<?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-8368586999533312002</id><updated>2012-01-28T23:10:03.213-08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Room for Romance'/><category term='Love Hurts'/><category term='Feeling'/><category term='sad'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='Grand Parents'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Article ship'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Fiction- yeh Dooriyaan'/><category term='Teenage Crush'/><category term='Novel'/><category term='bird'/><category term='Guest Post'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='C.A.'/><category term='Acrostic'/><category 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term='Poem'/><category term='Exam'/><category term='dedication'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='OOS'/><category term='Adios'/><category term='Direct Dil se'/><category term='Hurt'/><category term='Heart vs Mind'/><category term='Question'/><category term='Inspirational'/><category term='Orkut'/><category term='Time'/><category term='Missing'/><category term='Positive Attitude'/><category term='Social Issue'/><category term='College Life'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Surprise'/><title type='text'>My Feelings, My Love, My Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6675153970405983479</id><published>2012-01-24T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T06:27:06.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prompt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Tea for two :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If I could invite anybody for 'tea for two' today it would undoubtedly be &lt;u&gt;with my prince&lt;/u&gt;" w&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;hom i love a lot and who loves me too. It would be great when we will be together. I would blush and he would simply smile. I can imagine his cute face smiling in front of me. He would&amp;nbsp;continuously&amp;nbsp;look into my eyes and I would look here and there due to shyness. My heart would beat at much faster rate than normal. And we will talk very less rather I. He would call me "Princess" and my smile wont stop. I would try to see his love for me in his eyes without noticing him and he would catch me while doing so. Then he would say " I Love You my Princess" and I would reply back with a sweet smile "I Love you too ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;P.S: Thanks to&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://justamotheroftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Preeti Shenoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for giving such a beautiful opportunity. I wish all the good luck for your upcoming novel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_473815159"&gt;Tea for two(and a piece of cake)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flipkart.com/books/8184002793?affid=atupuigmai"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PzscKlnvEdk/Tx6J7JMWnTI/AAAAAAAABYU/1vSpXKDWL8k/s1600/Tea-for-two_Banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="114" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PzscKlnvEdk/Tx6J7JMWnTI/AAAAAAAABYU/1vSpXKDWL8k/s320/Tea-for-two_Banner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6675153970405983479?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6675153970405983479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6675153970405983479&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6675153970405983479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6675153970405983479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/tea-for-two.html' title='Tea for two :)'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PzscKlnvEdk/Tx6J7JMWnTI/AAAAAAAABYU/1vSpXKDWL8k/s72-c/Tea-for-two_Banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5299781464952106292</id><published>2012-01-22T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T05:16:59.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Lost Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the journey of life or journey of virtual world, to be precise, I met so many people in last four years. I was close with very few of them. And except two, none of them are in touch with me now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I left few, few left me. But I am amazed after noticing that each one of them reads my blog. Thanks to &lt;b&gt;Live Traffic Feed&lt;/b&gt; for the information.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really feel good that even though our friendship doesn't last for ever, i made small space in their heart. Thanks for still remembering me. Sometimes, I do recall the time i shared with them but I am feeling happy to say that i don't miss them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just wanna say that &lt;b&gt;"I enjoyed with you and I moved without you :)"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5299781464952106292?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5299781464952106292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5299781464952106292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5299781464952106292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5299781464952106292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost-friends.html' title='Lost Friends'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5378421414735358006</id><published>2012-01-21T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T05:34:32.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Attitude'/><title type='text'>Just a Thought 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be good at your part and rest leave on God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never ask questions like "Why me? " &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One day you will come to know the reason behind his act.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And that time you would only be able to say few words i.e.&lt;b&gt; "Thank You God" :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5378421414735358006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5378421414735358006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-thought-25.html' title='Just a Thought 25'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2682570005792335489</id><published>2012-01-20T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:28:35.861-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;He is my life..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But he is missing in my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;#longdistancerelationship&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2682570005792335489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2682570005792335489&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2682570005792335489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2682570005792335489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/late-night-creation-19.html' title='Late Night Creation 19'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5404864464261751864</id><published>2012-01-16T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:48:09.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Sleepless Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3 at night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;feeling an urge to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This sleepless night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And the pain in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Both doesn't create any noise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But hurts a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S: I wrote this one night when i was unable to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5404864464261751864?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5404864464261751864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5404864464261751864&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5404864464261751864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5404864464261751864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless Night'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5065700508047828816</id><published>2012-01-14T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T06:43:47.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Dreamy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like every other girl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw a dream..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dream to have my prince charming..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After waiting for so long..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He came...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My life changed..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fake smile turned into real one..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shattered dreams were once again alive..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was walking with him happily..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am walking with him happily..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And i'll walk with him happily for the rest of my life ;) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5065700508047828816?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5065700508047828816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5065700508047828816&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5065700508047828816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5065700508047828816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/dreamy.html' title='Dreamy'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1299859562499663300</id><published>2012-01-12T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:57:32.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>When heart silently cries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When heart silently cries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing seems all right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pain remains inside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Face gives fake smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tears refuse to roll out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scars remain for ever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1299859562499663300?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1299859562499663300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1299859562499663300&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1299859562499663300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1299859562499663300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-heart-silently-cries.html' title='When heart silently cries'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5010136571342511591</id><published>2012-01-11T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T05:50:53.274-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Story'/><title type='text'>Life with turns and twists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pre Script: I got this e-mail/ story of a boy. I felt that i am too small to give any opinion on this so &amp;nbsp;thought to share it with you all. What is your opinion friends?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Life has given and taken lot of precious moments. Sarthak was in school. He was popular for his sports and his friends. He was very emotional to all his friends and  always backed tham up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He had a best friend named Bhumi. She was the most beautiful girl around &amp;amp; whole school was after her. Her father was a commissioner. But she liked Sarthak  because of his honesty &amp;amp; innocence. They came very close as best friends and starting depending on each other. Sarthak was allowed at her place and she was too. She came rather more close to sarthak's parents then him. Bhumi would visit Sarthak's place very often and talked with his mom for hours, cook with her &amp;amp; would always tell her why are you not my mom ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now Sarthak started loving her best friend. He named her DG ( dream girl ). Bhumi always knew what Sarthak thinks of her as she was the best friend. Sarthak never had to face the world for her but didn't have enough guts to express his feeling for her. She indirectly asked him many times as she also liked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She took him on the beach walk, she sat for hours alone in train and asked him many many times &lt;i&gt;'Sarthak why don't you say what you have in your mind'&lt;/i&gt;. But Sarthak just ignored all of that.             Meanwhile the rest of the friends were unhappy for Sarthak and Bhumi coming close as friend because of jealousy. Fake email accounts were made, fake messenger ids and many other situation trembled the relationship between Sarthak &amp;amp; Bhumi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sarthak suspected Bhumi with someone else and Bhumi was shattered &amp;amp; broken by this. When Sarthak came to know he was wrong he could not forgive himself.            School life was completed and Bhumi cried for nights and asked God why?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And Sarthak asked himself why ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sarthak could not take the ignorance and distance from Bhumi, he left the city and shifted to&amp;nbsp;Bangalore&amp;nbsp;for further studies. He left the city but he never left the memories and good times spent. Sarthak approached many many times to talk to her but she insulted and ignored him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She always said Sarthak I wished it could have been any other person but not you for doubting me. He use to bribe the security everyday for keeping college computer lab open&amp;nbsp;in spite&amp;nbsp;of knowing that she is not going to reply on messenger. He waited almost everyday from night to morning in just to see that icon of Hiiii back on screen on messenger.            After few years Bhumi came to know about the reality. She came to know the boundaries of dirtiness and proper game plan for spoiling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;and came close to Sarthak again. Now he was not interested to stay a day in Banglore anymore. But he was not allowed by his DG(dream girl). And Sarthak and Bhumi were more then friends sweet relationship.         Life was beautiful. They did not want anything else from life now. Again something went wrong between than and old friends got their revenge back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sarthak went Australia for masters. But he knew he could forget breathing but not her. After masters Sarthak came back to india.             He belongs to conservative family &amp;amp; his parents had many family social issues. So Sarthak had the circumstances to marry someone in the same caste for his parents pride.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sarthak in spite of being in love with Bhumi had to marry someone else for the caste problems.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now it is 4 years since Sarthak is married but still there is not a day when he would not think of Bhumi. Bhumi is still single. Sarthak does not have a successful married life. His wife has so many questions but Sarthak has no answer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One day Sarthak saw Bhumi again and got stunned &amp;amp; amazed and was speechless. Bhumi was the same. They both were in their cars at 10.30  night. Sarthak followed her car. Now she knew whose car was behind her. She slowed down her car and they both were driving round and round in the city. Next Sarthak waited the same time then again same thing happened.  Now he is married but always loves Bhumi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where does the life take him ? If he continues to stay with his wife he would do a world of injustice to her for not loving her for the rest of her life. If Sarthak leaves his wife what would happen to Sarthak's parents ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5010136571342511591?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5010136571342511591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5010136571342511591&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5010136571342511591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5010136571342511591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-with-turns-and-twists.html' title='Life with turns and twists'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8908248672720190658</id><published>2012-01-05T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T06:02:53.538-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C.A.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article ship'/><title type='text'>Article ship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have joined my&amp;nbsp;article ship&amp;nbsp;of C.A. yesterday. It is my first step&amp;nbsp;towards&amp;nbsp;my profession practically. I like working on excel sheets for&amp;nbsp;whole&amp;nbsp;day and i hope to love it at the end of training after 3 years. I wish to put prefix C.A. before my name soon &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8908248672720190658?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8908248672720190658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8908248672720190658&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8908248672720190658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8908248672720190658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/article-ship.html' title='Article ship'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7522328038334090951</id><published>2012-01-04T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T05:15:46.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Prized Possession</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I feel that I am writing so much about him and my happiness but another second my mind reminds me the time when i was upset and used to write my feelings here then why not now ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And another reason is I love to write my feelings, no matter what i am going through. I know it is just a phase of life but I would love to remind it in future. This is my space where i want to collect the memories of my life. It feels&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;great to read old posts. I love you my blog so much and the people here who remembers me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My blog is my priceless possession and the only thing, which will remain constant when other things will change with time in future &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7522328038334090951?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7522328038334090951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7522328038334090951&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7522328038334090951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7522328038334090951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/pried-possession.html' title='Prized Possession'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5179075805938756920</id><published>2012-01-01T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:12:30.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy New Year to all my sweet blogger friends and my silent readers :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2oJo8KDxfCM/TwAFyK8bpcI/AAAAAAAAAsE/CeFiK3MN638/s1600/Happy-New-Year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2oJo8KDxfCM/TwAFyK8bpcI/AAAAAAAAAsE/CeFiK3MN638/s320/Happy-New-Year.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;May 2012 brings lot of happiness in your life. Have a rocking day ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://funnyentertainmentblog.com/wp-content/uploads/happy-new-year-greeting-card.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://funnyentertainmentblog.com/wp-content/uploads/happy-new-year-greeting-card.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5179075805938756920?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5179075805938756920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5179075805938756920&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5179075805938756920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5179075805938756920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2oJo8KDxfCM/TwAFyK8bpcI/AAAAAAAAAsE/CeFiK3MN638/s72-c/Happy-New-Year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6010738177754645698</id><published>2011-12-30T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:34:19.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2011 has left so many memories for me. It is one of the memorable years of my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&amp;nbsp;completed my graduation this year, cleared professional exam, met my prince and lost my grand pa.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I became little mature towards my acts this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2011 was not good with me in the beginning and at the end but it was sweet in the mid. And I am very thankful to it for this sweetness :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1ZFmY-rGMs/Tv6eUkgMuDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/O4wG2Or-Qf0/s1600/bye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1ZFmY-rGMs/Tv6eUkgMuDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/O4wG2Or-Qf0/s1600/bye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bye 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your memories will remain in my heart forever !! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; color: #bf9000; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6010738177754645698?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6010738177754645698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6010738177754645698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6010738177754645698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6010738177754645698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/bye-bye-2011.html' title='Bye Bye 2011'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1ZFmY-rGMs/Tv6eUkgMuDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/O4wG2Or-Qf0/s72-c/bye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5136262029374160415</id><published>2011-12-29T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T06:23:32.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>My Fairy Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It has been six months of our commitment today. I feel so lucky to have him in my life. When i say HIM.. I mean HE IS MINE. Yes, I feel it. He makes me feel so. My happiness does not have any bound that time when he shows his love for me. It feels like like like.... i have no words to explain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is just like a fairy tale in which I am Princess and He is my Prince and we are really happy together *touch wood*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53GQicW_h_Y/Tvx21QKtojI/AAAAAAAAArs/lcKYIZLufmg/s1600/376565_190514467694611_100002081771666_440031_1750639480_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53GQicW_h_Y/Tvx21QKtojI/AAAAAAAAArs/lcKYIZLufmg/s320/376565_190514467694611_100002081771666_440031_1750639480_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P.S: I want to share a lot but i am short of words. Feeling so much happiness inside and a constant smile on my face. I will surely come with a nice long post soon. Thank You :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- for no reason *smiling* &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5136262029374160415?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5136262029374160415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5136262029374160415&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5136262029374160415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5136262029374160415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-fairy-tale.html' title='My Fairy Tale'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-53GQicW_h_Y/Tvx21QKtojI/AAAAAAAAArs/lcKYIZLufmg/s72-c/376565_190514467694611_100002081771666_440031_1750639480_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3597253929387187259</id><published>2011-12-21T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:43:25.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand Parents'/><title type='text'>My Dear Grand Pa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am one of those luckiest child who have spent her life in the shadow of her grand parents. I call them 'Baba' and 'Amma'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baba is no more with me. My grand pa has passed away on 11th December 2011. He was on bed since Feb 2011. I do miss him but feel good for him because he had&amp;nbsp;suffer&amp;nbsp;a lot. It was unbearable to see him in so much pain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He was a great person. He loved me a lot more than any of his children or grand children. He always used to pat me on my back whenever i scored well and gave me prize money. Deep down i still feel that he is with me and i can meet him anytime but i know it is not true. But he will always be alive in my heart. I love him so much for all the little things n love he gave to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you Baba !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3597253929387187259?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3597253929387187259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3597253929387187259&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3597253929387187259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3597253929387187259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-dear-grand-pa.html' title='My Dear Grand Pa'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4353214687548399915</id><published>2011-12-05T04:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T05:29:25.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanking God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Thanks to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before one and half year, i wrote a post&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/wish-to-god.html"&gt;Wish to God &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. That time I was sad and wishing to God to have someone who can understand my feelings and fears . Today, I am thanking God for sending that special one in my life. Thank You so much. I can never thank him enough but each day i feel blessed to have him and wants to Thank God from the bottom of my heart. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3787hygAxmU/TtzCk2o4GEI/AAAAAAAAArg/h8LXnU1Tr6U/s1600/250456_1912614108451_1634857358_1985193_1994675_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3787hygAxmU/TtzCk2o4GEI/AAAAAAAAArg/h8LXnU1Tr6U/s320/250456_1912614108451_1634857358_1985193_1994675_n.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She met the boy,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;who is prince of her dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She met the one,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;who loves her immensely&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She met the heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with whom she could share&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She met the one,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;who kissed her tears&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She met the one,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with whom she feels complete&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the one who ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is the reason behind her smiles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now when I look at sky, tears came into my eyes. Not because I am hurt but because I feel so much gratitude towards him for sending someone so special in my life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; color: #bf9000; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4353214687548399915?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4353214687548399915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4353214687548399915&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4353214687548399915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4353214687548399915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanks-to-god.html' title='Thanks to God'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3787hygAxmU/TtzCk2o4GEI/AAAAAAAAArg/h8LXnU1Tr6U/s72-c/250456_1912614108451_1634857358_1985193_1994675_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1550682400600246491</id><published>2011-11-21T21:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T04:05:10.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Being in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love is indeed a great feeling. And this time it is not my imagination. I am feeling it. The feeling when someone loves you, more than himself. When he becomes your world. The only thing you can dream about is to be with him in his home after few years. It feels great to have someone who is willing to do anything for you. The one who can make you feel special in his own ways. His every little thing makes you smile and even a small thing hurts you like hell. The one who understands your silence. The one with whom you are ready to spend your rest of the life without any terms and conditions. It feels so lucky to have him when you read or hear any one sided love story. It feels great when you are the reason behind his smile. And it feels very much special when he is the boy of your dreams.. Your Prince Charming. That feeling is so special and nice that you are short of words.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It makes you feel proud when you know that he is not fake like others. You feel confident about your love that he will never let you go. You are no more&amp;nbsp;insecure&amp;nbsp;about future, feels so special when you know that he loves you from all his heart and you mean a world to him. You are so much concern about your acts when you know your small prank may hurt him a lot. It feels great when you become most important in someone's life. When someone loves you so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDtjEZanB_U/TsuOHRHKyBI/AAAAAAAAArU/lC-WQeGiSu4/s1600/307519_282436555114735_100000451771346_983597_1751905253_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDtjEZanB_U/TsuOHRHKyBI/AAAAAAAAArU/lC-WQeGiSu4/s320/307519_282436555114735_100000451771346_983597_1751905253_n.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In short,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The feeling of being in Love is amazing&amp;nbsp;♥♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1550682400600246491?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1550682400600246491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1550682400600246491&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1550682400600246491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1550682400600246491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/being-in-love.html' title='Being in Love'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDtjEZanB_U/TsuOHRHKyBI/AAAAAAAAArU/lC-WQeGiSu4/s72-c/307519_282436555114735_100000451771346_983597_1751905253_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5837087161849907949</id><published>2011-11-02T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:42:21.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Lost in his thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blogger Friend : "Your writing has improved"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: "Thank You :) "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blogger Friend : " How many followers do you have ? "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me : *thought for a while*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;190 or something&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;*still confused*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;No, i guess more than 200&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;*finally gave up*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't remember..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This was the chat i had when i signed in on my gmail account after so long. I felt shame for being so ignorant towards my blog. I was so busy &lt;strike&gt;doing other things&lt;/strike&gt; or doing nothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then i &amp;nbsp;looked back and&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;that i have not read any of the blogger's post since long or if i have read by any chance, i never did comment. I have not done reply of the comments i received &amp;nbsp;on my own posts. &lt;i&gt;*feeling sorry*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have not written anything much from past few months. I am feeling very sorry friends for being so ignorant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The reason is obvious, I am in Love and Love is&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;a great feeling where you loose yourself completely. All the time his thoughts coming in my mind. No control over the things i do. I don't know it is my madness or&amp;nbsp;craziness&amp;nbsp;but this is the phase from which I am going through.&amp;nbsp;In fact&amp;nbsp;the most beautiful phase of my life. Where I am happy all the time, blushing or day dreaming. I forgot everything else, the only thought which is in my mind is &lt;i&gt;"to be with him all the time"&lt;/i&gt;. It is more than 4 months but I feel the same each day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*again going my post on the love track*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Well, I will try to mark my presence in blogsville. Thanks for being with me when I had no one with whom i could share my feelings. I am always grateful to you my dear blog :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I miss my own writing skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7e9sGBN_Sg/TrGLomIuXuI/AAAAAAAAArM/xXOJP2mvq0k/s1600/in_love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7e9sGBN_Sg/TrGLomIuXuI/AAAAAAAAArM/xXOJP2mvq0k/s320/in_love.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 message received&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*smile*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Signing Off !!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5837087161849907949?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5837087161849907949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5837087161849907949&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5837087161849907949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5837087161849907949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-am-i.html' title='Lost in his thoughts'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7e9sGBN_Sg/TrGLomIuXuI/AAAAAAAAArM/xXOJP2mvq0k/s72-c/in_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2955876451372282070</id><published>2011-10-21T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T01:10:46.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fairy Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glkJQDtmi6Q/TqEodkjSRXI/AAAAAAAAArE/nqMZuBRPNOI/s1600/Never_Let_It.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glkJQDtmi6Q/TqEodkjSRXI/AAAAAAAAArE/nqMZuBRPNOI/s1600/Never_Let_It.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never felt this way before. The feeling which I have when I am with him is so pure and divine that can not be expressed into words. Even though we are miles apart, i never felt the distance between us. Whenever I closed my eyes, I felt his presence around me. My heart beats faster whenever I saw his picture. I feel shy without any reason. I feel secure as I know he will never leave me. The way he express his love , is the most beautiful thing about him.The way he makes me&amp;nbsp;convince that he will stand with me through out my life without any condition, makes me feel proud to have him in my life. The way he makes me feel special, i feel blessed. I love each and every little thing about him. And with each day or with each second, my love for him is increasing. I feel the beauty of true love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All love quotes seems so true to me. Life seems so beautiful. I love him much more because he understands me so well and always thank him for bringing out the best in me. I have again started dreaming with open eyes to be with him for the rest of my life. It is like a fairy tale which once was my dream. I do&amp;nbsp;believe that&amp;nbsp;one day my prince will come to marry her princess and we will live happily ever after :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2955876451372282070?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2955876451372282070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2955876451372282070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2955876451372282070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2955876451372282070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-fairy-tale.html' title='My Fairy Tale'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glkJQDtmi6Q/TqEodkjSRXI/AAAAAAAAArE/nqMZuBRPNOI/s72-c/Never_Let_It.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8402906421755116192</id><published>2011-10-14T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T11:39:19.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is not about doing show-off. It is about feelings which comes with in..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8402906421755116192?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8402906421755116192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8402906421755116192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8402906421755116192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8402906421755116192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/late-night-creation-18.html' title='Late Night Creation 18'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4037077270065451712</id><published>2011-09-29T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:59:11.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love is when..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you find&amp;nbsp;yourself&amp;nbsp;lost in his/her thoughts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you find yourself smiling without reason.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you smile while looking at mirror.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you imagine yourself and him together while watching a romantic scene.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you decide to spend rest of the life with him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you want to be best for him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you want to look perfect for him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you feel content with him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you are ready to&amp;nbsp;sacrifice&amp;nbsp;your happiness for him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you don't want to do something just because it may hurt him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you are ready to talk to him/her all the time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when he/she is your first thought in the morning when you wake up and last when you go to sleep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you do not feel lonely because his/her thoughts always accompany you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you care for him/her more than anyone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when he/she becomes your first priority.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when small things hurt you when he/she says it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you blush when someone calls out his/her name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you feel angry if someone talks anything wrong about &amp;nbsp;him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you smile whenever his/her name flash on your mobile screen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you are ready to adjust with the situations just to be with him/her forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when he/she comes into your dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you can feel him/her near by your side even if you are far apart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when tears rolled out without any reason.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you can't say anything wrong about his/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you respect his/her feelings.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you feel complete with him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when he/she is the only reason of your happiness or grief.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when life seems so&amp;nbsp;beautiful just because you have him/her in it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is when you want to add some points in this list ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4037077270065451712?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4037077270065451712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4037077270065451712&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4037077270065451712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4037077270065451712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-is-when.html' title='Love is when..'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1554359312754219261</id><published>2011-09-07T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:00:54.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It becomes difficult to lead a life happily when you are dependent on someone and you have so many wishes to get fulfilled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;But the positive side is :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Each time when your wish is denied, you become more determined to achieve your aim, to earn more and to be independent very soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1554359312754219261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/late-night-creation-17.html' title='Late Night Creation 17'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7354878842702752063</id><published>2011-09-05T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T06:02:53.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Prince of her dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She always did wait for the one who is made just for her. She did not knew when, where, how she will met her. But she knew one thing that she will met him one day for sure :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;One day, just like any other person, she met him. The moment she met him, deep inside she felt that he is the right one. She wrote her feelings on the diary even though she did not know anything about him. She was not sure whether he had the same feelings for her or not. But she was lost in his dreams.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daily she decide topics on which she would talk to him next day. She stopped talking to her other guy-friends just because she wanted to be true to him. She wake up at night to do a small chat with him. She did wait for him to have a conversation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was ready to be in a relationship in her own thoughts even if he is younger than her. It was only HE, in her thoughts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the day he told her that he has the same feelings for her. He likes her as much she likes him. She was on cloud nine. That day became the best day of her life because she has found Prince of her dreams :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/ETzPpAjnYqE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ETzPpAjnYqE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ETzPpAjnYqE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somewhere...Someone is made just for You :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7354878842702752063?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7354878842702752063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7354878842702752063&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7354878842702752063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7354878842702752063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/prince-of-her-dreams.html' title='Prince of her dreams'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4918871153457151497</id><published>2011-09-03T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:25:27.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Just a Thought 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A person often fell in love with the song which relates with his/her feelings..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just like, I fell in love with this one ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;hona tha pyaar...hua mere yaar... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/clb8X61VbnE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/clb8X61VbnE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/clb8X61VbnE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4918871153457151497?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4918871153457151497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4918871153457151497&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4918871153457151497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4918871153457151497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-thought-24.html' title='Just a Thought 24'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4581671743858853735</id><published>2011-08-27T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T02:23:22.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Award :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yay !!&amp;nbsp; I received an Inspirational Award from &lt;a href="http://insidemeanings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sie&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know whether my writings really inspire someone or not but I am so happy after receiving this award :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3SqvXwDkNQ/Tli2VOdxt7I/AAAAAAAAArA/qk7tJYEFYxs/s1600/award+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3SqvXwDkNQ/Tli2VOdxt7I/AAAAAAAAArA/qk7tJYEFYxs/s1600/award+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks a ton Sie for giving me this award :) So here are my answers of eight questions :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What makes you laugh, smile or giggle?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. My friends' smile, my parents' happiness, my lovers' love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What are your dreams for future?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. I want to be Charted Accountant :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. If you are to go to a cruise, where would it be and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. Anywhere with my friends because with them i am truely me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. How would you spend your vacation time and with whom?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. I would like to spend it with him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. If given a chance, what life would you choose? Your life now or your past?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. My life now is beautiful :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Is there something that you wished before when you were young but you didn't get it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. No, I always got the best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Have you been in a situation where you might have given up but still you chose to move on?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. Yes, that was the worst phase of my life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Is their someone in your life who has been your source of strength and inspiration?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A. My Teachers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; color: #cc33cc; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/287/88E0E2E3E0C59BDF053CCFA62901D552.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4581671743858853735?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4581671743858853735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4581671743858853735&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4581671743858853735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4581671743858853735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/inspirational-award.html' title='Inspirational Award :)'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3SqvXwDkNQ/Tli2VOdxt7I/AAAAAAAAArA/qk7tJYEFYxs/s72-c/award+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1285814931833910160</id><published>2011-08-27T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T01:55:31.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Silence hurts more than harsh word..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/287/88E0E2E3E0C59BDF053CCFA62901D552.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/287/88E0E2E3E0C59BDF053CCFA62901D552.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1285814931833910160?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1285814931833910160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1285814931833910160&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1285814931833910160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1285814931833910160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/late-night-creation-16.html' title='Late Night Creation 16'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3591363470952822824</id><published>2011-08-23T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T02:29:30.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She: Really happy together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You mean a lot to me. I am unable to express how much I love You..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is no need to express because I can feel the vibrations of your heart :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc33cc; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/287/88E0E2E3E0C59BDF053CCFA62901D552.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/287/88E0E2E3E0C59BDF053CCFA62901D552.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3591363470952822824?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3591363470952822824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3591363470952822824&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3591363470952822824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3591363470952822824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-you-mean-lot-to-me.html' title='He and She: Really happy together'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8796346740155704192</id><published>2011-08-18T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:50:06.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at my end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life seems so beautiful to me now a days. I have best of everything which once was my dream.&amp;nbsp; I am happy and this time my smile is not fake. I am feeling the happiness within my heart. It is only because of HIM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He gave me so much of happiness and love that now everything seems perfect. I m enjoying my present. I know how great it feels when someone is truely in love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is my 200th post in very own space of mine. On this very special post i just wanna penned down my feelings for my love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I started blogging, i was sad, hurt. The main reason of blogging was the loneliness. Slowly i started enjoying it. I was not aware but those incidents were making impact on me. Deep inside it was changing me. I lost my innocence. I learnt many lessons in past three years. I was about to lose myself when He came. It was merely a coincidence that we met. He did the magic and i was lost in him. Each words he said made me smile. I feel lucky to be with him. Not even for a single second, i felt regret on my decision. He was so pure n true with his words that I fell in love with him. And with each passing day i am falling in love with him more. He made me realize what really i am. He is the best gift which God has given to me. I am thankful to God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now I have my confidence back. I am what I was. I am not alone, He is with me. I am happy. I feel lucky :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; color: #cc33cc; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/287/88E0E2E3E0C59BDF053CCFA62901D552.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8796346740155704192?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8796346740155704192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8796346740155704192&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8796346740155704192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8796346740155704192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-at-my-end.html' title='Life at my end'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5060767356535446427</id><published>2011-08-08T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:34:12.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippee !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am so happy today :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Result of CA IPCC exams are declared and I cleared group 1 :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah i am one step ahead in achieving my aim. I am so happy :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The best part is I fulfilled the expectations of my teachers, my parents, relatives, and my friends. Yes I am so happy because of that :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smile on their faces makes me inner happiness and strength to work harder in future and I will definitely do that :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank You God :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank You so much :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5060767356535446427?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5060767356535446427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5060767356535446427&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5060767356535446427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5060767356535446427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/yippee.html' title='Yippee !!'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2707187792090507037</id><published>2011-08-04T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T06:10:15.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She - Deeply in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She told him about her past. Tears came into her eyes. She was hurt after reminding those memories. She never shared it with any one because some feelings better remain hidden in the corner of heart. But for the first time she shared it with someone- with Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And she was about to cry when he held her hand and said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;" Don't cry Princess, If they had not left you, we would not have met. And I would not have been able to love the best girl of the world. "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ANHAsjTL6BM/TjqaE2r2m4I/AAAAAAAAAq8/469J57c9moo/s1600/PAAAANBus824S_hl3WCEQ_3BExzferKywOGEWi7ukdGhZI8zsZEWD7a6RLDMNOyUkkBlV5w9dBMhPVIdEbh2Tg-NUxAAm1T1UMExN03eMCojuF9YCHkLzhZ6Izy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ANHAsjTL6BM/TjqaE2r2m4I/AAAAAAAAAq8/469J57c9moo/s320/PAAAANBus824S_hl3WCEQ_3BExzferKywOGEWi7ukdGhZI8zsZEWD7a6RLDMNOyUkkBlV5w9dBMhPVIdEbh2Tg-NUxAAm1T1UMExN03eMCojuF9YCHkLzhZ6Izy2.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Smile passed on her face and deep inside she really thank them for leaving her alone in past :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2707187792090507037?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2707187792090507037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2707187792090507037&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2707187792090507037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2707187792090507037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-and-she-deeply-in-love.html' title='He and She - Deeply in Love'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ANHAsjTL6BM/TjqaE2r2m4I/AAAAAAAAAq8/469J57c9moo/s72-c/PAAAANBus824S_hl3WCEQ_3BExzferKywOGEWi7ukdGhZI8zsZEWD7a6RLDMNOyUkkBlV5w9dBMhPVIdEbh2Tg-NUxAAm1T1UMExN03eMCojuF9YCHkLzhZ6Izy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-467264784869319421</id><published>2011-08-02T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T06:46:04.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Came Back :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As you can see that I have changed the template of my blog and edited blog name as well as my profile name :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do tell me your reviews.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am feeling very good to see myself here again. My Life has changed a lot in past two months. I am graduate now and will be post graduate in coming two years :) It is still hard for me to believe that I have grown up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I have no regrets because I have enjoyed each and every moment of my life and will try my best to continue the same in future :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just like my life, theme of this blog has also been changed. I will be posting my personal views or experiences more than fictional love stories. Hope you will enjoy my company :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will visit your places soon :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Take care :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-467264784869319421?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/467264784869319421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=467264784869319421&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/467264784869319421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/467264784869319421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/came-back.html' title='Came Back :)'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5890375611977919731</id><published>2011-08-02T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T05:23:03.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You and Only You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was waiting for You only in my Life. But now when I have you. I am so afraid of losing you. I know our love is not that weak but I feel hurt when they say &lt;b&gt;"Your Love is new..It is just a beginning"&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inside my heart a question arises &lt;b&gt;" Will it last forever in the same way? "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There are so many if's and but's that make me think again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But when I share it with You, you always assure me that everything will be alright and once again I feel lucky to have you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You know You Love Me, I know You care&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are my Love, You are My Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And We will never, ever, ever be apart " &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Love these lyrics :)&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5890375611977919731?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5890375611977919731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5890375611977919731&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5890375611977919731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5890375611977919731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-and-only-you.html' title='You and Only You'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-9070164223829988975</id><published>2011-07-23T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T05:40:27.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scribble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello Friends, It has been a while since i wrote something here. I miss this place of mine. But now nothing came into my mind to scribble. That emptiness which always inspired me to write has went away. Now I am always lost in his thoughts that i don't realize that time has passed. I don't feel lonely any more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel the love and write all my feelings on my personal blog. I have not stopped writing but can't write everything here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel content and happy. And luckiest girl because he is mine. He has changed my perception and the aura around me :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lucky to have him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Miss You all :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-9070164223829988975?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9070164223829988975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=9070164223829988975&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/9070164223829988975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/9070164223829988975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/scribble.html' title='Scribble'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4721931266901244411</id><published>2011-07-09T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:53:13.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29th June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Weather was awesome that day. It was raining.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was lying on my bed covering myself with bed sheet so that no one can interrupt me because I was doing message chat with him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;" Riyaaaaaaa"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My name sound so special to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; I blushed and replied back "&lt;b&gt; Yaaaaaaa"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He:&lt;b&gt; " I like you "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I:&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; " I love you "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He:&lt;b&gt; " I love you a lot "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was smiling, still trying to believe&amp;nbsp; that it was all actually happening when another message came.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: &lt;b&gt;" Kya mai u ko apni gf bol sakta hun ? "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I : &lt;b&gt;"Yup!! :-)"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That was awesome moment of my life. He is awesome. I am so happy to be in love with him. Now he is all over my mind. I can't think of any other thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hV4xbkcC80c/ThlMKN8D3lI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oz4ZfWUs-lk/s1600/forever.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hV4xbkcC80c/ThlMKN8D3lI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oz4ZfWUs-lk/s320/forever.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;P.S: I thought 100 times to write something else but nothing came in my mind so ended up with this post. Sorry Guys :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4721931266901244411?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4721931266901244411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4721931266901244411&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4721931266901244411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4721931266901244411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/29th-june.html' title='29th June'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hV4xbkcC80c/ThlMKN8D3lI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oz4ZfWUs-lk/s72-c/forever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6716611593011974990</id><published>2011-07-03T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T01:56:01.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yScob_lerww/ThFOEuhJm0I/AAAAAAAAAqc/H5_j39G7AYw/s1600/Sunset_Love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yScob_lerww/ThFOEuhJm0I/AAAAAAAAAqc/H5_j39G7AYw/s1600/Sunset_Love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love makes the difference in one's Life :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6716611593011974990?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6716611593011974990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6716611593011974990&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6716611593011974990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6716611593011974990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/late-night-creation-13.html' title='Late Night Creation 15'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yScob_lerww/ThFOEuhJm0I/AAAAAAAAAqc/H5_j39G7AYw/s72-c/Sunset_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3484012378856676510</id><published>2011-06-30T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T02:22:39.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>I am in Love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*shy*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*smiling*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*thinking how to tell*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmmmmm I am in Love :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup!! Yup!! Finally I met him :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am so happy :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blushing from last night :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Butterflies are tickling in the pit of my stomach :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I am committed :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah You all were true :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;He is tooo good, beyond my expectations :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am in love with him deeply :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;He is honest, pure by heart, understanding :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And everything which I wished for in my boy :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oooo I still can't believe that i have met him finally.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Happiness has no bound :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you so much God, thanks to you all for praying for me :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Love story has began :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoping for the best in future :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;*touch wood*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*still smiling*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3484012378856676510?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3484012378856676510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3484012378856676510&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3484012378856676510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3484012378856676510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-in-love.html' title='I am in Love :)'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7296257087931166016</id><published>2011-06-23T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T01:41:13.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When there is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no understanding,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no bond,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that relationship&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;can't be last for so long&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7296257087931166016?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7296257087931166016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7296257087931166016&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7296257087931166016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7296257087931166016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/late-night-creation-14.html' title='Late Night Creation 14'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-415722755283108092</id><published>2011-06-19T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:27:47.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Sweet Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nitya and Nitish were madly in love with each other. Last year Nitya went another city for her further studies. While Nitish was pursuing his studies from his home town.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But&amp;nbsp;distance&amp;nbsp;doesn't made any difference in their relationship. It was their trust and love which made them different from other couples. They were purely and proudly committed with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nitish is the only son of his parents. From past few days he was all alone in his home as his Parents went out of station to attend a marriage function.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He woke up at 12.30 P.M. and after doing his daily works, he sat on the sofa. Today six months has been completed since they have met with each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He was missing Nitya badly for last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nitya was busy in her college project as she told him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Once he thought to call her up but next moment, he thought she must be busy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;His cell beeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sweet Heart calling..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was Nitya. He picked the call with smile on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya:&lt;/b&gt; " Hiee...wts up!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish:&lt;/b&gt; " Nothing yaar...getting bore"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya:&lt;/b&gt; "Getting&amp;nbsp;bore or missing me ? Hmmmm "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish:&lt;/b&gt; "Exactly" *smiled*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya: &lt;/b&gt;" So should I join you? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish:&lt;/b&gt; " Ohh I wish if u could...You know t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;oday six months has been&amp;nbsp;completed&amp;nbsp;yaar and we have not met with each other..I seriously want to meet you at this very moment.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya:&lt;/b&gt; " Common !! I can do&amp;nbsp;anything&amp;nbsp;for you. You know that..ek baar bol ke to dekho.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish: &lt;/b&gt;" ahem ahem.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya:&lt;/b&gt; " uhu uhu"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish:&lt;/b&gt; " Come here dear..I am missing you badly "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya:&lt;/b&gt; " Your wish is my command Sir "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish: &lt;/b&gt;" Hmmm I am not able to see you here "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya:&lt;/b&gt; " For that you have to open the door na "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Door bell rang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Shocked* " bas kar yaar.. mujhe to bell bhi sunayi dene lagi hai.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya: &lt;/b&gt;"maine bola tha na ek baar bol ke to dekho..now open the door"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nitish: "But tumhe to project complete...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nitya: "uff ye questions.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and she cut the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nitish thought it is just a prank He opened the door to see who is at his door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And there he saw Nitya standing with chocolate in her hands. She was smiling as well as blushing. Nitish was not able to&amp;nbsp;believe on his eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPbdc0rxmn4/Tf7Xb-8TOOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yVef_vzBKG4/s1600/surprise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPbdc0rxmn4/Tf7Xb-8TOOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yVef_vzBKG4/s1600/surprise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He&amp;nbsp;bent into his knees, tear tickle in his eyes. There was no bound of his happiness. Nitya hugged him. He hugged her back tightly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitish:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;" I feel so lucky to have you "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitya:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;" aww I feel the same sweet heart"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; 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font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am Sorry for all the mistakes I did .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Silent&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He:&lt;/b&gt; Please forgive me and Be Mine Forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silent&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After few minutes..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She:&lt;/b&gt; Give me my tears back which my eyes rolled out for you. Heal the wounds which my heart have because of you. Give me my innocence back which I have lost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; If you can do..I can forgive you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silent&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAWpy8tnLQI/TfnXN7A2W1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9vUuXSYlZf4/s1600/fine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAWpy8tnLQI/TfnXN7A2W1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9vUuXSYlZf4/s1600/fine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Walked out &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5658613238139942356?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5658613238139942356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5658613238139942356&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5658613238139942356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5658613238139942356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/he-and-she.html' title='He and She'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAWpy8tnLQI/TfnXN7A2W1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9vUuXSYlZf4/s72-c/fine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2398562583608477405</id><published>2011-06-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T07:30:52.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love Story: My Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StRDcQrZ-f4/Tfdukgm9ljI/AAAAAAAAAqM/GG-002PzVEo/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StRDcQrZ-f4/Tfdukgm9ljI/AAAAAAAAAqM/GG-002PzVEo/s320/love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love to read Love Stories,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love to write Love Stories,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love that feeling of being special for someone,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would love to fall in Love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would love to be special for someone, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Writing a Love Story Novel, is one of my dreams,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am here, waiting for my love to come into my Life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will he come?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When he will be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How we will meet?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will I be able to recognize him ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So many questions..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But only time can answer them all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to wait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to dream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luckyoptimist.com/quotes-and-pictures-which-i-like/ill-be-fine.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Image Source&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2398562583608477405?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2398562583608477405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2398562583608477405&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2398562583608477405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2398562583608477405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-story-my-dream.html' title='Love Story: My Dream'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StRDcQrZ-f4/Tfdukgm9ljI/AAAAAAAAAqM/GG-002PzVEo/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8562484395569332058</id><published>2011-06-12T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:15:15.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAX3DBeDdM0/TfRmvkGxDAI/AAAAAAAAAqI/F_CMgx4E_60/s1600/wow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAX3DBeDdM0/TfRmvkGxDAI/AAAAAAAAAqI/F_CMgx4E_60/s1600/wow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The feeling of being with someone who can make you feel special is awesome &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8562484395569332058?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8562484395569332058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8562484395569332058&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8562484395569332058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8562484395569332058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/late-night-creation-13.html' title='Late Night Creation 13'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAX3DBeDdM0/TfRmvkGxDAI/AAAAAAAAAqI/F_CMgx4E_60/s72-c/wow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8382856305395299443</id><published>2011-06-10T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T23:44:01.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Bitter Realities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Life  was so beautiful for me when i was a school girl. My school was so near  from my home. I only had few not good friends and loving family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But as i stepped out, the first lesson i learnt was &lt;i&gt;"  People are not the way they seems. They can betray you anywhere  anytime. Don't trust anyone blindly. Don't attach with anyone so much."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It  was not easy for me to accept it but I had to. I had no other choice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;One year has been&amp;nbsp; completed but I still have a hope in my heart that someday  someone will give explanation to me and say " &lt;i&gt;It was not like that Riya..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pheww no one can heal some wounds. My Friends thinks that I am so strong but only I know what I went through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The  only thing which keep me going was my thoughts. I never shared my feelings with anyone not even with my  blog. I never shared bitter realities of my life. I always tried to lock them in the corner of my mind because I believe &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Whatever happens is always happens for something good".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I always imagined a story  with happy ending.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;But today at this very moment these thoughts seems so fake to me. Once again bad memories are haunting me badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVp64KBo0bw/TfMLPSkEsaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qLA8mAGarsE/s1600/Tale63.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVp64KBo0bw/TfMLPSkEsaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qLA8mAGarsE/s320/Tale63.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jaane na kahan vo duniya hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;jaane na vo hai bhi ya nahi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;jahan meri zindagi mujhse itni khafa nahi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wair.deviantart.com/art/bride-2008721"&gt;Image Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;P.S: I wrote this post few days back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8382856305395299443?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8382856305395299443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8382856305395299443&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8382856305395299443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8382856305395299443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/bitter-realities.html' title='Bitter Realities'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVp64KBo0bw/TfMLPSkEsaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qLA8mAGarsE/s72-c/Tale63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3937335140861278527</id><published>2011-06-09T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T23:03:33.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting'/><title type='text'>Waiting for You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ4z9OCoSt8/TfGyI12r6oI/AAAAAAAAAqA/iUC1fBiNI54/s1600/rj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ4z9OCoSt8/TfGyI12r6oI/AAAAAAAAAqA/iUC1fBiNI54/s320/rj.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come soon,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hold my hand,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hug me tightly,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take me away with you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am waiting for You..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3937335140861278527?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3937335140861278527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3937335140861278527&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3937335140861278527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3937335140861278527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/waiting-for-you.html' title='Waiting for You'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ4z9OCoSt8/TfGyI12r6oI/AAAAAAAAAqA/iUC1fBiNI54/s72-c/rj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5507865279844192745</id><published>2011-06-07T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T07:21:12.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Cute Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continued from &lt;a href="http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/cute-romance.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUPGIqtUl7c/Te4y83rFKSI/AAAAAAAAAp4/GYh7GR1lz_0/s1600/hmmm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUPGIqtUl7c/Te4y83rFKSI/AAAAAAAAAp4/GYh7GR1lz_0/s320/hmmm.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: *hugs you*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: *blushing*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Now imagine we are sitting in front of bone fire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Wow just like movies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Ya, I am looking into your eyes. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can see your love for me into your eyes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are looking so damn beautiful in moon light.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;aww *shy*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Your eyes are sparkling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Just because of you my love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: I m coming closer to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Hmmm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: *kissing you passionately*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She:*enjoying the moment*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5507865279844192745?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5507865279844192745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5507865279844192745&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5507865279844192745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5507865279844192745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/cute-romance.html' title='Cute Romance'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUPGIqtUl7c/Te4y83rFKSI/AAAAAAAAAp4/GYh7GR1lz_0/s72-c/hmmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1782180028322537437</id><published>2011-06-04T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:11:25.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Insecurity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Naman and Ayesha were in long distance relationship.Their relationship begins before one month.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ayesha was so confused about their relation as they have never met with each other. She did trust Naman but still had so many doubts. She always feels insecure. She usually raise many questions to Naman which most of the times turned into arguments and fighting. Then they did not talk to each other for weeks but some how their conversation starts again. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIZwGPwZtZk/TesBBnlaYBI/AAAAAAAAAp0/TgWLRVsiaE0/s1600/wind+chime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIZwGPwZtZk/TesBBnlaYBI/AAAAAAAAAp0/TgWLRVsiaE0/s320/wind+chime.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With every fight, she was coming closer to him while he was going far from her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqPq-O0UVEU/TesAC4uXXjI/AAAAAAAAAps/y8geTZsSXgw/s1600/guy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqPq-O0UVEU/TesAC4uXXjI/AAAAAAAAAps/y8geTZsSXgw/s320/guy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After a year, the gap between them became so wide that none of them could cover the distance. And their ways drifted apart..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luckyoptimist.com/quotes-and-pictures-which-i-like/ill-be-fine.html"&gt;Image Source&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1782180028322537437?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1782180028322537437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1782180028322537437&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1782180028322537437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1782180028322537437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/insecure.html' title='Insecurity'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIZwGPwZtZk/TesBBnlaYBI/AAAAAAAAAp0/TgWLRVsiaE0/s72-c/wind+chime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5835469203711976755</id><published>2011-06-02T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T21:28:24.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It hurts when the one whom you love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;doesn't love you back,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when the one one whom you cares,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;doesn't think about you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when the one whom you treat as your best buddies,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; treats you as a stranger,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when your closed ones doesn't understand you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when they fight with you for another person,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It hurts, It hurts a lot.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5835469203711976755?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5835469203711976755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5835469203711976755&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5835469203711976755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5835469203711976755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6356457224404036536</id><published>2011-05-31T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T03:14:28.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Just a thought 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dream big but always take small steps to fulfill your dreams !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6356457224404036536?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6356457224404036536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6356457224404036536&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6356457224404036536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6356457224404036536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-thought-23.html' title='Just a thought 23'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2968171409710096407</id><published>2011-05-30T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T05:19:30.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Dil se'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>No Love No Tension</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hiee Friends, I am here to share something and to ask as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Many of my blogger friends asked me that whether I am in&amp;nbsp;Love&amp;nbsp;or not because of the love posts I published. So I want to tell you all that I am not in Love. But I was in one sided Love and that time I always wrote sad posts...&amp;nbsp;remember? Thank God!! I am over from that crush and &amp;nbsp;my new posts are my own imaginations, just like fairy tales.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have not&amp;nbsp;experienced&amp;nbsp;the feel of Love. I do miss that someone special in my life sometimes. But I have seen my closed ones who are suffering because of their relationships which make me belief &lt;i&gt;" Being Single is the best thing ;) "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Today I met one of my close friend. He is so caring guy. We are friends from last five years but I never saw him like I saw him today. He was so sad because of his girl. Their relationship is not working and he can't even quit although he want to but he said to me &lt;b&gt;" Riya, I can't "&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I felt so bad for him because I was not even able to console him. I had no words. And it was not only HE, I have seen many friends in the same state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Literally from that time my mind is having so many questions like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Is love just an illusion ? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Why do people change? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Why in every relationships, one cares so much and other does not? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Why do Love hurts? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;blah blah blah... I don't have answers of any questions. You people must have&amp;nbsp;experienced this Love thing so please tell me your opinion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;" Does true love really exists in this world or it is only in the fairy tales? "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2968171409710096407?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2968171409710096407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2968171409710096407&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2968171409710096407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2968171409710096407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-love-no-tension.html' title='No Love No Tension'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4415473952836733509</id><published>2011-05-28T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T03:40:48.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Attitude'/><title type='text'>Flirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smriti and Ayaan were good friends. They started flirting with each other. It was a good time pass for both. They were enjoying each other's company.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One fine day, Smriti was in a naughty mood. She sent message to Ayaan to check his reaction &lt;b&gt;" I do not want to talk to you, Don't send me message now, take care"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was expecting a reply like &lt;b&gt;" Why?" " What happened&amp;nbsp;? "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But she did not receive any reply from Ayaan. She was not surprised as she knew his nature. But was&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;expecting one reply at least as they were friends from last one year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was hurt a little bit but was not sad at all. She was happy inside for all that&amp;nbsp;happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But she was afraid of the loneliness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once again she experienced something new about Life "&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; Don't find a shoulder on whom you can be emotionally dependent. In this world, No one is yours except YOU, YOURSELF "&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once again she tried to be friend with it. She went her&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;place with balloons and prayed to God for giving her strength so that she can create wall around herself and be happy within it .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HSKQf8PD1Q/Td1A6JX9s8I/AAAAAAAAAyM/iFaYTV9h_C0/s1600/Tale61.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HSKQf8PD1Q/Td1A6JX9s8I/AAAAAAAAAyM/iFaYTV9h_C0/s320/Tale61.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Tale#61&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luckyoptimist.com/quotes-and-pictures-which-i-like/ill-be-fine.html"&gt;Image Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TJWcF5V-hCI/Td9ot-5yfDI/AAAAAAAAApo/freZN3rbNAM/s400/200744_154046601322094_109168499143238_316026_5200940_n.jpg" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: I Love You too :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Can i hug you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: ya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: &amp;gt;:d&amp;lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: I am feeling complete with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*hugging you back*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Can I kiss You ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Ya *shy*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: :-* :-*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: I Love You :-*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: How much ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Don't know..You say how much do you love me?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Infinite sweet heart :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Hmmmm I love you as much as the distance between earth and sky.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: awww you are so sweet :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: You are the best :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: You made me best :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Your love made me sweet :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Would you like to come with me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: Where?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Rishikesh :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: How?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He: Just Imagine we are at Rishikesh. It is a very nice place&amp;nbsp;where&amp;nbsp;people do campaign.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suppose It is the time of sun set. We are sitting&amp;nbsp;together&amp;nbsp;hand in hand. No one else is there. Cool breeze is blowing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She: aww I am feeling cold :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;To be continued ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-761085141238225741?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/761085141238225741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=761085141238225741&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/761085141238225741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/761085141238225741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/cute-romance.html' title='Cute Romance'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TJWcF5V-hCI/Td9ot-5yfDI/AAAAAAAAApo/freZN3rbNAM/s72-c/200744_154046601322094_109168499143238_316026_5200940_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4045855991317628311</id><published>2011-05-26T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T00:27:39.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>First Valentine Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgxRRBLTR4/Td3_NmLs5iI/AAAAAAAAApg/OkaRmZmygjg/s1600/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgxRRBLTR4/Td3_NmLs5iI/AAAAAAAAApg/OkaRmZmygjg/s400/kids.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sandy and Anika were in class 11th. Anika was the most beautiful girl of school while Sandy was handsome and most decent boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;They were in Love with each other. They were enjoying the most beautiful phase of their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;14th Feb was near. Sandy's friends were busy in planning for their gals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But Sandy was not having any such plans. He surely wants to make her feel very special but in a different way. He&amp;nbsp;bought a&amp;nbsp;heart shape chocolate for Anika.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;On 13th Feb, at 11.30 P.M.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sandy and Anika were&amp;nbsp;doing&amp;nbsp;message chat. All of sudden, an idea popped in his mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He sent a message to Anika&lt;i&gt; " Come on your balcony at 12".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anika was confused. She replied &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Why ???? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sandy silently came out of his room and opened the main door. He was on the street. Anika's home was half kilometer away from his place. It was a dark night. Dogs were barking and no one else was on the road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Firstly he was scared but he prayed to God and finally reached Anika's house. It was &lt;u&gt;12 A.M, 14th Feb : VALENTINE's DAY :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anika was on her balcony. She was looking damn beautiful in her pink night dress. Sandy stood still for few seconds. Anika was blushing and smiling, that was making her much more beautiful. Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;continuously&amp;nbsp;looking at her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She sent message to him&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;" Hello Mister..what are you upto ? ;) "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sandy smiled and threw chocolate but that did not reach her balcony. Anika felt nervous&amp;nbsp;as her mom could come any time. She said not to throw it again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But Sandy tried once again and Anika&amp;nbsp;cached this time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That moment was awesome for both. They Smiled :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anika waived Bye and blowed a kiss to Sandy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He kissed her back and left for his place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anika was so so happy. She was feeling really very special.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sandy was also very happy because he made her gal feel special :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4045855991317628311?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4045855991317628311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4045855991317628311&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4045855991317628311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4045855991317628311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-valentine-day.html' title='First Valentine Day'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgxRRBLTR4/Td3_NmLs5iI/AAAAAAAAApg/OkaRmZmygjg/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8975621005502992654</id><published>2011-05-24T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:10:37.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>My Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Blog is two years old now. I love each post and the time which i spent here :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is all worth to share feelings and thoughts here.&amp;nbsp;More than that it is good to read post of others :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel lucky to be a part of Blogger Family :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P.S: Next post will be a Love Story :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep Blogging&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep Rocking ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8975621005502992654?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8975621005502992654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8975621005502992654&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8975621005502992654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8975621005502992654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-blog.html' title='My Blog'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1337259935414155910</id><published>2011-05-22T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T03:38:13.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollecting Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three years of college life has passed. I am done with my&amp;nbsp;graduation&amp;nbsp;exams and will be graduate in few months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh!! Time flew so fast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My college life was far better than my school life. It was exactly as I wanted...full of &amp;nbsp;enjoyment and excitement ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it doesn't mean that I never cried. I faced many bad phases too but it was all worth because that is what made me lil bit mature. I guess college life is made to face the&amp;nbsp;realities&amp;nbsp;of Life and accept them so that we can perform better in future :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For me, My Friends are Best. I can't imagine my life without them. And in these three years I met so many&amp;nbsp;awesome&amp;nbsp;people in real as well as in virtual world and made few best friends for life time :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some of them left me, I left few but over all it was a mind blowing journey.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So it all begins after my 12th exams when i joined virtual world. I would like to recollect the memories of my college life and would like to pen down the name of friends who mean so much to me even today :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So that even if i forget them in future due to bad memory, I can recall all the memories whenever i read this post :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bhawna:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We were school friends but our bonding grew as we took admission in the same college. She is awesome. I learnt so many things from her and spent most beautiful moments with her. She is in top in my friend list &amp;nbsp;and she will be always :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jaya:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Same goes with her. We were school friends as well as college friends. Our friendship rocks ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vibhor:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He was my first good friend on rediff when i entered in virtual world. We shared nice bonding and even today he is in my FB friend list :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rachit:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He was my sweet friend and the one who always made me smile. I miss him :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prateek :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He was my best friend and the one whom I loved. We are still connected to each other :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pari :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/u&gt;She is a sweet heart, the one with whom i shared my deepest feelings :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Priety:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;She is a gem, the one who taught me how to enjoy life and how to chill in adverse situations. We still share an awesome bonding :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dinu:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He is really a nice person . He is the only one who broke the wall which i created around myself and&amp;nbsp;taught&amp;nbsp;me to be&amp;nbsp;happy. I enjoy his company a lot :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vinay:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He is my teacher in blogsvillie :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adreamygal:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;She is soo sweet :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ankur:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He is a good boy. Good boy in real sense :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And there are so many other persons who touched my life in some way or other. I want to thank all of them :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatever I am today, is just because of these people otherwise i would have broken down.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;b&gt; will miss my college life so much. One more chapter of my life has came to an end on a sweet note :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1337259935414155910?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1337259935414155910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1337259935414155910&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1337259935414155910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1337259935414155910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4875566601977375132</id><published>2011-05-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:04:41.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recollecting Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Best Birthday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Birth Day started with phone calls and messages at 12 A.M. It was so nice to&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;the calls and saying "THANKS" with a wide smile. I was smiling more with each call i&amp;nbsp;received. Some unexpected calls and messages made my day :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was not having any special plan for birthday except giving treat to my coaching friends who were also taking exam. I was missing my best friends as i could not meet them on this day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But &amp;nbsp;they made my day so special. They came my place with a surprise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was busy in getting ready at 12.30 as my exam was from 2 P.M.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My best friends "BHAWNA" and "JAYA" came and were shouting "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was like "AWW". Seriously I was speechless. "JAYA" had a birthday cake in her hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was soo happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;First time someone gave me surprise lol toh happy hona to banta hai na boss :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then I cut the cake and captured pictures. I was feeling really very nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the evening, gave treat to my loving coaching friends and received gifts :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I enjoyed a lot with them...cracked jokes..pulled leg and our endless blah blah :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of my best college friend "PRIETY" joined me in the restaurant. She is my very close friend. And usually I do not need anyone else when I am with her :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So coming back home I again did masti with her.. :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoyed awesome food in the home and took blessings from family members :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;also some cash ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then opened Facebook and blogger. And once again so many wishes made me feel special :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of my close friend "DINU" made a thread in orkut&amp;nbsp;community&amp;nbsp;for wishing me birthday and that was the best gift i received om my birthday :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When i was about to take a sleep at around 11.15 P.M. I received a call from my very good friend "ANKUR" and he sang a birthday song for me with music. He was playing guitar and was singing birthday song for me. That made me feel more special and this time I was on cloud nine literally :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All these small things made 5th May 2011, the day when I am 20, my Best Birthday ever :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4875566601977375132?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4875566601977375132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4875566601977375132&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4875566601977375132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4875566601977375132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-birthday.html' title='Best Birthday :)'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1311748749645396426</id><published>2011-05-20T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:53:53.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mix Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><title type='text'>Exams are finally over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, Finally my exams are over. Thanks a ton to each one of you who wished me on my birthday. And Welcome to those who are new in my space :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sorry could not post anything because of hectic exam schedule. But I am back now to the place where I am really me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No Show Offs...No Fake Smileys.. Here I can say whatever i want. And you loving people are here for giving me support. I am so glad at this moment for being a part of BLOGGER FAMILY :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;At least some people are here to listen my words..everything which I want to share with&amp;nbsp;someone... I know I am being emo but could not control. Sorry guys !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See Ya all soon with some rocking posts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Missed You :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1311748749645396426?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1311748749645396426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1311748749645396426&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1311748749645396426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1311748749645396426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/exams-are-finally-over.html' title='Exams are finally over'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-984607958237851738</id><published>2011-05-05T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T04:06:52.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah it is my Birthday today :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wish me happy birthday as well as send wishes for my exam which i'll be taking from 2 P.M. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://411onsoaps.com/wp-content/uploads/1314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://411onsoaps.com/wp-content/uploads/1314.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank You :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-984607958237851738?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/984607958237851738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=984607958237851738&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/984607958237851738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/984607958237851738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8451207463737635479</id><published>2011-04-27T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T03:54:13.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Relations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Some times you want to cry but tears refused to rolled out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you have someone to share with but you can't share..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and that time you talk to that person randomly and silently weeps. And when she asks " Are you alright ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then your answer is " Absolutely !! mujhe kya hoga ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well talk to u later." and make an excuse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The moment you cut the call, you cry harder and feel relief.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is the beauty of relationships. They supports you even when they do not know about it. It may be any person: your close friend, lover, any one of your family or a lost friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Always value your relations more than anything else :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8451207463737635479?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8451207463737635479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8451207463737635479&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8451207463737635479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8451207463737635479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/relations.html' title='Relations'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-9190827785166594555</id><published>2011-04-25T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:16:14.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything seems perfect,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Each moment becomes memorable,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every occasion becomes much more special,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you have Friends to share with !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S: I love my friends so much including those who has left me in the journey of life :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-9190827785166594555?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9190827785166594555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=9190827785166594555&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/9190827785166594555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/9190827785166594555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-471642998457302595</id><published>2011-04-21T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:17:47.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Love'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;First Love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;t is very difficult to accept that the person whom you love does not love you anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it becomes more&amp;nbsp;difficult&amp;nbsp;when he is the one who makes you feel butterfly in the pit of your stomach for the first time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Love is very special &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-471642998457302595?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/471642998457302595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=471642998457302595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/471642998457302595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/471642998457302595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/late-night-creation-12.html' title='Late Night Creation 12'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6548102545854306187</id><published>2011-04-18T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:20:02.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'>Which one is better ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pre Script: This question does not have any logic but I want to know your opinion guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;There are two sisters in a house. They both get equal pocket money in a month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A. One spends the whole amount in&amp;nbsp;enjoying&amp;nbsp;with friends and does not save a single penny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; She is really happy with the life she led.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;B. Second one saves the maximum amount and buy things for herself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; She is very satisfied with her life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which one is better according to you ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6548102545854306187?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6548102545854306187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6548102545854306187&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6548102545854306187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6548102545854306187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/which-one-is-better.html' title='Which one is better ?'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4397180347305999582</id><published>2011-04-10T21:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:28:12.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Attitude'/><title type='text'>Just a Thought 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Positive attitude can bring drastic change in one's Life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P.S: A quick post due to busy schedule. I do miss blog walking. Hope to catch you all soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4397180347305999582?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4397180347305999582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4397180347305999582&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4397180347305999582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4397180347305999582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-thought-22.html' title='Just a Thought 22'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7704167418726803285</id><published>2011-04-05T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:15:27.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;A person needs a lot of courage to let his loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;go from his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7704167418726803285?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7704167418726803285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7704167418726803285&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7704167418726803285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7704167418726803285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/late-night-creation-11.html' title='Late Night Creation 11'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3843661602398006176</id><published>2011-04-03T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:53:54.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams are yet to be fulfilled... It is just a beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3843661602398006176?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3843661602398006176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3843661602398006176&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3843661602398006176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3843661602398006176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4188347039946403752</id><published>2011-04-01T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T06:12:00.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Miss-ed Blog-ging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reason for being absent on blog for so long:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. My graduation final year exams are going on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. CA-IPCC exams are going to be held in May.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. I was busy in coaching and studies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. My net was not working.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. Above all I had nothing much to share.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yesterday I had exam. I came back home at 6 P.M. Fortunately net started working and I was missing one of my old friend. So dedicated the post to him within 10 minutes without any planning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes Life seems so simple and on the other so complicated. Isn't it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well then I&amp;nbsp;realized, how much I missed blogging...seriously.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now I have so many things to share..but firstly I want to say one thing that..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I missed you all so much !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rest will come in next part :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4188347039946403752?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4188347039946403752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4188347039946403752&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4188347039946403752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4188347039946403752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/miss-ed-blog-ging.html' title='Miss-ed Blog-ging'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7248237344163811961</id><published>2011-03-31T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T06:59:54.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Dil se'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Innocent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Innocent Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dedicated to someone who was an&amp;nbsp;important&amp;nbsp;part of my life -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No matter whether we talk or not, I still love to remind those innocent moments which we shared together. And even today, when I remind them, those moments literally made me smile :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your style of talking.... the song which i relate with you...your stupid baatein...and my smile....your compliments...and my blushing...our perfect timing of sending messages...and choti si baat pe gussa karna....phir manana...weird feelings share karna..and blah blah..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Husshhhhh !! Those moments were awesome..I know they will not come back ever...not even You but Thanks a lot for those beautiful moments :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And ya I do Miss You !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7248237344163811961?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7248237344163811961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7248237344163811961&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7248237344163811961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7248237344163811961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/innocent-moments.html' title='Innocent Moments'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3335448339253072787</id><published>2011-03-07T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:08:35.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time does not heal the wound...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;It only lock the memories in small corner of mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3335448339253072787?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3335448339253072787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3335448339253072787&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3335448339253072787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3335448339253072787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/late-night-creation-8.html' title='Late Night Creation 10'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8149880750946561394</id><published>2011-03-05T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T04:26:15.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Attitude'/><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nashra was facing a difficult phase of her life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her dad left her last month. She had to submit her examination fees but she had shortage of funds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was tensed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing was going right in her life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She went into her dad's room and sat near piano which he used to play. Although she did not know to play Piano, she still remember the words of her dad &lt;b&gt;" Life is like a Piano, White keys are happy moments and black keys are sad moments but remember both keys are played together to give sweet music."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This thought gave her positive energy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She decided to work for collecting funds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She felt relieved and&amp;nbsp;was ready to face the problems. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-INA63VV3CjI/TXIh9bKufHI/AAAAAAAAAog/5_SAwQxKzDU/s1600/Tale49.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-INA63VV3CjI/TXIh9bKufHI/AAAAAAAAAog/5_SAwQxKzDU/s320/Tale49.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And that night she saw the beautiful dream in which she was happy with the things around her. She was having a good job and everything around her was more beautiful than ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Next morning, she wake up with the determination of making that dream true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Tale#49&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8149880750946561394?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8149880750946561394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8149880750946561394&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8149880750946561394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8149880750946561394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-INA63VV3CjI/TXIh9bKufHI/AAAAAAAAAog/5_SAwQxKzDU/s72-c/Tale49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4470576687274755430</id><published>2011-02-26T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T03:03:33.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do i miss those friends who does not even think about me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do i feel lonely without them ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why their memories made me cry at times?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do still, i have a hope that they will come back ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;...when I know they will never.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;More than above, I have a question..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why they left me alone when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;..they promised to be on my side always,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;..to maintain a forever friendship.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or why they did these promises to me ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never said to do so..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I always knew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; " No one will be with me forever"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was convinced with the reality of life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But again they gave me a hope&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;left me alone..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But this time my eyes were&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;not ready to shed tears like before,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really wanted to cry out my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but tears refused to rolled out...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4470576687274755430?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4470576687274755430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4470576687274755430&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4470576687274755430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4470576687274755430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2731556410537088678</id><published>2011-02-21T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:07:32.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand Parents'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is very painful to see your loved ones in a pathetic condition..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P.S: My Grand Father was in a critical condition. He is better now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2731556410537088678?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2731556410537088678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2731556410537088678&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2731556410537088678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2731556410537088678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/late-night-creation-7.html' title='Late Night Creation 9'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2738774978948042506</id><published>2011-02-17T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T07:21:29.675-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Worst Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anam was crying continuously because her boy friend, Athar was not talking to her. He was angry because she received a call from an unknown number. And it was strictly instructed by Athar, not to receive any call from any unknown number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OgLxrCZEkho/TV08RzzmzjI/AAAAAAAAAoc/CMeKH0E_rLI/s1600/cried.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OgLxrCZEkho/TV08RzzmzjI/AAAAAAAAAoc/CMeKH0E_rLI/s1600/cried.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anam did&amp;nbsp;apologizes many times but he was not giving any reply. It was not the first time when he was reacting this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She was very much hurt, tears were rolling down from her cheeks. She was reminding her life before being committed with him when she was a free bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But now she can't do anything without Athar's permission. It made her feel like someone has locked her in prison. She was feeling&amp;nbsp;suffocated. Anam was fed up of appeasing Athar on small things. She was literally pissed off with his attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But she could not do anything because she loves him more than her life. She can't even think of doing break-up. And might be it was the biggest mistake of her life that &lt;b&gt;" She loved someone more than herself"&lt;/b&gt;. Dedicated herself fully towards him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This situation was making her feel worst. She realised that in loving him, she has lost the real 'Anam'. Finally she decided not to call Athar anymore and did wait for his call...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After all every relationship needs dual effort. A single person can't maintain the relationship for so long.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2738774978948042506?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2738774978948042506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2738774978948042506&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2738774978948042506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2738774978948042506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/worst-feeling.html' title='Worst Feeling'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OgLxrCZEkho/TV08RzzmzjI/AAAAAAAAAoc/CMeKH0E_rLI/s72-c/cried.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2398599159129327160</id><published>2011-02-13T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T05:26:01.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Coincidence or Destiny ? Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/destiny.html"&gt;Part I&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/conincidence-or-destiny-part-ii.html"&gt;Part II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After one month of examination, destiny again made them stand in front of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Parth and Tanvi met each other in a coaching institute. They did not utter a word or gave any kind of expression but both were having the same excitement and kind of happiness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;They had crush on each other.&amp;nbsp;A question was arising in their mind &lt;i&gt;" Is it just a&amp;nbsp;coincidence&amp;nbsp;?"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It had become more difficult for them to begin a conversation now. They remained quite and did wait for each other to begin a conversation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And for destiny to unfold plans which it has for them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5eQkgP6PdU/TVNzPyhATRI/AAAAAAAAAro/ponrpEJ29tc/s1600/Tale+46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5eQkgP6PdU/TVNzPyhATRI/AAAAAAAAAro/ponrpEJ29tc/s320/Tale+46.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Be Continued..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Tale #46&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2398599159129327160?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2398599159129327160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2398599159129327160&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2398599159129327160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2398599159129327160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/coincidence-or-destiny-part-iii.html' title='Coincidence or Destiny ? Part III'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5eQkgP6PdU/TVNzPyhATRI/AAAAAAAAAro/ponrpEJ29tc/s72-c/Tale+46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6170626306613485397</id><published>2011-02-08T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T05:29:47.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Coincidence or Destiny ? Part-II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/destiny.html"&gt;Part I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tanvi was so nervous as it was her first exam of professional course. She checked out her role number and went into the class room. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She searched her seat and started praying to God. The moment, she looked at the guy who was sitting next to her, she frozed. Her nervousness disappeared and butterflies started&lt;/i&gt; curling in her stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TVDt3lVQNEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/yFM2luIkYjM/s1600/OQAAADPZhmgxW5EJLR_x3-MX_-sraXfh-hOKvUtTBzOcyGCPT_-GS5KG3deEc5rwcFqj5vZhd2ClRL-B0n66V5gNkoMAm1T1UMWcftw7i140F276cUsnN9iNVQna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TVDt3lVQNEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/yFM2luIkYjM/s200/OQAAADPZhmgxW5EJLR_x3-MX_-sraXfh-hOKvUtTBzOcyGCPT_-GS5KG3deEc5rwcFqj5vZhd2ClRL-B0n66V5gNkoMAm1T1UMWcftw7i140F276cUsnN9iNVQna.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was the same guy who gave her compliment during training days, with whom she always looked for starting a conversation but could not start. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was Parth,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; the one who looked perfect in formals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; She thought to say 'Hello' for a moment but on the other bell rang and examiner started distributing&amp;nbsp; examination paper. She forgot everything and concentrated on paper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seven days passed. They behaved like a stranger in all days. And once again their story remained incomplete..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Be Continued.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6170626306613485397?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6170626306613485397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6170626306613485397&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6170626306613485397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6170626306613485397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/conincidence-or-destiny-part-ii.html' title='Coincidence or Destiny ? Part-II'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TVDt3lVQNEI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/yFM2luIkYjM/s72-c/OQAAADPZhmgxW5EJLR_x3-MX_-sraXfh-hOKvUtTBzOcyGCPT_-GS5KG3deEc5rwcFqj5vZhd2ClRL-B0n66V5gNkoMAm1T1UMWcftw7i140F276cUsnN9iNVQna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7226926294106037346</id><published>2011-02-07T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T09:48:16.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><title type='text'>Past Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;He&lt;/b&gt; : " You are so sweet and cute. I like your voice and I really love to talk to you "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She felt happy for a moment but again her past came in front of her and His ex-voice echoed in her mind...the words he said &lt;i&gt;" Your voice is so sweet dear...I&amp;nbsp; feel like talking to you 24*7"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Her happiness faded and she feared of having the same hurt. She became silent. After few seconds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;She&lt;/b&gt;: "Thanks..talk to you later. Bye "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TVAvnbsLxUI/AAAAAAAAAoM/wqvr1qT5L8Q/s1600/OgAAAN1ezJuGAHfgU6-KDtn8YcUMrcZ0Wzf8LFl06yl05mcIZTvO-6e3u-tME3wuqI_eu2hqOy6yMkrPP56Dmok2LIYAm1T1UFqpQxvDyqjcZj5jktQE_BXj0_Yy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TVAvnbsLxUI/AAAAAAAAAoM/wqvr1qT5L8Q/s1600/OgAAAN1ezJuGAHfgU6-KDtn8YcUMrcZ0Wzf8LFl06yl05mcIZTvO-6e3u-tME3wuqI_eu2hqOy6yMkrPP56Dmok2LIYAm1T1UFqpQxvDyqjcZj5jktQE_BXj0_Yy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even if you try hard, you cannot over come from your past completely. Your past accompanied you always.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7226926294106037346?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7226926294106037346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7226926294106037346&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7226926294106037346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7226926294106037346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/past-memories.html' title='Past Memories'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TVAvnbsLxUI/AAAAAAAAAoM/wqvr1qT5L8Q/s72-c/OgAAAN1ezJuGAHfgU6-KDtn8YcUMrcZ0Wzf8LFl06yl05mcIZTvO-6e3u-tME3wuqI_eu2hqOy6yMkrPP56Dmok2LIYAm1T1UFqpQxvDyqjcZj5jktQE_BXj0_Yy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8346733910650158446</id><published>2011-02-05T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:59:06.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Confession direct from heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Month of Love has started and I am literally feeling like 'Love is in the air'. Everyone is so happy around me and I am too. But now a days I am missing that someone special in my Life. Ya Seriously I never felt this way before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had no idea about these things in my school life and in college, I was so busy in enjoying with my friends. But now when college has came to an end and I am busy with my professional studies, I have this feeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TU1jIU9kAiI/AAAAAAAAAoI/NXsv3dB_PTQ/s1600/thing-called-love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TU1jIU9kAiI/AAAAAAAAAoI/NXsv3dB_PTQ/s320/thing-called-love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feeling of being with someone with whom I could share all my secrets..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Being with one who share all his secrets with me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;For whom I will care..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With whom I feel like ' Yahi hai right choice baby.. :D ' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to feel those butterflies in the pit of my stomach..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to blush while thinking about him..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to be most special person for someone..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to change my blog title to "It is all about Love"&amp;nbsp; soon :P &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now I really wanna know how it feels to be in Love...true love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think Life will be incomplete without having such an experience...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmmmm God Please do listen and fulfill my wish soon :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S: I know it is kiddish post but I am smiling and having a nice feeling while writing it :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8346733910650158446?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8346733910650158446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8346733910650158446&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8346733910650158446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8346733910650158446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/confession-direct-from-heart.html' title='Confession direct from heart'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TU1jIU9kAiI/AAAAAAAAAoI/NXsv3dB_PTQ/s72-c/thing-called-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7443923157984639579</id><published>2011-02-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T21:19:02.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Coincidence or Destiny ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parth was a bright student of his school. After completing 12th, he enrolled himself with a professional course.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was his first day in computer training. The moment he entered into the campus, he saw a cute girl who was trying to manage her silky hairs. He smiled and entered into the room.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Excuse Me"&lt;/b&gt; someone said to him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;His heart slipped a beat when he saw the same girl in front of him. He excused her and she sat next to him. He was about to begin a conversation but teacher started his lecture.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teacher was giving instructions to students regarding practical. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;There was a pin drop silence in hall. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parth was amazed to saw the typing speed of that girl. He could not control himself and gave her a compliment &lt;b&gt;" Your typing speed is awesome."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She smiled and said &lt;b&gt;" Thank You "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her voice was very soft and she was looking so innocent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lecture came to an end and they went.&amp;nbsp; Parth was not able to sleep whole night. She was coming in his mind again and again. Finally he decided to talk to her next day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/TUpRq_MIiBI/AAAAAAAAAq8/bcIHSaHP8cQ/s1600/Tale+45.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/TUpRq_MIiBI/AAAAAAAAAq8/bcIHSaHP8cQ/s320/Tale+45.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; But when he reached, Teacher changed his seat. He was li'l disappointed but he gave priority to his studies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After that day, he never got a chance to talk to Tanvi as they hardly got spare time during training hours.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One month of training completed and their story remained incomplete...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;To Be Continued..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday Tale#45 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7443923157984639579?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7443923157984639579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7443923157984639579&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7443923157984639579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7443923157984639579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/destiny.html' title='Coincidence or Destiny ?'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/TUpRq_MIiBI/AAAAAAAAAq8/bcIHSaHP8cQ/s72-c/Tale+45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1632972565410509958</id><published>2011-02-01T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T01:07:04.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart vs Mind'/><title type='text'>Strange Situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;H : &lt;/b&gt;" Why don't you share your feelings with her. Why don't you tell her that her act has hurt you ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M: &lt;/b&gt;" I don't want to force anyone to be with me. It is her Life and It is her decision."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;H:&lt;/b&gt; " But her Life is connected with you dear."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M:&lt;/b&gt; "It was.. not now..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am happy with the moments I have spent with her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;H:&lt;/b&gt; Silently crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;'H' is for 'Heart' and 'M' is for 'Mind'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1632972565410509958?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1632972565410509958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1632972565410509958&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1632972565410509958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1632972565410509958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/strange-situation.html' title='Strange Situation'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2623882131311247655</id><published>2011-01-30T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T04:15:43.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Lesson of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He played the same game with different girls... She was the first one i guess ( or it is lack of information about him..don't know)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;After that she kept wondering "Does he have a heart or genuine feelings for some one ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Because he acts same with every girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She did not get any answer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;but it surely made her believe that &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;" People are not always the same as they present themselves in front of you"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;They can be so cheap that it will take so long only to believe on their act..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As she is not able to believe even after passing almost One Year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2623882131311247655?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2623882131311247655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2623882131311247655&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2623882131311247655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2623882131311247655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/lesson-of-life.html' title='Lesson of Life'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-4781990277920368231</id><published>2011-01-26T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:09:28.236-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a Thought'/><title type='text'>Just a thought 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pre Script: Use of Hindi language in this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Kabhi-Kabhi hum chah kar bhi jhoot nahi bol paate hain kyunki hamari aankhein hamare dil ka dard byaan kar deti hain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-4781990277920368231?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4781990277920368231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=4781990277920368231&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4781990277920368231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/4781990277920368231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-thought-21.html' title='Just a thought 21'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6761620586339922399</id><published>2011-01-25T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:30:17.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>School Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yesterday I attended wedding of my school friend's sister. Most of my school friends were there and it was a complete fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After school life, we hardly get time to meet each other. Everyone is busy in shaping their own career. Although we are in touch through social networking sites and messages but get together is something different. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was an awesome moment. Even though we don't meet often, I felt the same closeness. There were no formalities and formal talks. I was really "Me". We did leg pulling of each other, shared experiences and love life (after all meeting is incomplete without it :P).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was fun listening stories of boys and their non ending list :D. Girls are shy in this matter so they kept their secrets. I felt the same care from guys which I used to feel in school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the end of evening I felt like &lt;u&gt;abhi-to aaye-the-yaar&lt;/u&gt;. There was much more to talk about and I did not want to go home at that moment. But I had to so we made plan for our next meeting and I came back home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That evening made me realized that School friends are best. No one can take their place in life and even if I have lost so many friends, they will be with me always.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was feeling really happy that night. It was a beautiful evening and one of the best moment in my life :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6761620586339922399?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6761620586339922399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6761620586339922399&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6761620586339922399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6761620586339922399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/school-friends.html' title='School Friends'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7152146204541463118</id><published>2011-01-20T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:10:17.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Kiddo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was getting bore at home so logged into Yahoo messenger and started chatting with strangers. I met two good friends there. I was amazed that each one of them said to me that "You are a kiddo". Well many people has already said so. But it made me think that "How to be mature ?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;I did not get any answer because I do not want to be mature. I want to enjoy each moment of my life. I want to hang out with friends and have lots of fun. I want to demand new things from my dad all the time and want to make everyone smile. I love it when my mom gave me medicine from her hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TTkgYuQIqUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/QYyJs1P5yqY/s1600/socute.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TTkgYuQIqUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/QYyJs1P5yqY/s320/socute.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aww I don't want to miss all this. I want to listen my younger brother's nonsense talk and his feelings for his girl. I want to smile on each of his prank in spite of&amp;nbsp; giving him big lectures of not doing this and that. I want to tease my younger sister and want to play hide and seek with my small cousins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like it when Leo call me "Milky"(because I drink milk :P ) and love more when my friends message me "we missed u today at picnic a lot" because I did not join them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to enjoy in my fictional stories and like it more when my blogger friends smile after reading that. I want to believe again that Life is beautiful. I want to dream high...really high and want to make all that true one day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now you tell me..Won't I miss all these fun if i start behaving like a mature girl ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So Plan Cancel :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep Blogging&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep Rocking ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7152146204541463118?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7152146204541463118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7152146204541463118&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7152146204541463118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7152146204541463118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/kiddo.html' title='Kiddo'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TTkgYuQIqUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/QYyJs1P5yqY/s72-c/socute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-783244881634485738</id><published>2011-01-20T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T05:32:42.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><title type='text'>Thanking You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thank you so much for your replies on my previous post. I got my answers from your comments about which I was thinking from so many days. I am Thankful to you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I am fine now. Hope you all are doing well at your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Keep Blogging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Keep Rocking ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&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/8368586999533312002-783244881634485738?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/783244881634485738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=783244881634485738&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/783244881634485738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/783244881634485738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/thanking-you.html' title='Thanking You'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3424818856531868071</id><published>2011-01-18T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T03:36:36.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'>??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today I want to ask you few questions :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Are you happy ? Really happy with the things around you or you are adjusting yourself because you have to ? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"Have you ever felt like screaming on someone ? You wanted to give  him/her a&amp;nbsp; slap for hurting you but you did not. Just because you did not  want to show him/her that he/she has hurt you badly ??"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"Is Life really beautiful or it is just my illusion ? " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3424818856531868071?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3424818856531868071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3424818856531868071&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3424818856531868071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3424818856531868071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/question.html' title='??'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8845203129230381013</id><published>2011-01-14T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:05:58.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Being happy is far different from giving a fake smile. We often gave a fake smile but we rarely feel that happiness from heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as we grow up, percentage of giving a fake smile is much more than real happiness. So Enjoy each and every moment fully when you are really happy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Don't care about the people who considers your happiness as over excitement. After all it is your moment ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S: Apologize for not being at your blog. I am not well from past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8845203129230381013?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8845203129230381013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8845203129230381013&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8845203129230381013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8845203129230381013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/late-night-creation-7.html' title='Late Night Creation 8'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1051460925293825796</id><published>2011-01-09T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T02:12:49.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Just a thought 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The day I stopped expecting from people, they wanted me to expect from them. And when I did the same, they tried to make me understood &lt;i&gt;" Expectations Hurts !! "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is world. When you ignore people they do complain for it. But when you care for them, they take you for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Conclusion of all &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Always do what you like, not what people expects from you. "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because You can never satisfy them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1051460925293825796?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1051460925293825796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1051460925293825796&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1051460925293825796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1051460925293825796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-thought-20.html' title='Just a thought 20'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-3999648843524149198</id><published>2011-01-06T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T05:55:05.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>24 Hours in a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every one has 24 hours in a day to live. Some of them work hard in these 24 hours and become rich. Some spent all the time in blaming their destiny and remains poor. Some of them not able to decide their priorities of Life and remains confused. Some people does not waste even a second but some waste whole day just like any other day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life is sum of years. A year is a sum of days. And a day is sum of 24 hours. An hour which you have wasted may not effect your life but sum of&amp;nbsp; hours which you have wasted will definitely effect it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So it is up to us, how we&amp;nbsp;utilize&amp;nbsp;our 24 hours. It is valuable for each one of us. And it flews so fast that even if we want to hold it, we can't.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TSWRTLvF50I/AAAAAAAAAn8/WZFMzROykEg/s1600/Tale41.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TSWRTLvF50I/AAAAAAAAAn8/WZFMzROykEg/s320/Tale41.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time is running at its own speed. You have to increase your speed in Life if you want to win the race.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/2011/01/tale-41.html"&gt;Thursday Tale # 41&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ipodrocker.deviantart.com/art/pocketwatch-143961225"&gt;Image Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-3999648843524149198?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3999648843524149198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=3999648843524149198&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3999648843524149198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/3999648843524149198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/24-hours-in-day.html' title='24 Hours in a Day'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TSWRTLvF50I/AAAAAAAAAn8/WZFMzROykEg/s72-c/Tale41.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6806113864574709878</id><published>2011-01-01T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:06:51.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I am Smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.munciehighstreet.com/mediafiles/girl-smiling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.munciehighstreet.com/mediafiles/girl-smiling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When he was with me, I did not want to be in a relationship.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When he left me, his memories made me feel like hell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now when his memories are fading, m smiling :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Although I still do not know what really Love is..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He do taught me the importance of Love..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And this very moment, m having a really nice feeling in my heart..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I do not know what actually it is, but yeah...I am smiling :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S: And I guess it is a beautiful start of New Year :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6806113864574709878?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6806113864574709878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6806113864574709878&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6806113864574709878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6806113864574709878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-smiling.html' title='I am Smiling'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6640240550024192479</id><published>2010-12-31T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:27:55.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Welcome 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Year 2010 was far better than 2009. I have spent most of the time in coaching classes and enjoyed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with friends. I did good in studies this year. I wrote 99+ 1 = 100 posts this year on my blog. Yuppie !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thankfully, in year 2010, I was not in any confused stage and friendship was not messed up with Love feelings. But I missed my old friends so much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;At the end of 2010, I am happy being single and I can say that I am enjoying my life as the way I want.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But because of&amp;nbsp; busy schedule I am not in touch with many of my good friends or even if i m in contact, we do not&amp;nbsp; spent much time. That is why i miss them and those memorable moments which we have spent together.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well That is Life and it goes on. Isn't it ? ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks 2010 for making my Life better :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now it's time to give a warm welcome to 2011 and to wish you all A Very Happy New Year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.99galleries.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.99galleries.com/photo/2610.gif" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear 2011, Please be sweet with me and to all the readers of this blog through out the year so that we can say a big Thanks to you at 31st Dec 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As per resolution, I have decided to concentrate much more in studies so that I can clear my IPCC May Exam hopefully as well as I will enjoy Life because it is all about enjoying each and every moment. And the good point is that I have started enjoying with my books :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;So Have Blast in New Year Eve and Welcome it with sweet smile on your beautiful face. Because you never know who is falling in Love with your smile ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's all my plan. What about u ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6640240550024192479?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6640240550024192479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6640240550024192479&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6640240550024192479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6640240550024192479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcome-2011.html' title='Welcome 2011'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1882445396509708849</id><published>2010-12-31T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T02:12:08.933-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;When we love someone, we do feel happy from all our heart but when someone loves us, we do feel Special. And when the person whom we love, loves us then we are on cloud nine. That feeling can't be explained into words.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S: It seems from my blog posts that I am doing research on Love feelings lol but I love sharing what I think about ;) Now I am thinking about the day when i will really fall in Love. That day title of this blog will changed into " It is all about Love" :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-1882445396509708849?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1882445396509708849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=1882445396509708849&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1882445396509708849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/1882445396509708849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/late-night-creation-7.html' title='Late Night Creation 7'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2840925796427711618</id><published>2010-12-30T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:28:12.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Most Beautiful Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Mom,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I feel so lucky that I am your child. The way you do care of our whole family is awesome.You are so beautiful that you do not need any kind of make up. Your simplicity makes you more beautiful Mom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/TRrkQYLi_VI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cVu9aGRfcUA/s1600/Tale+40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/TRrkQYLi_VI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cVu9aGRfcUA/s320/Tale+40.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;In 19 years of my life, I have never heard any complain from you for anyone even when we live in joint family. I have always seen a smile on your face which make you more beautiful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When we ( me and my siblings) were kids, you never yelled at us like any other mom. You always agreed whatever we said. Whenever we said to make something, you happily made it. You never forced us to study and never stopped us from playing. &amp;nbsp;So sweet of you Mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even when I am 19, you never forced me to do household works, instead you always said to&amp;nbsp;concentrate&amp;nbsp;on studies. Whenever I asked you to go out, you got li'l bit scared but then again you allowed me. I have never heard your high voice. I know you have done lot of compromises in your life but that never came into your lips. You have so much of patience that even if someone yells at you, you remained quiet. &amp;nbsp;I love you Mom. Seriously I can't explain to you how much i silently admires you at each and every work you do. You are my inspiration. You taught me innumerable things that I can't even jot down. I want to be like you who manages all her work happily and never complains.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know each and every person around me praises you. My Friends who had met you only once said "Your Mom is so sweet. " I do feel proud to have you as my Mom. And my only aim is to make you feel proud to have me as your&amp;nbsp;daughter. I want to give you so much happiness. I always thanked God for this beautiful gift. Dad and You make a beautiful couple and it make me believe everyday that pairs are made in heaven.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love you so much Mom :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your Daughter !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_59906625"&gt;Thursday&amp;nbsp;Tale #40&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2840925796427711618?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2840925796427711618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2840925796427711618&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2840925796427711618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2840925796427711618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-beautiful-person.html' title='Most Beautiful Person'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/TRrkQYLi_VI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cVu9aGRfcUA/s72-c/Tale+40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6388971787986166500</id><published>2010-12-28T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T02:23:37.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Communication from Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have ever you felt like that you should talk to one of your friend even if you were so busy in doing something ? All of sudden you started missing him/her. Then you call him up and come to know that he was missing you too and really needs you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is what exactly happened with me. I was busy in studying. Suddenly I felt like I should talk to one of my very good friend. From past few days I was feeling the same but I ignored as I thought he must be busy with his girl friend :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I didn't know why he was coming in my mind? But that day I finally called him up. It was 7 P.M. He received the call after a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He:&lt;i&gt; " Hello... Riya "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I: &lt;i&gt;" Hiee..How are you ? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He: &lt;i&gt;" I am fine...Hmmm I am in Lucknow from 10 days.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I: &lt;i&gt;" What ?? Why did not you tell me ? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He: &lt;i&gt;" Hmmm I have to tell you so many things...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have drunk. Can you believe it ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started crying all of sudden and continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She left me. We did break up. You know what money is everything. If you do not have money, you do not have anything. Feelings, Love does not matter yaar. Money is everything. I am finished. Everything between us is over now...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And he burst into tears. He was broken completely. And I was like&lt;i&gt; what-should-i-say. &lt;/i&gt;Seriously I was shocked and confused too about what actually has happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I still remember the day when he told me about her. He was so so happy that I can't even explain to you. But now he was crying and I really did not know what should I say to him.&amp;nbsp; I was silent for few seconds. He was still crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried to convince him and said not to cry any more. But in my heart I was feeling really bad for him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He said &lt;i&gt;" Riya, you was also not with me when I really needed a friend... Just now I was thinking about you only." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That line pinched my heart and I felt guilty.Tears came into my eyes and I disconnected the call after saying to take care to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I know if that day he would not have drunk he would not have share it with me this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;But that day I came to know that some relationships are really connected from heart. When you miss them from all your heart, they do feel it. And these relationships does not need any way of communication. They communicate to each other direct from heart. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6388971787986166500?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6388971787986166500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6388971787986166500&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6388971787986166500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6388971787986166500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/communication-of-heart.html' title='Communication from Heart'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-492298385707530599</id><published>2010-12-25T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T01:07:06.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Express Yourself !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If today you are feeling blessed to have such a nice person by your side, say Thanks to him/her. Express your feelings at that very moment. Because you never know what will happen at the next moment. And you might not be able to express it at that time even if you want. So just do it. Right Now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I like Vodafone Delight Song&lt;i&gt; &lt;u&gt;" Little things you do for me..."&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/i&gt;so much. Yesterday I added few more words in it and dedicated that song to my friends. They were happy and that made me so much happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I am sharing those lines with you people too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TRWzSKk-tYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/jxh6K45-OrY/s1600/best_friends_images.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TRWzSKk-tYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/jxh6K45-OrY/s320/best_friends_images.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little things you do for me..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nobody else can make me feel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that much good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little Things you do for me..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making me smile..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No one else could.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little secrets you shared with me..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Makes me feel special.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That is why..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; I like the time..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; spent with you :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S: Merry Christmas to all of You :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-492298385707530599?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/492298385707530599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=492298385707530599&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/492298385707530599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/492298385707530599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/express-yourself.html' title='Express Yourself !!'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TRWzSKk-tYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/jxh6K45-OrY/s72-c/best_friends_images.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-8925434137358181596</id><published>2010-12-23T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T04:28:38.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Life is precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Vansh was crying continuously. No one was with him. He loved a girl with all his heart but today she is getting married with any other guy because his parents were against their Love. Nothing seems right to him. He was feeling like everything around him is finished. He is finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He was walking alone on the bridge at mid night. He&amp;nbsp; was looking at the river which was flowing under the bridge. He was still crying and about to take a jump from the bridge when his cell beeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neeyata calling..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;For one sec, he was not able to believe on his eyes. After a min, he received her call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She said calmly &lt;i&gt;" Vansh, Life is precious. Don't waste it for any one. Turn back. Your Life is waiting for you.&amp;nbsp; "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He turned and saw his girl in front of him. He was freezed. She ran and hugged him tightly. Vansh was overwhelmed. They were speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TRM-S9qM2sI/AAAAAAAAAns/H19PVGmwzjI/s1600/hu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="333" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TRM-S9qM2sI/AAAAAAAAAns/H19PVGmwzjI/s400/hu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;After few minutes when he realised that it is all in real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He asked her &lt;i&gt;" Yahan kab aayi ? Aur tumhe kaise pata chala ki mai yahan hun? And Your Father..Your Family..that Guy...Your marriage...You do not even know anything about this city."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She smiled and said &lt;i&gt;" Where there is a will, there is a way.."&lt;/i&gt; and winked [;)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;They hugged each other again and was lost in their own world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S: Finally I wrote a fictional Love Story again after so many days. I am happy. Hope you enjoyed too :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-8925434137358181596?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8925434137358181596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=8925434137358181596&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8925434137358181596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/8925434137358181596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-precious.html' title='Life is precious'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8W7qbOnCaww/TRM-S9qM2sI/AAAAAAAAAns/H19PVGmwzjI/s72-c/hu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5903273610571827601</id><published>2010-12-19T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T03:47:39.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing'/><title type='text'>Just Wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do they miss me the way I miss them ??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;was just wondering...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5903273610571827601?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5903273610571827601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5903273610571827601&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5903273610571827601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5903273610571827601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-wondering.html' title='Just Wondering'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-7795392331267570926</id><published>2010-12-18T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T04:22:51.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>I will wait..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will wait for the day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when they will call me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will wait for the day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when they will meet me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will wait for the day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; when they will treat me as&amp;nbsp; their same Friend again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That day may not come ever&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but I will wish for it every night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because I have a firm belief in my heart that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somewhere, Someday at Sometime&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will meet them for sure :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;P.S: This post is dedicated to my old online friends whom I have never met but missing them very much. &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-7795392331267570926?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7795392331267570926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=7795392331267570926&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7795392331267570926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/7795392331267570926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-will-wait.html' title='I will wait..'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-6726810428361453000</id><published>2010-12-15T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:25:38.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The things you are doing today whether good or bad will come back to you one day for sure. So always try to do good with others :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-6726810428361453000?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6726810428361453000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=6726810428361453000&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6726810428361453000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/6726810428361453000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/late-night-creation-6.html' title='Late Night Creation 6'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-5903439939204836818</id><published>2010-12-13T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T02:19:12.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Just a thought 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When someone has big expectations from us. We try our best  to fulfill that expectation but if still we fail, we really feel bad not because we can't achieve our aim but because somebody had expectations from us and that person is disappointed and sad because of us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/379/6AD21D2D447CE84A34959AB5EBB0B87A.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-5903439939204836818?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5903439939204836818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=5903439939204836818&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5903439939204836818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/5903439939204836818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-thought-19.html' title='Just a thought 19'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-2214032525952064140</id><published>2010-12-10T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T23:07:02.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><title type='text'>Friends Not Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Priya and Shreya were very good friends. They met in first year of their college and developed a bonding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Priya was of jolly nature while Shreya was an introvert person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They spent memorable moments of college life together and both love each other a lot. But after completing graduation Shreya get busy with further studies while Priya made new friends and was enjoying with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then they hardly met. One day they were doing chat on cell after so many days but they did not have any topic to talk about.&amp;nbsp; Priya told her about her new friends after that an awkward silence was present between them. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shreya felt bad&amp;nbsp; but she was happy for her that she is enjoying her life and happy with new friends. She never called her up because she thought " Priya has new friends. May be they are better than me that is why now she do not want to share anything with me. So i should not disturb her. And if she still consider me as her good friend, she will come back to me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the other side, Priya also felt bad but she thought " Sometimes it became important to create distance in a relationship. Not because I do not want her in my life but because I want to see my importance in her life. And if still i have the same place in her life..She will talk to me. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After that day none of them did contact and their beautiful friendship came to an end.. !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/121/363EDAC816754599DB62194D56880F0A.png" style="-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8368586999533312002-2214032525952064140?l=ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2214032525952064140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8368586999533312002&amp;postID=2214032525952064140&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2214032525952064140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8368586999533312002/posts/default/2214032525952064140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygalblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/friends-not-forever.html' title='Friends Not Forever'/><author><name>Ordinary Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04945950946807829860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQCBo1ZAZ0/TwhK_QBeLKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uk8RRr62bOQ/s220/29395_1376163817529_1634857358_949817_5073561_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8368586999533312002.post-1183686036559653714</id><published>2010-12-09T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T03:22:59.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Room for Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late Night Creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Late Night Creation 5</title><content type='html'>&l
