<?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-8281564243622317631</id><updated>2012-02-11T06:26:22.649-08:00</updated><category term='Easter'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='banana'/><category term='ants'/><title type='text'>My   Vision</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5543486789278108165</id><published>2010-04-04T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:51:53.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>An  UnFoRgEtTaBlE   Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7i1SafxtVI/AAAAAAAABaM/-WLrUGwRV40/s1600/easter2007_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456310276514231634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7i1SafxtVI/AAAAAAAABaM/-WLrUGwRV40/s200/easter2007_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope every one of you must have had a glorious and holy Easter. Today my day started early in the morning at the church to witness the prayer service of the resurrection of the Jesus Christ. After the prayer services we had a wonderful meal of rice soup with the most delicious side dishes you can think of. I think it was more delicious because of the all the friends gathering around and chatting about there holidays. As today began spiritually the rest of the day remained so. Lunch was worth jewels since today we can have delicious meal after the 50 days of fasting. Many mails awaited me with Easter wishe&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7i1SvJNmTI/AAAAAAAABaU/kAuV6KKpmow/s1600/easter56.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456310282056735026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7i1SvJNmTI/AAAAAAAABaU/kAuV6KKpmow/s200/easter56.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s. I sent all my relatives and friends greetings on Easter. I admire Jesus for his sacrifices he had done for the human beings and his resurrection which represents a beginning of a new life that we celebrate as Easter. Today all your blogs have wonderful articles on Easter. I do wish you all might have had the best Easter in your lives!&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/8281564243622317631-5543486789278108165?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5543486789278108165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5543486789278108165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5543486789278108165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5543486789278108165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2010/04/unforgettable-easter.html' title='An  UnFoRgEtTaBlE   Easter!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7i1SafxtVI/AAAAAAAABaM/-WLrUGwRV40/s72-c/easter2007_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7933954727804489174</id><published>2010-03-29T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:04:13.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A creative innovation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7Da7NQvSZI/AAAAAAAABZE/k7lDh6hC064/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454099859452676498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7Da7NQvSZI/AAAAAAAABZE/k7lDh6hC064/s200/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our summer vacation we are given holiday home works and projects. I have started with them. All these days I was trying out the needle work project. It was said we could make anything which involves a design. I thought and thought what to make and at last came over the idea of making a bag. It was a very interesting process. On the first days of my holidays I stitched the strip in peach color. I took a design of the rose&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7Dbd4UFV5I/AAAAAAAABZU/NrGEML_unWU/s1600/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454100455124981650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7Dbd4UFV5I/AAAAAAAABZU/NrGEML_unWU/s200/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s since I was really found of them. I feel that I have done a good job. This took me more than 3 days to complete. So I think that I will have the whole vacation filled with holiday projects. The pleasure I received after making the bag is sooooooooo much that I am sooooooo thrilled to go shopping with!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7933954727804489174?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7933954727804489174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7933954727804489174' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7933954727804489174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7933954727804489174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2010/03/creative-innovation.html' title='A creative innovation'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S7Da7NQvSZI/AAAAAAAABZE/k7lDh6hC064/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-875160602849424241</id><published>2010-03-28T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:39:44.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Hosana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S6-GSGQwdVI/AAAAAAAABY0/QoAH_Xs5bQg/s1600/jesus-palm16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453725319245624658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S6-GSGQwdVI/AAAAAAAABY0/QoAH_Xs5bQg/s320/jesus-palm16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were celebrating the holy and spiritual hosanna in the remembrance of Jesus Christ on the back of an ass with people calling out loud Hosanna! Hosana!. So today in the church we had special ceremonies and possessions. Each one in the congregation was given a tender coconut leaf problaly because of its more availability than palm leaves in order to celebrate the Jesus Christ’s arrival. Everybody bring flowers to lay on the way of the Jesus Christ’s arrival. It was indeed a spiritual occasion which makes my belief stronger in the Lord the God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-875160602849424241?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/875160602849424241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=875160602849424241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/875160602849424241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/875160602849424241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2010/03/celebrating-hosana.html' title='Celebrating Hosana!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S6-GSGQwdVI/AAAAAAAABY0/QoAH_Xs5bQg/s72-c/jesus-palm16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-4606196306348212033</id><published>2010-03-27T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:41:41.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attractive flies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is long since we received rain that our temperatures were shooting up every day. Yesterday night it rained quite heavily at our place. That rain has cleaned the atmosphere. I have learnt that the first rains are dangerous for it washes the atmosphere clean. I didn’t know anything else that took place . Wait till I tell what happened.&lt;br /&gt;I was having a bad cold and cough. So that I went to get rid of this , at the earliest. I am my dad left at dusk so that all the street lights were on. On the way to the clinic I found a lot of insects near the street lights. Under one street light there were more than hundreds of insects fluttering about. When I showed this to my dad he told me that they are a type of ant which developed its wings today morning. I asked my father how he knew that those insects developed its wings today morning. He said that the insects develop their wings in the first rains. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453354563171442082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S641FQQW3aI/AAAAAAAABYE/P2H1rk9S60Q/s320/gamu-gamo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the doctor’s clinic there were loads of flies as well as lizards. There were many frogs on the road as well. Any way this first rains is a real boon for the lizards and frogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-4606196306348212033?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/4606196306348212033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=4606196306348212033' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4606196306348212033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4606196306348212033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2010/03/attractive-flies.html' title='Attractive flies!!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S641FQQW3aI/AAAAAAAABYE/P2H1rk9S60Q/s72-c/gamu-gamo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-4640317438257811337</id><published>2010-03-26T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:31:46.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Tarring!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S6zfDeF690I/AAAAAAAABX0/AeoJltRrmT8/s1600/road-crew-construction.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was quite a bussy day. All roads of our colony was being tarred so there was so must dust, smoke and noise all around. Today I didn’t have anything special to do so I kept hanging about near the road. Tarring was quite a long process. First some woman broomed the road. Later on metal mixed with tar was laid, with the tractor rolling over the road to fix the metal in place.&lt;br /&gt;I was admired by the people who tarred the road so that they can meet their bread for the day. I felt that those people worked very hard to meet their needs but we people simply earn money. Then I felt that life is really very very different for each individual on earth. I find life fun for I am in my childhood but for adults life is stressed and they mainly focus about their job. Life varies for each individual that I decided not to find life an easy game but a tough game of hard work.&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/8281564243622317631-4640317438257811337?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/4640317438257811337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=4640317438257811337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4640317438257811337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4640317438257811337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2010/03/road-tarring.html' title='Road Tarring!!!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-516932102608062524</id><published>2010-03-25T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:17:12.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After the heavy buss of studies I have decided to continue blogging. As you can guess as we go to higher classes how difficult it is to concentrate on blogging as well as studies. That is why I had kept blogging aside for a period of time. Today all my exams got over and my school has closed for a term of two months. So from today I am free bird. I am utter confusion what to do these days. I don’t know what to do or how to spend my time. I have decided not to spend my day sin front of television instead something that can improve myself. Writing ‘My Vision’ as well as writing poems has really improved my language as well as my imagination. As I told you just suggest me a few things to do in this holidays which includes different and various activities. So that I can enjoy these days in an odd way!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452590193022010434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S6t95DjbBEI/AAAAAAAABXs/uOClYdUJ44w/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-516932102608062524?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/516932102608062524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=516932102608062524' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/516932102608062524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/516932102608062524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/S6t95DjbBEI/AAAAAAAABXs/uOClYdUJ44w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-8834902662291503904</id><published>2009-08-24T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:32:51.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The great history of Onam!</title><content type='html'>I have posted in other blogs about the festival going on kerala. It is indeed a great time during onam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is celebrated because of the Mavali (one of the kings in old old times). Once there lived a king named mahabali .He was a very generous person. It was said that when he was the king all the people were very honest and I have heard a folklore at school that during his ages we could sleep leaving the door open at night. Then seeing this mahabali being worshipped as any thing the gods thought that he shouldn’t Get all the respect we are supposed to. Then one of the G&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SpM_DsMfK3I/AAAAAAAABXA/qu9kVWYZkNs/s1600-h/maveli1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SpM_DsMfK3I/AAAAAAAABXA/qu9kVWYZkNs/s320/maveli1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373708113018825586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ods appeared before mahabali as a small boy. Then the boy(vamanan) asked the king whether he could have the land of 3 paces of his foot. Then the king thinking that his footsteps are so small and as he was sooo generous, he agreed. Then the boy began to grow in size , he grew very big and he kept his first foot on the sky, It occupied the whole space that no more of the space was there in the sky. Then he kept his second pace on the Earth the there was no space to keep the third pace, so it was believed that this king bowed his head and said to push him to the hell for his third pace. As the king’s last wish he requested  to grand him the right to come to earth every year to see his subjects . Then the vamanan did it, pushing mavali to the hell. That was the end of the story and it is believed that the great king returns to see us during the time of onam every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just switch on the televisions you could only see mavali and the offers of each ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story was quiet unbelievable and I believe it as a folklore made b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SpM_DCpz_VI/AAAAAAAABW4/jdqmWCBslww/s1600-h/Onam-Greeting-Cards.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SpM_DCpz_VI/AAAAAAAABW4/jdqmWCBslww/s320/Onam-Greeting-Cards.jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373708101867535698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y people to get a ten days vacation. Today My onam vacation had started, I am in utter confusion how to spend time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-8834902662291503904?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/8834902662291503904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=8834902662291503904' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/8834902662291503904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/8834902662291503904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/08/great-history-of-onam.html' title='The great history of Onam!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SpM_DsMfK3I/AAAAAAAABXA/qu9kVWYZkNs/s72-c/maveli1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-6012174758315856273</id><published>2009-07-28T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:56:04.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience to CREATI V ITY  !!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday I got some free time. So I thought to complete my stitching work which I had started long before.&lt;br /&gt;This one is the photo of my work I took as my stitching proceeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sm8sshhAReI/AAAAAAAABUY/vZOm4Bp09dE/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sm8sshhAReI/AAAAAAAABUY/vZOm4Bp09dE/s320/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363554824644216290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have a lot of patience to complete such a work which I lacked a bit.&lt;br /&gt;But at the moment I finished it I was dipped in happiness, exactly at the time I crisscrossed the last stitch.&lt;br /&gt;Finally my work came up like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sm8tKibZ_wI/AAAAAAAABUg/frncrBPWkaE/s1600-h/DSC01014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sm8tKibZ_wI/AAAAAAAABUg/frncrBPWkaE/s320/DSC01014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363555340285247234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I can’t say how much patients my Mom was, she had done a big stitch work just the one given below. It took her almost 3 years to complete it. Quite a long  period!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sm8tLO2GVpI/AAAAAAAABUo/s3PC1DSEllw/s1600-h/DSC01016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sm8tLO2GVpI/AAAAAAAABUo/s3PC1DSEllw/s320/DSC01016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363555352208365202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All this shows me how patience can win over everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-6012174758315856273?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/6012174758315856273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=6012174758315856273' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6012174758315856273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6012174758315856273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/07/patience-to-creati-v-ity.html' title='Patience to CREATI V ITY  !!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sm8sshhAReI/AAAAAAAABUY/vZOm4Bp09dE/s72-c/DSC00824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3032916434805035545</id><published>2009-07-14T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:28:39.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CraZy  ShOpING !!</title><content type='html'>I have a very exciting thing to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A new textile shop called “CHENNAI SILKS” has been set up in my place, Kochi .  It is a leading textile group which has started its market right from Chennai and so got its name.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;         Usually the price of cloths in Chennai is comparatively lesser than in Kochi as the textile weaving is a common occupation in there and thus most of the cloths are made there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I have gone to “CHENNAI  SILKS” shop  branch in Chennai. So I thought the new branch set up in Kochi will be also great. Thus I insisted on going shopping to this one…..&lt;br /&gt;   When we reached there was a heavy rush of people  and cars which resulte&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SlyyE_ZLg-I/AAAAAAAABTg/O5lcfmmViVw/s1600-h/saree+40lakhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SlyyE_ZLg-I/AAAAAAAABTg/O5lcfmmViVw/s320/saree+40lakhs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358353455470314466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d in heavy traffic blocks even in the road leading to this place.&lt;br /&gt;   Finally I got into the shop even though just through the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Once I entered the big hall I felt really exhausted. The crowd was so bad that we could even not stand properly as the people are busy selecting their cloths.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;        The construction of this shop is not fully complete. There were only two proper lifts to go by. But this did not matter the huge crowd. Whether the lift came or not people did not even mean to waist a bit of there time in the shop, all were happy climbing the steps that too in double pace.&lt;br /&gt;   While all this crush happing in one side I felt truly compressed and irritated in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I some how wanted to get out of it. But that too was not possible due to the heavy rush. People entered the shop just like the water falling from waterfalls. Moreover the shop amazingly looked like just one ,watching the people climb down the steps&lt;br /&gt;   I never thought that people would be  so crazy behind shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Once you visit here, it  will remain as a wonder in you forever !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-3032916434805035545?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3032916434805035545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3032916434805035545' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3032916434805035545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3032916434805035545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-shoping.html' title='CraZy  ShOpING !!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SlyyE_ZLg-I/AAAAAAAABTg/O5lcfmmViVw/s72-c/saree+40lakhs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-1204886825286218011</id><published>2009-07-05T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:08:52.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain...........</title><content type='html'>I am sorry for not able to upload for the past days. I was very busy with my studies.  Somehow found time to write something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Yesterday  I was coming home from school. It was a pleasant bright evening. All the markets had great sale with people filled in. Crows were flying all around and singing there wonderful song. Cra cra. In a moment I noticed cars fro the opposite direction coming all wet and there wheels running a trail of water. For a moment I was shocked why &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SlCXrd9FIAI/AAAAAAAABTQ/s8tmc7Memss/s1600-h/rain460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SlCXrd9FIAI/AAAAAAAABTQ/s8tmc7Memss/s320/rain460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354946729974505474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on such a pleasant daycares coming wet! Then to my surprise  I found a great sound of drops of water hitting the bus top. The roads were wet as a lake and all the people had umbrellas in their arms and even people running for shelter. I was sure all these didn’t happen in a second and when I turned back and  looked to my surprise found, A line like the International date line which makes the time different in two region. But here it was not time but water. In the correct middle of the market had the rain stopped and we entered in just a few minutes ago. It was indeed a shook for me. I was watching the market what would happen half raining and another half not a drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people rushed into the ones not raining and got a huge profit where as the other side suffered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-1204886825286218011?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/1204886825286218011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=1204886825286218011' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1204886825286218011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1204886825286218011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain...........'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SlCXrd9FIAI/AAAAAAAABTQ/s8tmc7Memss/s72-c/rain460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5234878130336454483</id><published>2009-06-27T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:02:26.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King  of  PoPPPPP............</title><content type='html'>Pop icon Michael Jackson, who weaved musical magic with his songs and performances and was called the "ultimate entertainer", died of a heart attack Friday, leaving millions of fans in shock around the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 50-year-old moonwalking former child star, who became known the wor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SkXfPl5o7NI/AAAAAAAABSo/OSZX6Mesu6M/s1600-h/michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SkXfPl5o7NI/AAAAAAAABSo/OSZX6Mesu6M/s320/michael-jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351929191164603602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ld over as the King of Pop, was not breathing when paramedics arrived at his rented home in Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was taken to the University of California, Los Angeles Medical Centre, where he died at 1.07 p.m. Pacific time Thursday (1.37 a.m. IST Friday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am so very sad and confused with every emotion possible. I am heartbroken for his children who I know were everything to him and for his family. This is such a massive loss on so many levels, words fail me,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of his death Jackson had been preparing for a 50-concert run in London that was meant to represent his comeback and secure his financial future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world expressed their grief over his death.&lt;br /&gt;The moon dance unh!! that was so cool. And then the 90's came thats when Michael just went coucou!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson was born into fame Aug 29, 1958, in Gary, Indiana, US. He never knew real life. He was five, the youngest member of his family band, the Jackson 5.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SkXgAruXZ3I/AAAAAAAABSw/m4Vq8_wkwNg/s1600-h/Michael_Jackson_1971_got_to_be_there.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SkXgAruXZ3I/AAAAAAAABSw/m4Vq8_wkwNg/s320/Michael_Jackson_1971_got_to_be_there.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351930034541520754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was "Thriller" in 1982 that catapulted him into super stardom. The video for the song "Thriller" was a breakthrough success on MTV and heralded the age of the music video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was in 1983 that Jackson introduced a dance move that will most probably be the defining visual burnished in fans' memories - the moonwalk. That singular dance move could well be the greatest move of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson held eight Guinness records, including most successful entertainer of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things really started going bad for him in 1993. He scorched headlines for multiple plastic surgeries and increasingly odd behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite earning hundreds of millions of dollars he was reported to be $500 million in debt thanks largely to his eccentrically extravagant lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-5234878130336454483?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5234878130336454483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5234878130336454483' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5234878130336454483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5234878130336454483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-of-poppppp.html' title='King  of  PoPPPPP............'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SkXfPl5o7NI/AAAAAAAABSo/OSZX6Mesu6M/s72-c/michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3705633071362998135</id><published>2009-06-20T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:08:58.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading …… ?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday 19th June was the “Reading Day” in my place. It is remembered as the death anniversary of a famous leader , P.N.Panikkar who spread the lights and colors of reading to the people by establishing libraries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sj0XhXpJCaI/AAAAAAAABSA/mSi0BlgSQ6I/s1600-h/Hanoi-host-book-reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sj0XhXpJCaI/AAAAAAAABSA/mSi0BlgSQ6I/s320/Hanoi-host-book-reading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349457794435713442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As reading spreads a lot of information about the unknown world to us and enlighten us with lots of thoughts and ideas I think it to be a very special day.&lt;br /&gt;I like reading very much especially your beautiful blogs with brave pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading skills are specific abilities which enable a reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*    to read the written form as meaningful language&lt;br /&gt;*    to read anything written with independence, comprehension and fluency, and&lt;br /&gt;*    to mentally interact with the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these sounds so formal.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reading is noting but resting your minds.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-3705633071362998135?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3705633071362998135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3705633071362998135' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3705633071362998135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3705633071362998135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading.html' title='Reading …… ?'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sj0XhXpJCaI/AAAAAAAABSA/mSi0BlgSQ6I/s72-c/Hanoi-host-book-reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-2640159662631802797</id><published>2009-06-10T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:32:02.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash! Splash!</title><content type='html'>It’s a rainy season in my place. It is soo refreshing to have rains after a long summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The rains start all of a sudden. You can notice the sky darken up vary fast and in few minutes you will feel the sun has settled for night even at the noon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Si_fYNMwlEI/AAAAAAAABRA/j5lAVeLK87Y/s1600-h/114895-FB%7EA-close-view-of-raindrops-on-rhododendron-leaves-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Si_fYNMwlEI/AAAAAAAABRA/j5lAVeLK87Y/s320/114895-FB%7EA-close-view-of-raindrops-on-rhododendron-leaves-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345736889665098818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the darkness it brings a cool breeze. This is the best time I would like to go for a walk  but it may rain in any moment ….. If it rains in evening it will make you very very lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the rain drops down it brings a lot of freshness to you. You can see the tip of trees perfectly clears. It is as if rains are to clean the air and earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you calm and peaceful for the rest of day….&lt;br /&gt;This may be how the earth takes her bath……….!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-2640159662631802797?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/2640159662631802797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=2640159662631802797' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2640159662631802797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2640159662631802797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/06/splash-splash.html' title='Splash! Splash!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Si_fYNMwlEI/AAAAAAAABRA/j5lAVeLK87Y/s72-c/114895-FB%7EA-close-view-of-raindrops-on-rhododendron-leaves-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5869542992588429264</id><published>2009-06-04T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:32:31.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen of Hearts …..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Malayalam and English well known writer Kamala Das, also known as Kamala Suraiya, passed away on Sunday 31 May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sif1lUoEEWI/AAAAAAAABQo/TXd7hWDe4AE/s1600-h/kamala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sif1lUoEEWI/AAAAAAAABQo/TXd7hWDe4AE/s320/kamala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343509504439095650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamala Das, one of the outstanding poets of India, writing in English and Malayalam, was born on March 31, 1934 in Malabar in Kerala. She began writing poetry at an early age. A trailblazer in the Indian English poetry, she is the first Indian woman writing in English who talks about experiences of life. She abandoned the secure field of writing about teenage bloodless, unrequited love.&lt;br /&gt;According to her, poetry is "the April sun squeezed like an orange juice", the heat permeates into the mind of reader. Sensitivity is the strength of her poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing under the pen name, 'Madhavikutty', she is one of the foremost short story writers in Malayalam. She was nominated for the Nobel Prize in literature, along literary personalities such as Nadine Gordimer and Doris Lessing. Her widely acclaimed stories include Pakshiyude Maranam, Neypayasam, Thanuppu, and Chandana Marangal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus she became the queen of all hearts….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-5869542992588429264?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5869542992588429264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5869542992588429264' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5869542992588429264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5869542992588429264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/06/queen-of-hearts.html' title='Queen of Hearts …..'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sif1lUoEEWI/AAAAAAAABQo/TXd7hWDe4AE/s72-c/kamala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-1487353648753764178</id><published>2009-05-30T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:38:24.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushy Roof ….</title><content type='html'>I had made a small square garden at the backyard of my house a little long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I had never taken the pain of looking them ever since I had made it.&lt;br /&gt;Today I felt very bored at home so I thought of throwing a glance at&lt;br /&gt;my garden. I was a bit curious to know whether my garden still survived w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SiFgr-LKUVI/AAAAAAAABQg/Il2vyUZbROc/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SiFgr-LKUVI/AAAAAAAABQg/Il2vyUZbROc/s320/DSC00899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341656941578572114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ith at least&lt;br /&gt;one little plant .But nothing did ,I understood as I approached . My square&lt;br /&gt;patch was not even visible as it was crowed with grasses of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly my eyes stuck at something white between the greeny weeds.&lt;br /&gt;Yo !! it was two mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;I am really fond of mushrooms because they are very soft.&lt;br /&gt;And moreover they were not ordinary found ones in our place. It had a different texture and fairly large.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see some brown spots on top of it. Doesn’t it look like some Oats sprinkled on top ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on exploring it by plucking one off.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SiFfkqqnehI/AAAAAAAABQY/rUeQyO0Xyjg/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SiFfkqqnehI/AAAAAAAABQY/rUeQyO0Xyjg/s320/DSC00900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341655716571085330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I  turned it upside down to see the texture beneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SiFfkBPjzzI/AAAAAAAABQQ/BQmrxiRAJ_M/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SiFfkBPjzzI/AAAAAAAABQQ/BQmrxiRAJ_M/s320/DSC00902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341655705451745074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t it look like many soft flaps arranged together in a circular manner.&lt;br /&gt;Really fascinating of what they look like.&lt;br /&gt;Truly it looks like a mush room which would be very cozy to live in ….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-1487353648753764178?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/1487353648753764178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=1487353648753764178' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1487353648753764178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1487353648753764178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/05/mushy-roof.html' title='Mushy Roof ….'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SiFgr-LKUVI/AAAAAAAABQg/Il2vyUZbROc/s72-c/DSC00899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7302781381468527067</id><published>2009-05-25T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:00:25.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Houseboat</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a trilling day with my family. We had gone to Kumarakam  for  boating in a house boat. Kumarakam is an important tourist center in Kerala (India) exceptionally for backwater cruising in houseboats. I have never gone in a houseboat so I was very trilled to get in to one and to know how it looks inside.&lt;br /&gt;Wow !! it looked like a luxury house inside with bedrooms ,kitchen and well for an open air dining and sitting space. I had never expected for such luxurious things in a boat.&lt;br /&gt;Great it was!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShrYJlSE22I/AAAAAAAABOE/y3-sf00h-cs/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShrYJlSE22I/AAAAAAAABOE/y3-sf00h-cs/s320/DSC00827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339817967339494242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last the boat slowly began to move away from the shore. There were also many houseboats like ours starting the journey. The sceneries we saw in the backwaters were brilliant. They were became even more beautiful with coconut trees as a lining  of horizon. There were high tides which kept the boat shaking but it was not felt by any of us.&lt;br /&gt;After the two hours they stopped the boat in the middle of the backwaters for us to have lunch .I ate my lunch very fast that I could go fishing, which I have never done.  But to say fishing needs a lot of patience for the fishes were very cunning. My sister also &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShrYJ4v-8FI/AAAAAAAABOM/XbspY1qt2GE/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShrYJ4v-8FI/AAAAAAAABOM/XbspY1qt2GE/s320/DSC00853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339817972565209170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;accompanied me with her fishing rod. She was not at all patient thereby lifting the fishing rod in every seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Pew ! and so at last I got a fish .I had a loud scream of joy….he he he .indeed it was a great thing ….&lt;br /&gt;Once again the journey started between the huge stretch of backwaters which was very peaceful and soothing . We did not even see each other in the boat because all were enjoying the charm of nature.&lt;br /&gt;Soon it became dark so that we could not see any thing out . We thought of sleeping and waking the morning early too……so we went to our bedrooms in the houseboat for sleeping. Really charming the night was for the next morning again in the backwaters……………pleasing…..!&lt;br /&gt;I must never forget it ever ……………..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7302781381468527067?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7302781381468527067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7302781381468527067' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7302781381468527067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7302781381468527067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-houseboat.html' title='In a Houseboat'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShrYJlSE22I/AAAAAAAABOE/y3-sf00h-cs/s72-c/DSC00827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7322801265133561061</id><published>2009-05-20T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:32:13.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UummM…. Golden Fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShQwgksLmOI/AAAAAAAABN8/Du-niMTnWnE/s1600-h/jackfruit-tree_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShQwgksLmOI/AAAAAAAABN8/Du-niMTnWnE/s320/jackfruit-tree_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337944794503813346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately we have been to our grandmother’s house. It was great fun in the fields.&lt;br /&gt;So when we were to leave there, our grandfather gave us a great surprise, A lovely large jackfruit. Well, a jackfruit is the largest fruit in the world with lot of spines as it’s cover. Insi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShQvXLBH7QI/AAAAAAAABN0/YZIwgLW-Sek/s1600-h/chakka2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShQvXLBH7QI/AAAAAAAABN0/YZIwgLW-Sek/s400/chakka2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337943533481880834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;de it is layers of golden yellow, very bright . It is very sweet and tasty too. Inside those, are its seeds with which we make tasty side dish, it is a very good medicine for cancer.  Surprising !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When we reached home my mom was busy separating the different layers of the huge fruit. I and my sister was sitting beside her waiting impatiently. This time we were sure not to finish it like the pickle or infact there was tooooooo much to finish up. We had a great fest, our tummy’s full. Jackfruits are tooo big to finish it in a day or maybe two. My mom told that we should not keep it for tomorrow because it may get spoilt. I ate it till my tummy was full with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After a bit I became fed up eating so much though I was eager at first.&lt;br /&gt;Only then did my dad’s dad came with a jackfruit which was given to him by one of his friends. He said that those were very ripe and so it is very sweet. He also said not to keep it for tomorrow because it may get over ripen. I was amazed thinking and tensed of how I will be able to have them too as it is a very big fruit. So I thought of giving this one to my one and only little sister  and great deal with the neighbors !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it ended with all happy ……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7322801265133561061?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7322801265133561061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7322801265133561061' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7322801265133561061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7322801265133561061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/05/uummm-golden-fruit.html' title='UummM…. Golden Fruit'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ShQwgksLmOI/AAAAAAAABN8/Du-niMTnWnE/s72-c/jackfruit-tree_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-8122453423879589122</id><published>2009-05-15T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:24:15.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Garden....!!</title><content type='html'>I was very busy for a few days because my cousins were at home.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun playing together and today morning we left for the play park close by for making the day more interesting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sg2j1aJcO4I/AAAAAAAABMc/wq_ybQlarhU/s1600-h/butterflies_mating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sg2j1aJcO4I/AAAAAAAABMc/wq_ybQlarhU/s320/butterflies_mating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336101271451220866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The best was that we saw a board before the play park leading to butterfly garden . “BUTTERFLY GARDEN” exclaimed my cousins. they were much curious for the butterflies than the play park .so do I …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of we lead to the butterfly garden which I have never heard of and sounded strange.&lt;br /&gt;Soon we reached the magnificent garden with climbers as a huge door way. The garden was crowded with colorful flowers and shrubs which was very beautiful. But we were not able to spot much of butterflies except for a few commonly seen variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were disappointed to see that the butterfly garden had everything except butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;Any way we got into the garden squeezing the doorway made of climbers.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God!! There we saw lots and lots of butterflies flapping close to us.&lt;br /&gt;Where did they all come from ???&lt;br /&gt;We were surprised to see…..!&lt;br /&gt;Only then did we notice that all the butterflies were hiding by the flowers drinking the nectar. Great isn’t it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really  a great idea of a live garden……I had a huge thought about how they managed to attract butterflies by providing the essential flower plants.&lt;br /&gt;We all had a loud cry of joy seeing the butterflies…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God !! I must admit that this well remain as a great experience in my life for I have not seen anything like this ~  …!!&lt;br /&gt;To see more exciting and beautiful butterflies I saw in the garden visit my nature photo blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://colours-of-joy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://colours-of-joy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-8122453423879589122?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/8122453423879589122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=8122453423879589122' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/8122453423879589122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/8122453423879589122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/05/butterfly-garden.html' title='Butterfly Garden....!!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sg2j1aJcO4I/AAAAAAAABMc/wq_ybQlarhU/s72-c/butterflies_mating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-2777428608230566088</id><published>2009-05-05T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:23:29.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrissur Pooram</title><content type='html'>Thrissur Pooram is the annual temple festival of the town of Thrissur in Kerala, India.&lt;br /&gt;It is one of the most colourful temple festival of Kerala which attracts large masses of devotees and spectators from all parts world and this year I was able to see Thrissur Pooram before my eyes. It was very different and colorful which could make anyone enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Thrissur Pooram is celebrated at the premises of the Vadakkunnathan Temple, situated on a hillock (Thekkinkadu maidan) right in the centre of the city, on the Pooram day in the month of Medom (April-May). This year it was on May 3 &amp;amp; 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SgB13O3834I/AAAAAAAABJ0/RSDnVjlLaJg/s1600-h/ThrissurPooram-Kuda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SgB13O3834I/AAAAAAAABJ0/RSDnVjlLaJg/s320/ThrissurPooram-Kuda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332391550552694658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The most impressive processions are  from the Thiruvambadi Sri Krishna Temple and the from Paramekkavu temple. Processions of richly caparisoned elephants accompanied by percussion ensembles from various neighbouring temples culminate at the Vadakumnathan temple. The marvellous as well as magical effect of the Panchavadyam, a combination of five percussion and wind instruments is to be felt and enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The pooram festival is well known for the magnificent display of fireworks. The climax of the festival is the exhibition of thirty elephants and the famous fireworks at 2.30 am local time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed this strange festival post.!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-2777428608230566088?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/2777428608230566088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=2777428608230566088' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2777428608230566088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2777428608230566088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/05/thrissur-pooram.html' title='Thrissur Pooram'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SgB13O3834I/AAAAAAAABJ0/RSDnVjlLaJg/s72-c/ThrissurPooram-Kuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3098393392849796619</id><published>2009-05-01T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:09:37.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>custards on my tree!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When I was small I had planted a custard apple plant in my backyard. Those were my favorite fruits. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Today when we (I and my sister) were playing hide and seek, I hid behind the custard tree.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I was stock still taking a deep breath. My sisters’ ears are very sharp, she always find me hearing my huffing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I looked around for my sis and oh what did I see, there were about five small custard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfsQYpc-MaI/AAAAAAAABJc/rKYF69cI64s/s1600-h/custard_apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfsQYpc-MaI/AAAAAAAABJc/rKYF69cI64s/s320/custard_apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330872599553388962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;apples on my tree. It is the first time it is getting fruits. I was overjoyed and gave a yell MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM, MY CUSTARD TREE GOT FRUITS. Hearing this, my sister came running. What do you think she must have said? I found you! I found you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-3098393392849796619?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3098393392849796619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3098393392849796619' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3098393392849796619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3098393392849796619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/05/custards-on-my-tree.html' title='custards on my tree!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfsQYpc-MaI/AAAAAAAABJc/rKYF69cI64s/s72-c/custard_apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3786634731555869685</id><published>2009-04-28T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:38:21.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mango mela</title><content type='html'>This week  was mango mela for us. We got mangoes from every where  we went. From our neighbors, Grandma, friends  and my own dear mango tree.&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t know what to do with all those raw mangoes but filled are tummies with the ripe ones. We didn’t want to wait till they ripe because we got fed up eating the ripe ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister suggested to make mango pickle with it. She  loves pickle.  No other way to utilize the mangoes and decided to make pickle with it. My mother asked to help her for she can’t manage the pickle herself.  My mother asked us to slice the mangoes for her and that was way too boring that eating some along made it much more better.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sfci3aquH8I/AAAAAAAABHo/PEUZXXnerrI/s1600-h/thotapuri_collector_kaya_mango.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sfci3aquH8I/AAAAAAAABHo/PEUZXXnerrI/s320/thotapuri_collector_kaya_mango.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329767019462926274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when all the mangoes where sliced my mother put salt and said that we will wait till the mangoes absorb the salt and she left. I was not able to keep myself from eating those salted mangoes that I stole into the kitchen when I found another thief eating the mangoes. It was my sister we both where surprised to see each other in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I ate till my stomach was full and when my mom came to taste the salted mangoes to her surprise she found the salted mango was half in quantity and knowing it was us she proceeded with the next step that was to pour oil into a vessel  and add a few ingredients and chilly powder in it and put the salted mango in it and stir it then we with our tongue watering said that we are going to taste it and ate little every time and when it was dinner time when my mom went to take the pickle  . What did she find!!!!!!!The pickle vessel empty!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-3786634731555869685?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3786634731555869685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3786634731555869685' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3786634731555869685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3786634731555869685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/mango-mela.html' title='Mango mela'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sfci3aquH8I/AAAAAAAABHo/PEUZXXnerrI/s72-c/thotapuri_collector_kaya_mango.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5244665055664482574</id><published>2009-04-26T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T09:27:03.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any peacocks peaking by?</title><content type='html'>Today I had a function to attend in my cousin’s house. They have a large piece of land there. We have heard that peacocks live in  those fields and come close to their home frequently. So they have got a huge collection of peacock feathers which they get fallen from the peacock’s body.&lt;br /&gt; So today my uncle told that we ( me, my sister and our cousins)  were to go out to the fields and see those peacocks peaking there. It was my wish to see one and now it is going to be true. So we set of together to the fields.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfSIRzF_jnI/AAAAAAAABHg/0pSqWs0RtZA/s1600-h/PeacockFeather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfSIRzF_jnI/AAAAAAAABHg/0pSqWs0RtZA/s320/PeacockFeather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329034098440638066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see those peacocks we had a long journey to go. While I was going down the stone steps I lost my grip and I was on the ground. It did hurt a lot but my mind was badly willing to see those beautiful peacocks that I acted like nothing happened though my leg was aching. We hadn’t gone far when we saw two peacocks and their children  peaking worms. I didn’t know how to express my joy and  so I exploded&lt;br /&gt;“AT LAST MY DREAM CAME TRUE”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Saying cro cro crou those peacocks Fred for their lives and disappeared in a minute. Everybody looked at me rudely. “Sorry” was the only word which came in my mouth then.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle said. That it was time to leave and we all left disappointed  because we were not even able to look at them properly. We left very sadly but was very happy when we found peacock feathers on the way. Each of us took one of them. after we divided I decided that next time when I see peacocks I will keep the quietest.&lt;br /&gt;Or would I be able to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-5244665055664482574?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5244665055664482574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5244665055664482574' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5244665055664482574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5244665055664482574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/any-peacocks-peaking-by.html' title='Any peacocks peaking by?'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfSIRzF_jnI/AAAAAAAABHg/0pSqWs0RtZA/s72-c/PeacockFeather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-157478348473556228</id><published>2009-04-23T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:10:42.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>My leafy zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today I didn’t have anything special to do. Sitting bored I decided to do something different, something very creati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Then an idea clicked my mind. Why not make an animal zoo with stones. I began to hunt for the correct size stones. I didn’t get them correct .When I found the leaves much more ideal for the anim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;al z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oo. So I started collecting the leaves and I thought. What should I inaugura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;te the zoo with…A Bird .yes a bird would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCQGnJ2qEI/AAAAAAAABFo/KfIRJ3Vb1bQ/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCQGnJ2qEI/AAAAAAAABFo/KfIRJ3Vb1bQ/s320/DSC00699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327916802443225154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every time birds sing and fly around.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; So they are the best celebrities. How is my zoo’s inaugurator? Is she looking smart? Ok now what else…yep a donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCQGebZ8zI/AAAAAAAABFg/Hy1wWeOIQXo/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCQGebZ8zI/AAAAAAAABFg/Hy1wWeOIQXo/s320/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327916800100922162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aren’t they smart animals which help us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; with the load.  How is he? Then what else? A little squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCQGAW52RI/AAAAAAAABFY/Izu53IPKStc/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCQGAW52RI/AAAAAAAABFY/Izu53IPKStc/s320/DSC00695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327916792028977426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my special leaf squirrel. What next? Something rare .A turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCSiVae6ZI/AAAAAAAABFw/l3VeuuhnfL8/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCSiVae6ZI/AAAAAAAABFw/l3VeuuhnfL8/s320/DSC00696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327919477740726674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope he looks like one. Those are the only four leafy animals I want in my zoo. Hope you enjoyed the trip to my leafy z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-157478348473556228?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/157478348473556228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=157478348473556228' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/157478348473556228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/157478348473556228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-leafy-zoo.html' title='My leafy zoo'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SfCQGnJ2qEI/AAAAAAAABFo/KfIRJ3Vb1bQ/s72-c/DSC00699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-6356199752573244112</id><published>2009-04-20T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:17:06.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday !!</title><content type='html'>Today it is a very happy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Its my sister’s 11th birthday. This is the gift I had for her.&lt;br /&gt;She is very happy about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SeyfisiruGI/AAAAAAAABFI/mi781jwUaTw/s1600-h/36357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SeyfisiruGI/AAAAAAAABFI/mi781jwUaTw/s320/36357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807877693454434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom made the birthday cake this time with a little help from mine and then we had my grandma’s special mango shake which was really delicious.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are going to have a very heavy dinner. So I thought of publishing this post before dinner which makes me very very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I am anxiously waiting for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So see you soon ….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-6356199752573244112?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/6356199752573244112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=6356199752573244112' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6356199752573244112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6356199752573244112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday.html' title='Birthday !!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SeyfisiruGI/AAAAAAAABFI/mi781jwUaTw/s72-c/36357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-6484898629010012300</id><published>2009-04-13T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:14:14.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vishu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SePxSVuxU7I/AAAAAAAABEI/064bgAz89LQ/s1600-h/2679634400_30bf2b1a7e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SePxSVuxU7I/AAAAAAAABEI/064bgAz89LQ/s320/2679634400_30bf2b1a7e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364481855312818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it is Vishu in my place.&lt;br /&gt;Vishu is the New Year of Malayalis – it is the astronomical or zodiac New Year in Kerala and is observed on the first day of the Malayalam month of ‘medam.’ Historically the festival is closely associated with the agrarian economy of Kerala – a state is the southern part of India. The highlight of the festival is Vishukani, Vishukaineetam and Vishubhalam. In 2009, the date of Vishu is April 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vishu day celebrations begin with the ‘Vishukani.’ ‘Vishu Kani’ is the first auspicious thing that people see on the day and this takes place during the Brahma Muhurta or ideally between 0400 hrs and 0600 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ‘Vishukani’ is usually prepared on the night before the Vishu day. Immediately on awakening from sleep, people close their eyes and proceed towards the place where Vishukani is placed. This is known as Kani Kanal – kani means ‘that which is seen first.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SePvrwXZLlI/AAAAAAAABDw/5X4H0kJ4XHI/s1600-h/Kerala-Vishu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SePvrwXZLlI/AAAAAAAABDw/5X4H0kJ4XHI/s400/Kerala-Vishu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324362719478492754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vishukani consists of rice, kasavu mundu (traditional cloth of Kerala), gold, silver, coins, mirror (usually Aranmula Kannadi or mirror with a tail), cucumber, mango, jackfruit, coconut, banana, and Kanikonna (yellow flower known as Indian Laburnum, the first photo). The Vishukani is exhibited in an ‘urali’ – a traditional vessel of Kerala. It is placed in front of an idol or portrait of Lord Krishna. Traditional Kerala lamp is lit near it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the eldest member in the family gives ‘Vishukaineetam’ to the family members. The Vishukaineetam is usually coins but nowadays people also prefer other expensive gifts. Hindus then worship at nearby Sri Krishna temples.&lt;br /&gt;Vegetarian food, consisting of traditional Kerala fare, is prepared on the day and includes the mouthwatering ‘payasam.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From an astrological point of view, Vishu is of immense significance. The day and night are of equal duration on the Vishu day (12 hours). ‘Vishubhalam’ or the predictions for the next year is read on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation for next agricultural season begins on the Vishu day. Earlier, farmers used to plough the land on this day and it was referred as ‘Vishupootu.’&lt;br /&gt;It must be noted that Vishu is not the first day in the regional solar calendar followed in Kerala. The Malayalam Calendar begins in Chingam (August).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am again going to my grandfather’s house. I won’t be there in the blogg world for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-6484898629010012300?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/6484898629010012300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=6484898629010012300' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6484898629010012300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6484898629010012300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/vishu.html' title='Vishu'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SePxSVuxU7I/AAAAAAAABEI/064bgAz89LQ/s72-c/2679634400_30bf2b1a7e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-6746808020703632639</id><published>2009-04-10T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:51:39.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter on Way</title><content type='html'>Today I went for Good Friday ceremony at church. It is a very long ceremony which starts from 9am and lasts till 3 or may be 4pm. According to our custom we are not to take any food in the morning as well as in the noon. As a sign of sadness, the church will be made dull by using black colored clothes and moreover the people who participate in the ceremony also wear black or dull colored dress. These things together make us feel dull and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sd947l9ehzI/AAAAAAAABDA/vLuEw4IpJXc/s1600-h/its_good_friday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sd947l9ehzI/AAAAAAAABDA/vLuEw4IpJXc/s320/its_good_friday.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323106249772795698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the ceremony ends food will be provided to all by the church itself. This is a great experience because all the people gathered in the church sit together, talk and have their food.  And moreover the food tastes very delicious because of the hunger prevailing. I must say the food tastes very different and yummy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Any how I am anxiously waiting for Easter to come like you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER !!!! for all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to my cousin’s home to celebrate this Easter. So I be away for two days&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-6746808020703632639?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/6746808020703632639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=6746808020703632639' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6746808020703632639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6746808020703632639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-on-way.html' title='Easter on Way'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sd947l9ehzI/AAAAAAAABDA/vLuEw4IpJXc/s72-c/its_good_friday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5795922949064659715</id><published>2009-04-08T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:35:44.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEeee !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Since two days in my place we were having dreadful lighting and thunder during the evenings.&lt;br /&gt;   Yesterday I went for a walk down the road when I saw the sky darken because of the rain clouds. I was happy in one way that it would bring down the temperature d&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdzRynfZ0KI/AAAAAAAABC4/JRMN9a8dlm8/s1600-h/television-cartoon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdzRynfZ0KI/AAAAAAAABC4/JRMN9a8dlm8/s320/television-cartoon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322359527169446050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rastically.&lt;br /&gt;As I felt that rain would slash out in any moment I started to run back home. Gentle cool breeze was skipping through my arms, I enjoyed it much. But later it turned out to a heavy storm opposing my direction of motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I was home lighting followed by thunder began. The rain wasn’t heavy at all by the lighting had made it bright and the thunder pierced into my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When both appeared together I must say that the earth was almost rumbling.&lt;br /&gt;All these days I was longing for rain to calm down the temperature but who would ever long for such dreadful rain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some how as time passed all of it got over. Then I switched on to the television.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh !!! my television got damaged due to those nasty lighting. Then I tried a hand checking the computer. “Thank” god it was safe. Now I have nothing much to do at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Today also we had this sort of rain . But before the lighting began all the plugs were removed from their socket for I didn’t want anything more to get damaged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-5795922949064659715?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5795922949064659715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5795922949064659715' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5795922949064659715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5795922949064659715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/meeee.html' title='MEeee !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdzRynfZ0KI/AAAAAAAABC4/JRMN9a8dlm8/s72-c/television-cartoon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3678301958819976315</id><published>2009-04-05T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:12:58.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosanna in light</title><content type='html'>Today as it was hosanna we went to church early than usual time.&lt;br /&gt;I love this day because the church become colorful and  beautiful than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna begins with a ceremonial procession around the church, with people holding the palm leaves and singing hosanna forms the highlight of the day’s ceremony. During this procession the children spread flowers on the way making the ceremony more enchanting.&lt;br /&gt;This procession is done sticking onto the belief of the royal celebration held for Jesus who was moving to Jerusalem on his donkey back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the hosanna celebration begins at the break of dawn for the children who run to collect the best of flowers from their garden in the hope to spread it in church for the arrival of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdjlxNBYCTI/AAAAAAAABCo/CCBNb2H7pCY/s1600-h/img1080315051_1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdjlxNBYCTI/AAAAAAAABCo/CCBNb2H7pCY/s400/img1080315051_1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321255593210022194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palm Sunday is also called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kurutholapperunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; in my place.&lt;br /&gt;We use tender coconut palm leaves for hosanna may be due to its availability in plenty.&lt;br /&gt;I like its bright greenish shade very much.&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen one? Don’t they look fresh and marvelous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdjmZA-hWcI/AAAAAAAABCw/sdrN-vh9PUI/s1600-h/stpatricks-100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdjmZA-hWcI/AAAAAAAABCw/sdrN-vh9PUI/s320/stpatricks-100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321256277171591618" 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/8281564243622317631-3678301958819976315?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3678301958819976315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3678301958819976315' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3678301958819976315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3678301958819976315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/hosanna-in-light.html' title='Hosanna in light'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SdjlxNBYCTI/AAAAAAAABCo/CCBNb2H7pCY/s72-c/img1080315051_1_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3504270069434905008</id><published>2009-04-02T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:12:29.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun behind Use</title><content type='html'>Here I have got a video that you would truly enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;It is a bit funny to see but it consists of an enchanting vision of future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-25a2721ffa0e4542" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25a2721ffa0e4542%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331324452%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49768842F133FF6D58BF4133652676D997B7A4D2.5B20581DCED73FE08EFFE97D3010F10073C46D99%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25a2721ffa0e4542%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnEI7aeS0eJRSsi8IzmACKB9jZsU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25a2721ffa0e4542%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331324452%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49768842F133FF6D58BF4133652676D997B7A4D2.5B20581DCED73FE08EFFE97D3010F10073C46D99%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25a2721ffa0e4542%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnEI7aeS0eJRSsi8IzmACKB9jZsU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only fact I know about this car is that it uses an old Egyptian technology.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how people of those days had a great vision like this one for the future&lt;br /&gt;It seems extremely funny but there is a great use hidden behind it…&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that it is very easy to park a car like this one in a crowded place without any second thought . But if though we own a car like this I am sure people will laugh at (including me) without knowing the great use behind or may be knowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am doubted now thinking how it does appear funny ?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-3504270069434905008?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=25a2721ffa0e4542&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3504270069434905008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3504270069434905008' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3504270069434905008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3504270069434905008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-behind-use.html' title='Fun behind Use'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5289210637274769589</id><published>2009-03-29T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T09:59:01.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What was That ???</title><content type='html'>Yesterday’s night was a terrible one for me..&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;At about 4:00 I heard a sound from my backyard.&lt;br /&gt;My mom had kept some old aluminum curtain rods to support the climber plants in the backyard. I recognized the sounds to be of those aluminum rods &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sc-oHJLLoRI/AAAAAAAABA4/rxlkCc9AvA0/s1600-h/2-6-5+thief+420.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sc-oHJLLoRI/AAAAAAAABA4/rxlkCc9AvA0/s320/2-6-5+thief+420.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318654525623214354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;falling and feared it to be a thief .&lt;br /&gt;I supposed this might have happened due to the thief hurrying to get into our house.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I called out for my mom. She looked at the time and said it to be 4 am and then no thief would dare to come in cause its going to be morning soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my mind was still alert for the thief and further more sounds. I saw sweet dreams may be in my unconscious mind ,fighting with the thief and handing him to the police ,even winning the award for bravery too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I opened my eyes I saw morning in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I saw dreams and slept without being alert of those sounds. What must have happened? Has the thief got into our house??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran downstairs and checked for any damage for either the doors. Nop !! Not any. I clamed myself down restlessly. I was much more curious to know what caused that strange sound. Still I could not make myself sure that it was not a thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the door and ran to the backyard .With a sudden bump something hit me! Something white.. I could not recognize it at all in my mind which was swelled with all emotions.. I burst out into a yell, not at all loud. Not a bit of sound was coming out due to my dread.!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea !! “ IT WAS just A CAT” my goodness!! Thank god!!&lt;br /&gt;I could only recognize the cat as it reached half its way. It must have slept there all night !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how much fuss a little cat can cause.!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;After some time I burst out of laughter thinking how fearful I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-5289210637274769589?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5289210637274769589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5289210637274769589' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5289210637274769589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5289210637274769589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-was-that.html' title='What was That ???'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sc-oHJLLoRI/AAAAAAAABA4/rxlkCc9AvA0/s72-c/2-6-5+thief+420.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7646220921384885663</id><published>2009-03-27T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:46:28.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinker Award :D</title><content type='html'>Hi every one….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the winners of the puzzle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations for participating and answering the puzzle. I must admit that you all are really brave …you are just marvelous!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am presenting this twisted thinker award to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sc1uM_fy70I/AAAAAAAABAE/_44puLWvk-c/s1600-h/Copy+of+my+win.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sc1uM_fy70I/AAAAAAAABAE/_44puLWvk-c/s400/Copy+of+my+win.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318027904476704578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://oldladylincoln.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patty &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://betsyfromtennessee.blogspot.com/"&gt; Betsy from Tennessee &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anniekelleher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie Kelleher &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/neo-monsalvarga.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://neo-monsalvarga.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monsal Varga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humhollow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kahshe Cottager&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tidbitsfromliz.blogspot.com/"&gt; Liz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://olliemckayschicboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;OLLIE MCKAY'S ~ A Chic Boutique &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats all winners for your bravery…!!!! great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now lets move on to the solutions of the puzzle&lt;br /&gt;You can solve this puzzle many ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Solution 1  -  put 4 and 6 on either side of 1.Then the number order will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;               416&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Solution 2  - Move the 1 ball to the right of 3 and move 4 centered under 5 &amp;amp; 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;               231&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Solution 3  - Move the 1 ball to the right of 3 and move 6 centered under 5  &amp;amp; 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                231&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7646220921384885663?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7646220921384885663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7646220921384885663' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7646220921384885663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7646220921384885663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-every-one.html' title='Thinker Award :D'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sc1uM_fy70I/AAAAAAAABAE/_44puLWvk-c/s72-c/Copy+of+my+win.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3153397287028690175</id><published>2009-03-24T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:47:10.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A puzzle for YOU!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;I was not able to concentrate much on my blog because of my exams ..&lt;br /&gt;It got over today…..the last exam was Maths….&lt;br /&gt;it was a bit tricky …So I decided to give you all a logical and tricky puzzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work your intestines well!!!!! You may get within a second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here there are 6 balls. Each are numbered from1 to 6 for your convenient answering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You are supposed to change two balls (in figure one) and make its direction upside down as in figure two. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;can write your answer by specifying the number order you get after you solve&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect your  answer as a comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Scj_WhQPv1I/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZG0wA08wxq0/s1600-h/itngu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Scj_WhQPv1I/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZG0wA08wxq0/s320/itngu.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316780122459586386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope you all are able to solve this one  :)&lt;br /&gt;A surprise waiting for all winners ….will be given soon…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-3153397287028690175?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3153397287028690175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3153397287028690175' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3153397287028690175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3153397287028690175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/03/puzzle-for-you.html' title='A puzzle for YOU!!!!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Scj_WhQPv1I/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZG0wA08wxq0/s72-c/itngu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7963006188738599919</id><published>2009-03-17T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:51:09.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flair Bit</title><content type='html'>Today we bought six new dinning chairs. So nice to talk about it&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sb_G0MiDkgI/AAAAAAAAA90/WgPjFvs-dbo/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sb_G0MiDkgI/AAAAAAAAA90/WgPjFvs-dbo/s320/DSC00523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314184685340037634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom says that it is made of actual teak wood .Thus it costs much....&lt;br /&gt;It has a woodish shade...I liked its color and style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was experimenting each and every part of it and wondering how did the workers join all&lt;br /&gt;Those like a beautiful chair. Exceptionally I liked the work design of its front legs....quite scattered.&lt;br /&gt;The seat cushions looks bulged out, don't they? yea that will change it shape as it gets used up..&lt;br /&gt;At first sitting on the bulged cushion I felt like sitting on the elephants back...that do sound funny.!!.&lt;br /&gt;Any way it looks beautiful in our dinning hall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that new chairs replaced the old ones, the old ones are of not much use and are to be shifted&lt;br /&gt;To somewhere else...??&lt;br /&gt;My mom is very happy about that...and now she can sit properly as the plaster from her leg is removed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7963006188738599919?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7963006188738599919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7963006188738599919' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7963006188738599919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7963006188738599919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/03/flair-bit.html' title='Flair Bit'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sb_G0MiDkgI/AAAAAAAAA90/WgPjFvs-dbo/s72-c/DSC00523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7958727821743468372</id><published>2009-03-13T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:43:50.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who will win?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today as I and my sister were playing badminton a dark grey cloud floated in the air and was above us. IT’S GOING TO RAIN!!!!!  We were overjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbqM906WuqI/AAAAAAAAA9s/_TMwk1s1cmo/s1600-h/IMG_8960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbqM906WuqI/AAAAAAAAA9s/_TMwk1s1cmo/s320/IMG_8960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312713704240233122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; for it had been ages since we saw a grey cloud. So we backed home expecting it to rain any moment. To my surprise I saw the sun slowly peeking out through a chink between the clouds and slowly slowly shadows began to be visible. (Though the sun is not out of those Grey clouds but is in a little g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ape between.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH NO! It’s not going to rain! I expected to make paper boats and hoped to see the puddles fill up again. My sis said that if there is some luck it may rain. Saying this we went back to play badminton but on the way back we saw all t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he shadows disappearing. The clouds had covered the sun again. We were in great confusion what to do. Alas we decided that we will wait a little and see who wins? As minutes passed by the condition had no change at all. So we left home. Reaching home our eyes met with the sun shining brightly without eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n a cloud covering it. After all the sun had won breaking all my expectations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7958727821743468372?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7958727821743468372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7958727821743468372' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7958727821743468372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7958727821743468372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-will-win.html' title='Who will win?'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbqM906WuqI/AAAAAAAAA9s/_TMwk1s1cmo/s72-c/IMG_8960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7903757997198353188</id><published>2009-03-08T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T04:16:00.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful Creativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbOnr4zv_NI/AAAAAAAAA7M/U4-Ewvzh2Vg/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbOnr4zv_NI/AAAAAAAAA7M/U4-Ewvzh2Vg/s320/DSC00295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310772758025600210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom’s leg is still plastered!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It will be removed tomorrow…thank god!!! Not much to wait.&lt;br /&gt;Now she has very well adjusted to walk with the fractured leg …even though it seems funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my amazement I found some thing new and creative in my room today as I returned from church, a metal embossed frame. I thought it would have been gifted by someo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbOowrpw7_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/sWjR5ehxnAA/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbOowrpw7_I/AAAAAAAAA7U/sWjR5ehxnAA/s320/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310773939905032178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ne to my mom! But it was not.&lt;br /&gt;When I asked her about she told that it was made by herself…till this time she hid it from our reach .oh!!! I stood stunted for about a minute... I liked the work so much that I mistook it was bought…&lt;br /&gt;As my mom was not to do any work at home she got bored and started with the metal embossing frame a long time ago…a right choice it was! I believe it to be …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very impressed by the way she thinks….she is enjoying every bit of her time at home which is caused due to injury~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7903757997198353188?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7903757997198353188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7903757997198353188' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7903757997198353188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7903757997198353188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/03/painful-creativity.html' title='Painful Creativity'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SbOnr4zv_NI/AAAAAAAAA7M/U4-Ewvzh2Vg/s72-c/DSC00295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-9007026895386461457</id><published>2009-03-03T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:58:21.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot HOt HOooo..t</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The temperature is very hot in my place.. each day it is rising….&lt;br /&gt;It has reached 34 degree  Celsius  ...uch it hurts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sa1gi06EXMI/AAAAAAAAA60/AqhSSMbymKw/s1600-h/sun.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309005687173700802" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 297px; height: 303px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sa1gi06EXMI/AAAAAAAAA60/AqhSSMbymKw/s320/sun.gif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer heat is unbearable especially at school. The whole class room has only one fan that rotates very slow with a crackly sound …my class room is very huge and the ceiling is also at great height, so for those sitting far away from fan no other way than manual fanning with notebooks , text books etc…&lt;br /&gt;Even one of my friends sitting nest to me bought a paper fan for fanning...actually it was a help for lot of us in the class…&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed all hours at the school viewing all those fanning heavily….&lt;br /&gt;Thank god!! The class room had good ventilation but no hope for a cool breeze….&lt;br /&gt;Dehydration made all in class very thirsty … water bottles all empty except for mine because I carry a huge one….&lt;br /&gt;Quite an experience of quench!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have not experienced such a situation like this ever before in my life…&lt;br /&gt;Temperature is said to rise a lot more in the coming days which would further worsen the situation…&lt;br /&gt;God knows what’s waiting ahead!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-9007026895386461457?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/9007026895386461457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=9007026895386461457' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/9007026895386461457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/9007026895386461457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-hot-hoooot.html' title='Hot HOt HOooo..t'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/Sa1gi06EXMI/AAAAAAAAA60/AqhSSMbymKw/s72-c/sun.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-71696917857584397</id><published>2009-02-28T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:43:26.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AM I CRYING ??????.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today I had to help my mother in making peanut package. I simply had the job of&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SalzYA7gEkI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JkZOJWe6FYw/s1600-h/onion4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307900492236460610" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 212px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SalzYA7gEkI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JkZOJWe6FYw/s320/onion4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chopping the vegetables for her. I had a tomato, some mint, and an onion. When I finished the tomato and mint I had the onion to chop. In a few minutes my eyes were full of tears. I wiped and wiped but the tears had no end at all. I know, While chopping onions, chewing a chewing gum can prevent tears but were to get a chewing gum from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way was to leave the onions there and wash my eyes but I had kept a bet with my sister that I will chop all the vegetables in 10 minutes. If I leave the onions there, I am sure to loose the challenge. So I kept on chopping the onions.&lt;br /&gt;CRYING  CRYING AND CRYING………………….. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Reason behind your tears&lt;br /&gt;when you cut open onions, something called Sulfenic Acid is formed which vaporizes... Now this gas, comes in contact with the moisture in our eyes, and forms a mild Sulphuric Acid, of other things. Hence causes the irritation!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanx to Pranav Kumar for this kind information :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-71696917857584397?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/71696917857584397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=71696917857584397' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/71696917857584397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/71696917857584397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-i-crying.html' title='AM I CRYING ??????.....'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SalzYA7gEkI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JkZOJWe6FYw/s72-c/onion4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-568060293942515525</id><published>2009-02-24T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:16:59.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Millionaires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306406379279284146" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 353px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaQkfMbO97I/AAAAAAAAA48/_m4zbRn2okM/s400/slumdog_millionaire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Slumdog Millionair” directed by Danny Boyle banged eight Oscars for best direction, original score, adapted-screenplay, original song, cinematography sound mixing and film editing.&lt;br /&gt;This film features the life of a boy who leaved in the slums of Mumbai which is acted up by an upcoming actor Dev Patel and upcoming actress Fredia Pinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A R Rahman banged double Oscars for the Original Score and Original song “Jai ho” which he shared with lyricist Gulzar.&lt;br /&gt;Personally I am a big fan of A R Rahman’s compositions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306406377324324402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 274px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaQkfFJIpjI/AAAAAAAAA5E/in9MPX_IJUg/s400/rahman2feb22_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjN_q8feoa4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Here is the Oscar winning song for you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjN_q8feoa4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Indian to bang an Oscar was Resul Pookutty who got the award for best sound mixing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hearty congratulations for all the Oscar winners who made the world proud of their skills!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-568060293942515525?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/568060293942515525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=568060293942515525' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/568060293942515525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/568060293942515525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscar-millionaires.html' title='Oscar Millionaires'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaQkfMbO97I/AAAAAAAAA48/_m4zbRn2okM/s72-c/slumdog_millionaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-6369938255332169979</id><published>2009-02-22T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:19:08.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Tales !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaEiagDxZUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Vjo20LvV6dM/s1600-h/fishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305559674696852802" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 196px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaEiagDxZUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Vjo20LvV6dM/s320/fishes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was overexcited for my father went to buy new fishes for my aquarium .I was impatiently waiting for my father to come back .Just then I went to see the aquarium ready for the fishes to swim, in other words the aquarium was waiting impatiently for the beautiful fishes….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting impatiently I heard a horn blowing at my gate. Who could be it?&lt;br /&gt;Oh No! It was my father! Yea!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With curiosity I asked him for the fishes. With a desperate face he told me that the shop was closed so he was not able to buy the fishes. For a moment I hoped it to be a prank on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaEibCpiAyI/AAAAAAAAA4U/7ouzK2YYGy8/s1600-h/1379_270_200_crop_9b7c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305559683982033698" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 270px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaEibCpiAyI/AAAAAAAAA4U/7ouzK2YYGy8/s320/1379_270_200_crop_9b7c7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it was….thank god!&lt;br /&gt;He gave me the cover which had two fishes swimming gladly in it. The fishes looked very beautiful and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made the fishes in to my lovely aquarium. It was very much pleasing to see the fishes&lt;br /&gt;Glide their soft fins in the water….&lt;br /&gt;I sat gazing at them….. may be for hours!!!&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/8281564243622317631-6369938255332169979?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/6369938255332169979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=6369938255332169979' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6369938255332169979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6369938255332169979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-i-was-overexcited-for-my-father.html' title='Golden Tales !'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SaEiagDxZUI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Vjo20LvV6dM/s72-c/fishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7702560230493614413</id><published>2009-02-17T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:35:41.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Special ?</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 of February&lt;/span&gt; a very important day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what it is?&lt;br /&gt;Here are the clues you require…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. All of you certainly have a particular date like this&lt;br /&gt;. This was a day when you first saw the earth&lt;br /&gt;. You get older as these days come across&lt;br /&gt;. You may cut a cake and blow out the candle on this day&lt;br /&gt;. There is much to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe so that you all guessed it perfectly right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea ! It’s my birthday…..&lt;br /&gt;Yepppppii!!!&lt;br /&gt;A day to celebrate …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303802646363701282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 298px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SZrkZ_dJACI/AAAAAAAAA34/LMZwvrXt3lo/s320/vg-happy-birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303802650278484578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 301px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SZrkaOCf2mI/AAAAAAAAA4A/-aS8353UJRI/s320/birthday-cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7702560230493614413?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7702560230493614413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7702560230493614413' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7702560230493614413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7702560230493614413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-special.html' title='What is Special ?'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SZrkZ_dJACI/AAAAAAAAA34/LMZwvrXt3lo/s72-c/vg-happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-857804610358468216</id><published>2009-02-13T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:35:06.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Spiritual Remembrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today there was a religious procession in front of my house till the church nearby. It was celebrated on the remembrance of saint Alphonsa who created a great change in our society.&lt;br /&gt;It was celebrated in a majestic way which bought many eyes staring on the street. Every one stood very spiritually at this celebration. I too was one among them.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos which I gathered…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302333038590604370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SZWrzj4CtFI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Qxcm_cWFaQY/s400/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302333028978075810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SZWrzAEPKKI/AAAAAAAAA14/J-2jlXF6rDs/s400/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-857804610358468216?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/857804610358468216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=857804610358468216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/857804610358468216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/857804610358468216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/02/spiritual-remembrance.html' title='A Spiritual Remembrance'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SZWrzj4CtFI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Qxcm_cWFaQY/s72-c/DSC00479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5625316206843073110</id><published>2009-02-08T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:59:40.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between The FuzzzzzzzZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday my mother went on her scooter for buying the vegetables. Suddenly she had to stop the scooter as it slid to the left side. Unfortunately in was in a pit that she placed the leg and thus it got fractured.&lt;br /&gt;Now my mom cannot move a bit from the bed as the leg is plastered till the knee.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my unit exam starts. I am to work for it. Along with all this today I had to attend a marriage ceremony too.&lt;br /&gt;Just see all these fuzz ,accompanied at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;Hope and work for the best that’s what I am doing now…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-5625316206843073110?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5625316206843073110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5625316206843073110' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5625316206843073110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5625316206843073110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-between-fuzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Between The FuzzzzzzzZZ'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-4538726126197647037</id><published>2009-02-02T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:19:05.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Color Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SYcc3tCJHhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/pwqwaPcwS3A/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298235229931642386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SYcc3tCJHhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/pwqwaPcwS3A/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After school I had a lot of time left at home. I thought of doing something very creative and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;What could I do?&lt;br /&gt;May be a piece of paper and bright colors will do it all. So did I. I gathered all of the things required and then searched for a beautiful scenery to paint a piece of art.&lt;br /&gt;yappiii! Relieved I was to get a simple as well as a beautiful picture as a model to draw . Just what I wanted and thought for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat with it for about an hour or two almost drenched in the colors of beautiful scenery. I enjoyed every bit of it even without knowing the time passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of the work turned out to be very pleasing and bright. So do I hope you all enjoy my piece of art :)&lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-4538726126197647037?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/4538726126197647037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=4538726126197647037' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4538726126197647037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4538726126197647037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/02/color-play.html' title='A Color Play'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SYcc3tCJHhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/pwqwaPcwS3A/s72-c/DSC00300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-558236244944747196</id><published>2009-01-29T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:43:11.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winners On  Stage……</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SYHbsRlhxhI/AAAAAAAAAzY/kFaDNEfXr1g/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756190445946386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SYHbsRlhxhI/AAAAAAAAAzY/kFaDNEfXr1g/s320/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        It was the prize distribution ceremony in my school for the competitions held few months ago by my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       I won three prizes. One for pencil drawing, for English versification(poem writing) then for calligraphy. The topic for pencil drawing was “Man and nature”. What would you draw? Remember the imagination counts a lot! The topic for the poem writing was “I dream of…..” what is your dream that’s what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       I felt very much proud for winning three prizes. So do I hope every prize winners do!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-558236244944747196?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/558236244944747196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=558236244944747196' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/558236244944747196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/558236244944747196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/winners-on-stage.html' title='Winners On  Stage……'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SYHbsRlhxhI/AAAAAAAAAzY/kFaDNEfXr1g/s72-c/DSC00458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-889076494579756386</id><published>2009-01-25T20:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:08:17.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>India's Repbublic Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SX0252xsk4I/AAAAAAAAAzI/mYhC3K5gTvE/s1600-h/679E9BB1-FBF2-467E-A5EF3F26D2FE50F4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295449104441971586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SX0252xsk4I/AAAAAAAAAzI/mYhC3K5gTvE/s320/679E9BB1-FBF2-467E-A5EF3F26D2FE50F4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;India celebrate its 60th Republic Day (26th January). The day is celebrated to commemorate the birth of the world's biggest democracy as a national holiday. Schools and people hoist the national flag through out the country and put them up on the rooftops and the buildings. People only go to offices to attend the flag hoisting ceremony. The Prime Minister addresses the Nation after the flag has been unfurled recounting the country's achievements of the year, discussing current major issues and future plans for the progress of the country. Recently, kite-flying has become a tradition on this day and people can be seen flying numerous kites of all colors, sizes and shapes symbolizing the freedom. &lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-889076494579756386?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/889076494579756386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=889076494579756386' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/889076494579756386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/889076494579756386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/india-celebrate-its-60th-republic-day.html' title='India&apos;s Repbublic Day'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SX0252xsk4I/AAAAAAAAAzI/mYhC3K5gTvE/s72-c/679E9BB1-FBF2-467E-A5EF3F26D2FE50F4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-2294446471297389672</id><published>2009-01-23T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:36:06.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Vera  !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXqohmv_SXI/AAAAAAAAAzA/G2NeB0tmjfc/s1600-h/aloevera.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294729607218415986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXqohmv_SXI/AAAAAAAAAzA/G2NeB0tmjfc/s320/aloevera.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my school corridor many ornamental plants are kept. One day me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my friend was passing by the corridor. I saw a plant that looked &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very different from others. It looked very watery and its leaves were &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very thick with thorns at edges. In my curiosity I plucked a bit of the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leaf to test what was inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uh hhhhh! A jelly like transparent liquid splashed on to my hand. I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looked inside the leaf, very different it was. Inside it was a jelly like &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;transparent liquid. The leaf pretended to be a glass filled with cold ice &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in it. Of course the jelly had a cooling effect on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friend informed me that it was “ ALOE VERA” ,a verity of cactus. She also told me that this plant is of great herbal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;value. The jelly liquid inside it is used in most of the soaps and moisturizers. It was new information to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I am looking forward to get a one in my garden&lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-2294446471297389672?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/2294446471297389672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=2294446471297389672' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2294446471297389672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2294446471297389672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/vera.html' title='A  Vera  !!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXqohmv_SXI/AAAAAAAAAzA/G2NeB0tmjfc/s72-c/aloevera.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-46811408918529549</id><published>2009-01-20T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:13:50.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Game With Elephant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today there was a cultural program in my school. As I entered the school gate I saw an elephant standing in the parking lot with its large trunk eating coconut leaves. At first glance itself the elephant looked very friendly and kind. At times it did force air through its large trunk which gave it a crazy look. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program started with a game of tug of war. This game is played by two &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXYAOB-NbQI/AAAAAAAAAyw/nGqSrr3s1tk/s1600-h/ELE.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293418653068127490" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 274px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXYAOB-NbQI/AAAAAAAAAyw/nGqSrr3s1tk/s320/ELE.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;teams to check their strength where the ends of a thick rope (vadam) is given to both teams. Once the whistle is blown both the teams starts to pull the rope to their side. Like wise here the game was played between the students and the elephant. Very exiting to hear isn’t it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game started. I sat near by with my eyes glued on the elephant. Suddenly the elephant left the rope and turned to my side and made a loud cry. Someone from the back shouted “THE ELEPHANT IS VIOLENT”. Many started running desperately including the principal, the head of the school which caused much more confusion among all. Then my friend too pulled me and ran. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elephant looked so miserable and sad. Actually nothing had happened only a word from someone had caused such a big fuss.&lt;br /&gt;“ We must not believe things blindly” this is what to learn .&lt;br /&gt;gosh ! poor ELEPHANT…………&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-46811408918529549?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/46811408918529549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=46811408918529549' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/46811408918529549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/46811408918529549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/game-with-elephant.html' title='A Game With Elephant'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXYAOB-NbQI/AAAAAAAAAyw/nGqSrr3s1tk/s72-c/ELE.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-474136539642688528</id><published>2009-01-17T02:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:14:29.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reward From Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXG4kqtHlsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WGsMqjEDrAM/s1600-h/2159347469_5c3a21d1da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292213977215375042" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 215px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXG4kqtHlsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WGsMqjEDrAM/s320/2159347469_5c3a21d1da.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today morning I went out to my garden. I saw five tiny humming bird hopping through the green bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you remember the nest that I have mentioned before? Those eggs have hatch in to tiny fearless humming birds and it is them that I see. They danced and sang their songs to make my garden more fresh and lively. This made me a lot happier to start a new day with a great message,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Do help with your heart the reward will be always with you without your knowledge”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-474136539642688528?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/474136539642688528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=474136539642688528' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/474136539642688528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/474136539642688528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/reward-from-nature.html' title='A Reward From Nature'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SXG4kqtHlsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WGsMqjEDrAM/s72-c/2159347469_5c3a21d1da.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-1370247308625293477</id><published>2009-01-12T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:52:53.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures  of  Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is park some what near to our home. It is only for our words that it appear to be a park, just a small plot with two swings. There stood thr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SWvlnAQwf7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/GBf3IPK3SJM/s1600-h/Sad-at-being-cut-down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SWvlnAQwf7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/GBf3IPK3SJM/s320/Sad-at-being-cut-down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290574645524725682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ee well grown trees. They were very old, even before my birth they stood. I was acc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomed to see them there since my birth. Moreover they provided a good shelter and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; home for many varieties of birds and of course for the visitors too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was very young often I used to go there to watch birds and their lovely nests. It bought an extraordinary excitement in me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I returned from school I saw a very sad sight&lt;br /&gt;Oh! They had fallen those trees for the wood. Oh! Those trees &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marked my childhood. Now they are no more. Only left is some leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many birds lost their nest along with their siblings.&lt;br /&gt;I saw them a gliding along the clear sky aimlessly with no green spot to see. Many nests I saw on the ground and many siblings crying out with there unknown plight. What can be their future ?&lt;br /&gt;Here I am helpless.&lt;br /&gt;After all this only one thing we got to ponder about&lt;br /&gt;Is it all because of our greediness?&lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-1370247308625293477?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/1370247308625293477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=1370247308625293477' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1370247308625293477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1370247308625293477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/treasures-of-nature.html' title='Treasures  of  Nature'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SWvlnAQwf7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/GBf3IPK3SJM/s72-c/Sad-at-being-cut-down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3976419005252463340</id><published>2009-01-09T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:01:39.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I had library class . I was lucky enough to get a book titled &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SWd5GK-077I/AAAAAAAAAuw/1EpVeb2ujG0/s1600-h/large.snazal.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289329434303983538" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 207px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SWd5GK-077I/AAAAAAAAAuw/1EpVeb2ujG0/s320/large.snazal.com.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Shadow Life’ written by Barry Denenberg. Actually it is a portrait of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne Frank and her family. I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;found it very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The author illuminates the story of Anne frank and her family along &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with the world in which her family were forced to thrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during World War 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Due to the anti Jewish criticism the family had to flee from Frankfurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,Germany to Amsterdam where they hoped to lead a normal peaceful &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But instead they where once again followed by misery and were forced to go hiding for two years. This &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;also includes a Frictional diary from Margot, Anne Frank’s elder sister. The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;horrifying reality of the last months of the frank family is included in Margot’s diary which spreads &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more of life, reality into the reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end it is very difficult to make our mind believe that such a life was lead by a Jewish family many &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;years ago and this thought brings an extraordinary pressure  in me.&lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-3976419005252463340?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3976419005252463340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3976419005252463340' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3976419005252463340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3976419005252463340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/shadow-life.html' title='Shadow Life'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SWd5GK-077I/AAAAAAAAAuw/1EpVeb2ujG0/s72-c/large.snazal.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7092187656623747056</id><published>2009-01-06T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:15:03.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Choose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today some thing exiting happened in my school.&lt;br /&gt;As I was in the class my class teacher came up to the door and called me off. She looked very mysterious. I was rather surprised with an approach like this.&lt;br /&gt;She informed me that our class was to present the morning assembly for the coming Thursday and she asked me to recite any one of the poems that I had written, on the stage. I was astonished to hear all this because I had not told anyone in my school about my blogs as well as my poems. Then how did my teacher came to know all about this? Very surprising.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in a big confusion for selecting a poem to recite on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Which one should I choose ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-7092187656623747056?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7092187656623747056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7092187656623747056' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7092187656623747056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7092187656623747056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-to-choose.html' title='What To Choose?'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-1045796538501440163</id><published>2009-01-03T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:15:36.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ants'/><title type='text'>A day with Aaaaants!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;I was asked by my mother to help her in plucking the mangoes since a lot were falling down. It was a tough time. On our mango tree, there are millions and billions of big ants. When we pluck a mango many ants fall along with it. So we are to be very careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SV-PntMAS6I/AAAAAAAAAtI/fsvKsNNDXCM/s1600-h/snap_03_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287102399863868322" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 295px; height: 259px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SV-PntMAS6I/AAAAAAAAAtI/fsvKsNNDXCM/s320/snap_03_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother took a stick and attached a net onto it for the mangoes not to fall and break. She plucked the first mango which brought a lot of ants with it. They got over me. They started biting me from head to toe. I started fidgeting to get rid of at least two ants. But it was a tough game. I shook and shook and got rid of some but no use, more and more started to climbing over me. I ran from the spot and started getting rid of them. At last everything was out. I had big big bubbles all over my body, but for the all the bites I got a mango as a reward! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-1045796538501440163?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/1045796538501440163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=1045796538501440163' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1045796538501440163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/1045796538501440163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-with-aaaaants.html' title='A day with Aaaaants!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SV-PntMAS6I/AAAAAAAAAtI/fsvKsNNDXCM/s72-c/snap_03_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3540684145028857721</id><published>2009-01-01T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:16:20.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><title type='text'>A New Year Bonanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today my school reopened and it was a good day. I got my exam papers. I was a surprised that I scored full marks for two of those papers. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVzjiRnOE1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/cDMlKmXUAUo/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286350240609080146" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVzjiRnOE1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/cDMlKmXUAUo/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I came back home. My mom was waiting there. She told me that a banana bunch was ready to cut down. It stood right in our compound near the kitchen. She also asked me to help her in cutting the banana bunch. What more to do.&lt;br /&gt;The banana bunch was very huge and thereby heavy too .So me and my mother alone could not help bringing it down. We took the help of my grandfather also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a few minutes of hard work we some how bought the huge bunch down. Then we separated the bunch into small bunches and distributed it among our neighbors. I too had two of those lovely bananas. It was a variety of robust so it stood green even though it was ripe. Any way I must admit that those bananas were very special and different from those which I ever had .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8281564243622317631-3540684145028857721?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3540684145028857721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3540684145028857721' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3540684145028857721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3540684145028857721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2009/01/new.html' title='A New Year Bonanza'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVzjiRnOE1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/cDMlKmXUAUo/s72-c/DSC00367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-636132366443865581</id><published>2008-12-31T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T06:30:24.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Wishes :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVt_TcHRpmI/AAAAAAAAAsw/H-ryiazNKLY/s1600-h/517727yelxj1k4y5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285958559590360674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVt_TcHRpmI/AAAAAAAAAsw/H-ryiazNKLY/s320/517727yelxj1k4y5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVt-z1Xe2II/AAAAAAAAAso/wMrCPiPQpek/s1600-h/517727yelxj1k4y5.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVt-z1Xe2II/AAAAAAAAAso/wMrCPiPQpek/s1600-h/517727yelxj1k4y5.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The New Year is upon us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*May it bring hope and anticipation in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In our faith we must thrust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*There is a cause of celebration in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*May all your dreams come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May good health always follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May it bring blessings to your family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May you built memories to treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May your wishes be granted as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May this year bring you much pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May this year leave you with a great story to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May you find happiness in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May you find joy and never be sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*May your resolution give you a new start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Let this be the best year you have ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;These are some hopes that will make your new year joyful .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Only a few seconds are left for bidding 2008 and welcoming 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Lets wait for it ……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/8281564243622317631-636132366443865581?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/636132366443865581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=636132366443865581' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/636132366443865581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/636132366443865581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-wishes.html' title='New Year Wishes :)'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVt_TcHRpmI/AAAAAAAAAsw/H-ryiazNKLY/s72-c/517727yelxj1k4y5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3593278406636526479</id><published>2008-12-30T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:24:10.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today in the evening me and my sister was having a game &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVoujRyZXAI/AAAAAAAAArA/2JCFucZuQ38/s1600-h/Tagged+White+Goat+106_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285588296277777410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVoujRyZXAI/AAAAAAAAArA/2JCFucZuQ38/s320/Tagged+White+Goat+106_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of badminton. As we were playing ,the cork fall out of our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;compound. I ran out to take it. There I saw a goat grazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;along the street enjoying the tender grass. I watched it very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;carefully and found that the goat was walking towards our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;neighborhood for the tender leaves of the jackfruit tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;which was cut down just a day before. I have heard my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVoujRyZXAI/AAAAAAAAArA/2JCFucZuQ38/s1600-h/Tagged+White+Goat+106_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mom say that goats are especially very fond of jackfruit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;leaves .So did this goat showed its fondness to the jackfruit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;leaves. After enjoying this delicious meal it took a few steps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;towards me. I did utilize this opportunity well enough. I took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a quick glance at it. It was white in color. Very fare it was .just at this second I heard a loud scream. Oh no! It was my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sister. She wanted me to return and play with her. I had forgotten all about our game. By this loud scream the goat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;almost got numb with fear and ran down the street for its life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-3593278406636526479?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3593278406636526479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3593278406636526479' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3593278406636526479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3593278406636526479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/visitor.html' title='A Visitor'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVoujRyZXAI/AAAAAAAAArA/2JCFucZuQ38/s72-c/Tagged+White+Goat+106_0687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-2675464405586471831</id><published>2008-12-24T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:51:18.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVLYiVMafgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/_NYFwjAzWnw/s1600-h/ChristmasNativity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVLYiVMafgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/_NYFwjAzWnw/s400/ChristmasNativity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283523397175377410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas and Prosperous New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8281564243622317631-2675464405586471831?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/2675464405586471831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=2675464405586471831' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2675464405586471831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2675464405586471831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-prosperous-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVLYiVMafgI/AAAAAAAAAqI/_NYFwjAzWnw/s72-c/ChristmasNativity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5431786609865297653</id><published>2008-12-23T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:47:01.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In My Hands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Some days ago I had seen a humming bird nest on a plant in my backyard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It had made its nest in a calm dry edge where the rain could not extend its wet hands. The bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;had made it such a way that there was a roof like thing above. I never did v&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVHMuJI05XI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PeDzS2sSLn8/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVHMuJI05XI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PeDzS2sSLn8/s320/DSC00361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283228930981291378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enture to look inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;the nest whether there were eggs or not. But soon I had an opportunity to see it though sadly.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Today morning I went to watch the nest but I was not able to see it hang on the plant. But I saw it on the ground .Oh! It had fallen down. How painful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I gently took the nest and looked inside. There were two little brown eggs. Thank God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;they were not broken. My next step was to hang it safely again so that the bird can hatch&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;its lovely eggs. I bought a rope, very strong one and tied the nest to another strong branch. I was afraid whether the mother bird would return to its nest. But to my surprise the bird came and got into its nest happily and thankfully looked at me. I became proud of myself for helping the bird out form the misery and the bird gave me a thankful smile as a reward.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: -27pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I think I had made the nest more comfortable for the bird because as it was with a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;rope that I had tied the nest swayed to the breeze like a cradle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I am looking forward the eggs to hatch into beautiful humming birds!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.75in 0.0001pt -1.25in;"&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/8281564243622317631-5431786609865297653?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5431786609865297653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5431786609865297653' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5431786609865297653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5431786609865297653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-in-my-hands.html' title='Life In My Hands!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SVHMuJI05XI/AAAAAAAAAqA/PeDzS2sSLn8/s72-c/DSC00361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-531909238624404412</id><published>2008-12-20T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:45:08.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Sweet  Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Sorry……… I was not able to upload for the past few days because I was very busy with my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;exams. One more exam is got to finish this Monday then I would be free for my X’mas holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;        Today I spend most of my time plucking the mangoes. There are a lot of mangoes in our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SU2C-3iCu6I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CRcGk1eacC4/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SU2C-3iCu6I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CRcGk1eacC4/s320/DSC00443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282021954545695650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mango tree. But they are not ripe though we had to pluck the mangoes because the people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;passing by the road pluck it. And they sometimes do throw stones to get one. Once our window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pane had broken so. So we &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;always are very careful about that. It is very difficult to pluck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mangoes from the tree because it is too high. Usually we attach the net to a long bamboo stick to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pluck mangoes though the bamboo stick is too heavy to carry. Anyway I somehow managed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pluck some mangoes with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;    Very &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;delicious it is to eat unripe mangoes with salt and chilly powder. It is so delicious and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;very spicy too. Have a try with this combination. You would never forget &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;its spicy and delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I am glad to have such a mango tree because every season I gets enough mangoes though&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mango season is summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How sweet………………..&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/8281564243622317631-531909238624404412?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/531909238624404412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=531909238624404412' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/531909238624404412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/531909238624404412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweet-day.html' title='A  Sweet  Day!'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SU2C-3iCu6I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CRcGk1eacC4/s72-c/DSC00443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7880833721930188954</id><published>2008-12-13T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:38:34.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bright Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two days back I was studying almost about seven in the evening. My studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;was very much disturbed because a group of my neighbors were talking very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;loudly. So I just tried to look them through the window and mak&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SUORPUsSWkI/AAAAAAAAAmg/g7_CyPBNelg/s1600-h/2062681317_a1ecc6db59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SUORPUsSWkI/AAAAAAAAAmg/g7_CyPBNelg/s320/2062681317_a1ecc6db59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279222880646879810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e out why they&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;were talking so much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wow ! it was so beautiful. There I saw one house glowing in the dark. they had&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;lighted the whole house with “diyas”. As usual I ran out with my camera to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;capture this sight. my neighbor was very happy to see me take photo of &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;their&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;house and so she was very interested to lend some information to me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told that it was one Thrikkartika day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; that they light their house with “diyas”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;In detail Thrikkarthika the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;important function among Brahmins (a division of Hindu’s,a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;caste).Thrikkarthika is defined as the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Festival of Lights.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Then she invited me into main hall of their house and showed som&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SURuStez6UI/AAAAAAAAAmw/9XdfD722PuY/s1600-h/twfty+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SURuStez6UI/AAAAAAAAAmw/9XdfD722PuY/s200/twfty+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279465930910591298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;preparations which they had kept for their God and some lanterns. This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;preparation included banana and some other things like avil, malar ect . she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;told that according to their custom at any hindu festivals they keep such a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;preparation before their God “Ganapathy” and only after that they would eat .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;After some time I came back home and I also thanked here for sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;information.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe this made her very happy that she came gave that food preparation to us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yumm…. It &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was very sweet and tasty.&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&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/8281564243622317631-7880833721930188954?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7880833721930188954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7880833721930188954' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7880833721930188954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7880833721930188954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/bright-night.html' title='A Bright Night'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SUORPUsSWkI/AAAAAAAAAmg/g7_CyPBNelg/s72-c/2062681317_a1ecc6db59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-2297055290403646746</id><published>2008-12-09T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:00:30.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Change  Awaiting !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Some days ago I had seen a caterpillar move about my walls. I thought of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;throwing it away because its spines can cause irritation where ever it gets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;once this had happen to me when I was very small. I was not at all ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ST8GZA-nuEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/F235BJcdAnA/s1600-h/twfty+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ST8GZA-nuEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/F235BJcdAnA/s200/twfty+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277944315130656834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;le t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;o move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my hand because its spines where pricking on to my hand. I still remember that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Later I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;forgot about throwing the caterpillar out. This caterpillar was not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;so beautiful though it was black. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Soon I saw some yarn like structure in that place. I guessed&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;it was the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;caterpillar’s cocoon. But this cocoon did not have a specific shape. It was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;much like a spider web and inside it I saw the caterpillar hid&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ST8GZ7Lq48I/AAAAAAAAAlY/bZpmv_IGeGo/s1600-h/twfty+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ST8GZ7Lq48I/AAAAAAAAAlY/bZpmv_IGeGo/s200/twfty+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277944330754646978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e like a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;robber.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;As days passed I was very anxious to know the caterpillar’s development .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;now a great change had happened&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Today as I looked forward I saw some orange color in the cocoon. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I guessed &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it to be the caterpillar’s wings. Hope it to be so.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;There is much more in stock for me. I believe so. Just need to wait for a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;few days. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-2297055290403646746?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/2297055290403646746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=2297055290403646746' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2297055290403646746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2297055290403646746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/change-awaiting.html' title='A  Change  Awaiting !'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/ST8GZA-nuEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/F235BJcdAnA/s72-c/twfty+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-6298200386169403229</id><published>2008-12-07T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:05:07.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Delicious Noon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My mom made kheer as today was her birthday. Have you drank one? it is very sweet and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STyczgvACAI/AAAAAAAAAlA/XP3IbEyMiqU/s1600-h/twfty+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STyczgvACAI/AAAAAAAAAlA/XP3IbEyMiqU/s200/twfty+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265272145709058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;delicious. In them there are some that tastes extraordinary. One such is “palada” my favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and my mom just had made that one. How exiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then she kept an order that I should only have it after lunch. The reason &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;behind this was&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;won’t eat any thing for lunch if I had something before it. She always places such orders often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How would you feel if something delicious is kept before you and you are not expected to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that? So bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My tongue was slipping to the kitchen but my mom stood as a guard there. What could I do to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have it? Then the idea struck me of having the lunch very early so I would be able to have the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STycz-gEG6I/AAAAAAAAAlI/hWwc39n5n7A/s1600-h/twfty+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STycz-gEG6I/AAAAAAAAAlI/hWwc39n5n7A/s200/twfty+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265280136125346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kheer early too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I had my lunch about eleven and ran out to take the kheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yumm….. it was so delicious. My sister also ran to have it. Even one minute did not take to finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the kheer .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know that every thing will be so good if you have something after testing your patience. So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;did this one too…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&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/8281564243622317631-6298200386169403229?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/6298200386169403229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=6298200386169403229' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6298200386169403229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6298200386169403229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/delicious-noon.html' title='A  Delicious Noon'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STyczgvACAI/AAAAAAAAAlA/XP3IbEyMiqU/s72-c/twfty+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-7379390551315078839</id><published>2008-12-06T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:12:04.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A coconut day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: -45pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today at morning as I woke up I saw my grandfather come with a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STqx2iksRNI/AAAAAAAAAi8/5bRvSpKmzwQ/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STqx2iksRNI/AAAAAAAAAi8/5bRvSpKmzwQ/s200/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276725463969711314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: -45pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ma          He was a coconut tree climber.&lt;br /&gt; In   our region coconuts are very important. Almost all homes had&lt;br /&gt;coconut trees and in all our food preparations coconut does a major part.&lt;br /&gt;Eating a tender coconut  was    very delicious and different from eating ordinary coconut. The coconut trees are always very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tall   so we can’t pluck the coconuts just with our hands. Usually there are many people who take&lt;br /&gt;climbing these trees as their work. Often such people ask high wages too. Really this is a very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dangerous as well as a risky work. One such man was this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He climbed up the tree and put them on to the ground. “Thud” the coconut fall down with a loud&lt;br /&gt;sound. Any way coconuts won’t break because it has a thick spongy coating outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STqx29vVumI/AAAAAAAAAjE/k8a3oCSY7xE/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STqx29vVumI/AAAAAAAAAjE/k8a3oCSY7xE/s200/DSC00389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276725471262128738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;protects it. After a while the man came down. Then I and my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;young sister piled the coconuts up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and our mother packed them into the sacks for storing. All this work was very interesting and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;exiting. After this excitement some thing very special awaited us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at the end. All to gather we got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;four sacks full of lovely coconuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How exiting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &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/8281564243622317631-7379390551315078839?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/7379390551315078839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=7379390551315078839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7379390551315078839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/7379390551315078839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/coconut-day.html' title='A coconut day'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STqx2iksRNI/AAAAAAAAAi8/5bRvSpKmzwQ/s72-c/DSC00388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-5947596161167335536</id><published>2008-12-05T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:53:47.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good life skill</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Every Friday we have life skill classes. It was put on the last two class hours. We&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;always wondered what we were up to do. Often we went to places like news paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; office, post office etc to learn some thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STnKusOSuzI/AAAAAAAAAik/ubtItlP0y10/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STnKusOSuzI/AAAAAAAAAik/ubtItlP0y10/s200/DSC00387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276471341935147826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;s which were different. Even though we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;did not enjoy this too much, tod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;ay’s class was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;It was a surprise that we were told to make eco friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pens. To make one is very simple. You just need to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a color paper, wrap it around the pen’s refill tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then likewise make a cap out of paper. That’s all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;simple to do. But if you want it beautiful and creative it would take some time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my mind filled I took all what was required to make.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STnKvGjxo-I/AAAAAAAAAis/AgFhInjXmZg/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STnKvGjxo-I/AAAAAAAAAis/AgFhInjXmZg/s200/DSC00385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276471349004575714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I tried on it hardly. It took me some time to finish though I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; a neat beautiful pen, while others were trying hard on it. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was very excited about this because rarely such things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;happen to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So I bought my pen on to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;blog so that you can value my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creativity. What about it?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Good luck ^-^&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/8281564243622317631-5947596161167335536?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/5947596161167335536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=5947596161167335536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5947596161167335536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/5947596161167335536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-life-skill.html' title='A Good life skill'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STnKusOSuzI/AAAAAAAAAik/ubtItlP0y10/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3730139009119431321</id><published>2008-12-04T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:34:03.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry  Burry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had to go to the school at &lt;st1:time hour="7" minute="15"&gt;7.15 am&lt;/st1:time&gt;. So I wake up at &lt;st1:time hour="6" minute="0"&gt;6.00 am&lt;/st1:time&gt;. Usually I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;spend a little time for my blog. Today morning I was very much involved in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the computer that I forgot to note the time. Time passed by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STpU2IsjcJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kqEgr8p-Xfo/s1600-h/dogs-understand-words-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STpU2IsjcJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kqEgr8p-Xfo/s200/dogs-understand-words-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276623202441982098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;remembered of time. Then it was all hurry. I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not even eat any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ng nor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;did I comb my hair. I just put on my bag and ran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to the bus stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the road I saw man with his dog. As soon as I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saw the dog, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;reduced my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;speed and tried on walking. Just as we were to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cross, the dog leaped over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me with its mouth open. I screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The dog licked me all around. Then the man dragged the dog and went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;away. Now I had to clean myself . How could I? Only thing I can do was to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;run to the bus stop as fast as I could. Thank God. I just got my school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bus…………&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/8281564243622317631-3730139009119431321?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3730139009119431321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3730139009119431321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3730139009119431321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3730139009119431321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-had-to-go-to-school-at-7.html' title='Hurry  Burry'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STpU2IsjcJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/kqEgr8p-Xfo/s72-c/dogs-understand-words-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-6598751684829381872</id><published>2008-12-03T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:07:24.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attractive Magnets......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At night we went for purchasing some goods for home. We bought some vegetables&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STcs-ytCFGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LVINRIA-3D0/s1600-h/Magnetic-Singing-Rattle-Snake-Egg-Magnets-YHMT-001-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STcs-ytCFGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LVINRIA-3D0/s200/Magnetic-Singing-Rattle-Snake-Egg-Magnets-YHMT-001-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275734945761989730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;articles. And there were very beautiful magnets in that super&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;market but those were very costly. Anyone would try to touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;their smooth surface and see. So did I. I took four them and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;kept them back. But any how my mind was aspiring of it. After our&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; purchase we paid the bill and came back home. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;For opening the locked door I took the key, which was right there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;in my hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What a gift !&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Two magnets were sticking on to my key chain. Anyway I had not stolen them! But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;those were kind to me . Now I can use them for decorating my refrigerator. How cool………&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8281564243622317631-6598751684829381872?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/6598751684829381872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=6598751684829381872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6598751684829381872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/6598751684829381872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/attractive-magnets.html' title='Attractive Magnets......'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STcs-ytCFGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/LVINRIA-3D0/s72-c/Magnetic-Singing-Rattle-Snake-Egg-Magnets-YHMT-001-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3377715126146556793</id><published>2008-12-02T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:51:47.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More  About  The  Smiling  Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Today the smiling moon was the main talk in all mouths. All news papers circulated this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;news. And I tried to gather more about this unusual happening. One of my friends told me that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; such an arrangement only happens once in hundred years. Any way there is every chance that&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STVd5cq0dRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/MCQFkDr_s4I/s1600-h/tftftt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STVd5cq0dRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/MCQFkDr_s4I/s200/tftftt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225780064122130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this notion is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had told you that those eyes resembled planets .Yes! It was Jupiter and Venus. How exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that I was able to see such a wonder with my own eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of my teacher told that today night too this smile will be visible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But this was a vain promise. Anyway I saw Jupiter, Venus as well as the moon too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; But in a different way, the moon was sad. What a disappointment……..&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/8281564243622317631-3377715126146556793?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3377715126146556793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3377715126146556793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3377715126146556793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3377715126146556793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-about-smiling-moon.html' title='More  About  The  Smiling  Moon'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STVd5cq0dRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/MCQFkDr_s4I/s72-c/tftftt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-4536087495218579921</id><published>2008-12-01T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:56:07.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;oday I was in the wonder what I could present before you. But the solution got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;closer to me as the night fall. And what I have for you is something very unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today by seven I got a strange telephone call from my friend. She was in a hurry and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asked me to look out for the sky. “Something is very special for you there” She told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What could I find in the night sky? May be a planet or a shooting star. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I ran out with joy to view the hidden surprise in the night sky. Nothing c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STSVkXt_5vI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LqTOlcTtRCs/s1600-h/moon+smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STSVkXt_5vI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LqTOlcTtRCs/s200/moon+smiling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275005515632469746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ould I find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;except for some twinkling stars as a tall building stood before me hiding the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I just walk out a little distance on the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow! Great. I saw a smiling face looking at me. It was non other than &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;our moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with twinkling stars as its eyes. I ran to take my camera and I tried to take some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exiting shorts for you and these are what I got. Seeing my hurry a person walking by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;informed me that this was just shown in the news channel. Anyway later I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another information that the eyes of the smiling face was not stars but planets!&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/8281564243622317631-4536087495218579921?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/4536087495218579921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=4536087495218579921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4536087495218579921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/4536087495218579921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/12/smiling-moon.html' title='Smiling Moon'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STSVkXt_5vI/AAAAAAAAAh0/LqTOlcTtRCs/s72-c/moon+smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-3433108648718533301</id><published>2008-11-30T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:55:38.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Papaya Splendor !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;From the day break I was very excited to take photos for my blog. This is what I have for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had planted a papaya plant long before. Often I got ripe ones and some times too many that it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;overfilled our tummy. But some thing was so special about this papaya. I did just go to take some&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STLEyjAComI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vDYOhDhKBWA/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STLEyjAComI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vDYOhDhKBWA/s200/DSC00355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274494486272189026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; photos from my garden. Then by chance I saw a ripe papaya. Usually ripe papayas get eaten by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;birds but this one was safe. I was not tall enough to reach that high. So I took a long stick and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gave it a jerk. Then it fell rather good if you catch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it or else you would be dipped with its juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes! This was a small one just what I needed. I ran inside to cut it into halves. I ate one half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;delicious it was .have you eaten one? If yes you would find it very much watery. I knew t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STLEzEH_cQI/AAAAAAAAAhU/rQP47CgAQ_o/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STLEzEH_cQI/AAAAAAAAAhU/rQP47CgAQ_o/s200/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274494495163904258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hat no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one would eat the other half because all of them hated it. That was what I wanted so that I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;finish the delicious fruit all by myself. But bad luck. Even my sister who hated ate it in one gulp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway not a matter at all many more are there which would ripe soon. You can see those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;unripe ones. I would wait for that day to come, and then I would not even cut them into halves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No No I won’t show it to them at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&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/8281564243622317631-3433108648718533301?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/3433108648718533301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=3433108648718533301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3433108648718533301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/3433108648718533301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/11/papaya-splendor.html' title='A Papaya Splendor !'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STLEyjAComI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vDYOhDhKBWA/s72-c/DSC00355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281564243622317631.post-2101935889794302568</id><published>2008-11-29T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:17:04.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A    STRANGE  DAY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes, today I thought of writing something for all of you. I hope you have seen my other blogs .You would all give your valuable comments to me cause it is actually those that appreciates me a lot. Wound you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;oday for me it was a lazy day. I had sports day in my school. It would be too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;bad to stand under the burning sun and do "march past" . This is an evil to all of us .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;No way to escape unless you sit at home to your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;hearts content. So me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STFuS5o3IPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8gEQ_Kn0978/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274117909616468210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STFuS5o3IPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8gEQ_Kn0978/s200/DSC00347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; …..sat at home enjoying .It would be rather good if only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;there was no Sunday school exam tomorrow. Any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;way I had to study else it would be a shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;for my grandfather as he was much famous among our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;locality . All this was a great fuss. Any way the nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;was kind on me. It rained so that the hot climate and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;my lovely head turned cool. It was very cozy out side. Ha! Just what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;You just have to sit outside and have a cup of tea . Soon you would be better . I should to make my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;mother sit like wise as she was very angry from the day break itself . So see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;you tomorrow ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have a nice day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; MARGIN-LEFT: -81pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8281564243622317631-2101935889794302568?l=atoz100.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/feeds/2101935889794302568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8281564243622317631&amp;postID=2101935889794302568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2101935889794302568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8281564243622317631/posts/default/2101935889794302568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atoz100.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-thought-of-st-i-thought-of-starting.html' title='A    STRANGE  DAY !'/><author><name>Femin Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06261731875448040555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/SLgYhsNMlpI/AAAAAAAAABY/aXtxshXy5H4/S220/498488359489849d50d4f9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRHyDLnGwC4/STFuS5o3IPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8gEQ_Kn0978/s72-c/DSC00347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
