<?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-1347372913038624562</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:19:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Words of Mouth"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kitchiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039226686816742508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347372913038624562.post-8789198093437699452</id><published>2008-10-19T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:26:09.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Reliance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We may not have super powers like what super heroes have, we can't be invisible behind man's eye or run a speed of light but the power that resides beneath us is the power that makes us move and soar to things we know we can do. This power is also the power that let us try things whether known or unknown in the eyes of man for the power that lies within that power will only work if we ourselves will going to use it in making it possible. It is the fuel that will enable the machine embedded within us to start its operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;     Our heart, our inner-self, our conviction speaks louder more than a mouth could do, this only entails that man in nature has cravings, necessities, urges and even bothering moments in life. It also tells that no matter how related we are with each other, every individual in this sea of faces differ from one another. His life is his life, mine is mine, man therefore has his own attainments whether educational, spiritual, or in social aspect but what binds us together and the reason why we meet each other is our instinct on this living planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;     Humans do not have the strength of a horse, the eyesight of an eagle, the speed of a cheetah and the power scent of a bloodhound. But, humans stand above all living creatures because of our superior intelligence, our reasoning power, unique abilities, and most of all our capacity on exploring ourselves- knowing who and what we are as a person. Believing in our own skills and trusting our own feelings by engaging to different kinds of scenarios will show the realm and true picture of ours. By capturing those real images will help us discover our own classification and characters among others. In this way, man ables to find out what are his positive points and what lacks in him, it also enables him to distinguish his strengths from his weaknesses by playing the game of life he continously fighting for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347372913038624562-8789198093437699452?l=1inzhik8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/8789198093437699452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347372913038624562&amp;postID=8789198093437699452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/8789198093437699452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/8789198093437699452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/2008/10/self-reliance.html' title='Self-Reliance'/><author><name>kitchiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039226686816742508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347372913038624562.post-8863703070976361482</id><published>2008-10-09T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:37:19.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queries of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* What if I'm not in-love to you?, Will you care to give me your heart?&lt;br /&gt;* What if you did not come in my life?, Will you still exist in this world for me?&lt;br /&gt;* What if I let and has passed to you the flower of youth?, Will you be happy and satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;* What if I will hate you?, Will you hate me too?&lt;br /&gt;* What if we are really meant for each other?, Will you accept the verdict that speaks of reality?&lt;br /&gt;* What if I will kill you?, Will you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;* What if time comes that you will be the one to beg for my love?, Will you also cry me a river?&lt;br /&gt;* What if you will know the other side of me?, Will you still accept me?&lt;br /&gt;* What if I will spread your dirty secrets?&lt;br /&gt;* What if I will kill you?, Will you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;* What if I will curse you for hurting me?&lt;br /&gt;* What if I will forget all the memories we shared?, Will you also do the same?&lt;br /&gt;* What if we will exchange places, you to me, me to you?, Will the situation be the same?&lt;br /&gt;* What if our worlds fall apart?, Will you find your way back to me by heart?&lt;br /&gt;* What of we chose friendship instead of the other way?, Will all this cold fighting exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347372913038624562-8863703070976361482?l=1inzhik8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/8863703070976361482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347372913038624562&amp;postID=8863703070976361482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/8863703070976361482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/8863703070976361482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-what-ifs.html' title='Queries of my heart'/><author><name>kitchiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039226686816742508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347372913038624562.post-7843827358427914307</id><published>2008-10-09T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:38:51.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Religion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believer and firm,&lt;br /&gt;Worshipping the Almighty:&lt;br /&gt;Southern Baptist Youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" Burden"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt and agony&lt;br /&gt;a burning flame in one's heart&lt;br /&gt;sorrow is the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347372913038624562-7843827358427914307?l=1inzhik8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/7843827358427914307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347372913038624562&amp;postID=7843827358427914307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/7843827358427914307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/7843827358427914307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/2008/10/haiku.html' title='Haiku'/><author><name>kitchiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039226686816742508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347372913038624562.post-2414390069073203576</id><published>2008-10-09T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:39:41.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We are looking for a far-out way to make love happen in everything that we do, in every situation we are into. We have known all the time that love and love alone is the answer to personal problems and to the world we belong. When love encompasses us, we perceive things wonderfully like a television that helps broaden our outlook. We may not see ourselves in big screens where we can rewind and fast-forward certain situations we want but we can always reminisce tha past and make the future possible. Indeed, love- great and genuine love has something to do with it. And, there is never a moment we don't need love, we always need love and love is what makes life beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No matter how seemingly apart Guido to Dara he never stopped in pursuing his love and has this intense determination and power of will for his dearest one. The chain of love bound them and lived life inspite of all the adversities and racial discriminations they suffered. The happy family was dared by the cruelness and fearsome inevitable war between Germans and Jews. Doom surrounded the place, men bathed in their own bloods, families were separated, and hope seemed to evade but for the tough Guido life was a game they ought to win, and Yes! they ended victorious, and smiles were seen on their faces and put life a meaning again. Life started to bloom where hopes and dreams are possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Guido- a jolly man who fell in love with her princess the first time their eyes met. A man with a word who always follow his heart. And, a husband who stands his feet for his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dara- a charming woman who belongs to a prominent family but preferred to live life in simple ways. A loving and supporting wife who never left his family in times of distress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Joshua- a smart and obedient little boy who loved both his parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347372913038624562-2414390069073203576?l=1inzhik8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/2414390069073203576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347372913038624562&amp;postID=2414390069073203576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/2414390069073203576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/2414390069073203576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-beautiful.html' title='Life is beautiful'/><author><name>kitchiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039226686816742508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347372913038624562.post-8238427560403947256</id><published>2008-10-09T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:42:06.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T'nalak Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Nestled in the heart of South Cotabato, Koronadal along with nine other municipalities blessed with fertile plains and scenic spots celebrated the spectacles and splendors of T'nalak Festival last July 18, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;   The said festival officially started on the 12th of July where dwellers came to witness the torch parade and started to enjoy the dances and yells in the streets. For almost a week of celebration, South Cotabatenos were joined by guests, celebreties and tourists in witnessing varios events like the search or pageant night, choir competition, band and drum corps and a basketball game with the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;    The highlight of the said festival is the street dancing with the participants in their bright and colorful cotumes accented with T'nalak cloth. The participants bravely faced the heat of the sun cheering as they roam around Gensan Drive with the grand concluding performance at SMRAA to their heart's delight. It was a competition between municipalities- the best will be hailed as the champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;    The desire and enjoyment in the faces of the people simply showed that the festival is said to be an entertaining one. The grand and intricate fireworks display was the most awaited event of the festival. Colorful and different scenes hovered the sky that made the spectators to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347372913038624562-8238427560403947256?l=1inzhik8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/8238427560403947256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347372913038624562&amp;postID=8238427560403947256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/8238427560403947256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/8238427560403947256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/2008/10/tnalak-festival.html' title='T&apos;nalak Festival'/><author><name>kitchiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039226686816742508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347372913038624562.post-9109506360039745045</id><published>2008-10-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:52:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>When the sun bid goodbye to light,&lt;br /&gt;and darkness soon covered the sky with the cold breeze of wind that touches the skin,&lt;br /&gt;loneliness soothes from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pouring of rain along with a drum like thundering has taken away my everything,&lt;br /&gt;the cruel drops of every rain pierced my heart in sorrow and in pain,&lt;br /&gt;loneliness encompasses me, loneliness overcome me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is no ache that hurts as much of that a lonely heart broken into pieces while being left alone, left alone inside that room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hovel that sheds it from all circumstances was torn down in great depress,&lt;br /&gt;the eyes once shimmering has now lost its sparks,&lt;br /&gt;the heart once filled with joy has now ended its beat,&lt;br /&gt;and the hope where it used to cling reached its unfavorable ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347372913038624562-9109506360039745045?l=1inzhik8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/9109506360039745045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347372913038624562.post-701863172278781222</id><published>2008-10-08T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:44:02.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When the mind is without worries and the feeling is very high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When words came out from the depth of truth and suppress all the lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When hidden emotions are released,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;shouted to its highest peak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and a feeling of satisfaction is what it brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When everything seems to be perfect like heaven and paradise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;cherishing every moments, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;savoring the taste of certainty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;holding the gift of life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and glancing every blessings in delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When the flickery light shines like a morning sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;glazing its rays from up above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;God gave me everything I prayed for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He has given me that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tranquility is what I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;inner peace is He brings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;in His presence I would only live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He catches me whenever I fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He strengthens me each time I stumble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He is my only God I know and would only praise for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When Cupid's potion for me he had cast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;out he leads and fries me in the fire of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;along with his bow and arrow he then shot me right to my guy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;red heart-winged images is what I see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;anywhere, everywhere I may be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;sparkling eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;blooming aura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;inspired thoughts- ways to convey a joyous me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When the storm has passed and the fever-fit is over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;surpassing each trials,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I know I grew stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ah! It is so nice to be me again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;flashing a sweet real smile again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;giggling and laughing out loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and to top it all having a peaceful mind makes me happy of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347372913038624562-701863172278781222?l=1inzhik8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/feeds/701863172278781222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347372913038624562&amp;postID=701863172278781222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/701863172278781222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347372913038624562/posts/default/701863172278781222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1inzhik8.blogspot.com/2008/10/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>kitchiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039226686816742508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOdqwXtw0jg/SO17lmwgE9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eRD-gBbQc_k/S220/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
