<?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-34007236</id><updated>2011-09-28T17:02:47.821+05:30</updated><category term='Anger'/><category term='trust'/><category term='Lost'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Online'/><category term='Eternal'/><category term='care'/><category term='Advertising'/><category term='time machine'/><category term='Name'/><category term='expectations'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day...'/><category term='Moon'/><category term='memories'/><category term='Year'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Virus'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='youth'/><category term='Relation'/><category term='Marketing'/><category term='Mother'/><category term='Alzhemier'/><category term='Krishna'/><category term='Magic'/><category term='Wait'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Child'/><category term='Construction'/><category term='Express'/><category term='effect'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Chand'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Crystal.'/><category term='universe'/><category term='4D'/><category term='Passion'/><category term='Cindrella...'/><category term='Smile'/><category term='Mind'/><category term='Life'/><category term='hidden'/><category term='Bhool Bhulaiya'/><category term='words'/><category term='Ocean'/><category term='Observations'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Colours'/><category term='Rainbow'/><category term='Television'/><category term='Reality Show'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Radha'/><title type='text'>Mysterious Mona</title><subtitle type='html'>Weird Thoughts of my Mysterious Mind....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-5076547852161540671</id><published>2010-02-08T00:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:49:42.479+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Rose Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/S28RveRswSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/85f3ky59n1k/s1600-h/Bindu1969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/S28RveRswSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/85f3ky59n1k/s320/Bindu1969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435582782538301730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;This year rose day, takes me back to many rose day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It was 6 yr ago, when i celebrated first rose day with my frens. First yr of college and we 4 roommates. We went for my birthday party as I came back from home late and then the happening day starts. We went to a chinese restaurant where there was a cute waiter with whom we take a pic also, then CSM mall in noida, some event was going on and one of my fren got a chance to participate in that and there she met a guy in an unusual way with whom she had a long relation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Then comes a rose day of 2007 when I was with someone special, I dont remember it exactly..But I know I had roses, was spending good time with him....Waise to hum roj ahchca time spend karte the but that day was special..That our first rose day together and you remember these small things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And then comes the last year, when I was in delhi..But can't meet him bcoz of the timings and some differences that distance created in between us..When you feel that everything was falling apart but now I realize that all are part of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Now comes today, I am in my hostel not even remembered that today is the rose day untill late morning when my sister wish me and just a phone wish to that someone special.  Not a single rose but spend lovely evening today with 2 of my fiends and really laughed a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I have lot many memories of these small small days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I am happy to spend such a lovely days with so many people and I hope many such days will come in my life, may be people will change but memories will remain in my heart and all these people will remain special in my heart...&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/34007236-5076547852161540671?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/5076547852161540671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=5076547852161540671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5076547852161540671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5076547852161540671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-rose-day.html' title='Happy Rose Day....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/S28RveRswSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/85f3ky59n1k/s72-c/Bindu1969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-2808065616207791836</id><published>2010-01-14T18:41:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:55:27.137+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bus Unn Hee......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It's being a lovely evening today....Some colds air and different colored sky are it's best and I am sitting at the 12th floor of my hostel. Getting bored as I have nothing to do and whatever little I have to do, I am postponing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1 and half year passed and it seems like a month or two. I am soon going to be an MBA, unofficially, I already been as we don't have to do any studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;After joining my course, I wrote very less here and today also, I am blank totally. Just thinking of what's Next....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Read one book today, I too had a love Story, lovely but depressing love story bcoz of a sad end..Made one new friend today after a long time, other other my college guys, felt good as I used to make lots of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Don't know, where we all will get placed and then as it has become a part of my life, I will again been separated from my friends. But the irony is this, that its being 1 and half months, a placement has started and none of my friends has got placed, even though we are at least 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hope for the best and from last 1 and half year, I have been hoping that my brain will come up with some weird ideas that it used to get so that I can jot it down here, but its still a hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But hope is what makes a person go and I don't my this beautiful blog to die or get deserted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-2808065616207791836?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/2808065616207791836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=2808065616207791836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2808065616207791836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2808065616207791836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2010/01/bus-unn-hee.html' title='Bus Unn Hee......'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-2110277947578339791</id><published>2009-09-28T15:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:14:55.206+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chand'/><title type='text'>Chand..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SsCFhZgidWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/lvPFGtemyB4/s1600-h/sip2006541_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SsCFhZgidWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/lvPFGtemyB4/s320/sip2006541_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386451963164652898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Itne sare taro ke beech, chand kitna tanha hai...&lt;br /&gt;Phir bhi har pal muskurata hai, aur sabko khush kar jata hai...&lt;br /&gt;Chand ka to maksad hi, dharti ka andhera door karna hai...&lt;br /&gt;Par us andhere ka kya jo har waqt chand ko ghere rehta hai...&lt;br /&gt;Chand ne aasmaan par ek alag jagah banayi hai...&lt;br /&gt;Dharti ke saath saath, taro ki bhi sundarta banayi hai...&lt;br /&gt;Chand ki chandni mein, her cheej doodh si dhul jati hai...&lt;br /&gt;Pyar se banayi gayi sangmarmar ki imarat to mano jaan hi aa jati hai...&lt;br /&gt;Chand ka didar mano, priyatam se mulakat hai...&lt;br /&gt;Door rehne walo ki bus ik yahi to awaj hai...&lt;br /&gt;Chand ki sundarta ka koi na hisab hai...&lt;br /&gt;Karvachoth aur id ke din bus chand ka hi intzaar hai...&lt;br /&gt;Dharti ke liye, bhagwan ka yeh sabse pyara uphaar hai...&lt;br /&gt;Chand to bus itne mein hi khush hai, ki voh bahut se dilo ki Jaan hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wrote in 16th April, 05....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/34007236-2110277947578339791?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/2110277947578339791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=2110277947578339791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2110277947578339791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2110277947578339791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2009/09/chand.html' title='Chand..........'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SsCFhZgidWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/lvPFGtemyB4/s72-c/sip2006541_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-5845263831618003149</id><published>2009-09-21T01:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:26:06.125+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You have changed a lot....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Writing a post after a long time..I can blame on my MBA or my mind that doesn't get enough ideas now to put here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Since a long time, i am fighting with myself, keeping myself learning many new things and then unlearning certain things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But then there are times, when you feel that not a single thing has its meaning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You search for your existence in this earth, you search for those answers that can never be answered. You get an anxiety about the future and certain things will definitely make you feel why those things will ever comes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You see all kinds of movies, making you think all kinds of nonsense, shaking your faith and then you see some thing else and again back to your basics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;In between all this, you are torn out, you are materialized, have lost your innocence, your livelihood, your charm and your childhood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And then people says, You have changed a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&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/34007236-5845263831618003149?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/5845263831618003149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=5845263831618003149' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5845263831618003149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5845263831618003149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-have-changed-lot.html' title='You have changed a lot....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-899828821979902004</id><published>2009-04-14T14:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:46:21.591+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am What I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Let me start this post with a single quote "I am what I am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You always see people saying this, even many times I say this to many people, this is what I am. But do I actually mean that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Like most of the time I try to be my best and not for my self but for others. I wrote earlier also that we live for the expectations of other and sometimes if we want to be our self its not being easily accepted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It really hurts when you keep trying to understand everybody around you and not a single person knows what's going inside you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But that's how life goes. Sometimes, I am really scared that the time will come when I will be most hatred person on this earth who don;t have any feeling for any body because I have been stone hearten by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't want to be like this but when you see your friends are not able to digest your jokes or your words its better to be silent then worry others and yourself.&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/34007236-899828821979902004?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/899828821979902004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=899828821979902004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/899828821979902004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/899828821979902004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-what-i-am.html' title='I am What I am...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-2707988239914641096</id><published>2009-03-19T11:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:08:06.969+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Shirdi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;In between of the hectic schedule of our college. We friends plan to go to the shirdi after our mid term exam on 14th March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Its the first time that I went with my friends for a night out trip and had a real blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;10 of us left for shirdi at 10 in the night on a Tavera and after having a whole night journey we reached  shirdi early in the morning at 3 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We all were awake last night so was bit tired but forget it the moment we stepped the ashram. None of my girl friends take bath there as they feel it dirty. But, i being to many such place found it neater then other places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well, after taking bath we went to mandir at 4:30 in the morning and had to wait for 3 hours before we had darshan of Sai Baba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;After that all procedure last till 9:30 and then we had breakfast and then having rest for an hour we head back to Nasik. Got to see soime good places like panchvati and then the way from Nasik to Bombay was just amazing. We take breaks at few places enjoy the scenerie, had pistures and then by 7:30 in the evening we are back to hostel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It was bit depressing to be back but that weekend we had real fun and I am sure neither me or or frens will forget this trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3CiZ2dMiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WfMO5PIoRz8/s1600-h/150320091027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3CiZ2dMiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WfMO5PIoRz8/s320/150320091027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120631305056802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3CiHFcelI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/v4EPnig6qIc/s1600-h/Image1165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3CiHFcelI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/v4EPnig6qIc/s320/Image1165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120626267650642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3Ch3qsZUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6HmW7cRFMNk/s1600-h/Image1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3Ch3qsZUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6HmW7cRFMNk/s320/Image1137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120622128915778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3ChFQZsAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1WKbyzNYme4/s1600-h/150320091035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3ChFQZsAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1WKbyzNYme4/s320/150320091035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120608596865026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-2707988239914641096?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/2707988239914641096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=2707988239914641096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2707988239914641096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2707988239914641096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-shirdi.html' title='Trip to Shirdi....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Sc3CiZ2dMiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WfMO5PIoRz8/s72-c/150320091027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-2445788434874136180</id><published>2009-03-06T20:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:23:06.836+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cindrella...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life is Magic....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SbE4LS7wUtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vn0N7cv6WNA/s1600-h/magic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SbE4LS7wUtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vn0N7cv6WNA/s320/magic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310087202358710994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Life is Magic and we always search for one or the other magic waiting to happen with us in our day to -day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about others but at least I do.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We all are brought up by listening the stories of Cinderella, White Snow and many more stories related to magical world.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now when I analyze my life I saw a magic in it. A magic that happens with me everyday, every single act of mine create a magic in it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;In stories, everything happens at a blink and we also hopes for the same but forget to see the real life magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wish a magic to happen with me and it do. I saw it happening slowing and consistently with life. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am really grateful the way my life has traveled so far. Every action and reaction has a logic and reason behind it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I always believe whatever happens, it happen for good. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish something, it definitely comes to you but on its own time. Just believe on it and do your share of work.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quote to I remember,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Don't be afraid to make your castle in air, this is where they have to be...Just make its foundation on earth..."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Nothing specific is coming in my mind and this is what I want to write from long ago...So its just the way, I am thinking around...&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/34007236-2445788434874136180?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/2445788434874136180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=2445788434874136180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2445788434874136180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2445788434874136180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-magic.html' title='Life is Magic....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SbE4LS7wUtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vn0N7cv6WNA/s72-c/magic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-1099950701880356357</id><published>2008-11-15T11:07:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:23:54.412+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Friends..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;New Life, new place and new friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This is what life is all about and till yet I haven't mention here that after coming to Mumbai, I had made very good frens just like my previous frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Its the first time in my whole student life that I made frens so easily and fast. We had made our own family. Some are very close to my heart and they are always present for me at any point of time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I dont know, why I am writing all these but Just wanna thanks GOD to shower his blessings on me in form of frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But again, with new frens, new responsibilities and differences in thinking and showing concern is always spur some or the other issues. I know many things will change with every passing day. But I will always look for a better side for it and pray whatever happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But, again a fear of loosing them always hurts me because as time passes many things change and I have seen many such incidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I just pray to God to make his blessing always with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Love you all and miss me old frens also very much as these frens always reminds of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-1099950701880356357?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/1099950701880356357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=1099950701880356357' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1099950701880356357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1099950701880356357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='Friends..........'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-139846637848048706</id><published>2008-11-13T17:48:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:39:13.169+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Unknown Voice....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SRwexNy_WCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-9YMjAd5_t4/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SRwexNy_WCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-9YMjAd5_t4/s320/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268119494982588450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somewhere from far away,&lt;br /&gt;I heard a voice that called my name...&lt;br /&gt;I go and go in search of him,&lt;br /&gt;but find myself all alone in the way...&lt;br /&gt;I know the voice was just behind me,&lt;br /&gt;but as I look back there was no one indeed...&lt;br /&gt;Its just my imagination that you are always with me...&lt;br /&gt;Your voice eco within me and your touch always heel me...&lt;br /&gt;I feel your company whenever I am alone..&lt;br /&gt;You are always there to show me the path,&lt;br /&gt;When there is no ray of hope...&lt;br /&gt;You protect me as a child, You teach me as a guide...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there is darkness, you come to light up the night...&lt;br /&gt;You soothes my heart, you makes me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am at the lower side, you help me to touch the stars..&lt;br /&gt;You makes me realize that how to remain happy in life...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my own company and makes everybody to smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Nothing comes in mind to write, so put this poem which I wrote 4 yrs back on 28th Dec,04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-139846637848048706?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/139846637848048706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=139846637848048706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/139846637848048706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/139846637848048706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/11/unknown-voice.html' title='Unknown Voice....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SRwexNy_WCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-9YMjAd5_t4/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-6515023874926830323</id><published>2008-10-17T15:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:36:24.088+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Visit to Hospital...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Kharghar, a place in Navi Mumbai where I live and popularly known as Bhukharghar ( Fever House) by its native as one or the other person is always sick with some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This is what happens to me also. First time in life, got a visit to hospital because of high fever and when got tested, I was found to be malaria positive with very low platlets. So advised to get admitted and I admitted in the hospital the very next morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But, it was most memorable moment of my life also. Many of my frens used to visit me. Some or the person is always beside me and many times it seems like we are partying all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;One of my batch mates also got admitted the very next day and we were in adjustant room and it was like whole ITM crowd was in hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;One more good thing happen, one of my net fren came to see me for first time after having friendship of around 4 yrs. Then one of my gave me a colour book and one whole day I was busy with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;All over a very gud experience but dont want to experience that again because the pain is unbearable. I am really scared of needles and used to get it 5-6 times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Thats all with me hospital experience, will keep telling you more of my experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-6515023874926830323?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/6515023874926830323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=6515023874926830323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6515023874926830323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6515023874926830323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-visit-to-hospital.html' title='My Visit to Hospital...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-102148118770423897</id><published>2008-08-09T10:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:05:07.060+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observations'/><title type='text'>Observation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SJ0scZdIEQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/moh3Lk7TFkM/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SJ0scZdIEQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/moh3Lk7TFkM/s320/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232387208455393538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Where to start from, nothing comes in my mind or to say no time to think. Mostly till 8 pm, we are in college and then dinner and then assignments and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But, let me write something..may be something unusual comes in my mind while I was putting out crab here :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The days are good now, got friendly with many of my classmates and they all are good.  I have become a part of Public Relation committee also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Its good to learn many new things and the best thing I am learning here is human behavior. Its like I am becoming more analytical in studying this and loving it also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Many new kinds of behavior and reactions I am seeing it. Many times, I usualy sit in my room and observe my flatmates while they keep on arguing on small and silly things. One is having a very high temper, one is not ready to adjust and a bit dominating, one is very childish and dont know how to react at what time, one is very elder than us but then I gel with her well bcoz we dont mind each other's talk and one in my flat looks too small for MBA but very understandable and knows the situation well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But, then all these things dont effect me much bcoz I make myself away from all these things but its very interesting to observe all these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hmm, thats all for the day...nothing interesting comes in between of this to share with you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But, I hope my mind to start its weird conversation with itself very soon. Then definetly, I will let you know its conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-102148118770423897?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/102148118770423897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=102148118770423897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/102148118770423897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/102148118770423897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/08/observation.html' title='Observation'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SJ0scZdIEQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/moh3Lk7TFkM/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-8642074712496023543</id><published>2008-08-04T16:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:28:49.934+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lonawala Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;A 2 day Lonawala Trip, what ITM called is PG Lab which can be elaborated as “Personality Growth Laboratory”.  Let me tell you more about it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Our bus left at 7:00 AM on 7th July and we reached Lonawala after an hour. The way from Navi Mumbai to Lanawala is awesome. Khandala  looks beautiful and our luck was good that all the way its raining. We are above the clouds and enjoying each and every bit of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We stay in Hotel Chandralok and Purohit which is behind the Bus stand of Lonawala. Some mismanagement happened at the time of allotting the rooms but finally when we get the room it was awesome, better the others because the rooms reserved for us was all get filled and they give suite to stay in. After settled down and having our breakfast, begins our session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Stawberry Outbound Company was there to train us on leadership skills and through management games. We did some skits, make a square with closed eyes and did crocodile walk, all make us learn different styles of handling situations and people.  As we all students haven’t get known to each other, this trip helps a great part in bringing people together and knowing each other.  Our fun has increased the most as its raining continuously throughout the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Then we had our lunch and had a lecture session where we all get evaluated, that’s went a bit boring as we all were tired and was feeling sleepy. After that, nothing was planned, we roam here and there, some played games, some antakshari and then had dinner. After we all went in our rooms, which was too good and especially ours, bcoz at the time of room allotment, there was shortage of 2 and then we were allotted suite and next suite is allotted to boys. Around 11 in night, we joined boys in their rooms and did all the masti, even though we all were introduced first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Next day was our 7Km track to Lohgrah Fort and we all went there. That was the most beautiful part of whole trip. We were climbing and rain pouring. We reached to top and we were above the clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;While returning, there was a waterfall and we all enjoyed it. Again back to hotels. Got fresh, again one game of making a model and a whole strategy for selling and then a DJ Night…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Whole trip was awesome….That night also, after DJ we did our masti and next day morning back to college…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But this, trip many of us together and makes us understand other people better. We make some every good friends…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Rest of my college, I will keep on posting….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-8642074712496023543?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/8642074712496023543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=8642074712496023543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/8642074712496023543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/8642074712496023543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/08/lonawala-trip.html' title='Lonawala Trip'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-4379589023217262387</id><published>2008-07-25T19:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:50:34.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fear of Unknown.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hi everybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sorry for remaining so passive in my blogs but thats not my mistake. I came to Mumbai on 14th of June and and my college started from 16th of June but till date I havent recieved my laptop. Today also, I borrowed it from one of my fren who recived it 2 days back, bcoz im eagery waiting to write my experiences out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Let me start from scratch. I landed in Mumbai on 14th of June and one my fren came to pick me up. Well, he is my net fren and we met first time, though we had a frenship from last 4 yrs. It was really wonderful. Its raining and then after one and half hour I reached my hostel. All formalities done and when he started to leave, I feel like cry. First time, I realized that now I am alone here and dont feeling gud. I went to my room and start unpacking the things and then I called one of my fren bcoz i was feeling very low and I started crying. I was not at all feeling gud and a fear of unknown is bothering me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyways, all went well after that. Got busy with lectures, tried to make frens, but besides my flatmates i dont usually talk to thers. Do talk with some guys in my class but too is limited and dont know but I become reserved. I am always to be like this but last 3 yrs I got many gud frens(which I make after 2 yrs of my college :D). Now again the same silence is not bearable. Feels alone and has limited my talks as I dont know who gonna react how with any of my words. Usually see, girls arguaing with each other just for small small things and I dont wanna to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Well, my past time has become sleeping and medidating. Whenever I am free, I try any of these two rather than keep gossiping which generally happens here..hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But its good now, after 1 and a half month, I am adjusting and a great thing is that our college takes us to Lonawala for 2 day trip, about which I will write in my next Post with all the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Missing all my frens and you all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My feelings are just flowing out here bcoz I know I can write here anythings without harming others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Will keep in touch with you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-4379589023217262387?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/4379589023217262387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=4379589023217262387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4379589023217262387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4379589023217262387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/07/fear-of-unknown.html' title='Fear of Unknown.....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-2823376041148181729</id><published>2008-05-29T11:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:53:54.531+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alzhemier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>A Lost Mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SD5L598F9QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8b0ofzhqIQw/s1600-h/mind.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SD5L598F9QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8b0ofzhqIQw/s320/mind.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205681678538110210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;From around a month , a thought is making jurks in my head and im not able to make it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But yesterday only, I saw a movie "You Me aur Hum" which deals with a disease called "Alzheimer's".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Alzheimer's is a disease in which people start forgetting things and then people also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;A similar thought is also disturbing me...A thought of a sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We all have beautiful sleep and aslo some beautiful and some dreadful dreams...Imagine, if one day we sleep and wake up next morning, everything is same except our mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Many times, we wake up with a shock and or a normal waking but our mind still remembers the dream we had last time and then it forget the dreams in most cases and we recover ourselves back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We again get things registered in our mind of our past and every other thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But, now the things have changed, one morning we wake up and we are still in our dream and can not able to be out of it...we are not able to register ourselves with the real world..we are not able to recognize our surrounding and people as our mind think that our dream is real..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;When a person lose his memory, he was lost and many times, he comes back in his childhood, we all have heard about this but what if a person was gone into his dream, and his dream can be of any type, good or bad...then what will he faces and what kind of trauma he has to go with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;This things are making noises in my head these days, bcoz mind is such which can stop itself at any point and start functioning from there only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-2823376041148181729?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/2823376041148181729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=2823376041148181729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2823376041148181729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2823376041148181729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-mind.html' title='A Lost Mind...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SD5L598F9QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8b0ofzhqIQw/s72-c/mind.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-6085178441463439408</id><published>2008-05-22T12:08:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:24:49.292+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My little Cute Nephew....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;16th of May is the day when my Nephew was born 2yrs back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;He is cute and lovely and for the first time, I am able to spend a very long time with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;He use to call me by my name "Mona"... and by hearing that voice i go mad for him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Unfortunately, I was not there at his birthday  as I was gone to Jaipur for some work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I wrote a poem his mother, when he was yet to born on 5th Nov, 05.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"Whenever I look up in the sky, I always wonder to have one shinning star in the laps of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Whenever I look at the blooming flower, I always wonder to have one bud in the garden of ours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Whenever I look at the shinning moon, I always wonder to to have someone who will call him Mamu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; Now, whenver I look at you, I know my dreams will come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The little bud with a shine of a star, bringing smile on many faces is growing in a little vase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Take care of that bud, untill it grow in a beautiful flower...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So that he can appreciate the life which is the greatest gift of god......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Posting his sweet snap here....May God bless give him all the goodness in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SDUX0N8F9PI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dom_IyZmrzE/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SDUX0N8F9PI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dom_IyZmrzE/s400/DSC00204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203091130358822130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-6085178441463439408?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/6085178441463439408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=6085178441463439408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6085178441463439408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6085178441463439408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-cute-nephew.html' title='My little Cute Nephew....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SDUX0N8F9PI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dom_IyZmrzE/s72-c/DSC00204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-5032624293654756069</id><published>2008-05-03T00:42:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:04:36.720+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Resting at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SB7hffpkzAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rhvymipVycA/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SB7hffpkzAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rhvymipVycA/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196838951220202498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hello Everybody,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;After a long time I am back with a bang.....With  lot more enthusiasm and with my wild and weird mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Whole Feb was very busy with travelling and interviews, then march went with arranging the loan and April gone like a wind with packing things from Noida. Some dishearteneing moments as I left Noida forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Left my second home, my frens, my office..I spent almost five golden years in Noida, each and every moment I still remember. My first encountered with my senoirs, raging period, college time and then frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Some of the best frens I can evr get ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Then many good and bad experiences..My first job, that hot days, when I used to do direct marketing..which makes my slim [:D] but of no use, im back at my original structure....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well, now I am at home, resting here, again enjoying each and every moment here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;After a long time, spending a long time with my family...one of my dream come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Almost 3 months with them, its like dream come true...Having morning tea with them, gossiping with, daily 1 hour Yoga and all time masti and fun at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I will be regular from now and going to churn my head again with some mysterious thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hey, forget to tell you all one thing..I got admission in ITM Mumbai for  MBA  classes and will join it from June..Its like starting a new life again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Till, then take care.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/34007236-5032624293654756069?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/5032624293654756069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=5032624293654756069' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5032624293654756069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5032624293654756069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/05/resting-at-home.html' title='Resting at Home'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/SB7hffpkzAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rhvymipVycA/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-4355551044520014617</id><published>2008-01-14T17:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:45:27.150+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='effect'/><title type='text'>Online Social Networking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Where to start, nothing comes in mind as such...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;My mind's half portion has stop working. It lost its creativity, its weirdness and its imagination as of now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Only the intellectual mind of mine is working and thats too start giving warning signals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I am enjoying this phase of mine as I am busy like hell, yet get time to Sleep [:D] I can't compromise on that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But then I am like a sandwich in between of Work and Studies. I am not that studious &amp;amp; never able to find why we have to study so much and those subjects which are not relevant to us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Anyways, wont be able to blog say till next month, as I have entrances and GDs and PIs schedule for whole Feb month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well, I am in process of making one Micro-presentation on the topic &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Effect of Online Social Networking on our Youth'&lt;/span&gt; for one of my MBA entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Just some inputs from your side, if you can give to add some real stuff on my presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Till then keep enjoying, I will be back with my weird mind again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-4355551044520014617?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/4355551044520014617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=4355551044520014617' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4355551044520014617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4355551044520014617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2008/01/online-social-networking.html' title='Online Social Networking'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-1997629496528011812</id><published>2007-12-10T19:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:50:31.981+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Dream Man....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A sweet little poem, which says all about him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R11KpccRy0I/AAAAAAAAADs/fjNro58IIoc/s1600-h/dream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R11KpccRy0I/AAAAAAAAADs/fjNro58IIoc/s200/dream.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142348425396865858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Eyes full of love and care looking at you with deep intense..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands big and strong enough to pull you out from every odd...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart which melts with the softness in your voice...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul which gives its all just to keep you alright...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His toughness which never seems shaking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; His care is such which last for lifetime...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words are enough to make you happy...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smile is the reason for which you can die...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His firm hold will carry you through the wild storm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; He is the one, I am sure who will be yours &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he gives you place in his life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This is how, my dream man is.....&lt;/span&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/34007236-1997629496528011812?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/1997629496528011812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=1997629496528011812' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1997629496528011812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1997629496528011812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-dream-man.html' title='My Dream Man....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R11KpccRy0I/AAAAAAAAADs/fjNro58IIoc/s72-c/dream.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-8402800195413274061</id><published>2007-12-07T19:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:33:39.443+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>For Someone Special....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;You came in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;having lots of love in your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Your words says it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;your touch conveys it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Never imagined life will be so lonely without you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Not a single moment has passed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;when my heart don't miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;All that beautiful moments spent with you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;revolving in front of me...&lt;br /&gt; Making me realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;that you are always with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;An unstructured, incomplete poem wrote on 18th Oct,06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&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/34007236-8402800195413274061?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/8402800195413274061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=8402800195413274061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/8402800195413274061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/8402800195413274061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-someone-special.html' title='For Someone Special....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-4605992403159409204</id><published>2007-12-01T12:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-01T13:32:21.473+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Name'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Game of Name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R1EUkscRyzI/AAAAAAAAADk/oHC9Bx14e4s/s1600-R/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R1EUkscRyzI/AAAAAAAAADk/KJ8TSLskCvk/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138911270444059442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Name, our very own identity...People often says, what all in name. But ever we think what all in name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Let start with an example, The moment I say,  im a mother or a sister or a friend or lover or I associate myself with any of the relation in world, the responisibilities attached to that particular relation always follow me. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some set rules are there which are being percieved. When we say, she is a mother, then we already have in mind that she must be having certain responisibilities to fulfill. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each relation has its own expectations. But, some relation are beyond words. For some relation, people had forgetten to give name.  Some relation, which lie in between of two relations. Who says, two sisters can not have a relation of friends. Yes, we do have but then we have to give them a name of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;If we say to our sister that we are bonded with blood relation and are sisters then our relation is different to a situation when we say to her that we are sister but we can also be friends. Now, when we put that very same word in her mind, then only she treats us like that. Why is it impotant to give a name. Why one name has changed it all.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then many times, we have short of words. Something can be said as good or better or best but then what if it is more than best. Why restrict our feelings to best only, when we know its beyond it but we dont know what to name it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why to give some relation a name and restrict its limits. When we say we have certain relation with a person that mean our boundries are set, we dont go beyond that. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bcoz of less words in dictionary, we not able to express our feelings. Thats the reason we find now a days, most commonly used sentence, "I dont have words to describe it". Bcoz, we know if we give some word to that, we restrict ourselves to that word only. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This principle is most of all confused in the relation of friendhsip and Love. When we have certain feelings for a person and confused, we end this up by either restricting it to friendship or give that a Love name. If we choose friendship, then our behaviour, our concern and everything have some limits and if we give them a name of Love, then we starts expecting many more things, which may not be fulfilled and we end up breaking apart. Some realation lies in between of these two. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relation depends how you take it. Dont limit it with set rules,explore your relation in whatever way you want, listen your heart and you will see the change in any of your relation.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-4605992403159409204?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/4605992403159409204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=4605992403159409204' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4605992403159409204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4605992403159409204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/12/game-of-name.html' title='The Game of Name...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R1EUkscRyzI/AAAAAAAAADk/KJ8TSLskCvk/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-1953069473731593712</id><published>2007-11-21T12:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:55:58.691+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universe'/><title type='text'>The Unending Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R0PcVmSIG9I/AAAAAAAAADE/i5RY3xiyYlQ/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R0PcVmSIG9I/AAAAAAAAADE/i5RY3xiyYlQ/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135190263744437202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One of the comment put on my &lt;a href="http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/10/bhool-bhulaiya-of-mind.html"&gt;Bhool Bhulayia of Mind&lt;/a&gt; post had sparked new idea for my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very famous Big Bang theory, which explains the origination of universe through an explosion of very contracted energies, which can't able to bear more pressure in it and as a result universe get formed with different galaxies, solar systems, planets, moons, and al other things revolve there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very same theory also tells us the concept of time with universe. It is said the all the things espacially different galaxies are moving far from each other due to some force and the time will come when they meet at the same time and then our universe starts contracting due to gravitational force when the distance between the object starts narowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, study of universe is not the exact science, in which everything is rigid and can be solved with a set of formullas. Rather, it is a study where you to prove your findings and with the time span lot more modification is being done.  Like, recently the equation, "e=mc^2" proof be be wrong...bcoz of some variation in traveling speed of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to my subject, life is said to be revolving, its a circle. It start with your arrival on this earth and then it keeps moving on makes you experience lot of things and then you are back to your pre-destined place. Its the matter of fact, that whatever is seperated with you will definetly come back, the only thing is that its shape and size or its whole form will be different. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As said,"As you sow so shall you reap"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more things can be related with our life through this single concept. In science fictions,   time machine which is said to take us to our past and future always attracts us and urge us to think about its probability of being true. But in our real life, it happens....may be in different way but our past do occur in front of us. The term Deja vu is the one example for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I am not able to end this post, may be bcoz the subject I put today has no ending or I dont know what exactly I want to convey. Just thought to share it with you all. Now, its depend upon you all  how you all take it and how you interpret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-1953069473731593712?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/1953069473731593712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=1953069473731593712' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1953069473731593712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1953069473731593712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/11/unending-time.html' title='The Unending Time...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/R0PcVmSIG9I/AAAAAAAAADE/i5RY3xiyYlQ/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-6710723334791461221</id><published>2007-10-30T12:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:33:30.679+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Waiting for love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RybZgEYQ4-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/5mAsdYkruiY/s1600-h/karva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RybZgEYQ4-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/5mAsdYkruiY/s200/karva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127024370762441698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;A night so lovely, a moon so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;A lady on a roof waiting for her beloved sight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Clad in a red saree, bangles making a melodious rhyme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Her Wet eyes on road searching for someone whole night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Her hands decorated with mehndi holding so many hopes in it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She waits at the same point just for a glimpse of him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She knew he won't be coming, but her heart don't want to listen anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Seeing the moon, she only wish when her moon will brighten the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She holds a glass of water in her hands but unbale to drench her thirst, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Food lying in front of her but her apptite is gone with someone she loves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Atlast, he hasn't come and she stills wish to be at his side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She waits and waits and waits for him knowing nothing when she gonna have him in her life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/34007236-6710723334791461221?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/6710723334791461221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=6710723334791461221' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6710723334791461221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6710723334791461221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting-for-love.html' title='Waiting for love....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RybZgEYQ4-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/5mAsdYkruiY/s72-c/karva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-7001377040434695899</id><published>2007-10-26T11:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-27T14:26:22.295+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ocean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Someone in my dreams makes me feel that I am on the seventh sky, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Where no one else can reach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;We both are alone in the world of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;No one can disturb us with his intention to Hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;We are together now &amp;amp; forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And make such a compainionship that no one had ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;In day or in night we are at sight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ocean on the one hand &amp;amp; we are sitting on its side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So lovely is the beauty of midnight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That we spend whole time seeing into one another's eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The sign of sunrise makes us feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That the horror of isolation has been seized....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;We are made for each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And can die for being together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Its only a dream &amp;amp; not meant for person like me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But as when I close my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I search for someone who makes me feel like on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Seventh Sky..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd July, 04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I wrote this poem on the mention date, i.e around 3 yrs back...Just thought of putting it here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34007236-7001377040434695899?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/7001377040434695899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=7001377040434695899' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/7001377040434695899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/7001377040434695899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/10/dream.html' title='Dream...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-5078113987131065116</id><published>2007-10-15T11:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:22:16.831+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bhool Bhulaiya'/><title type='text'>Bhool Bhulaiya of Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last Saturday, I was giving one of my Mock Test and there I read a passage that has something interesting related with Mind and the funny part is that the moment I read that in between of my test, my mind says, Mona you got a topic for a your blog and instantly i start thinking what will I write in that, and all things it will contain. Thanks god, i came back into my senses and realized that i was in between of my test and i have to complete that first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, thats the magic of mind. It is so powerful and imaginative that it can take us anywhere beyond the limits of life. Watching the movie "Bhool Bhulayia" yesterday which is based on one of the Psychological Disorder, I was wondering that mind can create our one life into many different lives. If we want, we can do wonders which we have only dreamt of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Actually, the  dreams are our those hidden desires which we always want to accomplish and when these dreams gain power on your real life, we got to experience so many things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is said that it is not harmful to see dreams and we can actually lives in our own fantasy world until and unless it does not intercept our real lives. If, we want to live happily just make these two lives always parrallel to each other. Bcoz the day, one any of these 2 starts taking control, the other life of our's will suffer for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Please note that here dreams only refer to the fantasy world and that can be anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The mind and things related to it are very mysterious and it should not be ignored bcoz rarely it happens that our ignorance becomes a bless in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Another funny thing is that, I start writing something else and it comes out something else. The thing which I read in my Mock test is not this what i wrote here. Will, write that in another post.&lt;/span&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/34007236-5078113987131065116?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/5078113987131065116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=5078113987131065116' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5078113987131065116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5078113987131065116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/10/bhool-bhulaiya-of-mind.html' title='Bhool Bhulaiya of Mind'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-3214288803024789532</id><published>2007-10-03T19:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-03T19:52:20.268+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile'/><title type='text'>Smile: A Deadly Virus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RwOk3RMPb0I/AAAAAAAAACs/NL73ZHgq-Zc/s1600-h/smile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RwOk3RMPb0I/AAAAAAAAACs/NL73ZHgq-Zc/s200/smile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117114871037521730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Smile is Contagious....A very fast spreading virus. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in today's world, where lot more deadly viruses has emerged, this 'Smile' Virus has lost somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are reluctant to change and this seems to be true with this case also. We all are running and running for the higher positions, better pay and for good living style and we hardly smile. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Our face has taken the straight shape. If people are not sad, they are not smiling either and that inhabit in our nature and our behavior. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If for a moment, somebody pass a sweet smile to us, we think who gonna waste a second for that. Bascially, the reason is that when we smile, our face muscles moves upward which is bit painful like doing excersice; as our face is so much in peace with staight lines. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, most of you will try and notice this. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said, human are always unfriendly with change, people have forget to smile now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Keep Smiling...It increases our face value and prevent our face to get rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, make a habit of doing this face excersice daily with atleast 5 people and most of all with yourself. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, look at the mirror, give a sweet smile to ourself and see how beautiful you look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Smile can be reason of living for many...So, KEEP SMILING.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Just a line to add:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Smile an everlasting smile, a smile can bring you near to me. This world has lost its glory, lets start a brand new story now....."&lt;/span&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/34007236-3214288803024789532?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/3214288803024789532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=3214288803024789532' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/3214288803024789532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/3214288803024789532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/10/smile-deadly-virus.html' title='Smile: A Deadly Virus'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RwOk3RMPb0I/AAAAAAAAACs/NL73ZHgq-Zc/s72-c/smile.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-5453548568491774700</id><published>2007-09-21T15:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-21T17:29:45.228+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hidden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I am not that bad....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RvOqzxMPbzI/AAAAAAAAACk/yZbfVMnghIE/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RvOqzxMPbzI/AAAAAAAAACk/yZbfVMnghIE/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112617808350375730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Kaha kise ke liye hai mumkin har ke liye ik sa hona, thora sa dil mera bhala hai thora bura hai seene me"...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means "Its not possible for anyone to be good with everyone; my heart is good and bad at times"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Listening this song from "Jism" somedays ago...and a thought came in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, we keep on trying to fulfill somebody's expectations and then we got to know that in process, we have left some on the way. And then we shift our attention towards them and former ones may now get less of our attention. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we keep fighting in making the balance between the two...But at times  some takes us wrong, thinking we dont bother much for them.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes situation keep on worsening and then all scattered and we left with nothing to start with.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper balancing is what we all need but if other person dont understand us, then what to do. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after giving our whole to them, they are not convince of our care. What option we are left with after that...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna know diferent reactions on this bcoz its common to all of us and its a part of our hidden daily routine that we keep on doing unconsiously.&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/34007236-5453548568491774700?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/5453548568491774700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=5453548568491774700' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5453548568491774700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5453548568491774700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-not-that-bad.html' title='I am not that bad....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RvOqzxMPbzI/AAAAAAAAACk/yZbfVMnghIE/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-2795691475622972971</id><published>2007-09-13T17:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T17:46:11.949+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am a STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/fantastical/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Star&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34007236-2795691475622972971?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/2795691475622972971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=2795691475622972971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2795691475622972971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2795691475622972971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-star.html' title='I am a STAR'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-1770490982706079731</id><published>2007-09-07T15:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-07T16:50:56.182+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>One Year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RuEzhCMQctI/AAAAAAAAACc/P8VaayuZ1UE/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RuEzhCMQctI/AAAAAAAAACc/P8VaayuZ1UE/s200/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107420095031833298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1 year is a very big time and at the same time its too short to describe..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the very same day of the last year, when i wrote my first blog and since then it had become a very beautiful part of my life...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It is  my friend with whom i have share many things; my secrets and my emotions...whatever i have written here is true to the core and thus he is one who knows me very well....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We send birthday mgs to all our frens...So a very lovely birthday wish to my sweet blog also...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has changed a lot since i created this blog and the best thing is that tomorrow is the day when someone special also came to this beautiful earth, who changed my life totally....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;A Very Lovely Birthday Wishes to him also....May God Keeps showering his blessings on him and give him a great success and love.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody has rightly said, that time is still.  Its not moving..Its we who are moving and we created the concept of time to make it simple and understand......&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/34007236-1770490982706079731?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/1770490982706079731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=1770490982706079731' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1770490982706079731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1770490982706079731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-year.html' title='One Year....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RuEzhCMQctI/AAAAAAAAACc/P8VaayuZ1UE/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-5626952149090510801</id><published>2007-08-22T14:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:45:10.082+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krishna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Eternal Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Rsv10KHSHmI/AAAAAAAAACU/9Sj5ePNBR04/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Rsv10KHSHmI/AAAAAAAAACU/9Sj5ePNBR04/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101441279344123490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Got a chance to visit Mathura and Vrindawan(The birth place of Lord Krishna) this weekend. The very place of love. The place which stood as a witness to the love of Krishna and Radha and many other Mythological beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Love is pure and eternal and had been prayed for centuries by most of the people by means of Krishna and Radha, despite the fact that Radha was not a wife of Krishna. But, when it comes to people, why it had always been opposed. Why, the word "Love" has lost its purety. Why it has been seen with the sense of immorality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;At one side, people worship the love and on the other side, they condemn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Again the unanswered question....But then Love do exist in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-5626952149090510801?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/5626952149090510801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=5626952149090510801' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5626952149090510801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/5626952149090510801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/08/eternal-love.html' title='Eternal Love'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Rsv10KHSHmI/AAAAAAAAACU/9Sj5ePNBR04/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-3135964320948018317</id><published>2007-08-07T18:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:47:52.360+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relation'/><title type='text'>Friendship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RrlUOCmmPZI/AAAAAAAAACI/mHDTWcmdkgI/s1600-h/image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RrlUOCmmPZI/AAAAAAAAACI/mHDTWcmdkgI/s320/image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096197053540089234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;This post comes a bit late as friendhip day was gone. But frenship is one such relation which goes for life time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I am thankful to God that he has given very good frens to me and all of them are very precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Everybody has made me learn lot of good things and have special place in my Heart. I have been surrounded by many good frens all the time but I am not going to mention anybody's name here bcoz its not fair from my side to mention some and keep others unknown bcoz all have unique role and have a different relation with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But, I must say that I have one best friend who have been there for me always, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Her name is Mona. Yes, its me....I accompany myself wherever I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Confused about 2 Mona's. Yes, we all have 2 self. One who is visible to others and one who is real self, hidden from everybody and sometimes to us also; who always want to peep out finding ways to explode herself. But, our outer self is so strongly shaped and percieved differently by other people that if our real self is shown, than it will not be accepted easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I think, i am getting far from the topic. This is about frenship, and I  just wanna say first do friendship with yourself. Live for yourself, not for others; pamper yourself, celebrate each and every special days with yourself, and then you will be capable of giving yourelf and your frenship to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"If you want to cover the whole world with Leather, put leather in your shoe sole, and if you want to change others, change your perception."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I know this sentence will create lot of controversy but here it is only for one thing; just spread happiness around yourself and you will get that in return for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you and to all my friends who came in my life, some are still with me and with some I can't able to be in touch but all have left their footprints in my life and I will always remember them and owe to them whatever happiness and time, either big or small, they have given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God keep showering his blessings on all of us.&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/34007236-3135964320948018317?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/3135964320948018317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=3135964320948018317' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/3135964320948018317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/3135964320948018317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship.html' title='Friendship...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RrlUOCmmPZI/AAAAAAAAACI/mHDTWcmdkgI/s72-c/image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-727821944477933499</id><published>2007-07-10T11:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:29:06.531+05:30</updated><title type='text'>July....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;July brings lot of new things to our life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;For a child of 3 yrs its a door to new world, he starts his way towards gaining knowledge.His first step to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;For a child above 3 till age 16 its new class, new books, copies, pen, other material and above all, new friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Then came collage life, a whole new world of teenage with some exitement and some fear of ragging they step further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And for me, its a gate to new world. I am soon gonna complete my course in Adverting and PR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Lots of assignments, projects, surveys, presentations keeps me whole day busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Have lots of things in my mind, which want to erupt like volcano but it requires more heating process to touch the sky with its flow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Will be back soon with my mysterious thoughts..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Meanwhile, i want a favour from you all, to help me with one of my survey by giving your 5 mins to fill a form in a link attached..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freeonlinesurveys.com/rendersurvey.asp?sid=ya1j5d3o02d1flo320122"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;http://FreeOnlineSurveys.com/rendersurvey.asp?sid=ya1j5d3o02d1flo320122&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-727821944477933499?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/727821944477933499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=727821944477933499' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/727821944477933499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/727821944477933499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/07/july.html' title='July....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-4133881613924807526</id><published>2007-06-23T14:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-04T18:06:28.418+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WHY.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Life is full of colours....but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that sometimes clouds remain for a long time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Why it is so, that mind take over the heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that our dreams scattered into pieces and we cant even pick the broken ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that we have no control of our life, our thinking and our individuality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that we have to go away from things we always wish to be associated with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that we cant even think for our inner consciousness just for people around us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that we have to obey some social norms just for the sake of society...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that money is always important in life to acheive something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;why it is so, that we go on and on and on just for the sake of moving ahead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The questions remain unanswered...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But then, it is life that we have to move, no matter where we are, who we are and with whom we are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-4133881613924807526?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/4133881613924807526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=4133881613924807526' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4133881613924807526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4133881613924807526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/06/why.html' title='WHY.........'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-8975265269996308787</id><published>2007-06-21T14:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:12:18.773+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>I love walikng in Rain bcoz...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RnpHIbxbDpI/AAAAAAAAACA/YPnDFvtDmX0/s1600-h/rain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RnpHIbxbDpI/AAAAAAAAACA/YPnDFvtDmX0/s320/rain.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078449740033232530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Moonsoon came...rain n rain everywhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Clouds thundering, wind flowing and there in between of the road, a girl is enjoying each and every drop of water touching her shivering skin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Memories came floating to her which take her to a Dreamland....a land of her fairytale love, which she always dreamt of...She lost in her dreams and making herself relief from her real being.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She drenched, she jump in the mud, she stand besides the road so that a passer car spread a water on her...she is enjoying it all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Round the corner, there's a ray of sun light which was mostly covered by the fully loaded clouds but then light is still visible, which makes her sure that soon there going to be a beautiful rainbow of different colours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She is carrying the spirits to conquer the world, to reach the hieghts but still holding her innocence, a child within her who wants to explore the hidden mysteriousness of nature....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;All, she wants to say that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"SHE LOVES WALKING IN RAIN BCOZ IT SHEDS AWAY HER TEARS...."&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/34007236-8975265269996308787?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/8975265269996308787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=8975265269996308787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/8975265269996308787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/8975265269996308787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-walikng-in-rain-bcoz.html' title='I love walikng in Rain bcoz...............'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RnpHIbxbDpI/AAAAAAAAACA/YPnDFvtDmX0/s72-c/rain.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-950443784987276132</id><published>2007-06-14T18:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:00:58.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mere Papa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RnJAIbxbDoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuOiCGl0noQ/s1600-h/father.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RnJAIbxbDoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuOiCGl0noQ/s320/father.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076190243638152834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jisne hamein ungali pakad kar chalna sikhya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jeevan ke har mod par ladna shikhya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jisne hamari galtiyo par hamein data,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hamari kamyabio par hamein sarayha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jisne hamari ik khushi ke liye apna din raat lagaya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jiske aage hamein apna har raaj bataya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jiska haath thaam kar jindagi ke 20 saal he kante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Aage bhi hum kabhi unse alag hona na chahe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Aise hai hamare pyare papa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jinke bina jeevan ka har kaam hai aadha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Aap hi hamari prerna hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Aap hi ke naksho kadam par hamein chalna hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Itni fariyad hai bus aapse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ki apna vishwas hampe banaye rakhiyega....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Jindagi ki har raah par,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hamari ungali thaame rahiega...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-950443784987276132?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/950443784987276132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=950443784987276132' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/950443784987276132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/950443784987276132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/06/fathers-day.html' title='Mere Papa....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RnJAIbxbDoI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuOiCGl0noQ/s72-c/father.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-6873281541610623476</id><published>2007-05-21T17:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:31:17.509+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>7 Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Another Tag on my way and this time it is from Vikas: This one is quite more interesting, have to reveal some of my secrets. But if I let the world know about my secret how they can be secrets, bcoz secrets are not shared be anyone thats why they are called so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyways,I wil try my best to remember some as im not the one who keep everything in her mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So, here it goes...keep enjoying and know some of my mysterious traits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;1.7 Things i want to do in lifetime :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;First of all, I want to be like my father in the sense that wherever he goes everybody praise him, i havent listen a single person who has some harsh feeling for him(Hats off to him), i want to be like him in this manner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to gift my parents a house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to live a very lovely life with my husband and my children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want my parents should be recognised by my name as i have been till now by thier names.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to have my own business, may be of Garments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to hide inside my hubby arms forever where i can stay happily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to be adventurous, enjoy all the things from Rock Climbing to Bunky Jumping to Rafting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2.7 Things i can do :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can play with my mind and my emotions, controlling it and making it the way I want it to be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can be a very good friend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can be a very good lover and wife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can listen to anybody who ever wants anything to speak somebody to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can cook very well which i keep on experimenting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can know whats going on another's mind or what they want to say (well still im not expert in that).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can change my lonliness into beautiful journey towards knowing oneself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;3.7 Things i can't do :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't predent myself to be somebody else; I am what I am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't change my thinking for others, but i do respect other's thinking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't bound myself to anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't lie about the things which hurts others; else i lied a lot just for fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't follow things as they have to be just for the sake of following without knowing any reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't be dressed as per occasion, i can be in pajamas in party.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't stop being optimistic and smiling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;4.7 Things that attract me to other person :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mostly depends on my intutions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The mysteriousness in person's nature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligence and being logical.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charm and the way of making people comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well, every other thing follows if my intution allow me to further.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;5.7 My Secrets :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lied a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am very sensible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am hurt easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love enjoying being alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my family very much and want to live with them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am in love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As said above i lied a lot and have proved it in all other points.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;6.7 People I Care :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MY father.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MY mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Frens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All others who are not in the above list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7.7 People i want to take up this tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Thats all for this tag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Please no more tags to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-6873281541610623476?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/6873281541610623476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=6873281541610623476' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6873281541610623476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/6873281541610623476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/05/7-things.html' title='7 Things...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-4064253963828615053</id><published>2007-05-19T15:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-19T16:13:16.075+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I've been tagged!!! Tagged for the first time and im exited but somehow i dont like to be. Anyways, As its me first experience of this Tagging game, Im very much thankful to &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://centreofeternity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rajeev&lt;/a&gt; who tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules go as fllowes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who was tagged will just have to make an introduction and link back to who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. List your five reasons as to why you blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Choose five people and tag them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Drop a comment on their blog to let them know they were tagged. And it’s done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my answers goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have already mention the name of the person and also link back to him, so no need to refer it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Five reasons why I blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just to write down my thoughts, so that they can preserved somewhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To know more about people and thier psychology.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To make whole world my friend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to see so many poeple here with so many different colours and shades. It makes me learn new things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least, to make a long lasting notes of my memories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;3. Five people to tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Im in no mood to tag anyone, as i think most people dont prefer this. But as the rules says, five 5 people have to be tagged, so i tag myself for 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For seeing it 5 times, just do a simple exercise of making a 5 time loop of this tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;4. I will drop one comment in my blog and whenever you gonna see that loop you will find the comment also.So this tag will going to be infinite times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Keep enjoying it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;P.S:Vikas has also tagged me....Soon im gonna put that also here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-4064253963828615053?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/4064253963828615053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=4064253963828615053' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4064253963828615053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/4064253963828615053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-been-tagged-tagged-for-first-time.html' title='Tagged................'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-2270860472505776607</id><published>2007-05-09T14:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-09T15:46:08.569+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Mom....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RkGcP-jjJjI/AAAAAAAAABo/sIY6w_UgDDY/s1600-h/mother.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RkGcP-jjJjI/AAAAAAAAABo/sIY6w_UgDDY/s200/mother.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062499254445221426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Happy Mother's Day: 13th May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;When i came in this world, she hold me in her hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tears fell from her eyes just to see how beautiful i look like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She was in so much pain but then she forget it all with a mere smile of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She pamper me, she loves me and most of all she cares a lot for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She protect me from outside evils and nurture me to fight them all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She waits patiently to listen Ma from me and then makes me speak lot of good things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She gives her patience, her silence and her inner beauty to me, which i still       hold in me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She do her best just to kep me happy everytime and i fight back that she didnt love me  anytime....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She didint utter a word when i shout at her and always makes me realize that how to handle the anger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I feel sorry why i was like this but then i always regret for this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She knows how much i love her for everthing she did for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hope we could have spent more time just to say her that im not like that same arrogent child...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/34007236-2270860472505776607?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/2270860472505776607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=2270860472505776607' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2270860472505776607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/2270860472505776607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-i-came-in-this-world-she-hold-me.html' title='My Mom....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RkGcP-jjJjI/AAAAAAAAABo/sIY6w_UgDDY/s72-c/mother.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-7824412233576183402</id><published>2007-05-02T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:42:49.787+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Construction'/><title type='text'>Construction of Thoughts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RjiNuOjjJiI/AAAAAAAAABg/tZzo-PxrXoo/s1600-h/mind.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RjiNuOjjJiI/AAAAAAAAABg/tZzo-PxrXoo/s200/mind.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059950006671451682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ever seen to the construction site of a building , a factory, a dam or any monument which at the earlier stage looked like messy, noicy and a crowded place of so many things like bricks, cement, iron rods and people who are covered with dust.....All these gather material sems to be useless untill and unless they are mix properly and systematically. Seven Wonders of the World are great example of this, which is emerged with a proper and systematic use of material with different level of creativity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Im not talking talking here, how to build a building but how to build a beautiful thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;There's a great saying "Empty mind is a devil's home"..But why it is called a devil's home??? Is a big, horrifiying, with big mustache person came to live there??? The answer is big NO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;According to Indian Mythology, the real devils of people are their own anger, frustation, ego and their own negative thought....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And when the mind is empty , these thing enter thier minds....but as i said, any beautiful place before its final touch looks like the same...noicy, crowded and unwanted, but then with our little efforts to make it meaningful and systematic, we can change that devil's place into beautiful place of heaven where GOD reside....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So, whenever you feels like your mind is becoming restless or being captured by any of such thoughts just start diverting it into the constructive side to see the surprising results.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Its not easy but then its not impossible also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-7824412233576183402?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/7824412233576183402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=7824412233576183402' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/7824412233576183402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/7824412233576183402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/05/construction-of-thoughts.html' title='Construction of Thoughts....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RjiNuOjjJiI/AAAAAAAAABg/tZzo-PxrXoo/s72-c/mind.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-1742532767306001588</id><published>2007-04-26T18:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:08:30.036+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Dancing On Fire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RjHul-jjJhI/AAAAAAAAABY/93umSGXTg4g/s1600-h/dance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RjHul-jjJhI/AAAAAAAAABY/93umSGXTg4g/s200/dance.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058086192728450578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Dancing on the sands of fire,&lt;br /&gt;with full of anger and frustation...&lt;br /&gt;Giving her soul the ultimate passion,&lt;br /&gt;to mingle her anxiety with compassion...&lt;br /&gt;She dance dance n dance,&lt;br /&gt;untill she got exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;and then she realized the wetness of her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;from which she wants to apart by...&lt;br /&gt;She calms herself down and start dancing again,&lt;br /&gt;to make herself awake...&lt;br /&gt;Awake of the beautiful life,&lt;br /&gt;and her real existence...&lt;br /&gt;She wants to reach the heights of it,&lt;br /&gt;but stopped with a thought in her mind...&lt;br /&gt;A thought of being failure in life,&lt;br /&gt;a thought of not reaching that heights...&lt;br /&gt;A thought of being seperate from her loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;a thought of being isolated in exile...&lt;br /&gt;The anger and frustration again enters her mind,&lt;br /&gt;and this time with full intensity to control her mind...&lt;br /&gt;She dance n dance again,&lt;br /&gt;but stopped by a shadow at her side...&lt;br /&gt;The shadow of her love,&lt;br /&gt;with whom she wants to spend her life...&lt;br /&gt;She hold him tight in her arms,&lt;br /&gt;and his mere touch makes her forget all her weird thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;Tears fell from her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;like her whole frustation saying a goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;Then they head towards their life,&lt;br /&gt;And he takes all her worries,&lt;br /&gt;to make her life a happy beautiful site...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-1742532767306001588?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/1742532767306001588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=1742532767306001588' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1742532767306001588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/1742532767306001588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/04/dancing-on-fire.html' title='Dancing On Fire...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RjHul-jjJhI/AAAAAAAAABY/93umSGXTg4g/s72-c/dance.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-7017118989919949271</id><published>2007-04-20T15:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:16:20.243+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crystal.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colours'/><title type='text'>Dancing on Rainbow......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RiiZrqRerPI/AAAAAAAAABI/sEQ3hiFYwiA/s1600-h/rainbow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RiiZrqRerPI/AAAAAAAAABI/sEQ3hiFYwiA/s200/rainbow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055459557084409074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The first ray of sunlight after a heavy rainfall, creates a wonderful rainbow. The band of seven colours, some low and some vibrant in nature. Creating a beautiful natural scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Some wonderful rainbow can also be created from prism when a light is made pass through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My point is that, if we consider that prism to be our Mind and that single light as our thought, we can see that a single thought can be tranfered to many different forms, depending upon our mind, just like different rainbow colours, which at times can be vibrant or sometimes less active; our thought do work on the same basis. Sometimes we react differently on the same position at different interval of time. Like, after the heavy rain, the colours of rainbow are different from that of the little drizzling. Same happens with the intensity of mind, a single thought sometimes create positive reaction, sometimes negative depending how crystal clear is our mind. The more our mind fills with stress, depression, fear, and all negative thoughts the less likely it is to form that rainbow of thought..or the dark colours/thought will be more prominently in the rainbow than the light and and delightful ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Our mind plays a very gud example of prism, it depends what colours we want to see, and accordingly we can choose which kind of prism/mind we have to be to get the desired the colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Make your mind crystal clear, so that a thought can fully pass to it and gives you a more better results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-7017118989919949271?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/7017118989919949271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=7017118989919949271' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/7017118989919949271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/7017118989919949271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/04/dancing-on-rainbow.html' title='Dancing on Rainbow......'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RiiZrqRerPI/AAAAAAAAABI/sEQ3hiFYwiA/s72-c/rainbow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-850252788541948311</id><published>2007-04-11T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:33:21.346+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><title type='text'>Mystry Unfold Continues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RhzqjJjldPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9IBi-7PKlv4/s1600-h/mind.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RhzqjJjldPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9IBi-7PKlv4/s200/mind.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052170771584349426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Coming back to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/02/mystery-unfold.html"&gt;Hidden Mystery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of Universe and Mind...&lt;br /&gt;This time we will Talk about 4rd dimension, unlike 2D and 3D, it relates to mind. About 4D, if defined simply, than its a geometrical area having 4 dimensions- which include length, widht, hight and space. Its a thing that cant be seen whole from one angle.&lt;br /&gt;Now, when we relate this to mind. We always see that mind rarely work in all dimensions. Either it see the one part or the other,but cant analysis the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take an example of Chauraha(a place from which 4 roads originated), if we see that , we know we cant see the whole at one time, one side always get missed. We can only take its arial view fully. Coming to the mind, when we want to see all angles,we also have to lift ourselves mentently so that we can analyis it fully. And the best way of doing that is Meditation. It helps us being stable and lighting our stress and ourselves from mundane life, which gives our mind enough scope to think diversily and rationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, it happens when we have to judge other's action but untill and unless we cant feel its situation and condition we cant say whats right and wrong and thus sometimes ends in making wrong decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Give your mind a full angle view and then go further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing which I want to raise here is that give urself a time and see at a broader side of a situation, till then dont take any side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Im not able to exress it fully may be bcoz of my lack of knowledge about the subject or the inablity to express. But will definetly welcome your views regarding the same, so that we can have some diversified views or may be we can come up to know something new and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(rollpop=window.open('http://www.blogrolling.com/add_links_pop.phtml?u=http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com&amp;t=mysterious mona','rollit','scrollbars=no,width=475,height=350,left=75,top=175,status=yes,resizable=yes'));rollpop.focus();"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(rollpop=window.open('http://www.blogrolling.com/add_links_pop.phtml?u=http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com&amp;t=mysterious mona','rollit','scrollbars=no,width=475,height=350,left=75,top=175,status=yes,resizable=yes'));rollpop.focus();"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-850252788541948311?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/850252788541948311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=850252788541948311' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/850252788541948311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/850252788541948311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/04/mystry-unfold-continues.html' title='Mystry Unfold Continues.....'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/RhzqjJjldPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9IBi-7PKlv4/s72-c/mind.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-475520544084624131</id><published>2007-03-26T17:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:15:55.443+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Express'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love needs Advertising...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Rge_y_zA6GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7_RYrySFA74/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Rge_y_zA6GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7_RYrySFA74/s320/love.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046212790331697250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;There's a great saying in the world of advertising "Product without advertising is just like winking at a women in dark, where no body knows what you are doing except you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;What i want to say that Love is like this only. Many times it happen when you love somebody a lot. This love can be for anybody: for ur mother, father, sister, spouce, children and for anybody in the whole universe but you are unable to convey it, to show it and thus the other person always think that you dont love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;3 Simple words : I love you; I care you; I miss you are the most difficult one to express and thus require lot of efforts and courage to say it. But then these 3 words creates lot of difference in our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ever anyone notice that even you cant say these words to ur parents to whom you love a lot or many times parents even loving thier children a lot fails to show it and child think that they are not being loved by their parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Just say these 3 words today to anyone who means lot to you and see the difference. In life small things matter a lot and but we all are so indulge with our life that we forget to feel someone special even when we know our life is very beautiful because of them only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Dont waste a single chance to express your love who knows Kal Ho Na Ho......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-475520544084624131?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/475520544084624131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=475520544084624131' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/475520544084624131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/475520544084624131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-needs-advertising.html' title='Love needs Advertising...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/Rge_y_zA6GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7_RYrySFA74/s72-c/love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-3077831621202601918</id><published>2007-02-26T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T13:34:12.058+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality Show'/><title type='text'>Reality Shows......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/ReKUOe3sdmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HXcl1_n3ihM/s1600-h/reality.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/ReKUOe3sdmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HXcl1_n3ihM/s320/reality.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035750309879379554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the upcoming of many Reality shows and TV, the indian television scenerio has changed drastically.Reality shows which engage audiences, have been growing. Some that I can remember and have just finished are 'Nach Baliye 2' and 'Jhalak Dhilka Ja'. In all them the major share of voting power via SMS or telephone calls, which decided the fate of the participant, was with audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A massive controversy erupted after the remarks came on air and millions have protested on the Internet. The British Prime Minister, the Chancellor and the Exchequer, the Indian Minister for Information and Broadcasting and Minister of State for External Affairs have all reacted to the racist abuse of Shilpa Shetty on Celebrity Big Brother, but the channel managed to get a million new viewers hooked on to the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is reality TV getting the attention and eyeballs it always deseired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you all think, will the reality show have any future in Indai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the most importnat think, are these reality shows really real?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-3077831621202601918?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/3077831621202601918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=3077831621202601918' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/3077831621202601918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/3077831621202601918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/02/reality-shows.html' title='Reality Shows......'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-gIu3f-veos/ReKUOe3sdmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HXcl1_n3ihM/s72-c/reality.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-117076579488588466</id><published>2007-02-06T18:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:19:26.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Unfold...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6227/3554/1600/804279/mona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6227/3554/320/952760/mona.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sprituality and Technology are two different poles yet always related...It can be said as a two sides of a same coin...&lt;br /&gt;Ever think abt the relations they both have..&lt;br /&gt;Let start from an example....&lt;br /&gt;Considering: "Matter can neither be created nor be destroyed they only changes thier form."&lt;br /&gt;Now, think of anything that has come to your mind in a form of wish, thought or anything.. but then it lost or you forget that.&lt;br /&gt;Have you thought, where it gone...&lt;br /&gt;In the Univrse, it changes in the form of light and travels in the universe and then after sometimes it comes back in the form of action..As all of us would have noticed it, that our wishes do come true...&lt;br /&gt;In between, we can relate many theories out here. Like, Probabilily: the more strong thoughts and wishes you have,the more chances it will get.&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the, Frequency: As radio signals are cateched with same frequency, so does our thoughts...when our thoughts met another thought in the universe with some what same frequency then it attracts and in process of that, many times we do see that usually we came into contact with a person like us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, sprituality and technology can be perceived as two different terminolgies of two different world but is always related...and is very very deep mystery where there is no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will, write more on this soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-117076579488588466?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/117076579488588466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=117076579488588466' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/117076579488588466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/117076579488588466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2007/02/mystery-unfold.html' title='Mystery Unfold...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-116738750679113728</id><published>2006-12-29T15:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:52:00.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="javascript:void%28rollpop=window.open%28" u="http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com&amp;t=mysterious" mona="" rollit="" scrollbars="no,width=475,height=350,left=75,top=175,status=yes,resizable=yes'));rollpop.focus();&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once in a moon night, i was sitting at the ocean side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart was crying, as there was no one beside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was feeling discontended and disheartened, waves were coming like a gaint crocodile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moon was playing hide and seek in the sky, not a single star was there to give a ray of light...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly a light flashed in front of me, an angel came having a dimples on her cheeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She watched me crying and instantly she smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She makes me realize that how lucky im at this moment of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She told me that im not alone, but sitting at the door step of God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just open the door and talk to him, you will get the answer of everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She again smile and as i realized, I was sitting alone at the ocean on one side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But now Im contented and happy, having not a tear but a shine in my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking up in the sky, with the hope of solving some queries in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time passes, darkness fades, morning came with a new hope to create...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from that time there is total transformation in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now i take time to be alone, making myself realize that im happiest of all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanx to that night and my state of mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That brings total transformation in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now i dont need the compnay of others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As i have someone always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who lend me his hand whenevr i require....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-116738750679113728?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/116738750679113728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=116738750679113728' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/116738750679113728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/116738750679113728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-night.html' title='One Night...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-116038471996061090</id><published>2006-10-09T14:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-09T14:35:19.973+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Print or television media</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="javascript:void%28rollpop=window.open%28" u="http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com&amp;t=mysterious" mona="" rollit="" scrollbars="no,width=475,height=350,left=75,top=175,status=yes,resizable=yes'));rollpop.focus();&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Projects, projects, and projects. I think soon I am going to have nightmares….&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Another great stuff for me this month, but this time it’s from my favorite topic i.e. Media Planning…..&lt;br /&gt;Recently there was news about media selection for aviation sector; either they go for print media or television media….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Most of the CEO’s prefer &lt;b style=""&gt;print &lt;/b&gt;as it is widely reached and local in nature. As most of the airlines don’t have nation wide service, they think advertisement on television is just a waste.&lt;br /&gt;Radio has just started spreading its wings to reach the target market ….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Some 80 per cent of the ad spends for the category is on print now, the rest being scattered across radio, OOH (mostly hoardings and bus signs) and other such vehicles.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Now the thing is that, I have to find the cause and effect of every media that they have on this particular sector…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I will really appreciate your views on the same…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-116038471996061090?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/116038471996061090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=116038471996061090' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/116038471996061090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/116038471996061090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2006/10/print-or-television-media.html' title='Print or television media'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-115925062335482463</id><published>2006-09-26T11:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-26T11:33:43.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Life………</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;When you are at the lower side,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And no one seems to take you high….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Don’t worry just close your eyes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And feel like you are flying in the sky….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The peak of mountain is now your destination,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the wind blows there will soothens your temper…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Think of the ice that shivers your body,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;And the moment of throwing back by somebody…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;You will be feared of losing your life,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;But remember what you are doing by sitting at another side…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;So make your tough,&lt;br /&gt;To face the difficulties of life…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Spread your wings, take a fly,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Go to the mountain and view a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Beautiful Life………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-115925062335482463?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/115925062335482463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=115925062335482463' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/115925062335482463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/115925062335482463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2006/09/beautiful-life.html' title='Beautiful Life………'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-115874845825853312</id><published>2006-09-20T16:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-20T16:04:46.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thanx...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi everybody….&lt;br /&gt;First of all…a big THANX to all of you for a great welcome…..&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Now coming back to the topic, my research is almost complete and im ready with something new to Spice up..&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My new Magic Masala…..is a poem which is for one of my close to heart friend (poetry is not my cup of tea but everyone has to learn for the first time…).&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;During my research I came across that most of the guys are depressed and frustrated for one or the other reason… so in order to give them a break for all those worries and enlighten their spirits, I want them to chill with my first attempt….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It is for all of you… just a small attempt from my side to give a smile to many faces…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So be ready for a “Beautiful Life”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-115874845825853312?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/115874845825853312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=115874845825853312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/115874845825853312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/115874845825853312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanx.html' title='Thanx...'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34007236.post-115763075174207712</id><published>2006-09-07T17:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:35:51.753+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Door to new world</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;Hi everybody, I heard a lot about blogging world. Everywhere, even in my classroom also, we discuss a lot about it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; And now I am here, please welcome me in your world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Lets start with myself; I am Mona, student of Advertising and Public Relation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; And about blogs, as blogging is the hottest breeze of Public relation, I would definitely like to talk about this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; You all may be blogging from a long time so I would like to have one favor from your side.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; I got a topic to research&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“How Blogs help in developing Brand image of a company?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; So here I am, directly in touch with the bloggers to help in my research and I suppose I will get the good support from your side.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Hope I will able to complete my research soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Will post my other entries as early as possible in form of poems, stories and all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34007236-115763075174207712?l=mysteriousmona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/feeds/115763075174207712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34007236&amp;postID=115763075174207712' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/115763075174207712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34007236/posts/default/115763075174207712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysteriousmona.blogspot.com/2006/09/door-to-new-world.html' title='Door to new world'/><author><name>Mona</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry></feed>
