<?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-19828218</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:54:04.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones in love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-114189505541537015</id><published>2006-03-09T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:04:15.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to solve another puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; here you go solve this puzzle                                   time alloted :1 min&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;No issues can take more time too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Continue this sequence in a logical way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    M    T    W    T   _    _   _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.Correct this formula with a single stroke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5  +  5  + 5  = 550&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please write anything here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   _______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Draw a rectangle with 3 lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-114189505541537015?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/114189505541537015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=114189505541537015' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/114189505541537015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/114189505541537015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-to-solve-another-puzzle.html' title='Time to solve another puzzle'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-114164103850284526</id><published>2006-03-06T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T02:30:38.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Mudhumalai</title><content type='html'>What an amazing time it was at mudhumalai, 18 of us in 5 different cars left to mudhumalai, lucky me, my sis and bro-in-law had to accompany me , but they dropped their plan at the last moment, and it was only myself and finacee in our car, all 16 were couples (married) :( sad me only engaged but still enjoyed, 1st ever i have seen my fiancee so calm and smiling and all caring , it started raining when we left bangalore, but still managed to reach there in time, rested for a while and started for a awesome safari, though we didnot see many animals but enjoyed the weather, it was 5.30 in the evening, wat a sight that was to see,all greenary with romantic breeze blowing all tensions away, me busy clicking snaps of birds and animals and my fiancee busy clicking my snaps. Not to forget wonderful lunch, and still didnot get bored of nature, woke up early to enjoy the sunrise with the welcoming birds and as soon as i came out of my room , i found a peacock rite out my cottage,  We left mudhumalai at 1.00 came to mysore , had a glance at the palace and st.Philomenas church and reached banagalore by 10.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thanks to anwin , who gave me the contact persons number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-114164103850284526?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/114164103850284526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=114164103850284526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/114164103850284526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/114164103850284526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/03/trip-to-mudhumalai.html' title='Trip to Mudhumalai'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113991604447273251</id><published>2006-02-14T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T03:20:44.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY</title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO ALL OF YOU   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for all who are planning to propose&lt;br /&gt;Think again for all who have decided to propose&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all who have already fallen for the trap&lt;br /&gt;nothing much possible for all engaged ones( including me) neither we are alive nor dead&lt;br /&gt;thats your fate for all married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but each stage of these have something to enjoy and learn . Try your best too&lt;br /&gt;Coz LOVE is&lt;br /&gt;for the memories of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;for the happiness of today&lt;br /&gt;and for the promise of tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113991604447273251?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113991604447273251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113991604447273251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113991604447273251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113991604447273251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINES DAY'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113768713503554670</id><published>2006-01-19T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T08:12:15.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>I am a surprise guest, People hate me , but i gather all the near and dear ones under one roof,no one knows when i come, even after i come they dont realise that i have come, i show no partiality , i vist all age, caste, creed and race, i care a damn about distance, and i believe i am immortal.I visit every one but only once.. people curse me for doing my job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113768713503554670?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113768713503554670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113768713503554670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113768713503554670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113768713503554670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113751524468795429</id><published>2006-01-17T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T08:27:24.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLUTION FOR THE PUZZLE</title><content type='html'>Ans:-  3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man had to reply the  number of characters in the word the Doorman&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should have replied  "Three" instead of "Five".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet u'll read the  question again....&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113751524468795429?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113751524468795429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113751524468795429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113751524468795429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113751524468795429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/01/solution-for-puzzle.html' title='SOLUTION FOR THE PUZZLE'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113741246047423992</id><published>2006-01-16T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T03:54:20.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Checkthis cool  puzzle..... and post ur guesses now..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A man wanted to enter an  exclusive club but did not know the password&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;was required. He waited by the  door and listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A club member knocked on  the door and the doorman said, "twelve." The&lt;br /&gt;member replied, "six " and was let  in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second member came to  the door and the doorman said, "six." The&lt;br /&gt;member&lt;br /&gt;replied, "three" and was let  in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man thought he had  heard enough and walked up to the door. The&lt;br /&gt;doorman&lt;br /&gt;said ,"ten" and the man  replied, "five."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was not let in.  What should have he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comon al , put on y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont search for ans, post ur comments let see who gets it correct, solution for puzzle inthe next post....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113741246047423992?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113741246047423992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113741246047423992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113741246047423992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113741246047423992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/01/cool-puzzle.html' title='cool puzzle'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113708309321806144</id><published>2006-01-12T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T08:24:53.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is not smothering&lt;br /&gt;Or a clinging vine&lt;br /&gt;It's trusting and needing&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is not holding&lt;br /&gt;The reins too tight&lt;br /&gt;It's knowing to let go&lt;br /&gt;That you will be allright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a bird in a cage&lt;br /&gt;You will never learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;If I hold on for dear life&lt;br /&gt;You'll wither and die&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings, my love&lt;br /&gt;Reach for the moon&lt;br /&gt;Like a morning red rose&lt;br /&gt;Coming in bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is not demanding&lt;br /&gt;Or having my way&lt;br /&gt;It's giving and taking&lt;br /&gt;And sharing your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;is not thinking&lt;br /&gt;Only of myself&lt;br /&gt;Or squeezing and grasping&lt;br /&gt;Until nothing is left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a bird in a cage&lt;br /&gt;You'll never learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;If I hold on for dear life&lt;br /&gt;You'll wither and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--Linda Hill &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/19828218-113708309321806144?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113708309321806144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113708309321806144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113708309321806144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113708309321806144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/01/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113680581906913392</id><published>2006-01-09T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T03:23:39.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Birthdays Came About</title><content type='html'>Thousands of years ago birthdays were considered a time when the bad spirits as opposed to the good spirits were able to harm you as this day changed a person's life. It was believed that the only way to keep the bad spirits at bay was to have your friends and family around you so that their good wishes and present giving would keep them at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Also noisemakers are thought to be used at parties as a way of scaring away the evil spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The custom of lighting candles originated with people believing that the gods lived in the sky and by lighting candles and torches they were sending a signal or prayer to the gods so they they could be answered. When you blow out the candles and make a wish this is another way of sending a signal and a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      This is how the way we celebrate our birthday came about. But different cultures celebrate in different&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113680581906913392?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113680581906913392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113680581906913392' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113680581906913392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113680581906913392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-birthdays-came-about.html' title='How Birthdays Came About'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113655453656857485</id><published>2006-01-06T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:35:36.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Share critical credit always</title><content type='html'>A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her&lt;br /&gt; shower &amp; the doorbell rings.&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds of arguing over who should go and answer the&lt;br /&gt;doorbell,&lt;br /&gt; the wife gives up, quickly wraps herself up in a towel and runs&lt;br /&gt; downstairs.&lt;br /&gt; When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next door neighbor.&lt;br /&gt; Before she says a word,&lt;br /&gt; Bob says, "I'll give you $ 800 just to drop that towel that you have&lt;br /&gt;on".&lt;br /&gt; After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel&lt;br /&gt; and stands naked in front of Bob.&lt;br /&gt; Bob has a close look at her for a few seconds, hands over $800 and&lt;br /&gt; quietly leaves.&lt;br /&gt; Confused, but excited about her good fortune,&lt;br /&gt; the woman wraps back up in the towel and goes upstairs.&lt;br /&gt; When she gets back to the bathroom,&lt;br /&gt; her husband asks from the shower "Who was that?"&lt;br /&gt; "It was Bob the next door neighbour," she replies.&lt;br /&gt; "Great," the husband says, "did he say anything about the $! 800 he owes&lt;br /&gt; me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; MORAL OF THE STORY:&lt;br /&gt; Share critical credit information with your stakeholders&lt;br /&gt; to prevent avoidable exposure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113655453656857485?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113655453656857485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113655453656857485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113655453656857485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113655453656857485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2006/01/share-critical-credit-always.html' title='Share critical credit always'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113508151161700847</id><published>2005-12-20T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T04:25:11.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do we name this gasconade, vainglory,boastfulness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"accident i write only about men"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz a girl who works for a reputed MNC was raped by a driver , all medias are busy with that, do we read anything about the orphan girl who is raped by her neighbour, do they cover about a dalit raped by her own brother,or do we atleast know how many HIV positive are there in this world, atleast this country or atleast our state , forget all atleast our neighbours ,&lt;br /&gt;and because a girl is raped today we have rules coming up saying women not suppose to work night shifts , but what was the girls behaviour towards the driver , Y not anyother girl and only she... and today if there is rule which says women should not work late night, wat if a man is murdered , WILL THERE NOT BE ANY NIGHT SHIFTS AT ALL?&lt;br /&gt;foolish ideas like need a gril in the cab btwn the drivers seat and employees, or door to be locked when the employees get down or a security , does that mean driver will not rape if there is a security wat if both of them rape together?&lt;br /&gt;most foolish idea no women to work in the second shift, does that mean no one can rape a women in the daylight and can be done only after  dusk,&lt;br /&gt;Do we call this selfishness,vainglory,boastfulness,gasconade,or foolishness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113508151161700847?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113508151161700847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113508151161700847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113508151161700847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113508151161700847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-do-we-name-this-gasconade.html' title='How do we name this gasconade, vainglory,boastfulness?'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113456235896431386</id><published>2005-12-14T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T04:12:38.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys' Rule</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; The Guys' Rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At last one of my friend helped me in jotting all the rules which he and his friends think is true Finally, the guys' side of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I must admit, it's pretty good.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We always hear "the rules"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the female side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are our rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please note.. these are all numbered "1"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ON PURPOSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Men ARE not mind readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or the changing of the tides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Ask for what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let us be clear on this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Subtle hints do not work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just say it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That's what we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem . See a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or tell us how you want it done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not! A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or golf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not sure if this is true but this is all I could gather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113456235896431386?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113456235896431386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113456235896431386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113456235896431386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113456235896431386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/2005/12/guys-rule.html' title='Guys&apos; Rule'/><author><name>Veronica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18244897508001312940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19828218.post-113447591844052047</id><published>2005-12-13T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T05:16:17.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones in LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;A verison of love which a Guy trys to express his Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were only 5 years  old, I said  I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;U asked What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 15 years old, I said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;U blushed , u looked down and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 20 years old, I said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;U put your head on my shoulders, and hold my hand, afraid that i might disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When y0u were 25 years old, I said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You prepare break fast , serve it in front of me, and kiss my forehead and said u better be quick it is going to be late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 30 years old, I said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;If you really love me, please come back early after work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 40 years old, I said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;you were cleaning the table, you said ok dear, but  it is time to help our child with his or her revision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 50 years old , I said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;you were knitting and you laughed at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 60 years old , I again said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You smiled at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 70 years old, I said I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sitting on the rocking chair with our glasses on...I'm reading your love, letter that you sent me 50 years ago, with our hands crossing together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you were 80 years old, U said U Love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I didnt say anything , but cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;That day must be the happiest day of my life , Because U said "U LOVE Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19828218-113447591844052047?l=darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkangelsrhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/113447591844052047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19828218&amp;postID=113447591844052047' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113447591844052047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19828218/posts/default/113447591844052047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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