<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042</id><updated>2009-10-12T22:41:24.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-6176782418091741286</id><published>2008-02-06T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T06:14:06.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red in Snow ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R6rRY4hJGcI/AAAAAAAAACs/7Q6xcCVIwwc/s1600-h/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164170148152154562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R6rRY4hJGcI/AAAAAAAAACs/7Q6xcCVIwwc/s400/DSC01646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snow that will never drift away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling for me right from the heavens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancing all through their way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spreading a heartfelt smile over my face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kissing my eyes it makes me feel fine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it takes no time to fall in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I stand completely on clound nine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pouring out the melodies inside me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[hmmmmmmmmmm........]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminding me of that special moment,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweeps away all my troubles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With every beat of my heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making me see a thousand dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I stand all in love and compassion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like someone holds me safe and warm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And as you gently caress my finger tips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dedicate this song ,for the Snow that will never drift away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/6176782418091741286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/6176782418091741286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2008/02/snow-that-will-never-drift-away-falling.html' title='Red in Snow ...'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R6rRY4hJGcI/AAAAAAAAACs/7Q6xcCVIwwc/s72-c/DSC01646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-7416756657688863589</id><published>2008-01-18T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T03:09:31.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of the Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R5HZK8Qlm8I/AAAAAAAAACU/aEUew-ppuxA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157141830313548738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R5HZK8Qlm8I/AAAAAAAAACU/aEUew-ppuxA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bang On !!hats off to JOHN DONNE for this wonderful expression.Each and every posts in a blog speaks of the blogger and his perception.But what could be the source ?If am not wrong,every posts in a blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;originates&lt;/span&gt; from a subject line which itself has a history of its own.All my posts have a story,a history that speaks of how they manged to get into my blog page.And so today,I thought to put in my source for this particular post.I would like to introduce one of my friends,Elvin,who became instrumental for this post.He stirred up my thoughts in defining ,"absoluteness and imagination and its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;relevance&lt;/span&gt; in bringing in a state of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;contentment&lt;/span&gt; in every individual".I thought of giving it a try,and here it goes:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absoluteness is a state of compleateness,a quality of being absolute.To be an absolute individual,is a state of mind-quite abstract in all aspects.Is there any well defined criteria or fundas for being an absolute individual??????Absolutely no.In that case,it is tough to define the state of being absolute.Hang on......But we got a way out.Absoluteness in human contentment can better be defined with the aid of Rationalism.We all live in a world where rationalism rules.Absoluteness becomes a flawless state if thaught rationally.In such a platform,every individual sets some target for attaining contentment in his life.Once he achieves it ,he calls himself to be an absolute individual.But then it is a temporary state of mind,because,once he achieves a target,he sets out for the next target.The process is continous in nature and the result is experiancing a state of contentment which we call absoluteness.Hence i believe that no mortal can acheive a state of absoluteness ,because the nature to crave for more is what drives us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagination on the other hand draws more from creativity.It is something that is solely yours-unlike belief ,it is not something that you share socially. But Aristotle reminds us that "the soul never thinks without an image". The trans-rational – for better or worse – is always in tandem with the rational. If the truth be told, we are probably more likely to understand a matter and be moved to appropriate action if the imagination is alive and well. We are also less likely to be seduced by abstractions. There is an old Latin proverb: "Fortis imaginatio generat causam" which, literally translated, says, "A strong imagination generates the cause". In other words, imagination has the power to set us in motion towards some end – it causes things to happen, for better or worse.Moreover,when you believe in your power of imagination ,you will develop your ability to get over the fear of unknown(greatest weakness of man).No matter you succeed or not,but it is always better to bore the responsibility for the decisions you have taken in your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a subjective platform ,belief in the power of one's imagination brings in more contentment than the crave for absoluteness in life.Since every individual is unique ,generalisation is out of question.However,thoughts on subjects like these would help us to read ourselves which inturn helps us in filling the blank spaces of our lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/8856668368806345042-7416756657688863589?l=sheespeakz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/7416756657688863589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8856668368806345042&amp;postID=7416756657688863589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/7416756657688863589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/7416756657688863589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-of-spirit.html' title='Life of the Spirit'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R5HZK8Qlm8I/AAAAAAAAACU/aEUew-ppuxA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-5465664840048859589</id><published>2008-01-07T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T03:30:03.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Own Country in Devil's Lap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R4Nay8Qlm5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QbDwgxJuLHw/s1600-h/index-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153062229857639314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R4Nay8Qlm5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QbDwgxJuLHw/s320/index-image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R4NatMQlm4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/spBAZsFHGt4/s1600-h/CAKLA9F4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Have you ever been to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kerala&lt;/span&gt;?The land which is believed to be a gift of the Arabian Sea?. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt;,  the abode of rivers and backwaters is a green strip of land, in the South West corner of Indian peninsula. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; enjoys a moderate climate throughout the year and you experience freshness and touch of mother earth every where....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; has a rich cultural heritage, which fascinates the tourists a lot. The art and culture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; portrays various dance forms and martial arts performed with the accompaniment of vocal and instrumental music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;The breath-taking scenic beauty of this state is yet another feature that adds to its credits.All the 14 districts of K&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;erala&lt;/span&gt; stands unique in providing the visual treat to the scenic explorers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;As per the records,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; is a state with 100% literacy rate,Higher health care and Lower mortality ratio.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt;’s life expectancy is nearly 74 years — 11 years longer than the Indian average and approaching the American average of 77 years. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; stands unique among the other states of India in protecting the long lived traditional and cultural values with all its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;flaura&lt;/span&gt; and fauna..No wonder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;keralites&lt;/span&gt; call their State "God's Own Country".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt;..the state has all the rights to be called so,but what is the day -to -day happenings in the God's own country?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Plagued by chronic unemployment the talented and competitive manpower of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; have almost welcomed the idea of migration.Moreover,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; is known for large-scale migration of skilled labour to other States and countries. What ails the State that has such a high literacy rate and is also blessed by vast natural resources?........The unprecedented nature of industrial strikes is another hazard that restricts the growth of business sector of the state.No industrialist wants to set up any industry in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; due to labour problems.The State is bankrupt, besides being corrupt and largely politicised. Trade unionism is still alive in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt;. Overlooking the political scenario,we can put it in a nutshell that K&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;erala&lt;/span&gt; politics is becoming a synonym for the sport &lt;em&gt;tug of war.&lt;/em&gt;The&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;tourism sector which is booming has a dark side too.Evils of tourism such as the commercial sexual exploitation of children are rampant in the state.The tourism policies in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Kerala&lt;/span&gt; are stifling the local economies and depriving local communities of their livelihood systems.The problems also include the pollution of backwaters by the tourism industry with the increased number of house boats,The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Coastal&lt;/span&gt; Regulation Zone (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;CRZ&lt;/span&gt;) violation by hotels and resorts,Unsustainable waste management systems etc. Thus the claim that,"tourism is a vehicle for developing the environment" in the state is highly questionable at best and unfounded at worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Women in K&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;erala&lt;/span&gt; are the next to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;highlighted&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;complete&lt;/span&gt; the picture of God's own Country.Why does a state that boasts India’s highest literacy levels and excellent social development indicators see a 300% increase in violence against women? Possibly because literacy and education do not change mindsets. This violence could take the form of physical violence, sexual violence, threats of physical or sexual violence, psychological or emotional abuse, or economic violence.In a deeply patriarchal society, education teaches women only to be good wives and mothers.Apart from these,domestic violence too takes place within the four walls of the home, and women are conditioned to accept this as part of their lives.Sex racket in K&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;erala&lt;/span&gt; never fades away.It is to be taken into account that more than 95% of rape cases are not reported fearing social &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ostracising&lt;/span&gt;. A rape victim is always blamed for 'attracting' rape, no such stigma attaches to the rapist. In other words, the victim is victimised even by the justice delivery system and then the victim has to carry the stigma of rape throughout her life.This is the kind of attitude the society has on the victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Whatever picture i could draw before your eyes is only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;tip&lt;/span&gt; of the iceberg,as the saying goes,explored are less dangerous than the unexplored.Fortunately,many have identified the seriousness of the issue and have already started responding through organisations,campaigns , movements etc.The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;government&lt;/span&gt; too is extending a supportive hand to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;eradicate&lt;/span&gt; these evils permanently as it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;adversely&lt;/span&gt; effect the prosperity of the nation as a whole.And so it's high time that we all raise our voice to save the &lt;em&gt;GOD'S OWN COUNTRY FROM FALLING INTO DEVIL'S LAP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&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/8856668368806345042-5465664840048859589?l=sheespeakz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/5465664840048859589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8856668368806345042&amp;postID=5465664840048859589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/5465664840048859589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/5465664840048859589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2008/01/gods-own-country-in-devils-lap.html' title='God&apos;s Own Country in Devil&apos;s Lap'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R4Nay8Qlm5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QbDwgxJuLHw/s72-c/index-image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-57435992019394503</id><published>2008-01-05T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T03:19:33.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women in INDIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R4IJQ8Qlm2I/AAAAAAAAABk/bYwNBs-w6bU/s1600-h/2002090100020401.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152691110323526498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R4IJQ8Qlm2I/AAAAAAAAABk/bYwNBs-w6bU/s320/2002090100020401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can tell the condition of a nation by looking at the status of its women. - Jawaharlal Nehru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;India is a country with a rich and diverse culture. Indian culture tells us to multiply and distribute joy and happiness and share sadness and pain. It tells us that by all this we can develop co-operation and better living amongst ourselves and subsequently make this world a better place to live in.Even though India is a country of various religions and caste, our culture tells us just one thing &lt;strong&gt;'phir bhi dil hai hidustani '. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In such a culture rich country like India,women always enjoyed a respectable position.To add to it India was one of the first countries in the world to give women the right to vote.The Indian Constitution being one of the most progressive in the world,guarantees equal rights for men and women.All this is cited so as to bring forth the the status of a Indian women in the society.Alongside this ,however,there is the reality which paint another picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Overlooking the CAW(Crimes Against Women),we can see that over the years it is steadily on the rise in India.CAW traditionally includes rape, kidnapping and abduction, dowry death, torture, molestation, sexual harassment, importation of girls, cases under the Immoral Traffic (Prevention) Act, Sati Prevention Act, Dowry Prohibition Act and Indecent Representation of Women (Prevention) Act.It is quite shocking to learn that the same country boasted of having a respectable culture ,has turned out to be a hub of criminal activities against women!!!!!!!!!!!..However,till date ,we got many incidents happening around us that remind us of the social responsibility of safeguarding women.As in case of Mumbai molestation ,only a few would hit the news,which mostly end up in unproductive results.How about the rest,those stories that don't see the limelight?.So it is high time that we react to it at the drop of a hat,for what culture have we got in a country where the women are treated as something less than a human being. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/8856668368806345042-57435992019394503?l=sheespeakz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/57435992019394503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8856668368806345042&amp;postID=57435992019394503' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/57435992019394503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/57435992019394503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2008/01/women-in-india_05.html' title='Women in INDIA'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R4IJQ8Qlm2I/AAAAAAAAABk/bYwNBs-w6bU/s72-c/2002090100020401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-1729476648279335295</id><published>2007-12-21T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:08:26.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R2zT4cQlm1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/t62EHzUuvYA/s1600-h/300143913_bad59bf0b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R2zR98Qlm0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/MUhLnxPvZLE/s1600-h/noel-christmas-pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146719336255560514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 431px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R2zR98Qlm0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/MUhLnxPvZLE/s320/noel-christmas-pictures.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas has come around once more. It is a season of great rejoicing for it commemorates the birth of Jesus Christ..For some, Christmas is a religious day celebrated to honour the birth of Jesus Christ and for some it is another holiday noted and distinguished by the mutual exchange of gifts.Celebrations of Christmas are marked by ,the Midnight mass,exchange of greetings and gifts, Christmas tree, Christmas stars, Santa claus,Christmas crib,Christmas carols and mouthwatering recipes,such as,cakes,cookies,pudding etc.During Christmas the Churches are found decorated with poinsettias and lit with candles for the Christmas Eve service. The celebrations of Christmas festival begin on the eve of Christmas on 24th of December and continue till New Year's Day. On the whole,people celebrate Christmas with pomp, gaiety and devotion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas is known to the world over historically as the memorable day of the birth of Jesus, the Saviour. Though it is true that Christmas is thus celebrated as the day of the advent of Christ into this world, yet it also symbolises a very deeply significant truth of the spiritual life. Jesus Christ lived and symbolised Divine Consciousness. He is the very personification of Divinity. He was born at a time when ignorance, superstition, greed, hatred and hypocrisy prevailed upon the land.He was here to sow the seeds of love,faith and hope in the hearts of his people.He thus depicts the incarnation of the Word to the world.Thus Christmas is something more than a celebration.It is more like a reminder for analysing ourselves.And the real Christmas will be celebrated when we really make up our minds to fulfill the aim of Christ's birth, viz., to enter the Kingdom of God within us, and bring the same on earth."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To save the world, God's own incarnate Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He came in darkness, He who was The Light,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His godhead shone from clear blue baby eyes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The curse of earth's first sin was lifted then,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That midnight hour reopened paradise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8856668368806345042-1729476648279335295?l=sheespeakz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/1729476648279335295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8856668368806345042&amp;postID=1729476648279335295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/1729476648279335295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/1729476648279335295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-has-come-around-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R2zR98Qlm0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/MUhLnxPvZLE/s72-c/noel-christmas-pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-2931915633927747698</id><published>2007-12-11T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T21:33:25.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xmas is in the air'/><title type='text'>Xmas is in the Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R19yKZL2wII/AAAAAAAAAAs/iyZzskYTtw0/s1600-h/thc-christmas-slide_still.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142954822365266050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R19yKZL2wII/AAAAAAAAAAs/iyZzskYTtw0/s400/thc-christmas-slide_still.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;SaintNicholas was a bishop of the Christian church of Myra,in Lycia, Anatolia. He enjoyed a reputation for great generosity and compassion. Legend has it that he saved the three daughters of a poor nobleman from a life of prostitution, by tossing a bag of gold through an open window of their home on three, separate occasions.This provided the young women with a dowry with which to procure an honorable marriage. The custom of giving gifts at Christmas is attributed to this legend.In keeping with this legend, I hope that Santa brings you and yours all that you want for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8856668368806345042-2931915633927747698?l=sheespeakz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/2931915633927747698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8856668368806345042&amp;postID=2931915633927747698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/2931915633927747698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/2931915633927747698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-is-in-air.html' title='Xmas is in the Air'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R19yKZL2wII/AAAAAAAAAAs/iyZzskYTtw0/s72-c/thc-christmas-slide_still.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-7087478558146850807</id><published>2007-11-22T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T22:00:31.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WITCH OF PORTOBELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R0a0f6eSUXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qv0bvZv1NpQ/s1600-h/the+witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135990885427859826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R0a0f6eSUXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qv0bvZv1NpQ/s320/the+witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;How do we find the courage to always be true to ourselves—even if we are unsure of whom we are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;The international bestselling author, Paulo Coelho's profound work, The Witch of Portobello is the story of a mysterious woman named Athena, told by the many who knew her well—or hardly at all.We all live in a world where every single second of our life is manipulated by the cob webs of relationships.It is quite humane to search the meaning of one's existence ,unfortunately or fortunately some will succeed and some wont.Athena, the central character of the book,sets out for a journey in search of her identity and she believed that the path is more important than whatever make you set off along it.She thus tries to fill in the blank spaces in her life to give it a new meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;To those who love reading between lines,Paulo Coelho's The witch of Portobello ,can be a good choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8856668368806345042-7087478558146850807?l=sheespeakz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/7087478558146850807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8856668368806345042&amp;postID=7087478558146850807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/7087478558146850807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/7087478558146850807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2007/11/witch-of-portobello.html' title='THE WITCH OF PORTOBELLO'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhvwUAu9nX8/R0a0f6eSUXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qv0bvZv1NpQ/s72-c/the+witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856668368806345042.post-2460192340768960344</id><published>2007-11-05T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T21:57:29.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;On going through some of the prominent blogs,I found it relevant in gearing up for my space in this mesmerising world of blogs.As an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acknowledgment&lt;/span&gt; I would thank Mr.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aroop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dwivedi&lt;/span&gt; for being my inspiration behind this venture.(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aroopsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;http://www.aroopsays.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was born and brought up in the Gods own Country...(kerala).As the majority i too had my schooling without pretty much the knowledge of the world of opportunities that awaits me .It was during the days of my 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade that I mustered enough courage for the first time to take up a decision on my own.But then my task was pretty easy since i was given only two options-Either Science or Arts.Unfortunately or fortunately I had to go with the vogue,and i opted for science.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;As a matter of fact,&lt;/span&gt; my science classes were so productive that it taught me how to dream...hmmmm......i felt like Alice in the Wonderland whenever my eyes and ears were exposed to the beautiful world of mathematical symbols and equations.Anyway,thanks to Science for it taught me that i can do more justice to Arts...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I did my graduation in B.A.Communicative English and could contribute my best in my studies.Quite surprisingly i did my masters in social work and specialised in Human Resource Management.And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why today am into the shoes of an HR officer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I now realize that it was all a journey...which equally shared the bed of roses and thorns,both . The journey never stops...rather it takes you through different topographies.I always disliked the complexities of the world around me.I was taught how to choose between the rights and the wrongs ,but never learned to decide between what is right and what is wrong.To add to it, i had to encounter the latter many a times in my life......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;But today,as i woke up....gave a beautiful smile at the dawn , as she whispered in my ears"wake up to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; dear".And for me the QUEST continuez......may be with a different aura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8856668368806345042-2460192340768960344?l=sheespeakz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/feeds/2460192340768960344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8856668368806345042&amp;postID=2460192340768960344' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/2460192340768960344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8856668368806345042/posts/default/2460192340768960344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheespeakz.blogspot.com/2007/11/quest.html' title='The Quest'/><author><name>Sheetal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10528501121653573351</uri><email>sheezcool@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06819800115317331633'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry></feed>