<?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-6540185777324252138</id><updated>2011-09-14T08:44:47.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WILYCOOL!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Since you're sinking in my pool, remember thee name.... WILYCOOL!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-4630753335968744116</id><published>2011-05-17T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T11:23:48.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts from a blonde's diary (month-wise)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;January - "Took new scarf back to store because it was too tight!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;February - "Fired from pharmacy job for failing to print labels ... Helllloooo!!! Bottles won't fit in printer!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;March - "Got really excited ... finished jigsaw puzzle in 6 months ... box said 'for 2-4 years!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;April - "Trapped on escalator for hours ... power went out!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;May - "Tried to make Kool-Aid ... wrong instructions ... 8 cups of water won't fit into those little packets!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;June - "Tried to go water skiing ... couldn't find a lake with a slope."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;July - "Lost breast stroke swimming competition ... learned later, the other swimmers cheated, they used their arms!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;August - "Got locked out of my car in a rain storm ... car swamped because the soft-top was open."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;September - "The capital of California is 'C'... isn't it!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;October - "Hate M &amp;amp; M's ... they are so hard to peel!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;November - "Baked turkey for about 2 1/2 days ... instructions said one hour per pound and I weigh 58!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;December - "Couldn't call 911 ... 'duh'... there's no 'eleven' button on the stupid phone!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-4630753335968744116?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4630753335968744116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=4630753335968744116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/4630753335968744116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/4630753335968744116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2011/05/excerpts-from-blondes-diary-month-wise.html' title='Excerpts from a blonde&apos;s diary (month-wise)'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3066929514524081259</id><published>2011-04-01T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:20:23.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How da new National ID card will work!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Operator: "Thank you for calling Pizza Hut. May I have your..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer: "Heloo, can I order...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "Can I have your multi purpose ID card number first, Sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "It's he..., hold..........on......&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;889861356102049998-45-54610"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "OK... You're... Mr. Singh and you're calling from 17 Jal Vayu.....Your home number is 2x26xxxx, your office 250xxxxx and your mobile is 09xxxxxxxx. Which number are you calling from now Sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "Home! How did you get all my phone numbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "We are connected to the system Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "May I order your Seafood Pizza..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "That's not a good idea Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "How come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "According to your medical records, you have high blood pressure and even higher cholesterol level Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "What? What do you recommend then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "Try our Low Fat Pizza. You'll like it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "How do you know for sure?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "You borrowed a book entitled "Popular Dishes" from the National Library last week Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "OK I give up... Give me three family size ones then, how much will that cost?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "That should be enough for your family of 05, Sir. The total is Rs 500.00"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "Can I pay by! Credit card?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "I'm afraid you have to pay us cash, Sir. Your credit card is over the limit and you owe your bank Rs 23,000.75 since October last year. That's not including the late payment charges on your housing loan, Sir...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "I guess I have to run to the neighbourhood ATM and withdraw some cash before your guy arrives"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "You can't Sir. Based on the records, you've reached your daily limit on machine withdrawal today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "Never mind just send the pizzas; I'll have the cash ready. How long is it gonna take anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "About 45 minutes Sir, but if you can't wait you can always come and collect it on your Nano Car..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: “What!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "According to the details in system, you own a Nano car, registration number GZ-05-AB-1107...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer:”?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "Is there anything else Sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "Nothing... By the way... Aren't you giving me that 3 free bottles of cola as advertised?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "We normally would Sir, but based on your records you're also diabetic....... “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: #$$^%&amp;amp;$@$% ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: "Better watch your language Sir... Remember on 15th July 2010 you were convicted of using abusive language on a policeman...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: [Faints]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-3066929514524081259?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3066929514524081259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3066929514524081259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3066929514524081259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3066929514524081259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-da-new-national-id-card-will-work.html' title='How da new National ID card will work!!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-8999834902965453299</id><published>2011-03-21T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:26:22.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S i l e n t ? ? ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... the moment when you left your home for the first time and you look back at your parents who are worried that their son/daughter are leaving them yet happy that their child took the first step towards &amp;nbsp; independence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... the moment w hen the girl/boy you like most.. smiled back at you! &amp;nbsp;You don't say anything.. you just smile back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... the moment when you get better marks than you expected... those &amp;nbsp;"numb" moments of ecstasy n surprise "is that true?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... the moment when you are parting with your old friend(s) and the &amp;nbsp;train has just started... and you are standing on the door of the &amp;nbsp;wagon.. waving "bye-bye" with your heart beating fast ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... the moment after the HR manager has just called &amp;nbsp;you and told you, “You are through! Congrats!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... the moment when you sit alone in your room after having told everyone that you cleared that exam you prepared for 6 months!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You can go on remembering your "special" moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had always wondered why I never said anything to myself at those moments .. as if it was &amp;nbsp;"understood"... happiness, joy, pain.. all &amp;nbsp;feelings just flowed ceaselessly in the 'years' that passed in those &amp;nbsp;flash moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They say ... the best way to communicate is through "silence".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Love. Joy. Grief. Surprise. Anger. Hope. Expectations. Support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Can you imagine the importance of a silent moment in a song??? When Bryan Adams stops for a while along with music, before he goes on in his husky voice ... Please forgive me. I can't stop loving you! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;… Ever had those moments when you thought you were tired enough that you reach for your bed after dinner.. but find &amp;nbsp;yourself wide awake looking at the roof of your room silently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But you sure are 'thinking'... those moments of self-talk are the most important in our lives. Those moments when we listen to our own hearts! Those promises... those decisions... those are the moments when we make our destinies! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Next time you go silent ... listen carefully to what &amp;nbsp;your heart is saying .. Listen to its joy ... listen to its pain .. listen to its fears .. listen to its desires..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Don't make it shut up and go off to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;LISTEN TO THAT VOICE and ACCEPT EVERYTHING IT SAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That voice alone can lead you to the abode of peace that your sleep lacks ... &amp;nbsp;peace that awaits you! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Be in touch with your true self... Be silent once a day, every day !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-8999834902965453299?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8999834902965453299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=8999834902965453299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8999834902965453299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8999834902965453299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2011/03/s-i-l-e-n-t.html' title='S i l e n t ? ? ?'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-9102284443856890948</id><published>2011-03-16T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:53:32.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Stuff!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We cant tell wat may happen 2 us in da strange medley of life ... But we can decide wat happens in us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How we can tk it, wat we can do with it &amp;amp; tat is wat really counts in da end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How 2 tk da raw stuff of life &amp;amp; mk it a thing of worth &amp;amp; beauty ... tat is da test of living!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-9102284443856890948?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/9102284443856890948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=9102284443856890948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/9102284443856890948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/9102284443856890948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2011/03/tough-stuff.html' title='Tough Stuff!!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-8989977938233173036</id><published>2011-03-16T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:40:08.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude &amp; Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Attitudes r self-created.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;U r free 2 choose 2 be victimized by circumstance or people, or U can choose 2 look @ life with an open mind &amp;amp; be victorious. No one else can choose ur attitude 4 .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;UR Perspective &amp;amp; choice of Attitude gives u da power 2 be in control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is da essence of true freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-8989977938233173036?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8989977938233173036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=8989977938233173036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8989977938233173036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8989977938233173036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2011/03/attitude-perspective.html' title='Attitude &amp; Perspective'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3885744025413995231</id><published>2010-12-17T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:07:28.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Posting Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;COMPETITIVE SALARY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;We remain competitive by paying less than our competitors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;JOIN OUR FAST-PACED COMPANY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;We have no time to train you and you'll have to introduce yourself to your co-workers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;SEEKING ENTHUSIASTIC, FUN, HARD WORKING, PEOPLE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;...who still live with their parents and won't mind our internship-level salaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;CASUAL WORK ATMOSPHERE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;We don't pay enough to expect that you'll dress up; well, a couple of the real daring guys wear ear rings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;JOIN OUR DYNAMIC TEAM:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;We all listen to nutty motivational tapes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;MUST BE DEADLINE ORIENTED:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You'll be six months behind schedule on your first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;SOME OVERTIME REQUIRED:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Some time each night and some time each weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;DUTIES WILL VARY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Anyone in the office can boss you around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;MUST HAVE AN EYE FOR DETAIL:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;We have no quality control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;COLLEGE DEGREE PREFERRED:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Unless you wasted those four years studying something useless like philosophy or English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;NO PHONE CALLS PLEASE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;We've filled the job; our call for resumes is just a legal formality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;SEEKING CANDIDATES WITH A WIDE VARIETY OF EXPERIENCE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You'll need it to replace three people who just left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;PROBLEM-SOLVING SKILLS A MUST:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You're walking into a company in perpetual chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;REQUIRES TEAM LEADERSHIP SKILLS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You'll have the responsibilities of a manager, without the pay or respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;GOOD COMMUNICATION SKILLS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Management communicates, you listen, figure out what they want, and then do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-3885744025413995231?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3885744025413995231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3885744025413995231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3885744025413995231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3885744025413995231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/12/job-posting-tips.html' title='Job Posting Tips'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-1628563362617209631</id><published>2010-11-22T11:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T11:35:01.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang in there !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TOrFsfV-jwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/3leC1AqOu1M/s1600/i%2Bm%2Bsry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TOrFsfV-jwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/3leC1AqOu1M/s320/i%2Bm%2Bsry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542459659551411970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;: I'm sorry.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Eraser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;: For what? You didn't do anything wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Pencil: I'm sorry bcoz you get hurt bcoz of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their &lt;span id="lw_1290443010_2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;precious ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt; worrying, or sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;This is for all parents out there..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hang in there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-1628563362617209631?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1628563362617209631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=1628563362617209631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1628563362617209631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1628563362617209631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/11/hang-in-there.html' title='Hang in there !!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TOrFsfV-jwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/3leC1AqOu1M/s72-c/i%2Bm%2Bsry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-5099992083324761410</id><published>2010-10-06T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T16:02:05.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Tomorrow Starts Without Me !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If the sun should rise and find your eyes, all filled with tears for me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wish so much you wouldn't cry, the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And said my place was ready in Heaven far above, And that I'd have to leave behind, all those things I dearly love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye, For all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had so much to live for, so much yet to do, It seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all the love we shared, and all the fun we had.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while, I'd say goodbye and kiss you, and maybe see you smile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But then I fully realized, that could never be, For emptiness and memories, would take the place of me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss come tomorrow,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But when I walked through Heaven's gates, I felt so much at home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When God looked down and smiled at me, from his great golden throne.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He said, "This is eternity, and all I've promised you. Today your life on Earth is past, and here it starts a new".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, And since each day's the same day, there's no longing for the past".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"But you have been so faithful, so trusting and so true, Though there were times you did some things, you know you shouldn't do".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"But you have been forgiven, and now at last you're free, So won't you take my hand now and share My life with Me".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, For every time you think of me, I'm right here in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-5099992083324761410?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5099992083324761410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=5099992083324761410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5099992083324761410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5099992083324761410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-tomorrow-starts-without-me.html' title='When Tomorrow Starts Without Me !!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-2011179209177077070</id><published>2010-09-29T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T03:23:33.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STORY OF KARMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Four Boyfriends  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;THIS TURNED OUT TO BE SO DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO BE.. IT IS A WONDERFUL WONDERFUL MESSAGE AND IF YOU THINK IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH 'REAL BOYFRIENDS' YOU WILL BE SURPRISED AT THE END. ... ENJOY        &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a girl who had four boyfriends.      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She loved the fourth boyfriend the most and adorned him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She also loved the third boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another...      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She also loved her second boyfriend … He was her confident and was always kind, considerate and patient with her… Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times.      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The girl's first boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend. Although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him!        &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, 'I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone.'      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thus, she asked the fourth boyfriend, 'I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?'      'No way!', replied the fourth boyfriend, and he walked away without another word.  His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The sad girl then asked the third boyfriend, 'I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?'  'No!', replied the third boyfriend. 'Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to marry someone else!' Her heart sank and turned cold.      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She then asked the second boyfriend, 'I have always turned to you for help and you've always b een there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?'      'I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!', replied the second boyfriend.. 'At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave.'   His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.    &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then a voice called out: 'I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go.' The girl looked up, and there was her first boyfriend. He was very skinny as he had suffered from malnutrition and neglect.       &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Greatly grieved, the girl said, 'I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!'       &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In truth, you have four boyfriends in your lives:     &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your fourth boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your third boyfriend is your status, wealth and possessions. When you die, it will all go to others.      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your second boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave..      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And your first boyfriend is your karma.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world.  However, your karma is the only thing that will follow you where ever you go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout Eternity.        &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thought for the day:     Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray. Pass this on to someone you care about - I just did … Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. It means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-2011179209177077070?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2011179209177077070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=2011179209177077070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2011179209177077070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2011179209177077070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/09/story-of-karma.html' title='THE STORY OF KARMA'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3613104698006179757</id><published>2010-09-28T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T12:54:13.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing reply by J.P. Morgan CEO to a Pretty girl!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here. I'm 25 this year. I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above. You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York. My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married? I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you? Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York CityGarden(?), $250k annual income is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Which age group should I target?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Why most wives of the riches is only average-looking? I've met a few girls who doesn't have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr size="2" width="100%" align="center"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Awesome reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ms. Pretty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. Please allow me to analyze your situation as a professional investor. My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here. From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you.. The answer is very simple, so let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of 'beauty' and 'money': Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square. However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year... Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worried 10 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a 'trading position'. If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or 'leased'. Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income. This has better chance than finding a rich fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this reply helps. If you are interested in 'leasing' services, do contact me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;CEO&lt;br /&gt;J.P. 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Morgan CEO to a Pretty girl!!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-6345566864797765990</id><published>2010-09-09T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:42:38.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banking fun !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HSBC Method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire a lion. Give him full rest &amp;amp; make him lazy, Pay him more then his expectation, never say with him to do any work up to six months, after six months tell him that now you have to fulfill your yearly target within six months otherwise u will be kick-out from jungle. Lion dies due to fear, that if he loose this lazy animals jungle where he will go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ICICI method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire a lion. Give him hell a lot of work and pay him lower salary than his politically astute peers. Restructure his job, position, boss, colleagues, designation, department, salary, location every 6 months. Remove all lions above 40 from the organization by giving them VRS. If he kills 2 goats a day, give him target of killing 20 elephants a day, when there are just 10 elephants in the jungle. Lion dies of exhaustion, overkill and restructuring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HDFC method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire a lion and ask him to meow like a cat. Give him lots of ESOPs and grass to eat. He will die eventually of hope and starvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Citibank method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire the lion, make him take 14 tests and tell him that if he doesn't score 90% he will lose the job. Ask him to extract 60 kg meat out of a 40kg goat. Lion dies of the strain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ABN AMRO method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire the lion. Give him high impossible targets and expect a premature delivery of these targets. If the targets are delivered, clap for him in a townhall and if not delivered humiliate him regularly. Lion either dies of excitement or starts behaving like Tom Hanks in Terminal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Standard Chartered method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire a lion, motivate him to outshine other lions in the jungle. Load him with impractical targets and if he finds the prey, ensure jackals in the jungle snatch the prey and the lion dies in oblivion......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kotak method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire a lion, load him with targets to focus on value instead of volume. Every quarter change the style and make his life miserable. If he survives in the system reward him with a hefty bonus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;RBI Method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire a lion and give him a 3000 page circular on how to kill a goat. Amend the circular at least three times a day. Send him on inspection to the jungle, where he can threaten to cancel the hunting license of any fox, wolf, bear, jackal etc who have violated any provision of the 3000 page circular. Lion dies of boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SBI Method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Recruits a lion, gives him the power of mouse. Lion dies of over expectation and no results.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;IDBI method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Recruits a lion, Give him posting among cats. People call him manager but he is actually a clerk. Expect to work as all-rounder. Lion dies due to frustration or escapes to another jungle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Birla sun life  method: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hire a lion. Don't give any work for sometime. Then suddenly give lots and lots to do and never reveal if he is doing well or badly. Then suddenly change his department and ask him to do everything in his new task while co-coordinating with people who are too busy to help. Tell him to kill animals that are weird and scary but give him no ideas on how to do so in the terrain that keeps changing from clay to asphalt to quicksand.............If he survives, give him a good bonus, a bad boss and put him in a cage. For by now he would have realized, the jungle is really a zoo!!!! The lion dies of embarrassment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-6345566864797765990?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6345566864797765990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=6345566864797765990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6345566864797765990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6345566864797765990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/09/banking-fun.html' title='Banking fun !!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-683863281309795354</id><published>2010-08-30T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T11:56:09.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Self  Appraisal"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little boy went to a Telephone booth which was at the cash counter of a store &amp;amp; dialed a number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The store-Owner observed and listened to the  Conversation:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boy: "Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woman: (at the other end of the phone line) "I  already have someone to cut my lawn." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boy: "Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the person who cuts your lawn now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woman: I'm very satisfied with the person who is  presently cutting my lawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boy: (with more perseverance) "Lady, I'll even sweep the floor &amp;amp; the stairs of your house for free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woman: No, thank you.   With a smile on his face, the little  boy end call with thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Store-owner, who was listening to all this,  walked over to the boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Store Owner: "Son...I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit &amp;amp; would like to offer you a job." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boy: "No thanks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Store Owner:  But you were really pleading for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boy: No Sir, I was just  checking my performance at the job I already have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am the one who is  working for that lady I was talking to!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" size="11px" style="  line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" size="11px" style="  line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" size="11px" style="  line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Self  Appraisal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The  difference between dream and aim,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="  line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dream  requires Soundless sleep to see Whereas Aim Requires Sleepless Efforts to Achieve.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&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/6540185777324252138-683863281309795354?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/683863281309795354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=683863281309795354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/683863281309795354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/683863281309795354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/08/self-appraisal.html' title='&quot;Self  Appraisal&quot;'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-6463728112416966024</id><published>2010-08-18T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:24:55.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;"I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;As we laughed she cleared her throat and began,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream.. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do any thing I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-6463728112416966024?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6463728112416966024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=6463728112416966024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6463728112416966024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6463728112416966024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/08/growing-older-is-mandatory-growing-up.html' title='GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL....'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-486568274810709143</id><published>2010-08-16T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:24:24.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>React Vs Respond (GOOD ONE MUST READ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Suddenly, a cockroach flew from somewhere and sat on a lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I wondered if this was the cockroachs response to all the glory that was spoken about it! She started screaming out of fear. With panic stricken face and trembling voice, she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach. Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group got cranky to what was happening. The lady finally managed to push the cockroach to another lady in the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama. The waiter rushed forward to their rescue. In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter. The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behaviour of the cockroach on his shirt. When he was confident enough, he grabbed and threw it out with his fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behaviour? If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it near to perfection, without any chaos. It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I realized even in my case then , it is not the shouting of my father or my boss that disturbs me, but its my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs me. Its not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs me. More than the problem, its my reaction to the problem that hurts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The Take-Away:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; The women reacted, whereas the waiter responded. We should not react in life, we should always respond. Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always intellectual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-486568274810709143?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/486568274810709143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=486568274810709143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/486568274810709143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/486568274810709143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/08/react-vs-respond-good-one-must-read.html' title='React Vs Respond (GOOD ONE MUST READ)'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-6052165027656573784</id><published>2010-07-29T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T05:59:27.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R U FROM MUMBAI....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Geneva;font-size:6;color:#FF00FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: 800;font-size:21px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very interesting message forwarded by 1 of my friend ................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once a man went to a Veterinary Doctor and said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor I have come on vacation for a month so that I can get myself treated fully within this period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor: I think you should go to the Doctor opposite to my clinic, see that board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man: No, Doctor, I have come to you only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor: But, gentleman I am a Veterinary Doctor. I am an animal specialist. I do not treat human beings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man: I know very well Doctor and that is why I have come to you only...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor: I cannot, because you speak like me, think like me, talk like me which means you are a human being and not an animal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man: I know I am a human but listen to my complaints first:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor: OK. Tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sleep like a dog thinking about my workload whole night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get up in the morning like a horse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go to work running like a deer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I work all the day like a donkey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I run around for 11 months like a bull without any holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wag my tail in front of all my bosses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I play with my children like a monkey if I get time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am like a rabbit before my wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor: are you FROM Mumbai?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor: Instead of telling this long history you should have told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the beginning itself that you are FROM Mumbai. Come man, no one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can treat you better than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Pass this message to all FROM Mumbai. Let them know their real life.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-6052165027656573784?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6052165027656573784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=6052165027656573784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6052165027656573784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6052165027656573784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/07/r-u-from-mumbai.html' title='R U FROM MUMBAI....'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-1149729397368766804</id><published>2010-07-15T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T05:12:59.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Rupee finally gets its symbol ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TD7673zVtCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OjixvOQeFDM/s1600/re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TD7673zVtCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OjixvOQeFDM/s400/re.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494104501937091618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:serif;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Finally, the Rupee will have a symbol like the Dollar ($) or the Euro (€) or the Pound (£). The Cabinet today finalised the design for the Rupee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TD7673zVtCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OjixvOQeFDM/s1600/re.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIT post-graduate Uday kumar's entry has been selected out of five shortlisted designs as the new symbol for the Indian Rupee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government had organised a symbol design competition with a prize money of Rs 2.5 lakh. Five designs were shortlisted from a competition and all new notes will bear the design finally approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The growing influence of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1279194416_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Indian economy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; in the global space is said to have prompted this move that will result in the Indian rupee joining the select club of global currencies like the US dollar, the British Pound, European Euro and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1279194416_3" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Japanese Yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; that have unique symbols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The abbreviation for the Indian Rupee, 'Re' or 'Rs' is used by India's neighbours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1279194416_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;, Nepal and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1279194416_5" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Sri Lanka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-1149729397368766804?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1149729397368766804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=1149729397368766804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1149729397368766804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1149729397368766804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/07/indian-rupee-finally-gets-its-symbol.html' title='Indian Rupee finally gets its symbol ...'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TD7673zVtCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OjixvOQeFDM/s72-c/re.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-396688271424938719</id><published>2010-06-22T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:22:31.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do u think ppl hv problem with age .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A lot of people may say that age is a state of mind, that a person is only as old as they feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It is possible to have a secure and loving relationship in which there is an age difference, if both people involved understand certain issues that may arise and they can work together to resolve them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Age is most significant when it relates to maturity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whether you find yourself to be the younger or the older person in a relationship, take into account whether your maturity levels match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This all depends on their life experiences, personal outlooks and goals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Most importantly, if you and your partner feel you are right for each other, age will not matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When it comes to love, age is just a number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-396688271424938719?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-6878262894523655897</id><published>2010-06-21T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:54:27.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;An old man lived alone in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1277153079_0" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Minnesota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Son,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hate to miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1277153079_1" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;doing the garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Zurich BT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Zurich BT';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Zurich BT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Zurich BT';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly, the old man received this telegram:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For Heaven's sake, Dad, don’t dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!"    At 4a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asked him what to do next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad. It's the best I could do for you from here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Moral of the Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"   style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD ... IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART, YOU CAN DO IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:180%;color:fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:'Monotype Corsiva';font-size:16pt;color:fuchsia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-6878262894523655897?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6878262894523655897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=6878262894523655897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6878262894523655897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6878262894523655897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/will-power.html' title='Will Power'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-7804566707532113316</id><published>2010-06-16T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:46:44.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Burned Biscuits- Can you eat them????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other’s faults - and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;God Bless You..... Now, and Always.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So Please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burned one will do just fine.!.!.!.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-7804566707532113316?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7804566707532113316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=7804566707532113316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/7804566707532113316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/7804566707532113316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/burned-biscuits-can-you-eat-them.html' title='The Burned Biscuits- Can you eat them????'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-2032797180183969824</id><published>2010-06-09T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:51:06.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Purity once had a name, And beauty once had a face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Life once had a meaning, And once I was safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Once there was freedom, And once I could laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Happiness once was alive, And once I had another half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Once I shared her love, Once I was by her side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Once I felt I fitted, So quickly that died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Her grace so great, Her beauty so vast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;All I ever wanted, Was for it to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Fate maybe had another plan, But it all fell apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Now it's all died away, Happiness, joy, love; all memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Now I walk alone in this dark, dark world, With no light to guide my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-2032797180183969824?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2032797180183969824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=2032797180183969824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2032797180183969824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2032797180183969824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/alone.html' title='Alone ...'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-7074425693196702417</id><published>2010-06-07T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:44:43.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myth &amp; Truth of Love in Distance ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Just the other day … chatting with friends … out of no were Long Distance Relationships topic came out and a discussion went on … and the weightage was more given to “Long Distance Relationships don’t work out” …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;So just thoughts were thinking over the weekend … Challenging and difficult, they may not be the words we want to hear, thou that best describe long distance relationships. However, not impossible. Many people choose to give a long distance relationship a try, with the constant curiosity if it was the right decision to make and if it even stands a chance. The truth is, a long distance relationship has just as much a chance of succeeding as any other relationship!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Long Distance Relationships share the same facts as an average relationship. It involves two people who share an interest in each other's lives, care for one another and have a love for each other that they hope will only continue to grow. On the other hand, a long distance relationship does have its differences as well. It takes away your ability to see each other on a frequent basis, not to mention that there would be major trust required. Being unable to spend time together in a physical presence makes it harder to hang on to, but does not spell out doom for your relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Agreement of what your expectations are in the relationship and how much of a commitment you are willing to give and receive. If the two decide to be one, then it is clear that neither will be dating anyone else as long as romantic relationship exists. Being clear about what both want is extremely important, especially in a long distance relationship, in order to prevent future misunderstandings and mistakes. Don’t feel afraid to tell your partner what you really need and want from him or her, both deserve the chance to speak from heart and he or she deserves to know the truth and judge whether they can give it to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Trust is a major necessity if you wish to have your relationship from a distance. Without trust and honesty, the relationship is in for danger and unsuccessfulness, just as it would be any other relationship. By accepting the challenge of a long distance relationship, you also accept the fact that you will have to have the trust and faith that your partner will not be seeing anyone else as promised. Being suspicion and accusing will only grow doubts, insecurity and tension between the two and none of those three will help the relationship survive successfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Keeping each other informed of the friendships you have with other people and the events that take place in your personal life is a great way to keep your relationship alive and healthy; and continues to make your partner a part of your life. It is essential that you receive the same information from your partner as well give and take, so you both feel the same security and satisfaction that you both crave. Being creative with the way you keep in touch, such as calling, e-mailing, and whatever you can think of …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Planning reunions play a big part in keeping your relationship exciting, plus serve you the satisfaction of being able to see each other occasionally. It gives you the opportunity to catch up on each other's life in person. Setting a limit of how long you will be apart is a wise thing to do if you do not want to end up waiting forever. There will be a day when you and your partner will have to start planning a serious future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;With the right amount of effort and interest on both parts, a long distance relationship can survive the obstacles; it will frequently be challenged with. As long as you both refresh your memories of why you chose to do this in the first place, trust each other, inform one another of your personal lives, keep in touch, and visit, your relationship can turn out to be one of the most successful and happy relationships that ever existed. You both will be secure, happy and satisfied until the day comes when you will re-unite for good and build your wonderful future together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;To anyone out there who isn't sure....just go with what feels right. Don't rush anything especially in a very long distant relationship. Patience IS a virtue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TA2gT4CKzzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CV_hJGPueWA/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TA2gT4CKzzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CV_hJGPueWA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480212584899202866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-7074425693196702417?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7074425693196702417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=7074425693196702417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/7074425693196702417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/7074425693196702417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/myth-truth-of-love-in-distance.html' title='Myth &amp; Truth of Love in Distance ...'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TA2gT4CKzzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CV_hJGPueWA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-746915171024851911</id><published>2010-06-07T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:26:56.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication Gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;A Man is driving in his car on a road ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;A woman is driving in her car on the same road, but in the opposite direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;When they pass each other, the man opens his window and shouts to the woman: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DONKEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;The woman immediately responds: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MONKEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Both continue their seperate ways, the woman being very satisfied with her quick and smart reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;And just as she reaches the first curve in the road ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TAzwtKMu5WI/AAAAAAAAASk/xoOyiRuPuT8/s1600/Donkey.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TAzwtKMu5WI/AAAAAAAAASk/xoOyiRuPuT8/s400/Donkey.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480019505225590114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;"Women never really understand what men are trying to say to them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-746915171024851911?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/746915171024851911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=746915171024851911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/746915171024851911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/746915171024851911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/man-is-driving-in-his-car-on-road.html' title='Communication Gap'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TAzwtKMu5WI/AAAAAAAAASk/xoOyiRuPuT8/s72-c/Donkey.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-2139278416076032068</id><published>2010-06-04T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:24:58.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Gates after Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Read what happened to bill after death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Well, Bill," said God, "I'm really confused on this one. I'm not sure whether to send you to Heaven or Hell! After all, you helped society enormously by putting a computer in almost every home in the world and yet you created that ghastly Windows. I'm going to do something I've never done before. I'm going to let you decide where you want to go!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mr. Gates replied, "Well, thanks, Lord. What's the difference between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the two?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God said, "You can take a peek at both places briefly if it will help you decide. Shall we look at Hell first?" "Sure!" said Bill. "Let's go!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bill was amazed! He saw a clean, white sandy beach with clear waters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There were thousands of beautiful women running around, playing in the water, laughing and frolicking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The sun was shining and the temperature was just perfect! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bill said, "This is great! If this is Hell, I can't wait to see Heaven!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To which God replied, "Let's go!" and off they went. Bill saw puffy white clouds in a beautiful blue sky with angels drifting about playing harps and singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was nice, but surely not as enticing as Hell. Mr. Gates thought for only a brief moment and rendered his decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"God, I do believe I would like to go to Hell."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"As you desire," said God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Two weeks later, God decided to check up on the late billionaire to see how things were going. He found Bill shackled to a wall, screaming among the hot flames in a dark cave. He was being burned and tortured by demons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"How ya doin', Bill?" asked God. Bill responded with anguish and despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"This is awful! This is not what I expected at all! What happened to the beach and the beautiful women playing in the water?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Oh, THAT!" said God. "That was the screen saver"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-2139278416076032068?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2139278416076032068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=2139278416076032068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2139278416076032068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2139278416076032068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/bill-gates-after-death.html' title='Bill Gates after Death'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-305987604885376183</id><published>2010-06-02T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T06:27:47.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For A Laugh - A Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TAZcPDvIPBI/AAAAAAAAASE/gJbAfkZQ6y8/s1600/haircut.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TAZcPDvIPBI/AAAAAAAAASE/gJbAfkZQ6y8/s400/haircut.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478167410513558546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A guy stuck his head into a barbershop and asked,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'How long before I can get a haircut?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The barber looked around the shop full of customers and said, 'About 2 hours. '&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The guy left. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A few days later, the same guy stuck his head in the door and asked, How long before I can get a haircut?'&lt;br /&gt;The barber looked around at the shop and said, 'About 3 hours.' &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy left. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, the same guy stuck his head in the shop and asked, 'How long before I can get a haircut?&lt;br /&gt;The barber looked around the shop and said, 'About an hour and a half .' &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy left.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The barber turned to his friend and said, 'Hey, Bob, do me a favor. Follow that guy and see where he goes. He keeps asking how long he has to wait for a haircut, but then he doesn't ever come back.' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A little while later, Bob returned to the shop, laughing hysterically. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The barber asked, 'So, where does that guy go when he leaves?' &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bob looked up, wiped the tears from his eyes and said,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Your house' !!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-305987604885376183?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/305987604885376183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=305987604885376183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/305987604885376183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/305987604885376183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-for-laugh-haircut.html' title='Time For A Laugh - A Haircut'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/TAZcPDvIPBI/AAAAAAAAASE/gJbAfkZQ6y8/s72-c/haircut.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3960995457751577046</id><published>2010-06-01T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:19:00.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate your Uniqueness !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;A plum once said, just because a banana lover came by, I converted myself into a banana. Unfortunately, his taste changed after a few months and so I became an orange. When he said I was bitter I became an apple, but he went in search of grapes. Yielding to the opinions of so many people, I have changed so many times that I no more know who I am. How I wish I had remained a plum and waited for a plum lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because a group of people do not accept you as you are, there is no necessity for you to strip yourself of your originality. You need to think good of yourself, for the world takes you at your own estimate. Never stop down in order to gain recognition. Never let go of your true self to win a relationship. In the long run, you will regret that you traded your greatest glory - your uniqueness, for momentary validation. Even Gandhi was not accepted by many people. The group that does not accept you the way you are, is not your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a world for each one of you, where you shall reign as king / queen by just being yourself. Find that world... in fact, that world will find you. What water can do, gasoline cannot and what copper can, gold cannot. The fragility of the ant enables it to move and the rigidity of the tree enables it to stay rooted. Everything and everybody has been designed with a proportion of uniqueness to serve a purpose that we can fulfill only by being our unique self. You as you alone can serve your purpose and I as I alone can serve my purpose. You are here to be you... just you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time in this world when a Krishna was required and he was sent; a time when a Christ was required and he was sent; a time when a Mahatma was required and he was sent; There came a time when you were required on this planet and hence you were sent. Let us be the best we can be. Don't miss yourself and let the world not miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the history of the universe, there has been nobody like you and to the infinite of time to come, there will be no one like you. Existence should have loved you so much that it broke the mould after making you, so that another of your kind will never get repeated. You are original. You are rare. You are unique. You are a wonder. You are a masterpiece... your Master's piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Celebrate your Uniqueness!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-3960995457751577046?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3960995457751577046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3960995457751577046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3960995457751577046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3960995457751577046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/celebrate-your-uniqueness.html' title='Celebrate your Uniqueness !!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-6067736448113976845</id><published>2010-06-01T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:17:28.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!Palms!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Wen I hold da center of ur palms,&lt;br /&gt;I know u r with me, so i am calm.&lt;br /&gt;Wen our palms slid to be apart,&lt;br /&gt;I feel ur touch in my every part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On ur plams d pattern of lines,&lt;br /&gt;Tell so much of stories through time.&lt;br /&gt;Wen those palms runs on my neck for da hug,&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-6067736448113976845?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6067736448113976845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=6067736448113976845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6067736448113976845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6067736448113976845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/palms.html' title='!Palms!!'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-8943923572764732687</id><published>2010-06-01T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:11:08.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People who have a problem with age! Why don't you think about this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;A lot of people may say that age is a state of mind, that a person is only as old as they feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;It is possible to have a secure and loving relationship in which there is an age difference, if both people involved understand certain issues that may arise and they can work together to resolve them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Age is most significant when it relates to maturity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Whether you find yourself to be the younger or the older person in a relationship, take into account whether your maturity levels match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;This all depends on their life experiences, personal outlooks and goals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Most importantly, if you and your partner feel you are right for each other, age will not matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;When it comes to love, age is just a number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-8943923572764732687?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8943923572764732687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=8943923572764732687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8943923572764732687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8943923572764732687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/06/people-who-have-problem-with-age-why.html' title='People who have a problem with age! Why don&apos;t you think about this...'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-8132699270131856042</id><published>2010-05-21T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:57:38.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"for better or for worse"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I've had to grow more used to being single lately. I've had to really examine the confusing mix of feelings inside me: curiosity, loneliness, hope, uncertainty. I feel like a ticking time bomb, emotionally injured so present and raw that I believe I can't trust myself because what is important now is that I remain guarded and alert. I've tested myself, and failed; I've asked myself, can I open up to someone and let them in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I can think about this, if I could even attempt to ignore the giant "NO!" flashing in my head, I find myself too deep in my thoughts about the past; or rather, the last few years of my life and all the memories, history and promises I've had to let go of this last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my relation ended - before, even I realized I could no longer continue with things as they were - one of the heaviest thoughts I had was this: how do I let go of the last few years? What do I do with all that history? Where do I put the memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like such a daunting task, impossible. How could I let go? How could I walk away? Especially when a large part of me simply didn't want to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when everything ended, these questions still haunted me. For as much as I felt that she walked away, and as shocked as I was at her ability to do it so easily, despite those memories and all that history; despite the promises I'd made and the promise I felt we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled, too, with this: were those memories and promises worth sticking things through? Is that not the part where honoring your promises comes in, where you live out "for better or for worse"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a set answer for this, but all I have are these scattered thoughts: a relation is more (so much more) than memories and promises; sometimes, no matter how long you have been with someone, they just are not the right person for you (or you for them); building a life together, one that is fulfilling and interesting and happy and healthy and that can stand the test of time and monotony, requires a delicate mix of qualities that you have to get down right somehow, or an undercurrent of dissatisfaction will settle in and just stay there; you can never underestimate the passion that you must have for each other and that life you build, because that is what can see you through the crappier times; the things that tore you apart once will tear you apart again if you are not completely dedicated to nurturing and cherishing what you have; the work and sacrifice required to keep it all together and have it all be good is intense, and you better be damn sure that the person you chose is one for whom all that work and sacrifice is worth it; and finally, just as it takes two people to make a relation, it most definitely takes two to unmake it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes find myself thinking about the history and memories and promise vs. the reality of our life together and the road we were on. There came a point for me where I had to stop talking about all we'd been through, all we could be, and focus just on what was and had been for too long, a situation where the foundation kept cracking under the very painful possibility that after everything, or in spite of everything, or because of everything, we two were just not right for each other, not two people who could provide each other with a satisfying, happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that the point where it became o.k. to reconsider the notion of "for better or for worse"? Because I remember the chain of events and feelings that made me conclude that I personally could not do for better or for worse, and my reasons for this are complicated and personal and divided into layers - but solid nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think so much about how we were "meant to be." Until the day came where I could not stop asking myself - but if we are meant to be, if we are right for each other, why is it like this? Why these gaping holes in what should be a joy-filled life? I have no answers, and I don't expect to ever have them. But now I wonder, do people ever really belong together, or do we just make ourselves belong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of the history has been (continues to be) a difficult task. For now, I have learned to live with those memories and history. I have no expectation that I can do anything with them besides move them somewhere more removed from my day-to-day thoughts. They are there, not completely forgotten, but not within my reach, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pull of history, of the habits formed over many years, is very hard to separate from, though it is necessary into order to examine a relation objectively. It is a task too laced with fear - fear of what one may find there, fear of the unknown - and too painful to justify rocking the boat. Some people never do it, even as they know something is wrong, and remain stuck in a life that is at times good, but never wholly fulfilling, to not speak of genuinely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when a relation has tilt over to one side so far from what it was at its best, the history and the memories haunt and hurt. Worse still are all the promises we break. I don't know the formula for this, the thing that will ease the sting of all I've had to let go of. The hope, I suppose, lies in the rebuilding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-8132699270131856042?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8132699270131856042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=8132699270131856042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8132699270131856042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8132699270131856042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-better-or-for-worse.html' title='&quot;for better or for worse&quot;'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-765285251043065339</id><published>2010-02-15T14:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:57:54.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indians ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;An Indian walks into a New York City bank and asks to see the loan officer. he says that he is going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for such a loan, so the man hands over the keys of a new Rolls Royce parked on the street in front of the bank. Everything is checked out, and the bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. Anemployee drives the Rolls into the bank's underground garage and parks it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later, the man returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, Which comes to $15.41. The loan officer says, "We are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is why would you bother to borrow just $5,000?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian replied, "Where else in New York can I park my car for two Weeks for 15 bucks?", ..."Indians don't do different things but they do things differently."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-765285251043065339?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/765285251043065339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=765285251043065339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/765285251043065339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/765285251043065339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/02/indians.html' title='Indians ....'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3786485687007607525</id><published>2010-02-15T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:56:33.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTITUDE IS WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;1. Soldier: sir we are surrounded from all sides by enemies,&lt;br /&gt;major: excellent! We can attack in any direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Everyone knows about Alexander Graham Bell who invented the telephone, but he never made a call to his family. Because, his wife and daughter were deaf. that's life "live for others".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The worst in life is "attachment" it hurts when you lose it. The best thing in life is "loneliness" because it teaches you everything and, when you lose it, you get everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Life is not about the people who act true to your face........&lt;br /&gt;It’s about the people who remain true behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If an egg is broken by an outside force. a life ends. If an egg breaks from within....... life begins. Great things always begin from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. it’s better to lose your ego to the one you love. Than to lose the one you love ....... because of ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A relationship doesn't shine by just shaking hands at the best of times. but it blossoms by holding firmly in critical situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Heated gold becomes ornaments. Betted copper becomes wires. Depleted stone becomes statue. So, the more pain you get in your life the more valuable you become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you trust someone trust him completely without any doubt....... ....... at the end you would get one of the two: either a lesson for your life or a very good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Why we have so many temples, if god is everywhere? A wise man said: air is everywhere, but we still need a fan to feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-3786485687007607525?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3786485687007607525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3786485687007607525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3786485687007607525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3786485687007607525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2010/02/attitude-is-what-life-is-all-about.html' title='ATTITUDE IS WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT.......'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-5903042121263315101</id><published>2009-09-01T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:06:20.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;WHO DOES WHAT............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife said, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;'You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as&lt;br /&gt;long to get our coffee.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband said, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;' You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that&lt;br /&gt;is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife replies,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; 'No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband replies, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;'I can't believe that, show me.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several&lt;br /&gt;pages, that it indeed says..........&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;'HEBREWS' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MASTER PIECE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God may have created man before woman,&lt;br /&gt;but there is always a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;rough draft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; before the masterpiece..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-5903042121263315101?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5903042121263315101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=5903042121263315101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5903042121263315101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5903042121263315101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-does-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-8643957745946996067</id><published>2009-09-01T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:02:34.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=162192566320" style="cursor: pointer; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;IT'S STRANGE ISN'T IT?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Isn't it strange how a 20 rupee note seems like such a large amount when we donate it to temple,&lt;br /&gt;but such a small amount when we go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how 2 hours seem so long when we are at Temple,&lt;br /&gt;and how short they seem when we are watching a good movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange that we can't find a word to say when we are praying,&lt;br /&gt;but we have no trouble thinking what to talk about with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how difficult and boring it is to read one chapter of the Sacred Scriptures,&lt;br /&gt;but how easy it is to read 100 pages of a popular novel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how everyone wants front-row-tickets to concerts or games,&lt;br /&gt;but they do whatever is possible to sit at the last row in Satsang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how we need to know about an event for Temple 2-3 weeks before the day so we can include it in our agenda,&lt;br /&gt;but we can adjust it for other events in the last minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how difficult it is to learn a fact about Almighty to share it with others,&lt;br /&gt;but how easy it is to learn, understand, extend and repeat gossip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how we believe everything that magazines and newspapers say,&lt;br /&gt;but we question the words in our own Sacred Scriptures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange how we send jokes in e-mails and they are forwarded right away,&lt;br /&gt;but when we are going to send messages about Almighty, we think about it twice before we share it with others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;IT'S STRANGE ISN'T IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-8643957745946996067?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8643957745946996067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=8643957745946996067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8643957745946996067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8643957745946996067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-strange-isnt-it-isnt-it-strange-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-1526723455939483820</id><published>2009-09-01T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:58:03.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Or Innocence .... A gd 1 ..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Trust Or Innocence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;This guy had been on a long flight. The first warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane flashed on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Fasten your seat belts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Then, after a while, a calm voice said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is fastened." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the passengers were becoming &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;apprehensive.. Later, the voice of the announcer said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal at this time. The turbulence is still ahead of us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;And then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of the engines. Lightening lit up the darkening skies and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;The man confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around him. He said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it through the storm. And then, I suddenly saw a girl to whom the storm meant nothing. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat and was reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything within her small world was calm and orderly. Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her legs, but worry and fear were not in her world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm, when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous child was completely composed and unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man could hardly believe his eyes. It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark, he lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid. The sweet child replied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Sir, my Dad is the pilot and he is taking me home." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Trust ? Innocence? Whatever it is, it is so very powerful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-1526723455939483820?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1526723455939483820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=1526723455939483820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1526723455939483820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1526723455939483820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/09/trust-or-innocence-gd-1.html' title='Trust Or Innocence .... A gd 1 ..............'/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-577946942570924612</id><published>2009-02-06T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:01:49.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Corporate Phrases...................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Competitive Salary :&lt;/span&gt; We remain competitive by paying less than our competitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Join Our Fast Paced Company :&lt;/span&gt; We Have no time to train you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Casual Work Atmosphere :&lt;/span&gt; We don't pay enough to expect that you'll dress up; well, a couple of the real daring guys wear earrings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Must be deadline oriented :&lt;/span&gt; You'll be six months behind schedule on your first day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Some Overtime Required :&lt;/span&gt; Some time each night and some time each weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Duties Will Vary :&lt;/span&gt; Anyone in the office can boss you around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Must Have An Eye For Detail :&lt;/span&gt; We have no quality control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Career Minded :&lt;/span&gt; Female Applicants must be childless (and remain that way). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apply in Person :&lt;/span&gt; If you're old, fat or ugly you'll be told the position has been filled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No Phone Calls Please :&lt;/span&gt; We've filled the job; our call for resumes is just a legal formality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seeking Candidates with a wide variety of experience :&lt;/span&gt; You'll need it to replace three people who just left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Problem-solving skills is a must :&lt;/span&gt; You're walking into a company in perpetual chaos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Requires Team Leadership Skills :&lt;/span&gt; You'll have the responsibilities of a manager, without the pay or respect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good Communication Skills :&lt;/span&gt; Management communicates, you listen, figure out what they want and do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm Extremely Adept at all manner of office organization :&lt;/span&gt; Ive Used Microsoft Office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm Honest, Hard-working and dependable :&lt;/span&gt; I Pilfer Office Supplies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I Take Pride in my work :&lt;/span&gt; I blame others for my mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm Personable :&lt;/span&gt; I give lots of unsolicited personal advice to co-workers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm Extremely Professional :&lt;/span&gt; I carry a Day-Timer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm Adaptable :&lt;/span&gt; I've changed jobs a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm On The Go :&lt;/span&gt; I'm never at my desk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm Highly Motivated to Succeed :&lt;/span&gt; The minute I find a better job, I'm outta there. &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/6540185777324252138-577946942570924612?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/577946942570924612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=577946942570924612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/577946942570924612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/577946942570924612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/corporate-phrases.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-5679616278332734501</id><published>2009-02-06T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:56:57.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JOB-SEEKERS IN CHINA............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299737030470362498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYxywAArZYI/AAAAAAAAALo/E88YJd8fCvc/s400/jobs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Job-seekers visit booths of companies at the first job fair after the Chinese Lunar New Year in Beijing, China, 5th Feb 09.&lt;br /&gt;After the Chines New Year holiday, thousands of migrants have returned to the city earlier than usual in an attempt to find jobs. Around 20 million migrant workers are believed to have lost their jobs bcoz of the economic downturn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-5679616278332734501?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5679616278332734501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=5679616278332734501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5679616278332734501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5679616278332734501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/job-seekers-in-china.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYxywAArZYI/AAAAAAAAALo/E88YJd8fCvc/s72-c/jobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-2764934830510355799</id><published>2009-02-05T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:34:46.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WORDS THAT HAVE EFFECTS...............................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      Long back, a person who sacrificed his sleep, forgot his family, forgot his food, forgot laughter were called  &lt;strong&gt;"Saints"&lt;/strong&gt; But now they are called.. &lt;strong&gt;"IT professionals"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      An interesting line written at the back of a Biker's T Shirt: &lt;strong&gt;"If you are able to see this, Please tell me that my girlfriend has fallen off"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      Most Relationships fail not because of the absence of love..Love is always present..Its just that, One loves too much, and The other loves too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      Employee: Boss, Now i have got married..! Please increase my salary..!&lt;br /&gt;         BOSS: Factory is not responsible for accidents occurring outside the company...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      &lt;strong&gt;Philosophy of life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;         &lt;/strong&gt;At the beginning of married life, every gal treats her husband as GOD, Later on somehow &lt;br /&gt;         the alphabets got reversed..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      What is a Fear?&lt;br /&gt;         Fear is the Deep, Wrenching feeling in your stomach When pages of your book still smell&lt;br /&gt;         new and Just few hours left for your exams..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      Someone has rightly said, "A fool can ask More questions that a wise man cannot&lt;br /&gt;         answer"No Wonder why so many of us speechless when lecturers ask question..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.      Boy: Do you have Cards with sentimental Love quotes?&lt;br /&gt;         Shopkeeper: Oh sure..@! How about this card, it says "To the only Girl I ever loved.!"&lt;br /&gt;         Boy: That's good, Give me 12 of them..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.      After reading the form filled by an applicant..&lt;br /&gt;         The employer said: " WE do have an opening for you..!&lt;br /&gt;         Applicant: What is it?.....................Interviewer: Its called the "door..!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.   A Banner cum Sign Board In front of an IT company.......&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Drive Slowly, Don't kill our Employee... ...... Leave them to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-2764934830510355799?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2764934830510355799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=2764934830510355799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2764934830510355799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/2764934830510355799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-that-have-effects.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-6121247185664101832</id><published>2009-02-05T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:28:23.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some Beautifull thoughts for LIFE......!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we make them cry who care for us.&lt;br /&gt;we cry for those who never care for us.&lt;br /&gt;And we care for those who will never cry for us.&lt;br /&gt;This is the truth of life, its strange but true.&lt;br /&gt;Once u relaise this, its never to late to change.&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Never explain urself to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz the person who likes u doesnt need it,&lt;br /&gt;and the person who dislikes u wont believe it.&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Dont write ur name on sand, waves will wash it away.&lt;br /&gt;Dont write ur name in sky, wind may blow it away.&lt;br /&gt;Write ur name in hearts of people u come in touch with, thats where it will stay.&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;The most difficuilt phase of life is not when no one understans you;&lt;br /&gt;It is when u dont understand urself.&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Arrow goes forward only after pulling in to backward.&lt;br /&gt;Bullet goes forward anly after pressing the trigger backward.&lt;br /&gt;Every human being will get happy only after facing the difficuilties in there life path...&lt;br /&gt;So do not afraid to face ur difficuilties, they will push u forward.&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;What we r today is result of our own past actions;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we wish to be in future depends on our present actions;&lt;br /&gt;Decide how you have to act now, as we have the power to make ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-6121247185664101832?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6121247185664101832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=6121247185664101832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6121247185664101832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/6121247185664101832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-beautifull-thoughts-for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3933286177501918880</id><published>2009-02-05T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:56:03.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MOTHER............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299398608862121618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYs-9RRtDpI/AAAAAAAAALg/SEVFmFleDVc/s400/mama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GOD cannot be &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;, so he created &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MOTHER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was there everytime u cried, when u were a baby.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U started GROWING! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She Jumped with joy, when ur 1st stood on ur tender foot,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U grew CONFIDENT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She Celebrated with happiness on ur 1st Birthday,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U ate the CAKE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She gave u sweets on ur 1st day to school,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U enjoyed the WHOLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She bought u new clothes, instead of sari for herself,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U showed off to ur FRIENDS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She took u to the doctor when u were sick,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U recovered ur HEALTH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She quarreled with her friend, when u fought with her friend's kid; to prove u innocent &amp;amp; gave up her friend,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U cared less for her LOSS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She gave u her savings, to buy ur bicycle,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U rode with PRIDE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She cooked ur favorite breakfast, on ur 1st day to Office,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U became INDEPENDANT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She waited at the door on ur 1st Salary day, only to seek God's blessings,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U already celebrated with ur FRIENDS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She blessed ur love marriage, when you came home married,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U shared ur love with ur SPOUSE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's now old and lonely, still thinking of U.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Remember! allthat she has had, she gave it to U.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Show ur love before u feel it is loo late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THINK, for a moment! how much she sacrificed for U,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The agony &amp;amp; pain she went thru all the years, it was for U, only for U.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Give her ur time, a bit of ur love for all that is all she desires.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tell her that U love her and care too ...She's with U no matter where r U!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-3933286177501918880?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3933286177501918880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3933286177501918880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3933286177501918880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3933286177501918880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYs-9RRtDpI/AAAAAAAAALg/SEVFmFleDVc/s72-c/mama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-266226649093008031</id><published>2009-02-05T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:25:33.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONT COPY IF U CANT PASTE.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A popular motivational speaker was entertaining his audience.&lt;br /&gt;He Said: "The best years of my life were spent in the arms of a woman who wasn't my wife!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience was in silence and shock.&lt;br /&gt;The speaker added: "And that woman was my mother!" Laughter and applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, a top IT manager trained by the motivational speaker tried to&lt;br /&gt;crack this very effective joke at home. He was a bit foggy after a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said loudly, "The greatest years of my life were spent in the arms of a woman who was not my wife!"&lt;br /&gt;The wife went wild with shock and rage.&lt;br /&gt;Standing there for 20 seconds trying to recall the second half of the joke, the manager finally blurted out "... and I can't remember who she was!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;Don't copy if you can't paste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-266226649093008031?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/266226649093008031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=266226649093008031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/266226649093008031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/266226649093008031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-copy-if-u-cant-paste.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-5998415411497736046</id><published>2009-02-05T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:58:13.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 10:32........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one falls in love by choice, it is by CHANCE..&lt;br /&gt;No one stays in love by chance, it is by WORK.&lt;br /&gt;And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by CHOICE&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299388411889827138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYs1rumDvUI/AAAAAAAAALY/VggwMMtI3ys/s400/jesus.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He did something for you, now do something for him. Spread his word, and you'll be rewarded.  How? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matthew 10:32...'Whoever acknowledges Me before men, I will acknowledge him before My Father in heaven.  But whoever disowns Me before men, I will disown him before My Father in heaven.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-5998415411497736046?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5998415411497736046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=5998415411497736046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5998415411497736046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5998415411497736046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/matthew-1032.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYs1rumDvUI/AAAAAAAAALY/VggwMMtI3ys/s72-c/jesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-5857639563836007195</id><published>2009-02-05T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:39:38.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a puzzle for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagine you are in Africa . You have been tied hanging on a tree with a rope anchored on the ground, a candle is slowly burning the rope, and the lion is waiting for you to drop and be his lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299383433744215378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsxJ9jp7VI/AAAAAAAAALA/G08yGNF9Evc/s400/lion1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your survival hinges on the rope staying intact, there is no one around to help you. What to do now ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down for answer...&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 align="center"&gt;Sing a Happy Birthday song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299383732261249282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsxbVnqYQI/AAAAAAAAALI/I4QWX1Cbaj4/s400/lion2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299384094087871858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsxwZh2fXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/X9J8DP_AalI/s200/jerry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howzzzzzz that!!!!!!!&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/6540185777324252138-5857639563836007195?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5857639563836007195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=5857639563836007195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5857639563836007195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5857639563836007195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-is-puzzle-for-you-imagine-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsxJ9jp7VI/AAAAAAAAALA/G08yGNF9Evc/s72-c/lion1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-1841112308260645791</id><published>2009-02-05T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:28:43.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Some Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?&lt;br /&gt;2. Do Lipton Tea employees take coffee breaks?&lt;br /&gt;3. If olive oil comes from olives, where does baby oil come from?&lt;br /&gt;4. If people from Poland are called Poles, why aren't people from Holland called Holes?&lt;br /&gt;5. Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?&lt;br /&gt;6. Why the man who invests all your money called a broker?&lt;br /&gt;7. If horrific means to make horrible, does terrific mean to make terrible?&lt;br /&gt;8. Why is it called building when it is already built?&lt;br /&gt;9. If a book about failures doesn't sell, is it a success?&lt;br /&gt;10. If you're not supposed to drink and drive, then why do bars have parking lots?&lt;br /&gt;11. If you take an Oriental person and spin him around several times, does he become disoriented?&lt;br /&gt;12. If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?? Human ??&lt;br /&gt;13. If working hours are meant for working, then why are you reading this??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-1841112308260645791?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1841112308260645791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=1841112308260645791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1841112308260645791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1841112308260645791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-questions-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-1134860154372392172</id><published>2009-02-05T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:23:37.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Translate in HINDI................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever Wondered..How wud sum common english sayings translate in hindi???too good ………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day! - Achcha din lo! ·&lt;br /&gt;What's up? -Uppar kya hai? ·&lt;br /&gt;You're kidding! -Tum bachcha bana rahe ho ·&lt;br /&gt;Don't kid me! - Mera bachcha mat banaao! ·&lt;br /&gt;Yo, baby! What's up? - Beti Yo, uppar kya hai? ·&lt;br /&gt;Cool man! -Thandaa aadmi! ·&lt;br /&gt;Check this out, man! - Iskee chaanbeen karo, aadmi ·&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with me, dude.- Mere saath gandagi mat karo, e vyakti.&lt;br /&gt;She's so fine! -Woh itnee baareek hai! ·&lt;br /&gt;Listen buddy, that chick's mine, okay!?-&lt;br /&gt;Suno dost, woh chooza mera hai, theek? ·&lt;br /&gt;Hey what's cooking; good looking? - Arrey Kya pakaa rahee ho; sundarta ki devi? ·&lt;br /&gt;Are you nuts? - Kya aap akhrot hain? ·&lt;br /&gt;Son of a gun.- Bachcha bandook ka. ·&lt;br /&gt;Rock the party. - Party mein patthar feko.&lt;br /&gt;And the best ones are..... ·&lt;br /&gt;How do you do? - Tum kaise karte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-1134860154372392172?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1134860154372392172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=1134860154372392172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1134860154372392172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1134860154372392172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/translate-in-hindi.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-5868623896523158797</id><published>2009-02-05T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:10:50.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A beautiful poem written by a Father to his Daughter !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - FOR ALL PARENTS !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do read it once...........I am sure u also won't be left untouched by the words and the feelings that they depict. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last stanza, after reading from the beginning, suddenly slows down the heart-beats.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsbl75eQYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y_HvX87ImlE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299359725079380354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsbl75eQYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y_HvX87ImlE/s200/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;DAD - BABY RACHEL - MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sad Dad's poem... This is a beautiful poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;TO MY CHILD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this morning, I am going to smile when I see your face and laughwhen I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry and pick you up and take you tothe park to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to putthat puzzle of yours together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit withyou in the backyard and blow bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you oneif he comes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't stand over you trying to fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favourite TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray, I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children's graves instead of their bedrooms. The mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly and screaming inside that little body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I kiss you goodnight I will holdyou a little tighter, a little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing, except one more day.............. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-5868623896523158797?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5868623896523158797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=5868623896523158797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5868623896523158797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/5868623896523158797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful-poem-written-by-father-to-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsbl75eQYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Y_HvX87ImlE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3977939731307516776</id><published>2009-02-05T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:52:56.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughter is the best medicine.........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage - I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady, and after the wedding, he laid down the following rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want -- and I don't expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on the table unless I tell you that I won't be home for dinner. I'll go hunting, fishing, boozing, and card-playing when I want with my old buddies, and don't you give me a hard time about it. Those are my rules. Any comments?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new bride said: 'No, that's fine with me. Just understand that there will be sex here at seven o'clock every night...whether you're here or not.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DARN SHE'S GOOD!)&lt;br /&gt;************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Marriage - II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband and wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th wedding anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband yells, 'When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads, 'Here Lies My Wife -- Cold As Ever'!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah?' she replies. 'When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads, 'Here Lies My Husband -- Stiff At Last'!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HE ASKED FOR IT!)&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;Marriage - III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband (a doctor) and his wife are having a fight at the breakfast table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband gets up in a rage and says, 'And you are no good in bed either,' and storms out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time he realizes he was nasty and decides to make amends and rings her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes to the phone after many rings, and the irritated husband says, 'What took you so long to answer to the phone?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says, 'I was in bed.' 'In bed this early, doing what?' 'Getting a second opinion!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(YEP, HE HAD THAT COMING, TOO!)&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;Marriage - IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so proud of himself, that he starts calling his wife,' Mother of Six' in spite of her objections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, they go to a party. The man decides that it IS time to go home and wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. He shouts at the top of his voice, 'Shall we go home Mother of Six?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion, shout s right back, 'Any time you're ready, Father of Four.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(RIGHT ON, LADY!)&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;THE SILENT TREATMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the man realized that the next day he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper,'Please wake me at 5:00 A M.' He left it where he knew she would find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furious, he was about to go to see why his wife hadn't wakened him when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, 'It is 5:00 AM . Wake up.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;God may have created man before woman, but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this to smart women who need a laugh and to men you think can handle it ................more to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-3977939731307516776?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3977939731307516776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3977939731307516776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3977939731307516776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3977939731307516776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-1947735993319411536</id><published>2009-02-05T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:32:38.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which is You c'nt do but god can......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299346922106388546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsP8tG2AEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kyvHOPo9DZw/s400/bible.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YOU SAY&lt;/span&gt;----------------------------&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOD SAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;'It's impossible'----------------------All things are possible - (Luke 18:27)&lt;br /&gt;'I'm too tired'-------------------------I will give you rest - (Matthew 11:28-30)&lt;br /&gt;'Nobody really loves me'-------------I love you - (John 3:16 &amp;amp; John 3:34)&lt;br /&gt;'I can't go on'------------------------My grace is sufficient - (II Corinthians 12:9 &amp;amp; Psalm 91:15)&lt;br /&gt;'I can't figure things out'--------------I will direct your steps - (Proverbs 3:5-6)&lt;br /&gt;'I can't do it'--------------------------You can do all things - (Philippians 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;'I'm not able'-------------------------I am able - (II Corinthians 9:8)&lt;br /&gt;'It's not worth it'---------------------It will be worth it - (Roman 8:28)&lt;br /&gt;'I can't forgive myself'----------------I Forgive you - (I John 1:9 &amp;amp; Romans 8:1)&lt;br /&gt;'I can't manage'----------------------I will supply all your needs - (Philippians 4:19)&lt;br /&gt;'I'm afraid'---------------------------I have not given you a spirit of fear - (II Timothy 1:7)&lt;br /&gt;'I'm always worried &amp;amp; frustrated'----Cast all your cares on ME - (I Peter 5:7)&lt;br /&gt;'I'm not smart enough'---------------I give you wisdom - (I Corinthians 1:30)&lt;br /&gt;'I feel all alone'-----------------------I will never leave you or forsake you - (Hebrews 13:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-1947735993319411536?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1947735993319411536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=1947735993319411536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1947735993319411536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1947735993319411536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/which-is-you-cnt-do-but-god-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYsP8tG2AEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kyvHOPo9DZw/s72-c/bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-4363672464117471553</id><published>2009-02-04T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:12:13.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MENS prespective - Awesome...............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her - David Bissonette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together - Sacha Guitry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher - Socrates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, 'What does a woman want? - Dumas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me -Sigmund Freud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Some people ask the secret of our long marriage.. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking. It's called marriage' - Sam Kinison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the second one didn't.' - James Holt McGavran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming 1. Whenever you're wrong, admit it, 2. Whenever you're right, shut up. - Patrick Murray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once... - Nash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met. - Henny Youngman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good wife always forgives her husband when she's wrong. - Rodney Dangerfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds: 'Wife wanted'. Next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: 'You can have mine.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Guy (proudly): 'My wife's an angel!' Second Guy: 'You're lucky, mine's still alive.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THIS TO ALL THE GUYS TO GIVE THEM A GOOD LAUGH......AND TO THOSE LADIES WITH A SENSE OF HUMOUR WHO CAN HANDLE IT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................willy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-4363672464117471553?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4363672464117471553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=4363672464117471553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/4363672464117471553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/4363672464117471553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/mens-prespective-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-786056541471249199</id><published>2009-02-04T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:39:39.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Amazing..."Don't come to conclusion on anything without knowing the truth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages, mostly with the working men and women and young college guys and gals. Near the window, seated a old man with his 30 year old son. As the train moves by, the son is overwhelmed with joy as he was thrilled with the scenery outside.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"See dad, the scenery of green trees moving away is very beautiful" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This behavior from a thirty year old son made the other people feel strange about him. Every one started murmuring something or other about this son. "This guy seems to be a crack.." newly married Anil whispered to his wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suddenly it started raining... Rain drops fell on the travelers through the opened window. The Thirty year old son , filled with joy " see dad, how beautiful the rain is .." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anil's wife got irritated with the rain drops spoiling her new suit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anil ," cant you see its raining, you old man, if ur son is not feeling well get him soon to a mental asylum. and don't disturb public henceforth" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied " we are on the way back from hospital, my son got discharged today morning , he was a blind by birth, last week only he got his vision, these rain and nature are new to his eyes.. Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The things we see may be right from our perspective until we know the truth.. But when we know the truth our reaction to that will hurt even us......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 107px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 21px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299090109936848498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYomYROSTnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cvwz3kgj7Tc/s200/WILSON2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-786056541471249199?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/786056541471249199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=786056541471249199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/786056541471249199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/786056541471249199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYomYROSTnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cvwz3kgj7Tc/s72-c/WILSON2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-470324281238332746</id><published>2009-02-04T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:57:54.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Freedom Writers – An inspirational true story&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYocp0GLQTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ACpc2SMDyT0/s1600-h/freedom.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299079416239571250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYocp0GLQTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ACpc2SMDyT0/s320/freedom.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Last night I watched the movie “Freedom Writers” starring Hilary Swank as Erin Gruwell, the teacher in whose true story this film is based on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s a movie (a story) filled with humanity that shows how a single person who refuses to give up on her allegedly “unteachable” students and gives them a second chance to (re)discover themselves and change their own lives. She really makes a difference and wins their respect with her different methods of teaching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I truly have an admiration for teachers and this movie has touched me, even more because it is an inspirational true story. The lesson I took out of it is that instead of fighting each other over race, color, social status, beliefs, etc. people should join together and rise above the superficial differences to achieve whatever they’re capable of achieving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;“It doesn’t matter who we are or where we come from, each and every one of us has the power to light a small light in a dark room.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;..................willy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-470324281238332746?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/470324281238332746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=470324281238332746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/470324281238332746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/470324281238332746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-writers-inspirational-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYocp0GLQTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ACpc2SMDyT0/s72-c/freedom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-1808877015209929369</id><published>2009-02-04T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:38:06.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Serendipity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoXoGWqpZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/v1vi80lytQA/s1600-h/serendipty.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299073889222698386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoXoGWqpZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/v1vi80lytQA/s320/serendipty.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s believed that serendipity is making fortunate discoveries by accident, especially when one is looking for something completely different. In Physics and Science there have been quite a few serendipitous discoveries, like Alexander Fleming’s discover of the Penicillin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, in our everyday life, sometimes we come across our own fortunate findings (nothing scientific, at least not from me) and that makes us wonder: is it just a coincidence? Or there’s something more to it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See, when we apply serendipity to life in general it’s more connected with fate, destiny, chance or kismet. And these are things that leave me rather intrigued. I mean, we’re all gifted with free choice, but what if our so called “free choices” are part of a bigger plan?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoX5vbO0BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bJ28ofVOzB0/s1600-h/puzzle.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299074192305475602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoX5vbO0BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/bJ28ofVOzB0/s320/puzzle.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I can’t help myself and I just question everything. Other times, I’m simply amazed on how certain things start to happen in sequence and it feels like we’re making a puzzle and we keep finding the right pieces to fit in next.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps our life is in fact a big puzzle and we can´t start building it from the middle or the end. Our experiences and obstacles that we have to overcome are merely pieces that will lead us to the next ones.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m just babbling… but if suddenly everything starts to make sense (even past experiences that are still hard to remember or difficult times, among other things) and you come across a serendipitous event that changes your life, look up and smile because your own puzzle (destiny) is getting more complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;................willy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-1808877015209929369?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1808877015209929369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=1808877015209929369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1808877015209929369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/1808877015209929369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/serendipity-its-believed-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoXoGWqpZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/v1vi80lytQA/s72-c/serendipty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-7053270936289169680</id><published>2009-02-04T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:14:35.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saving Green............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that going green is more expensive, but in fact there’s ways of going GREEN and save money. I have received a newsletter from the David Suzuki Foundation entitled “What’s HOT, What’s NOT in 2009” and it had the items shown bellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK3urvrb3Ck/SYeGaqejmOI/AAAAAAAAAi8/iAHIC35gXdg/s1600-h/green+energy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Caring consumerism &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoQM_-L5vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ckxVw8YUs7w/s1600-h/green+energy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299065727071545074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoQM_-L5vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ckxVw8YUs7w/s400/green+energy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renew and repair&lt;br /&gt;Barter, trade, donate&lt;br /&gt;Do-it-yourself&lt;br /&gt;Lower energy bills&lt;br /&gt;Green gifting&lt;br /&gt;Eating in, local, and low on the food chain&lt;br /&gt;Free exercise&lt;br /&gt;Vacationing close to home, going outsideGreen investing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT (HOT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who has the most toys wins"&lt;br /&gt;Accumulate and dispose&lt;br /&gt;Individual use, currency-based economy&lt;br /&gt;Outsourcing&lt;br /&gt;Energy waste&lt;br /&gt;More stuff we don’t want or need&lt;br /&gt;Eating out, exotic, and meaty&lt;br /&gt;Gym and studio memberships&lt;br /&gt;Jet-setting, nature deficit disorder&lt;br /&gt;Banking as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Searching the internet I have also found a book from David Bach, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Go Green, Live Rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. For more information and opinions on the book, &lt;a href="http://www.alternativeconsumer.com/2008/04/05/go-green-with-david-bach/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It actually makes a lot of sense to me (not having a rich life in the materialistic way of the word, but adopting small actions that make a difference and enrich all of us). Because we’re not only helping the planet a little bit but we’re also improving our lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....................Willy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-7053270936289169680?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7053270936289169680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=7053270936289169680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/7053270936289169680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/7053270936289169680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/saving-green.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoQM_-L5vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ckxVw8YUs7w/s72-c/green+energy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-8689880999328030264</id><published>2009-02-04T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:46:59.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoKydA6hMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bYVGPpV746w/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299059773453010114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoKydA6hMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bYVGPpV746w/s200/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Am I A Fireman Yet?? (True story)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299058521436007266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoJpk4zK2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZhrQAVgHdqc/s400/1.JPG" /&gt; In Phoenix , Arizona , a 26-year-old mother stared down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness,she also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up &amp;amp;fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible. The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son's dream to come true.&lt;br /&gt;              She took her son' s hand and asked,"Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up?Did you ever dream and wish what you woulddo with your life?""Mommy, I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up. "Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true."&lt;br /&gt;               Later that day she went to her local fire Department in Phoenix , Arizona , where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix !She explained her son's final wish and Asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning, we'll make him an honorary Fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniformfor him, with a real fire hat - not a toy - one with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots.""They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix ,so we can get them fast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299058991570409330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoKE8Rk13I/AAAAAAAAAIw/zbYa6rVb_V4/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy,dressed him in his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truckand help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the Paramedics' van, and even the fire chief's car. He was also videotaped for the local news program. Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy, that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;            One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believedin the hospice concept - that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital. Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a Fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a firemanin uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition. The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire?""It's the department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room?"About five minutes later ahook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window--------16 fire-fighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room. With his mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him.&lt;br /&gt;               With His dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said,"Chief, am I really a fireman now?""Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand," the chief said .With those words, Billy smiled and said,"I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and The angels have been Singing."He closed his eyes one last time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This story is powerful and there is nothing attached..............willy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 78px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299059319079765730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoKYAV5BuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-cOUIcoyYoU/s200/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-8689880999328030264?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8689880999328030264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=8689880999328030264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8689880999328030264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/8689880999328030264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-i-fireman-yet-true-story-in-phoenix.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoKydA6hMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bYVGPpV746w/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3294282636705967335</id><published>2009-02-04T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:23:34.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our Friendship Story (Genius can read)..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoGLQ0c_hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fkui-RNnm9I/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299054702118108690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoGLQ0c_hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fkui-RNnm9I/s400/friendship.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.........................Willy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-3294282636705967335?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3294282636705967335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3294282636705967335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3294282636705967335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3294282636705967335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-friendship-genius-can-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoGLQ0c_hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fkui-RNnm9I/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-3626272255034980083</id><published>2009-02-04T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:07:30.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Cup of Coffee / The Cup of life!!!.............. an interesting story that i came across&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;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoBxS5GqaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xffhGkuAoZg/s1600-h/cup+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299049857951377826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoBxS5GqaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xffhGkuAoZg/s200/cup+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBvWrlAQCb4/R83LnzgGrSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/eYnE86TVOuA/s1600-h/cup+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aBvWrlAQCb4/R83LzTgGrTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4_djZtvc3_M/s1600-h/cup+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoCzEClj8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/ofbSBox-hz4/s1600-h/cup+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299050987835985858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoCzEClj8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/ofbSBox-hz4/s200/cup+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. It is, but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoC-PVqGqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IYADKXX04C4/s1600-h/cup+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299051179847326370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoC-PVqGqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IYADKXX04C4/s200/cup+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other’s cups.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aBvWrlAQCb4/R83M4zgGrVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0U-mulnLC1w/s1600-h/cup+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoDBB6QR_I/AAAAAAAAAII/bE6eJQUYWbc/s1600-h/cup+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 85px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299051227782334450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoDBB6QR_I/AAAAAAAAAII/bE6eJQUYWbc/s200/cup+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold Life, but the quality of Life doesn’t change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it." So, don’t let the cups drive you... enjoy the coffee instead. Enjoy Life.." &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/6540185777324252138-3626272255034980083?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3626272255034980083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=3626272255034980083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3626272255034980083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/3626272255034980083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/cup-of-coffee-cup-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYoBxS5GqaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xffhGkuAoZg/s72-c/cup+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-4493859037750700553</id><published>2009-02-04T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:53:38.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Are you so Embrassed????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not new to everyone if i tell that getting embarrassed is one of the core reasons y a human is unhappy. Embarrassment emerge no where but right from the time you compare yourself with others for many reasons... with their achievements, money, property, or when you do some wrong or hide something which u don't want to reveal and once this is known by any one or in the public... result EMBARRASSMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so i thought let me turn off this emotion of embarrassment in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was writing my blog, i was thinking of my past life situation where i was embarrassed. I remembered one instance where during one of my first elocution, one of my teacher realized that the material i used was a copied one, she asked me about it and i readily confessed to her with a big shame. Although it was only teacher who knew about it, i was so embarrassed, that i never even went to the school function. Anyway, to prove something to my teacher that i can be original, i wrote my first small article, which was appreciated by my teacher.Thinking about this i realized, sometimes getting embarrassed is good, coz it teaches you a lesson.... but you will have to take the embarrassment in a positive way, and uplift yourself to face the challenges of your limitations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-4493859037750700553?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4493859037750700553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=4493859037750700553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/4493859037750700553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/4493859037750700553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-so-embrassed-its-not-new-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-423045891172583224</id><published>2009-02-04T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:38:26.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is love a feeling or an ability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This evening… as I was watching the movie “Dan in real life... There was this conversation when the guy tells to Dan… that Love is ability not a feeling. And there was the end of the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was thinking... (And this is just my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;....I think if you have the ability to feel love... then you have the ability to love. It is totally up to the individual if they choose to use that ability or not. But if you don’t choose it… you will not be able to display or tell anyone about your love. So love raises your ability to put your loved ones ahead of you always...And surely it starts with the ability to Love GOD, your parents, children, husbands/ wives….and so on..&lt;br /&gt;Then I started thinking, love is a feeling and all feelings that a human being has is part of his/her abilities. I would only say its the most beautiful experience a human being can ever have in this life time... to experience love.. it need not always be a happiness enduring one but the most important thing is to experience the feel of love ... in our life.. And the bench mark surely starts from experiencing the feeling of God’s love.&lt;br /&gt;Well. I would have to agree in that love is both a feeling and an ability. When I say it is an ability, I do not mean that some people do and some people do not have that ability. It is a universal ability we are all born with and "symptoms" of which are feelings.&lt;br /&gt;The problem in displaying and experiencing love is due to the conditioning we receive from those around us and the situations as we age into our lives, growing from infant to child and child to teen, teen to adult and adult to elderly.&lt;br /&gt;Love is much like the wind in that it is an "invisible," "metaphysical" element we see the effects of though we do not see the actual cause. It can be channelled through many ways in which it travels and is affected by others as it encounters. The question is do you have the ability to feel that love and raise your ability to Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-423045891172583224?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/423045891172583224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=423045891172583224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/423045891172583224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/423045891172583224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-love-feeling-or-ability-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6540185777324252138.post-82365038434446175</id><published>2008-02-28T14:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:30:21.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/R8c2P5TWdoI/AAAAAAAAACY/w07EQRKlsgE/s1600-h/willy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 371px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/R8c2P5TWdoI/AAAAAAAAACY/w07EQRKlsgE/s320/willy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172162343766226562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;MY TOPGUN BIKE&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6540185777324252138-82365038434446175?l=wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/feeds/82365038434446175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6540185777324252138&amp;postID=82365038434446175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/82365038434446175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6540185777324252138/posts/default/82365038434446175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonmascarenhas.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-topgun-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Mascarenhas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733400739958570452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/SYofmqLOw-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1n53zgYbh5Y/S220/DSC03688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AIq2tsU0t-w/R8c2P5TWdoI/AAAAAAAAACY/w07EQRKlsgE/s72-c/willy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
