lt;br /&gt;a different me, in a different time and space...&lt;br /&gt;rising from the ashes, rebirth&lt;br /&gt;after the fall...&lt;br /&gt;armoured with faith, choices and chances,&lt;br /&gt;how i stood tall.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's second call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i see-&lt;br /&gt;crossing paths, blooming hearts,&lt;br /&gt;few common dreams, guffaws.&lt;br /&gt;hurts, denials, lone desires,&lt;br /&gt;demons of the present, ghosts of the past&lt;br /&gt;and some pieces of a broken wooden door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i see-&lt;br /&gt;myself, hopelessly bound&lt;br /&gt;unfettered by love's grip,&lt;br /&gt;once again...&lt;br /&gt;Love-&lt;br /&gt;greatest gift or fate's cruelest curse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you smile -as open as a water lily&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i knew,&lt;br /&gt;my world will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i see-&lt;br /&gt;a wounded me, by my own understanding of love&lt;br /&gt;bleeding willingly and joyfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it impossible to pluck a star out of the sky?&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanted one, i would give it a sincere try.&lt;br /&gt;There's not a thing i wouldn't attempt to do,&lt;br /&gt;to bring my hungry soul close to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the stars and seasons change the weather of our world&lt;br /&gt;lets float, lets drown&lt;br /&gt;lets fight and frown.&lt;br /&gt;Lets hurt, lets heal&lt;br /&gt;lets live, laugh and love&lt;br /&gt;lets be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-5131640479150739424?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5131640479150739424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/06/walking-through-gypsy-terrains-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5131640479150739424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5131640479150739424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/06/walking-through-gypsy-terrains-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-1701760483535323672</id><published>2009-05-03T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:50:46.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sf31fyvvpgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nO3WyQsoMMI/s1600-h/painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331687460423312898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sf31fyvvpgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nO3WyQsoMMI/s400/painting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you want me to tell you something really subversive?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is everything, its cracked up to be.Thats why, people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-1701760483535323672?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1701760483535323672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-want-me-to-tell-you-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1701760483535323672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1701760483535323672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-want-me-to-tell-you-something.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sf31fyvvpgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nO3WyQsoMMI/s72-c/painting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-379148908640169624</id><published>2009-05-03T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:43:17.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sf3zvzeDLnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MilwGaMUZKo/s1600-h/moonface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331685536472182386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sf3zvzeDLnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MilwGaMUZKo/s320/moonface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looking up at the stars, I know quite well&lt;br /&gt;that, for all they care, I can go to hell&lt;br /&gt;but on Earth indifference is the least&lt;br /&gt;we have to dread from man or beast.&lt;br /&gt;How should we like it were stars to burn&lt;br /&gt;with a passion for us we could not return?&lt;br /&gt;If equal affection can not be&lt;br /&gt;let the more loving one be me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-379148908640169624?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/379148908640169624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-up-at-stars-i-know-quite-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/379148908640169624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/379148908640169624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-up-at-stars-i-know-quite-well.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Sf3zvzeDLnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MilwGaMUZKo/s72-c/moonface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-5482626006475111443</id><published>2009-04-22T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:04:54.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why are friends necessary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Se8VmJE_6HI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nq6Tk7aGxBQ/s1600-h/frrr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327500629218682994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Se8VmJE_6HI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nq6Tk7aGxBQ/s400/frrr1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2087425459259990673-5482626006475111443?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5482626006475111443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-are-friends-necessary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5482626006475111443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5482626006475111443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-are-friends-necessary.html' title='why are friends necessary...'/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/Se8VmJE_6HI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nq6Tk7aGxBQ/s72-c/frrr1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-1224396280302864239</id><published>2009-04-22T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:56:45.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone I shaped you. I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side. You are My perfect angel. You are My beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and My Eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes - don't change them. Your lips - how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form, your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep; I've held your heart close to Mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all that lives and breathes, you are the most like Me. Adam walked with Me in the cool of the day and yet he was lonely. He could not see Me or touch Me. He could only feel Me. So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with Me, I fashioned in you: My Holiness, My Strength, My Purity, My Love, My Protection and Support. You are special because you are the extension of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man represents my image; Woman, my emotions. Together, you represent the Totality of God. So man - treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt Me. What you do to her, you do to Me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father. Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum -- 1 Corinthians 11:12 (NKJ) "For as woman came from man, even so man also comes through woman; but all things are from God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Author Unknown -- from Kathryn Barnes (HeartWarming -- William Rayborn) ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-1224396280302864239?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1224396280302864239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1224396280302864239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-said.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-6901394777927188848</id><published>2009-03-11T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:14:05.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not like them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SbintrPQdUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yYI3Oey4Fng/s1600-h/swasti+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312180163626169666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SbintrPQdUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yYI3Oey4Fng/s320/swasti+blog.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not like them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I can pretend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sun is gone, but I have a light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day is done but I am having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am dumb, or may be just happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;think I am just happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart was broke, but I have some glue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;help me inhale and mend it with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll float around and hang out on clouds;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we'll come down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and have a hangover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not like them, but I can pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day is done but I am having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am dumb...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-6901394777927188848?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6901394777927188848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-not-like-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/6901394777927188848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/6901394777927188848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-not-like-them.html' title='I am not like them'/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SbintrPQdUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yYI3Oey4Fng/s72-c/swasti+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-3458174213622384334</id><published>2009-01-27T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:08:34.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want to have to build this&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have to fit in&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have to need someone&lt;br /&gt;But I do...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to ever fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have to write this to explain&lt;br /&gt;Still I do...&lt;br /&gt;This feels better than nothing at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-3458174213622384334?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3458174213622384334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-want-to-have-to-build-this-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3458174213622384334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3458174213622384334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-want-to-have-to-build-this-i.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-5887573791780439260</id><published>2009-01-01T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:45:31.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SV3F-eto6lI/AAAAAAAAADA/fyBffGpSP84/s1600-h/wisdom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286599194728112834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SV3F9T-iosI/AAAAAAAAACo/DqSC1MYdxoI/s320/courage.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SV3F9F9LHwI/AAAAAAAAACg/pzjmAY-29zE/s1600-h/attitude.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286599190964281090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SV3F9F9LHwI/AAAAAAAAACg/pzjmAY-29zE/s320/attitude.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-5887573791780439260?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5887573791780439260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5887573791780439260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5887573791780439260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SV3F-eto6lI/AAAAAAAAADA/fyBffGpSP84/s72-c/wisdom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-386744755495855480</id><published>2008-11-30T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:51:59.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mumbai Blasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the trying times, times when life makes no sense to some while becomes all the more precious to the others.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bereavement has no religion, no nationality and no borders. Pain speaks only one language.. I know words become useless to those who mourn, but i just wish peace and courage to all those who have suffered a loss..Even though life today seems bleak and tough to carry on, it will hold you all... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do not stand at my grave and weep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do not sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a thousand winds that blow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am the diamond glints on snow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am the sunlight on ripened grain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am the gentle autumn rain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you awake in the morning's hush, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am the soft uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am the soft star that shines at night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did not die... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;have peace&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-386744755495855480?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/386744755495855480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-are-trying-times-times-when-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/386744755495855480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/386744755495855480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-are-trying-times-times-when-life.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-3560644408900535748</id><published>2008-11-27T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:38:47.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SS7MziFHpvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jX-Pw4RoXbY/s1600-h/INBOX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273377399391102706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SS7MziFHpvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jX-Pw4RoXbY/s400/INBOX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  LIVE !&lt;br /&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/2087425459259990673-3560644408900535748?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3560644408900535748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3560644408900535748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3560644408900535748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/live.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SS7MziFHpvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jX-Pw4RoXbY/s72-c/INBOX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-4036703916105793913</id><published>2008-11-27T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:15:52.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Navigating my way through life, evolving, discovering and rediscovering things I usually breathe content but for those brief spells of melancholy which tend to engulf my whole being…just like anybody else. I don’t want to sound cavalier by saying that I m okay with my solitude though I live it thoroughly, because I am not a frivolous person and don’t take on something of such significance lightly…&lt;br /&gt;But, hopefully there is good in every situation. Sounds simplistic, but I still have the good things that have always been in my whole life…my family.&lt;br /&gt;I have had an eventful life so far…have loved and lost…but I like to think that I was the chosen one to bear what all I bore; developing the traits I never knew I possessed. Having experienced the pinnacles of joy and also dungeons of despair I have emerged into quite a different person. Not everything works out the way we might hope and I am not the first person to fall... My family, music, books but most of all my work has gotten me through hard times. If things are not good, then we go to work and then its all encompassing. ..&lt;br /&gt;A friend told me once that broken hearts are fallen angels. So, just like happy people spread their smile where ever they go, people who have grieved, have known the pain of loss tend to be empathetic and it’s a hopeful sign on our spiritual journey.  We need to remember that every other soul whom we meet has suffered or is suffering in some way or the other. That way, we can try to be compassionate and reason out why they behave the way they happen to do. All grieves are personal…why would mine be any greater or lesser than somebody else’s. People hurt, people heal, people move on and people live… &lt;br /&gt;It may be not be in our power to control our destiny but, I firmly believe that our thought processes have the power to shape it... Aren’t we, what our thoughts make us to be? Everybody has got to find the solution all on his/her own...and for that I am afraid there are no shortcuts; you have to live your life. On this journey called life, as I explore the true inner self of my being, the more I pursue... the more I achieve. And I must say I enjoy the game…as long as future holds hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-4036703916105793913?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4036703916105793913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/navigating-my-way-through-life-evolving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/4036703916105793913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/4036703916105793913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/navigating-my-way-through-life-evolving.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-4312135453888189201</id><published>2008-10-15T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:02:38.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to my twin soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've crossed world of terrains&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watched ever changing clouds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;savoured the sight of myriad colors of rainbow,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;felt the strength of mountains passing by,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;been through intriguing presence of vital winds,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tasted flippant spices of creator's recipes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yet I am hungry for something&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've never realized.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is that you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If not, why do i miss you so much?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-4312135453888189201?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4312135453888189201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-my-twin-soul.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/4312135453888189201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/4312135453888189201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-my-twin-soul.html' title='to my twin soul'/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-2970957443323388500</id><published>2008-10-15T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:03:35.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When its dark...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it may be the clouds, shrouding the crescent of the moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;unable to pour out the lumin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I smile...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it may not be happiness...just the inverse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for, like the shrouds enveloping the moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my smile shrouds my wounds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a shield- i hold so dear, for should it slip perchance...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my tumultous grief shall be washed ashore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to be stared curiously by all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and bring derisive joy in some.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this world of lies, deceit has always worked wonders&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;may be I am still learning...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to survive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, as you go chasing your share of skies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll don my charade of glittering smiles,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and will try to befriend the piece of Earth beneath my feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say Time heals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I wander in space...waiting for time to find me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say memories fade, life goes on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They must be right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;may be I am still learning ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;still achieving&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;still pursuing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;may be i am still learning...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till I am breathing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see, I am breathing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-2970957443323388500?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2970957443323388500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-its-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/2970957443323388500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/2970957443323388500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-its-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-5969932041505024250</id><published>2008-05-22T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:37:51.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>till a better memory comes along</title><content type='html'>See the tears on my face I've cried every day&lt;br /&gt;I've lived without you and held you only in my mind&lt;br /&gt;See these hands how they shake... how long will it take&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave you in the past where you belong...&lt;br /&gt;One day I might forget but right now I'm not that strong&lt;br /&gt;So I'll hold on till a better memory comes along...&lt;br /&gt;If someone could really touch me the way you used to do&lt;br /&gt;If he could find one single feeling that didn't start with me and you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then I might forget but right now I'm not that strong&lt;br /&gt;So I'll hold on till a better mem'ry comes along...&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on till a better mem'ry comes along...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-5969932041505024250?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5969932041505024250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/05/till-better-memory-comes-along.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5969932041505024250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5969932041505024250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/05/till-better-memory-comes-along.html' title='till a better memory comes along'/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-3440355806397846071</id><published>2008-02-02T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T06:25:26.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I've Matured...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that one good turn gets most of the blankets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just jack asses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that whatever hits the fan will not be evenly distributed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others - they are more screwed up than you think... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that depression is merely anger without enthusiasm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that it is not what you wear, it is how you wear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that you can keep vomiting long after you think you're finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned to not sweat the petty things, and not pet the sweaty things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned age is a very high price to pay for maturity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I 've learned that I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, unless we are celebrities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that 99% of the time when something isn't working in your life, it may be your mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that there is a fine line between genius and insanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still learning...&lt;br /&gt;[lol]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-3440355806397846071?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3440355806397846071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-ive-matured.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3440355806397846071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/3440355806397846071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-ive-matured.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-1917732920535399618</id><published>2008-02-02T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T04:03:19.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laughter is the best recreation....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;njoy... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Tech Support: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last year I upgraded from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girlfriend 7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources. In addition , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Applications such as &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poker Night 10.3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Football 5.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hunting and Fishing 7.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Racing 3.6I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can't seem to keep &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the background while attempting to run my favorite applications. I'm thinking about going back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girlfriend 7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but the uninstall doesn't work on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . Please help! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Troubled User. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.............................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(KEEP READING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLY:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Troubled User: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a very common problem that men complain about.... Many people upgrade from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is an OPERATING SYSTEM and is designed by its Creator to run EVERYTHING!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is also impossible to delete &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and to return to &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girlfriend 7.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is impossible to uninstall, or purge the program files from the system once installed... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You cannot go back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girlfriend 7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is designed to not allow this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Look in your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; manual under Warnings-Alimony-Child Support. I recommend that you keep &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and work on improving the situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I also suggest installing the background application &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Yes Dear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to alleviate software augmentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best course of action is to enter the command &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:\APOLOGIZE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a great program, but it tends to be very high maintenance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comes with several support programs, such as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Clean and Sweep 3.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Cook It 1.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Do Bills 4.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, be very careful how you use these programs. Improper use will cause the system to launch the program &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Nag Nag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;9.5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is to purchase additional software. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I recommend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Flowers 2.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Diamonds 5.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..........................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DO NOT, under any circumstances, install &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This application is not supported by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wife 1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Best of luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-1917732920535399618?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1917732920535399618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/02/laughter-is-best-recreation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1917732920535399618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/1917732920535399618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/02/laughter-is-best-recreation.html' title='lets laugh'/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2087425459259990673.post-5353387920482603027</id><published>2008-01-23T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T05:27:01.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome swasti at blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so as it seems my mind's maze is out there in open...( always knew i''ll have to let it loose one day...it was becoming much to handle all on my own.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all u netizens... be prepared to get yourselves confused (i don't know really...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2087425459259990673-5353387920482603027?l=swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5353387920482603027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-swasti-at-blogger-well-so-as-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5353387920482603027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2087425459259990673/posts/default/5353387920482603027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swasti-mindmaze.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-swasti-at-blogger-well-so-as-it.html' title=''/><author><name>swasti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16486499942382644149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8S7rrKz1lA/SPZ31mnUCdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_-KVwBLcIe4/S220/9d43.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
