<?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-16957052</id><updated>2012-02-02T21:30:02.631-08:00</updated><category term='What are you as an individual?'/><category term='DAYS UPDATES'/><title type='text'>PRECIOUS LIFE .......................</title><subtitle type='html'>Be the reason for someone's Happiness never a part of it 
Be a part of someone's Sadness never the reason for it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8921699719017935717</id><published>2012-02-02T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:30:02.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6ZbdxrEUNI/Tytwzsr-z0I/AAAAAAAACYE/Du5hZ30p2Xc/s1600/beautiful_feeling_by_eliara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6ZbdxrEUNI/Tytwzsr-z0I/AAAAAAAACYE/Du5hZ30p2Xc/s400/beautiful_feeling_by_eliara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704777386466135874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FEELINGS...........&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have our loved one's at one side (family) who had great plans and dreams for us. What is what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have everything so glare in life. Is it all that everyone needs to go through these situations. I am not a exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl takes birth in a place and grows up with her little dreams and when she in the juncture of moving out of her secured place how does it feel. Its her own heart speaks. She is talking to her self through this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i moving out of a secured place. Where ever i go will it be comfortable will there be people to hear my voice my inner thoughts. Can I be my own self. No idea...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all i know one thing i am moving out of a known and secured place. I am sure the other side of the river may be green with little thorns but will i be able to step on those and bear the pain. ALL THE BEST!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-8921699719017935717?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8921699719017935717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8921699719017935717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8921699719017935717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8921699719017935717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2012/02/feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6ZbdxrEUNI/Tytwzsr-z0I/AAAAAAAACYE/Du5hZ30p2Xc/s72-c/beautiful_feeling_by_eliara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-7682722674883868113</id><published>2012-01-31T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:12:20.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plc0oPtucts/TyjXuCVR9XI/AAAAAAAACX4/3ZNOVqS0Cx8/s1600/apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plc0oPtucts/TyjXuCVR9XI/AAAAAAAACX4/3ZNOVqS0Cx8/s400/apple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704046113964815730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Decision Vs Uncertainty&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  I am alone in making any decision about my life. When i test myself with my risk taking capabilities. Do I really have that ability? I am unsure about everything. I have a lot of fear about the unknown, unseen. Can I really trust anyone can I take this step. Many more questions in my mind. At times I have had sleepless nights with these thoughts. I am still surviving with all these questions in mind. &lt;br /&gt;I believe strong in a super natural power whom I name as JESUS. I have him in my life, he is my father and he knows all my needs and he would never allow me to get disappointed in life. He would never ever leave me nor forsake me. He is the author of my life. He has all the power over me.&lt;br /&gt;Am I still uncertain about life. Do I still need to think more to move on life. Do I still have to struggle in finding out more and more about a person. Am I being abnormal. I donot have any answer.&lt;br /&gt;I have read a scripture today lord spoke to me that seek me I will teach you the unknown. I am moving ahead with this word today. I know my lord knows me and he would fulfill all my inner desires.&lt;br /&gt;Lord teach me they ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-7682722674883868113?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/7682722674883868113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=7682722674883868113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7682722674883868113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7682722674883868113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2012/01/decision-vs-uncertainty-when-i-am-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plc0oPtucts/TyjXuCVR9XI/AAAAAAAACX4/3ZNOVqS0Cx8/s72-c/apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8233554724899819223</id><published>2012-01-04T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:27:07.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_8bGXMgLCw/TwVCq_mHhXI/AAAAAAAACKA/rd9QDEsj5u4/s1600/today.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_8bGXMgLCw/TwVCq_mHhXI/AAAAAAAACKA/rd9QDEsj5u4/s400/today.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694030610273109362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Greetings and wishes for the year 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that this year be a year of joy and year of blessings for each one of us. Had a great start this year. I have met few of my friend in this year. Much awaited convocation is there this year. I am hoping that the lord has lead me so many years in my life and this year is going to be a year of multi fold blessings for me in specific. I am very sure that this year is meant for all of us in many ways. We must have planned things already in our planners. But seek lord as we go ahead with our plan. When he is before us he guides and guards us from all the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY THIS YEAR BE BLESSED FOR EACH ONE OF YOU AS YOU ENTER A NEW BEGINNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE OF CHRIST FOLLOW YOU....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-8233554724899819223?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8233554724899819223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8233554724899819223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8233554724899819223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8233554724899819223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2012/01/greetings-and-wishes-for-year-2012.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_8bGXMgLCw/TwVCq_mHhXI/AAAAAAAACKA/rd9QDEsj5u4/s72-c/today.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-1634866106871892480</id><published>2011-09-27T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T00:24:42.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about changes and they are persistent changes in everyone's life. I had a bitter moment quiet sometime back about 5 months back which turned my life into totally different and blank page, have had tears all day long but finally when i look back today its just the realization which was missing at that point in time. I have a friend who was very close friend to me and we were good colleagues too. May be lord brings people and takes them off when their purpose for existence in our life is over. I have had the same , we are still friends but we are not the same old friends. I believe in giving my best to my friends in good manner. If that’s miss read by anyone I want to be blameless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not perfect as a human being and I am human who has purpose on this earth. I am not sure if I can revive back to the same. But I am sure life has to move and it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alone now and have no good friends but still life teaches the best and I have learnt a lot during this 5 months time duration want to thank my friend for all that they have done to me until this minute.&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful to everyone for all that they have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-1634866106871892480?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/1634866106871892480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=1634866106871892480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1634866106871892480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1634866106871892480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2011/09/friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-2723680023837387021</id><published>2011-06-29T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T02:40:29.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlAp9GLo8M4/Tgry5qeErHI/AAAAAAAAB2w/2-o1YeJGzmc/s1600/busy_man_275.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlAp9GLo8M4/Tgry5qeErHI/AAAAAAAAB2w/2-o1YeJGzmc/s400/busy_man_275.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623574157192375410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Busy EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a month which started and going to soon end with a hectic note. I had some evaluations from the college there were some subjects which 11 and 7 chapters to go through and had project deliverable at the same time. By god's grace i finished everything on time and was able to keep up my word. I had totally detached from the world of social network, went home after 2 long months. I think these are this is something i never imagined it would be. I am hoping that this semester i would be able to do preparation prior and no last minute rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys who ever were supporting me from office and from college thank you so much for all your help and guidance. Its been really tough for me and you guys were with me in my journey during my hard times. I will never ever forget you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU ABUNDANTLY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-2723680023837387021?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/2723680023837387021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=2723680023837387021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/2723680023837387021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/2723680023837387021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-it-was-month.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlAp9GLo8M4/Tgry5qeErHI/AAAAAAAAB2w/2-o1YeJGzmc/s72-c/busy_man_275.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-26856635672263423</id><published>2011-03-21T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:48:57.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let Go of Sunk Costs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES THIS SOUND FAMILIAR? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGqN3nDOqVo/TYg4GpOzRbI/AAAAAAAABzQ/sEYUW-fus-I/s1600/sunkCost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGqN3nDOqVo/TYg4GpOzRbI/AAAAAAAABzQ/sEYUW-fus-I/s400/sunkCost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586777024551404978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You purchased a coat a couple of years ago—you paid good money for it—then brought it home, tried it on, felt it wasn’t right for that day, put it in the closet, took it out every few weeks, and put it back in. You’ve worn it once or twice, if at all. Your partner says, “Why don’t you throw that coat away? You never wear it.” But you say, “I can’t. I paid good money for it.” In fact, if you didn’t own the coat, you would never go out and buy it now—because you know it’s not right for you. But because you own it, you can’t get rid of it. It’s a “sunk cost.” You’ve sunk time, money, energy, and reputation into something and you feel you cannot walk away from it. You can’t throw it out, leave it behind, or give it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about your life right now. Begin with your possessions. Are there things that you have been keeping—maybe even hoarding—that you can’t seem to throw out because you paid money for them or simply because you have them? Do you feel stuck in a relationship that you know is self-defeating, but unable to break it off because you’ve invested so much of yourself in it? Or you are stuck in a job that’s wrong for you, but afraid that making a change means “throwing it all away”?&lt;br /&gt;The irony of a sunk cost is that the more we put into it—the more it costs us—the harder it is to abandon it. Staying with a sunk cost can also make us more depressed—more helpless, less confident, and more regretful. For example, people often stay in abusive relationships for a long time because the relationships have made them feel helpless and inferior—the very traits that keep them from asserting themselves. Sunk costs can become self-fulfilling prophecies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunk costs are everywhere. We have sunk costs in relationships we cannot leave, jobs we no longer find rewarding, houses we can’t afford to sell for less than top dollar, clothes that fill up our closets and attics, and junk that we collect. When we say, “I can’t throw that out because I paid good money for it,” we are honoring a sunk cost. We are making a decision looking backward at what we paid for it, rather than looking forward to how useful it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good decisions are about looking forward, not backward. Good decisions are based on future utility—that is, what you will get out of them in the long run—and aimed at moving you toward your future goals. They’re about the future, not about the past. Sunk costs are almost always about rescuing past mistakes and trying to make them work out. Sunk costs are about throwing good money after bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can break free from sunk costs by asking yourself, “What decision would I make if I had to go back to the beginning—before I made the decision to get into this?” For example, if you never bought the coat or never got into the no-win relationship, would you do it again? If the answer is no, then why hold on to it now? You can also ask yourself, “What advice would I give a friend?” If the answer is, “Get out,” then give that advice to yourself. The only reason you are staying in is to try to prove that a bad decision will turn out to be a good decision. And you can recognize that giving up a sunk cost doesn’t mean it was a total waste of time. You may have gotten some use out of it—some pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that the costs now outweigh the benefits.  Giving up on a sunk cost will allow you to focus on goals and behavior within your control—new relationships, activities, and interests—that you can start pursuing almost immediately. You cannot control the past decisions that led to a sunk cost. But you can control what you do now—and in the future. Giving up on a sunk cost opens new doors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-26856635672263423?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/26856635672263423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=26856635672263423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/26856635672263423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/26856635672263423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-go-of-sunk-costs-does-this-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGqN3nDOqVo/TYg4GpOzRbI/AAAAAAAABzQ/sEYUW-fus-I/s72-c/sunkCost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-1551007072009450045</id><published>2011-03-11T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T02:52:04.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today’s Learning-Marketing concepts.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ME5cbuMyeHU/TXn-q7HDoRI/AAAAAAAABu8/wbGL_Qh3yHg/s1600/market_concept.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ME5cbuMyeHU/TXn-q7HDoRI/AAAAAAAABu8/wbGL_Qh3yHg/s400/market_concept.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582773226477691154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a complete day session on marketing management, the first thing is I figured out the book that we were given is authored by the professor. Wow when I read few chapters, I understood that the examples are almost all from Indian market and easy to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Most interesting thing today was the class. I have really enjoyed learning the concepts of marketing. Four pillars and 10p’s , segmentation, targeting and positioning the brand and all with examples from the market.&lt;br /&gt;Before the first break the slide professor shared was ‘Become a cardiologist’&lt;br /&gt;The most inspiring this is if you need to be a good marketing person you have to be customer centric.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly you have to 24X7 with the customer, in this case a cardiologist is always on the call and very much required.&lt;br /&gt;Third and most important is “ When you operate on heart remember this is indispensable and many hearts are dependent on this heart”&lt;br /&gt;Meant a lot to me.. Thanks to professor for enlightening us today with his clear concept explanations and examples. Looking forward to attend two more sessions of this professor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-1551007072009450045?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/1551007072009450045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=1551007072009450045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1551007072009450045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1551007072009450045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2011/03/todays-learning-marketing-concepts.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ME5cbuMyeHU/TXn-q7HDoRI/AAAAAAAABu8/wbGL_Qh3yHg/s72-c/market_concept.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-7652647084443340215</id><published>2011-03-09T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:39:26.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MY NEW FRIEND…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently made a new friendship with a girl. I know her because of my classes, which I am attending during my GMITE program. She is very nice younger to me by a year. That’s all to introduce her here. She is very very nice and similarities of her and me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--We both are Librans&lt;br /&gt;--We both are studying in the same college&lt;br /&gt;-- We both belong to the same group for assignments and combined studies&lt;br /&gt;--We both stay in same area called JAYANAGAR in BENGULURU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these are just not enough to make friendship we share common thoughts and we are comfortable to speak with each other. &lt;br /&gt;I must say she is good in sharing her thoughts public, as i do here. I am giving a section of her speech which she delivered on WOMEN'S DAY...&lt;br /&gt;The part that immensely attracted me is the conclusion. I thought this channel I share and cherish with you all these few thoughts of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FRIEND'S SPEECH (ONE SECTION)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have experienced how uncomfortable it feels when a highway is under construction. For centuries human society was like single lane, one way road. Now it is becoming a highway. Men and women should make it convenient for each other to move ahead. Smooth drive is possible on this new highway only through mutual respect, understanding and acknowledgement of each other’s strengths. Men and women should create a peaceful and healthy world together for the forthcoming generations.&lt;br /&gt;This transformation does not need a liberation movement. Nothing can change overnight by celebrating women’s day once in a year. This starts with small and simple steps. When women are respected at home and workplace and are given equal opportunities to express their creativity, the collaboration will commence. &lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all the lovely ladies here and to those gentlemen who accept and appreciate the value of women in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Koyn4SQ-9o/TXhxcdmMOWI/AAAAAAAABu0/KCpjQLw14Zk/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Koyn4SQ-9o/TXhxcdmMOWI/AAAAAAAABu0/KCpjQLw14Zk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582336471920818530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for your wonderful clarity in your thoughts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-7652647084443340215?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/7652647084443340215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=7652647084443340215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7652647084443340215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7652647084443340215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-friend-i-recently-made-new.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Koyn4SQ-9o/TXhxcdmMOWI/AAAAAAAABu0/KCpjQLw14Zk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-1045441349187013087</id><published>2011-01-11T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T23:40:05.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TS1ax0G0ZkI/AAAAAAAABtk/oultVGYKzpA/s1600/matthew11_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TS1ax0G0ZkI/AAAAAAAABtk/oultVGYKzpA/s400/matthew11_28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561200926719764034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY TESTIMONY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD supplies all our needs at his time..!&lt;br /&gt;I am the witness for the biggest miracle that happens in my life. I have seen loads of hope and trust in lord. I knew things are going to work. GOD had put me that burden to take out my sinful life and clean be and bring me to right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might sound silly to others but it means a lot. I had applied for a course in a prestigious institution I had all the faith that things will workout positive for me on 16th December 2010 i got reminded that things did not really turned out as i had thought off. I went into major disappointment. Cried enough with mom and LORD. &lt;br /&gt;Mom told me one thing to wait for the second list as human i had variety of thoughts I felt what i did not get in first list what are you talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my pastor at FGAG church he gave me a verse which said lord will go before you and he will prepare a place for you before he leads you there. The same things happen. I went to the same college on 29th and met the professor and he confirmed my seat on that day, I had faith that on 29th lord is doing this for me. You might not believe I saved in my mobile also those details that lord is placing me in that college on 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my testimony in my professional life. I am sure GOD is going to lead me through this course for a year. I love my lord and he is everything for me. Bless everyone to know you as a personal savior o lord. Give them that burden in their life to know you more and more. AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-1045441349187013087?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/1045441349187013087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=1045441349187013087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1045441349187013087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1045441349187013087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-testimony-lord-supplies-all-our.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TS1ax0G0ZkI/AAAAAAAABtk/oultVGYKzpA/s72-c/matthew11_28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-1037176057168479876</id><published>2010-10-18T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:47:39.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TL0-ux_ZhhI/AAAAAAAABmk/obfLzNFxeUo/s1600/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529644890894992914" style="WIDTH: 484px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TL0-ux_ZhhI/AAAAAAAABmk/obfLzNFxeUo/s400/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disappointments of Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of used now to do long distance travels and sleep almost all the time in flight and only open eyes when the crew calls me for my special veggie items. God bless them for supplying all the things on a just ring. That apart finally had a safe journey and reached the destinations; we as human have some expectations from our families&lt;br /&gt;I loved always giving my family the surprises once when I was in Dhaka I just landed in Hyderabad without intimation and went straight to my sister’s office. That was hilarious too as she got a shock that day. I normally do not inform at home and trouble them to come to see me off and receive me when I come back from my business trips. I manage on my own.&lt;br /&gt;This time the same happened I went home with out any intimation. The response was very cold. I am a personality who cannot see the dirty house. After 20 hours of long journey and 3 hours of journey from Bangalore I reach home and my maid was very exited to see me more than anyone. She came running to me took my luggage from my hands and she helped me clearing things at home and clean all the rooms with in limited time. My mind always ringed that my loved ones are not so happy that I am home.&lt;br /&gt;I am not being judgmental about anyone here. As they were more worried about a little one in the family who was not keeping well. My mom’s attention was totally on him she did not even ask me if I had nice time and how was my stay there. I forced myself to tell about my uncle and family whom I met in USA. She barely heard me while I was chanting all the mantras. I am sure all these must have sounded her as if I am just wasting her time.&lt;br /&gt;All good I decided to leave home after a while ask me then what happened. I burst into tears and mom could not just believe how I felt all those while until she witnessed my tears. I told her not to come till bus station to even; she came with the little one and maid. Mom was really in panic situation as in front of her there are so many things. For a little while she did not understood quiet how it feels. She kept quiet and let me cry. Then she said I am totally occupied about little one’s health. I was really not convinced with that answer and I travelled three hours in a bus with almost struggling mindset.&lt;br /&gt;That was my welcome note after my short business trip to USA. Hope and pray no one comes across this situation for any reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“How To Handle he Disappointments Of Life”Because we do not know how to skillfully handle life’s disappointments we sometimes panic, get in fear and make wrong choices.. However, Gods Word gives us instructions to help us to successfully navigate through major disappointments and crisis. This series is a “must have” for those times when we encounter the challenges of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-1037176057168479876?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/1037176057168479876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=1037176057168479876&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1037176057168479876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1037176057168479876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/10/disappointments-of-life-i-am-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TL0-ux_ZhhI/AAAAAAAABmk/obfLzNFxeUo/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-7887798330320525980</id><published>2010-10-12T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:17:49.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLTsR-K5rEI/AAAAAAAABU0/wBhKeJWrKgw/s1600/IMG_4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527302436181093442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 559px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLTsR-K5rEI/AAAAAAAABU0/wBhKeJWrKgw/s400/IMG_4251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLTr-o9IpCI/AAAAAAAABUs/FK-vojVqa3s/s1600/IMG_4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLToJvDJ8uI/AAAAAAAABUU/I21THGDG2Z8/s1600/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OFFICIAL VISITS…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on an onsite assignments was always hectic and last minute rushing. One thing I must cherish is that I always got opportunities to meet my family members where ever I went. This time US trip is another memorable both in personal and professional front. I had nice hectic days at office and got to learn a lot from the point of view of work culture. Got a chance to meet all the colleagues in the other side of the globe. Meeting reporting director here was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;On an entirely different note met my uncle who is here in 20 min drive distance. It was always great to meet them here and cherish family incidents with them. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLToJvDJ8uI/AAAAAAAABUU/I21THGDG2Z8/s1600/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527297896636609250" style="WIDTH: 475px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLToJvDJ8uI/AAAAAAAABUU/I21THGDG2Z8/s400/IMG_0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to almost wind up things here and return back to home. I am looking forward for that too. Packing and getting ready for a day journey back to India and start getting adjusted to time and then meet mom dad and chinnodu friends back in Bangalore. Wow its awesome experience. I must thank with out fail the lord almighty and then the people who have supported me to get things all in place in short time span. Then people who took care of me when I was unwell special thanks to my all colleagues who always gave me immense support at work and made sure i reach hotel safe.&lt;br /&gt;I visited couple of places here and will never forget those too:&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Diablo&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;and the list of colleagues I met and had fun in midst of hectic work schedules.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys you were very nice to me all the time. GOD BLESS YOU all while we are returning back home in days time... Have all the travel blessings and reach home safe and cherish the time with your loved one's. People who are staying back well enjoy until you are here and meet you guys back in Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinnana Chinnamma , Dan, Mike will look forward to meet you all in India soon. My prayers are with you guys as you do house warming this week end. All the best guys... Love you all &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-7887798330320525980?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/7887798330320525980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=7887798330320525980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7887798330320525980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7887798330320525980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/10/official-visits-going-on-onsite.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLTsR-K5rEI/AAAAAAAABU0/wBhKeJWrKgw/s72-c/IMG_4251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8959892072153459080</id><published>2010-10-11T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T14:33:25.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLNpUpiOovI/AAAAAAAABT8/Sz1K_UpKOHo/s1600/Oracle-+SFO+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526876971181449970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLNpUpiOovI/AAAAAAAABT8/Sz1K_UpKOHo/s400/Oracle-+SFO+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New fruit I tasted here in US-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Persimmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, delicious persimmon fruits are rich in health promoting nutrients such as vitamins, minerals and anti-oxidants that are vital for optimum health. Botanically, the fruit belongs to the family of Ebenaceae of the genus: Diospyros; scientifically named as Diospyros virginiana.&lt;br /&gt;This delicate oriental fruit is native of china. It spread to Japan very long ago and later was introduced to California during the middle of nineteenth century.&lt;br /&gt;Persimmon is a multi-trunked or single-stemmed deciduous tree which grows up to 25 ft. in height. They grow best in areas that have moderate winters and relatively mild summers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health benefits of persimmon fruit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruit is low in calories (provides 70 cal/100g) and fats but is rich source of dietary fiber.&lt;br /&gt;Persimmons contain many health benefiting phyto-nutrients flavonoid poly-phenolic anti-oxidants like catechins and gallocatechins as well as important anti-tumor compound betulinic acid. Catechins are known to have anti-infective, anti-inflammatory and anti-hemorrhagic (prevents bleeding from small blood vessels) properties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLNoR9N-vBI/AAAAAAAABT0/XwzFwi6GaE0/s1600/Oracle-+SFO+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526875825413995538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLNoR9N-vBI/AAAAAAAABT0/XwzFwi6GaE0/s400/Oracle-+SFO+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh permissions contain anti-oxidant compounds like vitamin-A, beta carotene, lycopene, lutein, zeaxanthin and cryptoxanthin. These compounds functions as protective scavengers against oxygen-derived free radicals and reactive oxygen species (ROS) that play a role in aging and various disease processes.&lt;br /&gt;zeaxanthin, an important dietary carotenoid, selectively absorbed into the retinal macula lutea in the eyes where it is thought to provide antioxidant and protective light-filtering functions; thus, helps prevent "Age related macular disease"(ARMD) in the elderly.&lt;br /&gt;The fruits are also very good source of vitamin-C, another powerful antioxidant (especially native Chinese and American persimmons; provide 80% of DRI). Regular consumption of foods rich in vitamin C helps body develop resistance against infectious agents and scavenge harmful, pro-inflammatory free radicals.&lt;br /&gt;The fruit is good in many valuable B-complex vitamins such as folic acid, pyridoxine (vitamin B-6), thiamin...etc. This vitamin acts as co-factors for numerous metabolic enzymatic functions in the body.&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Persimmon fruits also contain healthy amounts of minerals like potassium, manganese (15% of DRI), copper (12% of DRI) and phosphorus. Manganese is a co-factor for the enzyme superoxide dismutase, which is a very powerful free radical scavenger. Copper is a co-factor for many vital enzymes, including cytochrome c-oxidase and superoxide dismutase (other minerals function as cofactors for this enzyme are manganese and zinc). Copper is also required for the production of red blood cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medicinal Values:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The raw fruit is used to treat constipation, hemorrhoids, and to stop bleeding. As such, it is not a good idea to consume too many persimmons at once- they can induce diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;The cooked fruit is used to treat diarrhea and &lt;a title="Dysentery" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dysentery"&gt;dysentery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to my chinnana and chinnamma for intriducing me to this new fruit which has so many nutritional values. Thanks to you both. GOD bless your garden and give you more and more fruits next year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-8959892072153459080?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8959892072153459080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8959892072153459080&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8959892072153459080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8959892072153459080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-fruit-i-tasted-here-in-us-persimmon.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TLNpUpiOovI/AAAAAAAABT8/Sz1K_UpKOHo/s72-c/Oracle-+SFO+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8464265366093500754</id><published>2010-10-01T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:19:38.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time zone adjustments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been travelling this month during September to a different time zone which is extremely difficult. I landed here on 25th morning and was all good as it was sunny and went around few places the time count starts then where I found it hard to close my eyes and sleep without any disturbance. I finally went to sleep that night and got up in the middle of the night and did not know what I was doing where I was. I felt so hard to realize that I was in a different time zone which is then was very hard to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I then on second day tried not to sleep during the day and that was still okay and finally the evening , it seems so hard to realize that that’s evening I need to go back to sleep was unimaginable. I tried again and got up so early it might sound odd for everyone. I felt that was mad though.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am fine and I feel I am mentally ready now to work in different time zones. I am not sure when I get back to my own land again i need to cope up with that time zone, I hope I am going to be all fine and have a great journey back home. Pray for everyone who are facing the same difficulties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-8464265366093500754?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8464265366093500754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8464265366093500754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8464265366093500754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8464265366093500754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-zone-adjustments-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-5111907720758225096</id><published>2010-07-13T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:37:42.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TD07aQXqZUI/AAAAAAAABRc/Hple-vor7Gc/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493612442718725442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TD07aQXqZUI/AAAAAAAABRc/Hple-vor7Gc/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER TURN IN PROFESSIONAL LIFE…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stepped into an office in Hyderabad on 6th December 2006 which had all dazzling lights and all blues. On the left side of the glass there a big poster of a person wearing operation theatre clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited inside and was asked to get seated in big black couches where my so called classmate was also waiting on the same day. I made few telephone calls to my friends informing them that so and so person is also joining with me. Frankly we both were not in good speaking terms. We got into the same team filled all the joining formalities. I had to just sit idle for 3 days doing nothing. I used to go grab a news paper and read from starting to end all the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later a tall Doctor who was in another team gave us an introductory session and took us through the product named LORENZO. I did not know what that is all about. Today I train people and talk so much about that product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will certainly miss the product and working with so many wonderful teams. LORENZO kept me busy for the past 3 years 7 month duration. Almost LORENZO was my everything. I used to speak many hours on the same get the issues resolved functional help. This Friday all that comes to an end with this product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had bad times and good times in this product and company. I can tell today if I stand in this position it is merely my hard work and the interest on LORENZO. I have developed a passion over the period of time. I always wanted to be hooked to this product. Unfortunately one can not hold on to anything as everything is pre-defined. I call it an end in this so called nicest office and the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues back in Leiden and UK you were most adorable and you always made me feel that I am worthy my presence makes things go smooth. Many a times I got many stars from you they mean a lot to me. Spot awards are nothing in front of those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never forget the time I have spent in Chennai with the Development and quality teams. Today most of them recognize my voice over phone and they recognize me by my name. Thanks to every one who made me feel so nice even when I am leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray almighty to bless each one of you and keep you always happy and healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-5111907720758225096?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/5111907720758225096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=5111907720758225096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/5111907720758225096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/5111907720758225096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-turn-in-professional-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TD07aQXqZUI/AAAAAAAABRc/Hple-vor7Gc/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-1466899908902444492</id><published>2010-06-04T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T05:35:36.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Professional life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TAjunkIBGXI/AAAAAAAABQU/MVAXELvcOSs/s1600/job.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478891310175820146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TAjunkIBGXI/AAAAAAAABQU/MVAXELvcOSs/s400/job.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of our things are dependant on the professional life. We re-locate the places in hunt of good placements in highly paying companies. We change ourselves to earn good name with the boss (many a times) and for few colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We change our attitude if our boss tells you are wrong u are this that. We do many things many parts of our life just for a reason called JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job pays a major role in our lives we change our personal plans for the work and a call in weekends. We stay tuned for all that related to job. This might differ from person to person definitely but mostly job hunt or job change is a major decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its is as hard as deciding life partner and trying to convince his/her families to make the relationship work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us earn heavy but we are also failing to understand at the cost of our personal life and health we are earning heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen workaholics in my career who work day and night. I have always see that tension in my head if something is not working or some work is pending, I almost get dreams on the same. I question many a times myself why I am always like that. Why can not I take things light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried yoga and meditation I think the psychological problems are to be dealt in a different line all together. We all need to delimit ourselves to giving importance to work and workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (including me) always fail to understand that we are driving to the level of diseases and trauma in personal life by giving much importance to the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel we all need to make up our mind to not to depend so much on the work and work related things. We all need to learn how to take things light under the conditions of pressure and tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to categorize what’s important and unimportant for some one sitting on top might be X-work is very important we must evaluate taking our personal conditions into decision making scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that we all life happy for the life that’s se&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TAjwpKoExHI/AAAAAAAABQc/9zRCja-O-TI/s1600/Twitter_job_looser_comic.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t forth for us……!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478894063206055314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TAjxHz9kvZI/AAAAAAAABQk/Ynmks-WuaMk/s400/Twitter_job_looser_comic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message is meant for all those feel that it is highly prestigious issue to have a great job and making good money. We need to have healthy lifestyle and happy home which in long run helps, we need to have a healthy spiritual life with almighty which is missing in many of our lives&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-1466899908902444492?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/1466899908902444492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=1466899908902444492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1466899908902444492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1466899908902444492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/06/professional-life-many-of-our-things.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/TAjunkIBGXI/AAAAAAAABQU/MVAXELvcOSs/s72-c/job.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115267627240393574</id><published>2010-03-27T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T05:59:42.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/S63_4Us8rHI/AAAAAAAABN4/eFVSPR1hZcw/s1600/selling044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453296066910530674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/S63_4Us8rHI/AAAAAAAABN4/eFVSPR1hZcw/s400/selling044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ego Hassles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We all have been carrying our own umbrella of ego. My friend always uses the word I will buy you a ego bag in situations where he feels i am being self protective. There is a brand by name ego in bags. I am sure you are all aware. People define the ego as neutral energy,  but ego is used by people in different incidents as they want. This is modern time issue which every house or a relationship faces.&lt;br /&gt;All along we were living in a patriotic life style. These days the tread has changed and the upbringing of a girl child is so different from olden times.&lt;br /&gt;There is a misconception between self confidence and inflated self. The arguments can be healthy many a times not on every silly topic.&lt;br /&gt;Giving up will some times help to strengthen the personal trust. We can bend to keep the relationship going in a direction which we want. Ultimately depends on the both individuals who are involved in relationship. It is easy to judge people from outside and give our own perception about the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure and I personally believe is we should self introspect before jumping into conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;It should be give a chance always try to analyze if every one are hurt because of our attitude and behavior that helps us to scale if we went wrong any where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets live happy with flying colors….. Trust should not break , it should grow and grow strong.&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;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115267627240393574?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115267627240393574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115267627240393574&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115267627240393574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115267627240393574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/03/ego-hassles-we-all-have-been-carrying.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/S63_4Us8rHI/AAAAAAAABN4/eFVSPR1hZcw/s72-c/selling044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-4898190487605263103</id><published>2010-03-27T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T04:57:45.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/S63x7EwK1gI/AAAAAAAABNw/WmGIudOHgOU/s1600/3919736992_3908095dee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453280721005893122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/S63x7EwK1gI/AAAAAAAABNw/WmGIudOHgOU/s400/3919736992_3908095dee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go Hungry for HYDERABADI BIRIYANI.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After a long gap I realized I was missing writing the things I always cherished in sharing in the form of blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s incident is more memorable for me. As usual with friends I move out for lunch on Fridays. I have forced my friend to go home and get his car to drive us to the so called ‘Hyderabad House’,. He agreed and went and got his car and we all landed on ‘sarjapur road’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first hindrance is the traffic and later we some how stood in front of the restaurant. We saw a large group of people staring with hunger. We managed to get our name in to the waiting list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing no one would like to do is standing and waiting in the queue for the turn when some one is hungry. I was fine in sitting in the couch squeezed my self so that I would not touch the other man who was unknown to me(Indian culture so called). We got the lavish seats after 30 min of waiting had the lunch and came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While coming out some one called my name ‘hi Sheela’. Amazed to see my colleague with her hubby who took a long leave and joining back after her safe delivery of baby. They did enquire how things are going she is joining back the team on Thursday and bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out the police was just waiting for us can you guess for what reason. We have parked our big car in NO PARKING lot. Some how we managed to get out of his hands with Rs:100/-. Bangalore hats of to the police for stopping every corner people and get money out of their pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if people learn discipline out of this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave this to you to think a bit … Until I write again Keep having nice time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-4898190487605263103?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/4898190487605263103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=4898190487605263103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/4898190487605263103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/4898190487605263103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2010/03/go-hungry-for-hyderabadi-biriyani.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/S63x7EwK1gI/AAAAAAAABNw/WmGIudOHgOU/s72-c/3919736992_3908095dee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-7845282918669634916</id><published>2008-12-18T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:14:03.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SUrLA1joFtI/AAAAAAAABHs/RIZKA1Hv5o4/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281256728282273490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SUrLA1joFtI/AAAAAAAABHs/RIZKA1Hv5o4/s400/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Small Helping Hand.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived Holland on 9th november 2008. I came with two other colleagues of mine and after 10 days later a small person walks into one of my project managers room where I was demonstrating one product to the Project manager. I was standing the other side and all shook hands I was calm a person asked me donot you shake hands in India . That was the introduction I had with a techy guy. I then felt he is a small kid he might not know things properly. But I was confident that he is technically fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then started interacting with him slowly started calling him by name , today I call him younger brother. I truly feel he is one who have helped me a lot. He was calm and a great support in many arena's of my 6 weeks time period. Though he works for the same company location wise i am in Benguluru and he is in Chennai. I want to stay in touch with this person till I am here on this earth, I must admit that he is a great help to me. I thank GOD for giving such a nice person who is famously called thambi. Best part about him is he listens to me and he responds to me as quick in any milli second. I thank you thambi for treating me so well here.&lt;br /&gt;We will stay in touch and be as cool as you are and GOD will show you a nice girl as a partner and you will surely be happy with her entire life. Come back home safe....... No corrections of HINDI AND ENGLISH from monday on words.. ENJOY....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-7845282918669634916?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/7845282918669634916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=7845282918669634916&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7845282918669634916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7845282918669634916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/12/small-helping-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SUrLA1joFtI/AAAAAAAABHs/RIZKA1Hv5o4/s72-c/DSC00283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-7943903760496994433</id><published>2008-12-18T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:57:51.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SUrG3QmAU4I/AAAAAAAABHk/MYuFeoUBlCQ/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281252165694804866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SUrG3QmAU4I/AAAAAAAABHk/MYuFeoUBlCQ/s400/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A PASSING CLOUD.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Holland for the past one month and few more days. I am here for a reason , the company for which I work has a Country business unit here in Leiden and i am sent here for a project support as an implementer. I had done my part of work here so far . I have many things to share here while I was working I had memories which I can cherish always and I had bad dreams which I feel no one should get it in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet many in life we feel we should meet them again. There are few whom you just meet and you feel you should not meet again such people in life. I have met one such soul here. I have a problem basically which I only can deal. I shown my mind on my face. I had a call on second week with my manager almost threatening me that I should be normal with people I mean this soul whom ai am referring. I know what it means to me . After a week or so the Project manager asked me (local person) can I talk with you. I was almost in tears when he started off the whole conversation that went on and on I was blamed for nothing till date for a simple reason that I donot talk to her. I feel I have my freedom to choose whom to talk and whom not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that phase of life I met a nice sweet colleague of mine whom I can never forget in life. He took me to his office let me cry and take out pain infront of him and he told me some one is playing politics here , he assured me that he will talk to local project manager. I felt this is a passing cloud in life. I have unde went more than anyone here. I feel I am not fit to work in this company anymore. As I need to with stand financially I can not take this decision very easy. I am leaving Holland soon in another few days I will go back to my country and decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have been wrong in deciding things, when one imposes things on you forcefully we as human tend to do the same. This is what is happening with me some one try to sit on my head and say hey look you need to be good with her I will never be. I need to get convinced myself for being good. I hope that day never comes. People were judgemental about me. They decided and labled me what I am. I am calm because every measuring scale is used here will be used to measure our own self by almighty.&lt;br /&gt;But before I sum up I have met many good people here I wish them success in their life…..!&lt;br /&gt;Bless me guys so that I get out of this passing period soon...! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-7943903760496994433?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/7943903760496994433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=7943903760496994433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7943903760496994433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7943903760496994433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/12/passing-cloud.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SUrG3QmAU4I/AAAAAAAABHk/MYuFeoUBlCQ/s72-c/DSC00299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-6922568453564029458</id><published>2008-09-28T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:37:59.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SOBaxUKS_5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/g4J72RVwV3s/s1600-h/adopt-a-healthy-lifestyle-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251296968785985426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="226" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SOBaxUKS_5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/g4J72RVwV3s/s400/adopt-a-healthy-lifestyle-picture.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A healthy Heart…..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the heart day we keep hearing so much on the FM’s and many channels about the tips and the kind of risks that we all are undergoing now a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One has to take care of their own health. No one takes care of themselves we all worry about many things in life but is there any minute where we sat back and thought about our own life. We talk about mouth watering food which is always not so good. How many of us eat timely and eat healthy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the risks that I thought I should share here …. If you are all aware start taking care of them does not neglect health for any reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware of your riskAn excellent way to find out your risk of heart attack or stroke is to know your parametres specifically those associated with fat (both abdominal and as a proportion of height and weight), cholesterol and blood pressure. Too much fat, especially around the abdomen or waist area, increases the risk for heart disease and stroke. So do high blood cholesterol and high blood pressure. Fortunately, all three risk factors can respond to changes in diet and physical activity. Medication also can help. Also,&lt;br /&gt;Know your blood pressure: High blood pressure usually has no symptoms, but can cause a sudden stroke or heart attack. Get your blood pressure checked.&lt;br /&gt;Know your blood sugar: Raised blood glucose (diabetes) increases the risk of heart attacks and strokes. If you have diabetes it is very important to control your blood pressure and blood sugar to minimise the risk.&lt;br /&gt;Know your blood lipids: Raised blood cholesterol increases the risk of heart attacks and strokes. Blood cholesterol needs to be controlled through a healthy diet and, if necessary, by appropriate medications.&lt;br /&gt;Take Action&lt;br /&gt;Eat healthy. Eat plenty of fresh fruit and vegetables as well as a variety of whole grains.&lt;br /&gt;Exercise. Make exercise a regular part of your life. Each day, do at least 30 minutes of physical activity that raises your heart beat. Recommended activities include brisk walking, dancing and sports such as tennis and basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Drink lots of water. At least six glasses a day&lt;br /&gt;Reduce salt intake. It can help to reduce blood pressure&lt;br /&gt;Watch your cholesterol. Choose foods containing unsaturated or monosaturated fats. Avoid foods containing saturated fats, trans fats and cholesterol. Eat fewer fried foods. Eat lean meat and fish.&lt;br /&gt;Maintain a healthy weight. By avoiding obesity and overweight, you’ll reduce your risk of heart disease, stroke and diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;Stay on track. If you miss some exercise or eat an unhealthful meal, just get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;Monitor progress. Keep track of your achievements and reward yourself each time you reach a goal.&lt;br /&gt;Check up. Get your blood pressure, cholesterol and glucose levels tested regularly.&lt;br /&gt;A Hearty DietDiet is a significant modifiable risk factor for cardiovascular disease (CVD). An unhealthy diet is high in saturated fats, salt and refined carbohydrates and low in fruits and vegetables.Fat&lt;br /&gt;A diet high in saturated fats and trans fats leads to abnormal levels of fats in the blood, a risk factor for cardiovascular diseases (CVD).&lt;br /&gt;Saturated fats are found in animal products. Trans fats are oils that have been hydrogenated to turn them into semi-hard fats; they adversely alter the fat levels in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;Saturated fats should be replaced with unsaturated, polyunsaturated and monounsaturated fats, which are beneficial for heart health. Olive and canola oils and nuts are sources of monosaturated oils. Soyabean and sunflower oils are sources of polyunsaturated fat.&lt;br /&gt;The essential fatty acids omega-3 and omega-6 are found in oily fish, nuts and seeds and actually protect the heart. Where fish consumption is high there is a reduced risk of death from CVD. One should eat 1 to 2 servings of fish a week as part of a heart protective diet.&lt;br /&gt;Saturated fat intake should not exceed 10% of total energy and for high-risk groups, like people with diabetes, total saturated fat intake should be 7% or less of total energy. Total fat intake should not be greater than 30% of total calories consumed.&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;A diet high in salt increases the risk of developing high blood pressure, a risk for CVD.&lt;br /&gt;A universal reduction of about 3g of salt a day would lead to a 50% reduction in the number of people needing treatment for high blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;A universal reduction of 3g of salt a day would lead t&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SOBa4XvsXyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rfOkROsVwF4/s1600-h/fruit-vegetables.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251297090007228194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="221" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SOBa4XvsXyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rfOkROsVwF4/s400/fruit-vegetables.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o a 22% drop in the number of deaths resulting from strokes and a 16% fall in the number of deaths from coronary heart disease (CHD).&lt;br /&gt;Fruits and vegetables&lt;br /&gt;Low fruit and vegetable intake accounts for about 20% of cardiovascular disease worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;Adults should consume at least 500g of fresh fruit and vegetables a day or 5 to 7 portions a day.&lt;br /&gt;Nuts&lt;br /&gt;Eating nuts regularly is associated with decreased risk of CHD.&lt;br /&gt;Nuts are high in unsaturated fatty acids, low in saturated fats and improve the fat levels in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;Nuts are an energy dense food source and must be eaten as part of a balanced diet.&lt;br /&gt;Wholegrain cerealsWhole grains have dietary fibre that has a positive effect of blood fat levels, lowering the risk of CHD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-6922568453564029458?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/6922568453564029458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=6922568453564029458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/6922568453564029458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/6922568453564029458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/09/healthy-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SOBaxUKS_5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/g4J72RVwV3s/s72-c/adopt-a-healthy-lifestyle-picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-2857251775517799381</id><published>2008-07-15T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:31:51.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Accident which has shown me a hope….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday that is on Tuesday and the dated 15.07.08, as usual I was on my way to office there is a place called BTM 2nd stage Land mark is  Indian oil petrol bunk on the left hand side on my way while I am coming from Jaya Nagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a signal and that’s a four road signal I was standing as the vehi&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SH2G11LwHPI/AAAAAAAAALM/3glIJQDnCL8/s1600-h/Kinetic_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223479402187201778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SH2G11LwHPI/AAAAAAAAALM/3glIJQDnCL8/s400/Kinetic_front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cles were all …. Suddenly I realized I am half on the ground and my vehicle full on ground. One fantastic driver sitting in a luxurious Innova stuck my vehicle with out realizing that the signal is still ON (RED)… Another brave personality lorry driver next to him gave a second push to the vehicle as the vehicle was on the ground he could not see and he thought he can move on by then the signal was off (Green light on, which means vehicles can move). I found very difficult to get up as the half leg of mine was under my vehicle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great difficulty I got up suddenly two men from some where came to help me . I should say they are GOD sent to help me .. Two got the vehicle up from ground and the other man could realize I was limping he went on asking me …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SH2HAJA35GI/AAAAAAAAALU/Sppt4BxZGGg/s1600-h/cfu0193l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223479579308975202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="348" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SH2HAJA35GI/AAAAAAAAALU/Sppt4BxZGGg/s400/cfu0193l.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you fine ?&lt;br /&gt;Can you ride the vehicle to office?&lt;br /&gt;You did not get hurt na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not see his face but later when I could such a handsome , I felt like just staring at him forgetting all the pain. He seeing me at that situation took my vehicle from my hand and took it to the corner of the road as I was at the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeated the same set of questions I now took out my voice and said I am okay after limping all the way from middle to the end of the road.He just walked off … Felt I should meet him again and offer a coffee at least .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray GOD that he should be safe where ever he is ……….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-2857251775517799381?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/2857251775517799381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=2857251775517799381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/2857251775517799381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/2857251775517799381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/07/accident-which-has-shown-me-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SH2G11LwHPI/AAAAAAAAALM/3glIJQDnCL8/s72-c/Kinetic_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-1059317251167758879</id><published>2008-07-07T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:33:34.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Job Hookers/ Changers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a program which is telecasted by NDTV Good times channel, I was regular follower of one program called ‘Lounge’. Normally the program gets telecasted from Friday to Sunday at 11:00PM and there will be a replay on Monday at 9:00PM. Hosted by ‘Rajat Kapoor’ very nice program. Leaving aside the program details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SHLngU8DT_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/oZlYqinkoIA/s1600-h/ndtvgoodtimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220489460638240754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SHLngU8DT_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/oZlYqinkoIA/s400/ndtvgoodtimes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to be so lucky while I was browsing through the channels last night I happened to see suddenly this channel all smiles, felt very nice after one and half month close to two months I was totally detached from the TV channels of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic for the discussion was Job Changers, as per routine three guests were invited for sharing their personal views and idea’s. The first guest who’s name was Fizal (forgive me if the spelling is wrong) He is by profession an add designer, he changed four jobs for the past 3 years. He said his first job lasted for about 4 months and then so on and so forth. The second guest is a lady forgot her name she is working for an corporate bank in Mumbai she has an experience of 12 years in which she changed only 2 jobs. The third guest no clue where he is from but he is modest at his talk. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SHLnpTpmkcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/JBONGl-wVZw/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220489614911246786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="190" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SHLnpTpmkcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/JBONGl-wVZw/s400/images1.jpg" width="68" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic discussions went on and the reasons for any one to change job an expert psychologist says ‘ A fine morning you get up and feel that oh GOD I have to go for work’ this is the hint for any one that they are fed up of the job and its time to see to move on(I feel daily the moment I get up). Not only that one good point is when one person is changing jobs he is taking lot of risk, it is time consuming also 6 months before the search and 6 months after getting into new organization. There are many things involved in this. We can not say that the stable person learns more than the person who is more involved in changing companies, learning depends on the individual ability. We can not blame any one for any reason. We ought to keep one strong point in mind that one has their own difficulties, which they alone know. Not only that the pressure of getting more earning wise is also major factor for one to see for opportunities. They also said that the age factor and gender factor which is very predominant in one’s decision making. I don’t totally agree with this point probably some where down the line these also could be factor for the decision making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like e.g.: Male is the bread winner of the family who has to work hard to get more money to satisfy the family. Females have lesser responsibilities comparatively in this area. Age the one in early 20’s can take risk and see as he is very independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more there are some companies which fail to use the knowledge base that’s available with them. They rather concentrate more on building business and stuff but forget to use the capacity one has. This is the strong feeling that I am having right now. I feel I am under utilized not blaming anyone. I want to move on. Join me in my prayers so that I get a job where I can stick to it for minimum of 5 years and deliver my best in what ever way it is possible with my potentials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-1059317251167758879?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/1059317251167758879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=1059317251167758879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1059317251167758879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1059317251167758879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/07/job-hookers-changers-there-is-program.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SHLngU8DT_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/oZlYqinkoIA/s72-c/ndtvgoodtimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8158486546931751149</id><published>2008-06-26T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:53:08.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A NICE AND THE LAST EXPERIENCE ONE WOULD NEVER WANT TO ……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here in Bangalore when I landed here first thing I felt was the cold breeze and one of my friend telling me see Bangalore how nice weather it is .. Second thing he showed me is a girl going on a bike with a guy almost as if she needs him to be very near so that she donot need to breath even . If she does not hold him then he might run away kinds. Imagine to this my friend tells me Bangalore is very fast and nice place to hang around. My foot, just by holding some one so tight we are not going to have them as good partners. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGNYxIp7zuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/akjmPY_6EWs/s1600-h/autorickshaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216110394585370338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGNYxIp7zuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/akjmPY_6EWs/s400/autorickshaw.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGNXz2YRrDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZLFBrst7Z6o/s1600-h/autorickshaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another horrible experience I have ever had with any auto- rickshaw fellow. I had to go to Tirupathi from Bangalore on the same week end.While I was returning back some how with great difficulty of few buses that night from Tirupathi to Bangalore. I found one seat in one KSRTC bus which is pushback for name sake (I mean the bus seat). I reached Bangalore around 5:30AM in the morning . I opened by eyes to see dazzling flood light in the bus stop , which happened to be the last stop. Got down from the bus after collecting change from lady conductor . First meeting with an auto driver who came on his own as soon as I got down . He demanded double the charge of meter(suppose if meter is 200 I should shell out 400/-, Hmm My father is one Anil Ambani to pay so much). I denied and looked here and there for some help .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the fate I donot understand Kannada ,speaking is far to imagination. Second person came to me asking one and half of meter(this seemed okay to my savings mind). I said ok fine better than the first one. He took me a Bangalore tour, where I was half asleep and controlling to just see if he is taking me to the right place ot not. I had no clue where is Softzone, outer ring road. I was careful enough as I had called one friend back in Bangalore the day before reaching Bangalore. I only knew that it is outskirts of Bangalore. The moment I saw Shoba apartments I had a light in my face. I some how could reach to the apartments SHOBA JASMINE , this is the place where my service apartment is….! I got down saw the meter 200 bugs I took out 300/- and gave the auto person. There my miserable time started. He abused me to the core. The security fellow could not help me. He came in side the apartments asking for more money. I took out finally 50/- bugs and gave him adding a line that I donot have anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells me people who come from village to this place do not understand the importance of auto’s. More over when you can not afford this why at all you had to hire it. I was silent as I did not wanted to break my head.My friend gave me a caution that auto’s here are terrible. I only could understand what he meant that day after experiencing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one horrible experience I had ever had in my life time…… &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD save this country and the people here lift us from the places we are in right now and show us better life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auto-Rikshaw:An Auto rickshaw (auto or rickshaw in popular parlance) is a &lt;a title="Vehicle for hire" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vehicle_for_hire"&gt;vehicle for hire&lt;/a&gt; that is one of the chief &lt;a title="Mode of transport" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mode_of_transport"&gt;modes of transport&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="India" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/India"&gt;India&lt;/a&gt; and is popular in many other countries. It is a motorized version of the traditional &lt;a title="Rickshaw" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rickshaw"&gt;rickshaw&lt;/a&gt;, a small three-wheeled cart driven by a person, and the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Velotaxi" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Velotaxi"&gt;velotaxi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-8158486546931751149?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8158486546931751149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8158486546931751149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8158486546931751149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8158486546931751149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/06/nice-and-last-experience-one-would.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGNYxIp7zuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/akjmPY_6EWs/s72-c/autorickshaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8903454901739144797</id><published>2008-06-25T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:20:02.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGMlHGFEloI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QauLhg54Xuk/s1600-h/img_cover_book3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216053597246363266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGMlHGFEloI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QauLhg54Xuk/s400/img_cover_book3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The 3 mistakes of my life……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who have interest in reading Indian author novels must have definitely heard about this novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author is Mr.Chetan Bagat. He wrote three till date and I must proudly say that I have finished all three novels of his writing. There are simple to understand and very close to our lives as we live in India and we are Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found chapter four very interesting as it talked about maths. I should not reveal the story but can not stop myself from explaining after reading those. The story is all about one small business man’s life. Who is G.Patel , I mean chethan knows him with that name, he is one who has lot of passion to Mathematics, I am sure he will come up in life. I had the similar stage in life. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGMlRtVDNLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Mm-g3ILF18s/s1600-h/img_author.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216053779581056178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="250" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGMlRtVDNLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Mm-g3ILF18s/s400/img_author.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish is his friend and he has a charming and beautiful sister who hates mathematics like me. She wants to clear her medicine which has mathematics for which her brother(Ish) takes the help of G.Patel’s help. One more interesting personality is Ali who is very interesting when u assess his psychology… Very interesting . If I explain everything here I am sure chetan is going to curse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed reading the novel. It is very nice…….!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:Chetan Bagat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iam not in any promotional process of this novel found it interesting so shared it here...!&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/16957052-8903454901739144797?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8903454901739144797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8903454901739144797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8903454901739144797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8903454901739144797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-mistakes-of-my-life-those-who-have.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGMlHGFEloI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QauLhg54Xuk/s72-c/img_cover_book3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-4581062756226413378</id><published>2008-06-25T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T04:27:52.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGIrqRYcl1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/96bkx9OryLE/s1600-h/map-bangalore-hassan-mysore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215779323668895570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGIrqRYcl1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/96bkx9OryLE/s400/map-bangalore-hassan-mysore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGIqBJO8XsI/AAAAAAAAAJI/hqUIMbdw_Oo/s1600-h/map-bangalore-hassan-mysore.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIFE IN METRO….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying in a metro is equally painful . I should say I am amongst those one unfortunate personalities who landed up in a place called Bangulu . I am not sure about the spelling. Hell with it , there are list of complaints I keep sharing with people . I thought I should post it here as well…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was leaving Hyderabad I never felt that I will miss the place so much that I would shed tears for taking such a bold decision to move to this place. I must say there was not a single day which did not go with out my tears and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing is my company which took over is having all rude policies which are from internet policy to the viewing of desktop calendar , so on and so forth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I miss the facilities of the office we were in before. I never had problem like this in Dhaka either. I was feeling I am working for the best of the facilities in Dhaka also. Here unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donot want to hurt some one’s feelings about Bangalore(correct spelling). I personally did not like this place. I am not sure how long I need to stay here . But keep your prayers so that I find some way out to leave this place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-4581062756226413378?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/4581062756226413378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=4581062756226413378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/4581062756226413378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/4581062756226413378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-in-metro.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/SGIrqRYcl1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/96bkx9OryLE/s72-c/map-bangalore-hassan-mysore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-3611348319484974787</id><published>2008-01-27T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:37:13.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R514BZIw5FI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VbVXmysVVSY/s1600-h/Shahrukhfrance_ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160412713359303762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R514BZIw5FI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VbVXmysVVSY/s400/Shahrukhfrance_ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BE AS HONEST AS REALISTICALLY POSSIBLE……!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be wondering as to where we heard this from and does it sound very familiar…? Those who have watched NDTV INDIAN of the year award under the category of best entertainer in HINDI , Shahrukh Khan got the award and some one was asked to ask a question: ‘A one line advise for the politicians’ Though it became a big sentence this was so catchy for me …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can not believe how many times I watched the same thing again and again. One thing is certain I feel that he is one who talk sense and I do remember in one more interview he was asked to talk about the media he had put it in a way where it was so nice to hear … I am sure that this person really talks sense . Coming to the actual meaning of this whole sentence it carries a real weightage which every one need to understand and put that in practice for our country to become strong in many ways…..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all hope that programs like ‘Force India’ will really bring some meaning and value addition to the vision 2020….. !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-3611348319484974787?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/3611348319484974787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=3611348319484974787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3611348319484974787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3611348319484974787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/01/be-as-honest-as-realistically-possible.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R514BZIw5FI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VbVXmysVVSY/s72-c/Shahrukhfrance_ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-1604630725057585813</id><published>2008-01-16T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:05:52.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A New year a new beginning and many challenges in life ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to say and what do we do about the years that are running so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times we might have not realized that half of our life we just spent aimless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have had a wonderful time and we must have thought about our new year resolutions even .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What matters at the end are we being helpful to people … Are we kind to our own people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we selfish? Let us examine ourselves in understanding our motto of life ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we for here on this earth ….A basic Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we take from here …………Second one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are our goals and aims of life…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life are we leading to reach our destiny…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we thinking to harm some one in anyway ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us first answer ourselves which is most important thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years approach and years run by …. We might not have realized things as we are very busy in still understanding the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the creator comes to you and asks you the same we are answerable to him …. First we are answerable to ourselves….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us pray and hope that this year brings in a lots of meaning to our lives……..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-1604630725057585813?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/1604630725057585813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=1604630725057585813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1604630725057585813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/1604630725057585813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-beginning-and-many.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-4451727153775322162</id><published>2007-11-29T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:13:17.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0-pmyWwnhI/AAAAAAAAADs/hNkoQ9l8140/s1600-R/ist2_2792942_selfish_ah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138512183670382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="30" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0-pmyWwnhI/AAAAAAAAADs/Nh2R4teCPj8/s400/ist2_2792942_selfish_ah.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of us go selfish in many instances. Many a times we do not think about the person who is involved in the situation at that particular point of time. We think our problem is heavier and we do not need to think about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some where we are all social animals and need to accommodate people. Think for instance if GOD can not accommodate us and he only thinks about himself and forgets about his own creation (Mankind) can we survive on our own. We all need one another. We need each others support and thoughts to live in this world. We need some one to patch our back which assures us a lot and provides us a good strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are sick and not able to do our daily routines no one would want to just be on their own, we feel what if my mother or some one would have been next to me asking to eat this and do that to get rid of the pain that I am undergoing right &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0-ptyWwniI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p4aBqi_39IA/s1600-R/MeCircle.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138512303929466402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="115" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0-ptyWwniI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tlEF9mkeRNs/s400/MeCircle.gif" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now. This is what happens to each one of some only difference is that some expresses them openly and some keeps it with them and burdens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to tell anyone not to be selfish; winning a person is not so easy. Loosing anyone or anything is very easy task. We all have our own thoughts and ideas about each situation. We act accordingly but if we give some time to ourselves in understanding that we are not making the effort to make us think that we live for one another and sometimes yes we live for ourselves. When we are in a dire need of a person we fall back on few people whom we trust and that person is not willing to help us (if in case) it is so painful to digest the fact that we have no one for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in ‘Almighty’ who is always welcoming you and he has his hands open for each one of us anytime. Let us seek him and worship him for what he is in our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-4451727153775322162?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/4451727153775322162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=4451727153775322162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/4451727153775322162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/4451727153775322162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/11/many-of-us-go-selfish-in-many-instances.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0-pmyWwnhI/AAAAAAAAADs/Nh2R4teCPj8/s72-c/ist2_2792942_selfish_ah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-7616545088296607000</id><published>2007-11-26T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:23:05.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0qeLSWwnfI/AAAAAAAAADE/q_hKd4NBSpc/s1600-h/indian-wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137092241712520690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0qeLSWwnfI/AAAAAAAAADE/q_hKd4NBSpc/s400/indian-wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BEST FRIENDS WEDDING ….&lt;br /&gt;All set for the lavish wedding of ‘My Best Friend’. I am very excited and very happy to tell you all that I am longing to see her in her Bridal wear. She is undergoing lot of tensions as she is doing everything on her own. She is very sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;On every step initiated in life we feel the excitement and nervousness to experience the same. Small or big, all achievements which come our way are much deserved though.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in achieving a life time friendship and bond. Again initiating a new step in life with full excitement and equal nervousness by getting bonded with some one’s life, accepting them as partner and everything for the rest of the life .&lt;br /&gt;We dream a lot, we pray with faith within us to move the same in our lives. Ultimately life is already decided by the creator (This is the ground reality and we need to accept this to move on..)&lt;br /&gt;"To think it is easy. To act it is difficult. To act as one thinks is the most difficult" Johann wolfgang Von Goeth&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it will not be that difficult for her to act as her partner thinks as they were both &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0qeUSWwngI/AAAAAAAAADM/Q4txL5WLPM8/s1600-h/header_couple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137092396331343362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0qeUSWwngI/AAAAAAAAADM/Q4txL5WLPM8/s400/header_couple1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very good friends turned to lovers and becoming partners now.&lt;br /&gt;I am done with my shopping and all set to see the wedding and pray her that things go fine in all ways and my best wishes are always with her .&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that things will be fine and she will be very happy in her entire life , with out any troubles and hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;With all my prayers for the entire life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-7616545088296607000?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/7616545088296607000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=7616545088296607000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7616545088296607000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/7616545088296607000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/R0qeLSWwnfI/AAAAAAAAADE/q_hKd4NBSpc/s72-c/indian-wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-2202479135968882439</id><published>2007-11-26T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:19:04.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO DEAL WITH THINGS….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an art of life where very few people deal it sensible and they act very normal. There are no set formulae or any instructions as it differs from person to person and primarily it is dependant on the situation (Entirely).&lt;br /&gt;Only one universal tip is that when the other person is in bad temper stay silent which really helps us. If both start bombarding the end result is fight and Blood pressure and implications and so on and so forth…&lt;br /&gt;Being silent is not as easy as anyone tells. We are all human beings and having loads of ego and self-respect. But still advisable to stay cool and silent. With which we do not loose rather we gain a lot.&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure when we do things we always think that what ever we are doing is right in our own way and try reasoning the situation.&lt;br /&gt;I feel at times we also should take inputs from people around who observe you from time to time and mould a bit try changing for good.&lt;br /&gt;There must have been situation where you are totally correct but then you are targeted for no reason but with this you can not prove the whole world that what ever you have done is correct. Take it from me if you accept or not if there is one person who say that you are good and very nice, there are three people who say you are not good.&lt;br /&gt;If some one makes an opinion on you and try avoiding you, it is always better for us that we do not need to scratch our head in thinking and analyzing about that person. Well in modern times we need to be good with everyone around for one that that you never know what will go wrong if you spoil the relationship .&lt;br /&gt;For me I would say do not end up anything with bitter memories rather try solving it or leave it to time as I feel time is the best teacher for us all….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-2202479135968882439?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/2202479135968882439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=2202479135968882439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/2202479135968882439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/2202479135968882439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-to-deal-with-things.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-3698897793289061234</id><published>2007-10-27T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:27:05.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAYS UPDATES'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RyMLHAdQGII/AAAAAAAAACQ/K000GMG6cP0/s1600-h/mainframe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RyMLHAdQGII/AAAAAAAAACQ/K000GMG6cP0/s400/mainframe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125953015887435906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is a different time that I have traveled all the way to meet one of my friend here in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was so tiring and slept whole day finally got up and met a new person called Rekha and her cousin. We had a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;karnataka style lunch and now I might head to words some shops , let me see if I can do some sopping for my best friend. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I forgot to mention the most important thing that is my best friend is getting married to her beloved. I am so happy for my best friend …..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had spent some time with her last week where we got reminded of all college memories. Life is smooth till now and no worries as of now …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have one more news to inform that is my organization is getting acquired by another Australian company. I have no clue as what is going to happen to our jobs and specially policies .. Hoping for the best and praying for the future…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Te second day continues in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; where the life is very busy as far as I know . I had my own time slept well and all set to go back to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; today evening . I hope I will not face any difficulty today in my travel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rest all the same as we know life moves it is been one year since I came back to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; . Same time last year I was here with the same friend but it was for a different purpose , I had come for a official thing where in my previous company there was some audit happening . But then this time I have come totally on personal note .. With this I leave to days updates and I need to get ready t visit Sumathi .. Hoping that I will have good time with their family too…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;U guys have good time and happy Diwali if I can not blog till then take care and be careful.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;May GOD bless each and every person who is in need ………&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-3698897793289061234?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/3698897793289061234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=3698897793289061234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3698897793289061234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3698897793289061234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-is-different-time-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RyMLHAdQGII/AAAAAAAAACQ/K000GMG6cP0/s72-c/mainframe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-143858058003080546</id><published>2007-09-28T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:17:03.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rv37yERzn0I/AAAAAAAAABk/gccjB-fWyws/s1600-h/wonderful_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115521589323210562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rv37yERzn0I/AAAAAAAAABk/gccjB-fWyws/s400/wonderful_life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                           WHATS DO WE GET AT THE END IS DECIDED ALREADY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a saying that 'Man Proposes and GOD disposes' It will hold good for me in my life all time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted many things in my life cried had bitter times in life but ultimately moved on with what i had at that particular point of time . I feel that was immeturity that makes any one think that there is nothing in life for us with out that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all fall in love at one point or the other but we are all not successful in all the ways . Some people are lucky I can call them since they get what they want or probably that is what meant for them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt 2 years back that there was no life but still I was not in the verge to any such decisions of ending life and all bit it was terrible time for me to even relaise the same . I did not learn lesion out of that i moved on to a great place called hyderabad where i did my PG .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is very good and I specially love this place . I joined a second JOB in HYD and founda very nice friend and started feeling that he is everything for me . Where I did not understand that it should be same from that side also , bad luck but i still love him for what he is . I know that I might not be able to succeed this time again but life will move on and Iam dam sure that I will get what GOD had kept for me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the positive note lets move on ......&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/16957052-143858058003080546?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/143858058003080546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=143858058003080546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/143858058003080546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/143858058003080546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-do-we-get-at-end-is-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rv37yERzn0I/AAAAAAAAABk/gccjB-fWyws/s72-c/wonderful_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-5867946507320563994</id><published>2007-05-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T09:03:01.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RkiH7vuXWBI/AAAAAAAAABc/aC215CaXY-o/s1600-h/IMG_0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064447241471088658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RkiH7vuXWBI/AAAAAAAAABc/aC215CaXY-o/s400/IMG_0537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Martin is leading us for leiden tour, left side is Rudd (tall guy) On right side to martin is my boss Dr.Jai, On left side Mr.Mou from UK office , on right side to Dr.Jai is Mr.Thambas techinical guy from chennai office )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it is time to say bye to Leiden office staff . We are leaving for India tomorrow morning . I really enjoyed the time I was here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday inn was really sophisticated and was luxurious to stay . Thanks to each and every person who is directly and indirectly involved in making my trip a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun knowing colleagues here Ruud , Martin , Herman and Peter. It was irritating at times as they were talking in dutch on top of their voices but still it was really nice to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to be with these people. My manager and my immediate boss .. Whom I should not forget to thank as they were with me all the while.. It was nice all together and I am happy that I am returning back to my Hyderabad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will start writing again once I reach Hyderabad .. Till then you guys have fun and My love to my Lukas Jennette and Dietrich. Thanks to one and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-5867946507320563994?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/5867946507320563994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=5867946507320563994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/5867946507320563994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/5867946507320563994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/05/martin-is-leading-us-for-leiden-tour.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RkiH7vuXWBI/AAAAAAAAABc/aC215CaXY-o/s72-c/IMG_0537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-141102134366715399</id><published>2007-05-11T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:49:24.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RkSQaPuXV_I/AAAAAAAAABM/6XkTsrTajYY/s1600-h/IMG_0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063330661643278322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RkSQaPuXV_I/AAAAAAAAABM/6XkTsrTajYY/s400/IMG_0502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Europe….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small place called Leiden gave me an opportunity to visit Europe and meet my cousin and see my office here . A small beautiful place .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best place is Holiday Inn which is lovely , it is outside the city but very nice place. Food was a little difficult thing to manage as whole Leiden does not have a Indian Restaurant. Mcdonalds wow hurray saved life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke I got aversion to coke now . One day night I decided not to have coke any more … Too much of coke . This trip made me have black coffee . To tell you all I never had normal coffee also there in India .. Everything is possible under the sun …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited my cousin here and saw my nephew too (Lukas) cute Lukas…. Called me atta. Had a nice time with him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam winding up this with a small note to all dutch people who made me learn words like KIP , O pa , O Ma (Kip- Chicken , Opa- Grand father , O ma- Grand mother)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Leiden for giving me this opportunity to do so many things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-141102134366715399?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/141102134366715399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=141102134366715399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/141102134366715399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/141102134366715399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/05/europe.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RkSQaPuXV_I/AAAAAAAAABM/6XkTsrTajYY/s72-c/IMG_0502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8150880235749171935</id><published>2007-04-03T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T05:17:39.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RhJFl8PlLhI/AAAAAAAAABE/Eh9gYVGeiiM/s1600-h/decision_making.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RhJFl8PlLhI/AAAAAAAAABE/Eh9gYVGeiiM/s400/decision_making.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049174650364702226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why decision making takes time?? (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to Some Holiday place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know a person who is married and wanting to take his family which contains a wife &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;two kids and one mother- in- law . From morning he searched all places possible visiting places in the last minute .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He tried Karnataka ,covered Tamil Nadu and finally landed in Andhra Pradesh … Result nothing he is &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;taking every one’s inputs .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some crucial road blocks for this they are :&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Last      minute there are no train tickets in AC classes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He      does not want to spend so much money for flights ( Which is very valid).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He      does not prefer  buses (not even Volvo) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;He has his own vehicle , he wants to drive the family to some place , thing is none of the places are with in limits where he can drive them.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some one at tea break told him to go to Srisailam which is a pilgrim centre and he is from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;North India&lt;/st1:place&gt; . He can not speak a bit of Telugu also (Main Disadvantage )&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He boiled down to go to Vizag with my advice the thing is he is not getting road map which can lead him to Vizag from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; . After some time he decided to go to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vijayawada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By after &lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="00" st="on"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt; he was almost decided and with the help of ‘Sheela’ he made calls to AP tourist office … Srisailam has only one resort that’s Punnami where it is fully booked ….I found out that there is a hotel but that is only for lodging .. I seriously feel bad for him .&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every one feels bad for him as he is taking out his time to just to make his family enjoy .. When I went and sat with him only suggestion he had for me is do not get married enjoy life like this only . Once you get married then you have no options left to enjoy yourself …&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The out come is that tomarrow there is strike in Andhra if that’s the case he wants to take a bus to Karnataka and then go Goa and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mysore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; from there .. In that case the third point in road block is not a actual road block… he he he he he&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-8150880235749171935?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8150880235749171935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8150880235749171935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8150880235749171935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8150880235749171935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-decision-making-takes-time.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RhJFl8PlLhI/AAAAAAAAABE/Eh9gYVGeiiM/s72-c/decision_making.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-6166110763155938814</id><published>2007-04-01T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:52:51.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RhCMFcPlLfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FFrL68sTvGk/s1600-h/tom_toles_bush_parachute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RhCMFcPlLfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FFrL68sTvGk/s400/tom_toles_bush_parachute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048689207391104498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nicest weekend&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was great week end to be with my friend and cook for her. Going out with her. We both are best friends and she is very soon getting married. She just arrived from Chennai after attending my classmate’s reception.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fortunately her boy friend is out of station. She asked me to pick her up from Air-Port. Madam for one day carried 13 kgs baggage with all that reached Hyderabad at &lt;st1:time hour="22" minute="30" st="on"&gt;10:30 PM&lt;/st1:time&gt;. We drove till her house with a break at Hyderabad House just to pick up few things for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Went to her room. Such a mess… Oh… GOD... Then had a great dinner together and we started the actual discussion about reception (it was started on our way to her room only but still). We slept around &lt;st1:time hour="3" minute="00" st="on"&gt;3:00 Am&lt;/st1:time&gt; imagine we had so much to talk ( Do not say girls talk too much ) We got this time after 2 months so updation of two months( on and off we keep talking over phone but still)… Morning got up around &lt;st1:time hour="11" minute="00" st="on"&gt;11:00AM&lt;/st1:time&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and had breakfast and freshened up to go to parlor , from there to lunch ..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then had coconut water at the middle wow that was so nice in hot sun… Then back our respective rooms to sleep ………. Then evening show… That was my week end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-6166110763155938814?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/6166110763155938814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=6166110763155938814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/6166110763155938814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/6166110763155938814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/04/nicest-weekend-it-was-great-week-end-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RhCMFcPlLfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FFrL68sTvGk/s72-c/tom_toles_bush_parachute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-3833238880719935749</id><published>2007-03-30T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T04:14:12.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rgzw-MPlLeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P2ilCMHrUD8/s1600-h/html_world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rgzw-MPlLeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P2ilCMHrUD8/s400/html_world.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047674233604615650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are so many things one wants to convey to the other person but many a times He/ She can not express things as too much of anything is bad.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is a limit to everything we do in life. There should be said lines where one can draw for every instance. We ignore certain things in life for specific reasons but that ignorance will not fade the memory. Some where back of our minds we still have but we always think that we have ignored that instance.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are some points I want to convey in general …. They are … Here they go ….&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Do not      neglect any one for any reason &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Do not      under / over estimate any one for any purpose / reason &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Do not      look at a person with a wrong intuition in your mind about that person &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Never      portray your self negative for anyone &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Do not      avoid a person for any &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;odd reason &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Never      measure the person in front of you. Remember that we will also be measured      with the same scale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Treasure      what you have now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Have      always positive thoughts to larger extent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Remember that there is solution behind every problem, but remember that time is the only teacher and it is the only decision maker which leads us in that way…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Try to      avoid giving false reasons for any thing &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are some points which we always need to remember and practice also…. World around is very small, we might need people for what ever reason. But remember this when we need the most there will not be a single person except your loved one’s and your Almighty who is your creator and &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;always watching you and helping you ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-3833238880719935749?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/3833238880719935749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=3833238880719935749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3833238880719935749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3833238880719935749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-are-so-many-things-one-wants-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rgzw-MPlLeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P2ilCMHrUD8/s72-c/html_world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-5116430494621435271</id><published>2007-03-27T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:01:25.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rgnoe8PlLdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/S8lj8nfUfiw/s1600-h/front_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rgnoe8PlLdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/S8lj8nfUfiw/s400/front_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046820475710549458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WHAT ARE WE UP TO…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we analyze ourselves we have lead a life where we were very selfish many a times. We always try to make ourselves comfortable rather than looking at others . If there is a small thing which gives us discomfort we think so many ways to avoid that small thing.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What are we gaining in this life being so? One instance I was sharing with one of my cousin about my life that I want to just live a life adopting a KID so that he/she will also have a good and comfortable life with me. He suddenly replied me hay that’s nice to know that you have Christianity in you. I am not talking about any religion or about a race here. We all have some values in life and we all have some customs and traditions which we are carrying with us. All of a sudden we can not be so different for any reason.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My only message through this is we have people around who are really having tough time to lead their daily life forget comfortable at least one day if all think and start doing something for them would really help them .&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But one more question is where we go to help them send money to charitable trusts and old age. I heard they misuse the money then HOW we can help this country in terms of growth and development? Please think about this … I will also do the same we will collectively do something for our country which has given us an identity in this life and in this world……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-5116430494621435271?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/5116430494621435271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=5116430494621435271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/5116430494621435271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/5116430494621435271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-are-we-up-to-when-we-analyze.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rgnoe8PlLdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/S8lj8nfUfiw/s72-c/front_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-3145139663056892222</id><published>2007-03-21T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T02:53:06.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RgEAWeKHHKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lpoa-Yl4i3o/s1600-h/The+Road+ahead+-+a+solcofn+dnb+mix+-+feb+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RgEAWeKHHKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lpoa-Yl4i3o/s400/The+Road+ahead+-+a+solcofn+dnb+mix+-+feb+06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044313443684261026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WHERE ARE WE HEADDING?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life is such a mess; we do not know where we are leading to words...&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was an instance where so called my own friend had wonderful sentences for me. I can not forget those sentences. We always saw a girl as a precious one GOD blessed women with lot of patience and he gave them lot of responsibilities to handle.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In this era we always see and measure a girl from top to bottom. A guy can talk anything he wants but girl can not do the same what a sad thing . &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If we look at something when we point out at some one we forget that three more figures are pointing at ourselves. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A guy wants a virgin girl to marry but the same can not be the other side. Recently one of my best friends told me that ‘I encourage only time pass girls’. I was shocked to hear that from him. There were many more shocking things I had to hear.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Truth lies some where we are at the end of the world and what ever is said is coming true in every aspect. We are in our last days in this world …….&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We might think it is unimaginable to live in these circumstances but we need to be bold and live our lives .Final judgment is very near so be cautious with our actions and words . We live very short there is eternal life ahead ….. Be happy and stop judging others for any reason.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-3145139663056892222?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/3145139663056892222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=3145139663056892222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3145139663056892222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3145139663056892222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/03/where-are-we-headding-life-is-such-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/RgEAWeKHHKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lpoa-Yl4i3o/s72-c/The+Road+ahead+-+a+solcofn+dnb+mix+-+feb+06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-8258273755801468767</id><published>2007-03-19T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:29:52.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What are you as an individual?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rf473QuJ8DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FIbSYSu4_iM/s1600-h/ocean_waves_photos_t1504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rf473QuJ8DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FIbSYSu4_iM/s400/ocean_waves_photos_t1504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043534453268934706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Did any time this struck our mind? We just live as if time is pushing us. We do things which we like and sometimes we are forced to do things which we don’t like also.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we sit calm also the thinking process is still on. It is never ending; we keep thinking and burdening ourselves for no reason. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;The mirror inside you reflects your face and mind to do what you have to do, but still we hide ourselves somewhere and try portraying as if we are different .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Why do you like few people it is all that frequency which matches with them. We feel they are meant for something. When you feel so you try giving them lot of importance to that person .In that run we forget that we are loosing our own-ness just to win that person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Many instances we love a person more than required, give them lot of attention, which some really enjoy not giving obviously getting attention.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;All these are never ending it just comes as a wave which wipes what ever is written in the sand on the beach. Life is the same what ever is meant for us is decided long back , rest all is just the beautiful lines which we are writing with lot of patients on the sand knowing that waves will wipe away how ever beautiful it might be. That’s the ultimatum accept what is meant for you and go on in life ….. Life ahead is so beautiful provided if you want to make that beautiful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Analyze yourself what you are? And do not hide your self. Your beauty lies there when you know what you are? Many a times we do not know what we are that when , we end up in mess. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-8258273755801468767?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/8258273755801468767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=8258273755801468767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8258273755801468767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/8258273755801468767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/03/did-any-time-this-struck-our-mind-we.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rf473QuJ8DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FIbSYSu4_iM/s72-c/ocean_waves_photos_t1504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-3715057354581329777</id><published>2007-03-19T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:11:35.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rf427AuJ8CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J6JDigakz64/s1600-h/ist2_614771_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rf427AuJ8CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J6JDigakz64/s400/ist2_614771_life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043529020135305250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;REJECTION...&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The word itself is so painful. We never want this to happen in our lives any time for any reason. We all develop feelings with in and sometimes people suppress their feelings as they are always worried of the  outcome might be ‘Rejection’.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we get rejected we take out anger in many different ways. Life just goes on with out that person also, we must have enjoyed the moments as a day dreamers in life. Some give lot of importance to family values and their past life which has a greater impact which makes the person a negative as whole. He /She want to take out the anger just because they had that bitter memories in their past life.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the other person the perception might be very wrong. I have seen a person and experienced that he is totally different just because a girl ditched him. He is trying to always co-relate that with every girl he is meeting. Now he has a negative impact on every girl. He feels he can not trust any girl anymore. I have seen the feelings. I felt really bad why at all this happen to him but the answer to that is. ………………..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;“Man proposes and GOD disposes”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God wants to teach us something .He chose this way to teach him . But one message to him from my side is. The time is going to change what ever he had decided before was just not meant for him so only it just left him in the sadness and bitter thoughts. Please start thinking positive it wipes away all the negative feelings form your mind there is still greener pasture for you. God will save you for what ever you are and he will alone guide you in his own way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-3715057354581329777?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/3715057354581329777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=3715057354581329777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3715057354581329777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/3715057354581329777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/03/rejection.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wo4w9wziTuk/Rf427AuJ8CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J6JDigakz64/s72-c/ist2_614771_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-117144976104125725</id><published>2007-02-14T02:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T02:42:41.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/1600/815818/Valentines_Valentine_Bear_SKU_81602031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/320/151554/Valentines_Valentine_Bear_SKU_81602031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is a day full of three colors. I was wondering to see many girls in RED dress while I was coming to office. The day filled with ROSES and three colors like WHITE RED and PINK. This day has got its own value.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many people wait for today and some just pass this day like any other day .This day will be special for those who have a date for the evening. If any of you do not have a date do not worry have dinner with your friends tonight. Have good chocolates and enjoy the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But do not feel that YOU are alone and all … Because the days schedule is written long back so when things has to happen they will happen. If you and me wants it they might not just happen … Hmm stop thinking and enjoy today … Do not think about yesterday and tomorrow …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-117144976104125725?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/117144976104125725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=117144976104125725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/117144976104125725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/117144976104125725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-is-day-full-of-three-colors_14.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-117144786182543672</id><published>2007-02-14T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T02:11:01.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/1600/193257/PR091106b_Collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/320/39643/PR091106b_Collage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The times when everyone wants to be special. The times when every one seek that importance from the other person. These are all expectations in life which trouble a person so much. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We always think we are the BEST what ever may come . One point we need to realize that we are all human beings and we are made for a purpose. The hours and days pass by and time comes when we sit back and think about our past. I am dam sure we will all have points to make note of and to rectify things. Because when we handle things we handle it with immaturity and many a times it is situational. Emotionally we might be weak and to larger extent decision making gets affected with some of the parameters.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we were small we always worried about colorful toys . When we start going to school we think from school dress till pencil which we carried . An extension to that we slowly start having our own wishes from food till our idea’s and friendships. This is all Tran session period. When we cross a limit and start earning then we want to have luxuries in life these are never ending . We feel always see for the betterment in all respects . &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A girl before marriage gives a good thought about her future partner . She would want so many things in him , but after all these once she gets married and goes to his house she needs to forget about her life before and start a new chapter all together , not only girl guys do the same they adjust with her and her behavior they try convincing their family to accept her and they become the key person in life who will show the road ahead. Till the death these challenges are very common in life .. Never ending .. Some times we pass the test and some times we get average score and some time sadly we fail . But we learn out of the mistakes&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;this is all life…. LETS CHERISH EACH AND EVERY MINUTE OF IT.. THIS IS ALL LOVE TOWORD THE EARTHY THINGS AND LIFE ..( We forget that there is eternal life after death )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-117144786182543672?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/117144786182543672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=117144786182543672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/117144786182543672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/117144786182543672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/02/times-when-everyone-wants-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116894228026510654</id><published>2007-01-16T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T02:11:20.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/1600/832420/100_3648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/320/125611/100_3648.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;MISSING AN IMPORTANT EVENT ..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we were born we never knew as to how the life would be . We thought of many things in life as we grew older but many a times things end up with a disappointment . Which we have to accept forcefully . We love our families (NO DOUBT ABOUT IT ) , when&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;something happens against our wish and it just happens in such a shape where we can not undo the event . Such events are one wrong foot in life / decision about marriage against the will of families etc.. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We normally realize the importance of human being or anything when it is not there with us . I have faced&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;an instance of the same where the intensity of that event made me go mad did not knew how to go about .. Felt that’s fate . Iam beating around the bush , my sweet sis whom I loved so much got married on 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; JAN 2007 . I feel that’s a new year blessing for me and my family which ended up in shock . Cried out to lord but that’s the dead end we can not do anything . Only thing we can do is pray for their life and future ..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love you so much akka . Miss u now but u are with some one else ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116894228026510654?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116894228026510654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116894228026510654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116894228026510654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116894228026510654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2007/01/missing-important-event.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116468582324320199</id><published>2006-11-27T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:50:23.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/u%20r%20a%20star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/u%20r%20a%20star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116468582324320199?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116468582324320199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116468582324320199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116468582324320199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116468582324320199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116426835292915577</id><published>2006-11-22T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:52:32.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/1600/796776/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/945/1611/320/273129/ShowLetter.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO LIMIT FOR NEEDS ...................AND DESIRES.... ASPIRATIONS ARE MORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116426835292915577?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116426835292915577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116426835292915577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116426835292915577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116426835292915577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-limit-for-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116409130350902952</id><published>2006-11-20T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:46:00.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When you're down to nothing, God is up to something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could." Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said :"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD ! And guess what, Mom ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom ? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him ?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How about that ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Signed with Love from God, Jesus &amp;amp; Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116409130350902952?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116409130350902952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116409130350902952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116409130350902952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116409130350902952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-youre-down-to-nothing-god-is-up.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116383179698282080</id><published>2006-11-17T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:38:58.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/sheela.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/sheela.0.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                           MY WOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think well about me. There are very few I can say who do their self assessment properly. When I was told by a person that I am worthless and I am dam bad , I cried on that night, later when I started thinking about it and analyzing the same I some where realized that I was wrong to a major extent so only such a good person also want to run away from me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think after any such incidence I will definitely get an answer for that. Probably I was wrong in many ways but one thing, Life taught me many lesions. I had made many friends once but today I do not want to trust anyone for any reason. I was one who always used to trust people fast. Today I do not want to be the same. One thing I have learnt is having self confidence in me. Even in the midst of trouble I don’t want to loose that once I loose , that’s the dead end there is no way for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harshness is one more thing which no one can take, Being harsh to people will take anyone miles away from the other person. The time we live is very short let’s live cool why do we need to fight or disturb some one who is not interested in us. Harshness, being rude it is one and the same we can never get a person by being so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third thing asking too many questions, Obvious we never want to face questions. Especially in circumstances where we our self are in wrong foot. One should understand all these. One more thing knowing a little psychology of a person is very important in building relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of analysis is bad let’s get on with our routine let’s not analyze anyone let’s do self assessment which might help us to groom our future…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How i wish i can be the as clean as the paper above . But there is something written , you need to click that to see what did i write there he he he he ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116383179698282080?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116383179698282080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116383179698282080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116383179698282080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116383179698282080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-woes-i-always-think-well-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116245292694772801</id><published>2006-11-01T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:19:20.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/thoughts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are something which gives an immense burden to the individual and they lead the whole thing. Mind does everything let us not get into scientific things of it. Generally there are few who think a lot about small instances too, it is harmful many a times by thinking so much we loose the trust and confidence which again may lead to an dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend always used to tell me tera brain ek din udjayega . I think a lot. A small thing for me is a big issue. The person next to me it might sound very silly but for me everything is big and one more bad thing is doing kichidi I mix everything and that makes me feel I am over burdened on this earth. Do not feel like working also how i feel if I get leave and go home and sleep ohhhhh… Noooooooo it is not possible now another 4 hours in this office yes 4 more hours the day ends in office. How craze am I .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say now I only ask GOD to change me and ask him to control my thinking process ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116245292694772801?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116245292694772801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116245292694772801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116245292694772801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116245292694772801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/11/thoughts-thoughts-are-something-which.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116235990567121822</id><published>2006-10-31T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:45:05.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/IMG_2396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/IMG_2396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Note: This photo is from website.. not the one i have attended&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A MARRIAGE TRIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was planned one and later thought I can not make it but it was GOD’s will that I had to attend Farhat’s Wedding so only I could make it. We were all eight members while going I could not catch the bus in jubilee bus stop went till MGBS (one more corner )at night all alone he he he I manage things all alone . Then a call from my classmate where are you? Finally when I reached bus stop there was no one. I was panic first then called them, they were busy in choosing the best MICROWAVE for Farhat. She is my MHM classmate who was very calm and quite girl most of them used to like her for her quietness. That’s all about Farhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to Journey I was sitting in the waiting hall of Volvo corner then three of my gang came finally we got into bus I was very much exited after meeting all of them. Its been two years since I met them all at once missed my BEST FRIEND as she could not make it. Other wise we all could not sleep till 4 AM and 6AM we reached the place and settled comfortably in lodge then comes the part of sleeping we both girls along with me one more classmate had come so I had a girl company, we both slept till 9AM guys were really tensed as we both were in soundless sleep and did not pick up calls nor responded to the knock at the door. Finally I had to get up get ready to go to the marriage . Farhat was so happy seeing all. To tell you all this was my first Muslim marriage I have attended I was so keen to see what’s happening. Aslam came first they had to do everything later we decided to have our breakfast then madam Farhat Arrived in BURKA. She wore this for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we both girls went and greeted her and came and sat there were two stages I was turning to words Farhat but all my classmates were busy in pulling me. Then I felt very bad when Farhat started crying I was thinking why all this has to happen to girl alone ?? These questions are not answered by anyone life is all about changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the marriage my gang got a wonderful idea of having snap together with both of them and they had a long discussion and finally agreed for the photo session. We had to proceed to the most awaited session of having lunch we finished that then all came to an end we had to leave the marriage hall as there were no interesting guys nor girls of our choices .. he he he just kidding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to go to see the Gunnies book of world record entry Banyan Tree. It was 25 Km we went and saw that came back and saddest thing we all had to leave to different places I came back to HYD with another three and two went to Bangalore and one to Guntur .. But was nothing like a that wonderful moment which I can never forget , I had PAN there which ended up in giving lot of pain with a reaction .. Worth doing all that , had applied Mehandi also wow too good … My classmates were telling that they are all ready to attend my wedding but they need to wait some time for that .. So GUYS wait for my wedding you will get invitation after 2 years …But for now bless newly wedded couple and pray for their future…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116235990567121822?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116235990567121822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116235990567121822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116235990567121822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116235990567121822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/10/note-this-photo-is-from-website.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-116184350438307536</id><published>2006-10-25T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:18:24.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/1981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                             A DAY FULL OF SURPRISES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too good to have many surprises on my Special Day. A special person remembered my birthday and called me at 12:05AM and sang song for me lovely it was really a big surprise then a message from a person, which was even more shocking and surprising. I was always thinking that the person does not know my contact number but GOD only knows how he got my number. The next one early morning my mom came from my place to be with me on my birthday wow that was amazing thing. It was like getting plenty of roses from some where. Then comes the next one my colleague from Dhaka has come down and called me on that day wished me. Then comes the exiting thing my sweetest friend called me up saying she is sending her friend as she could not make it, went down and saw the guy who was very busy in picking the sapota’s from the “PURE AND NATURAL” he wished me and some one from behind came with a sweet voice to hug me and wish me that was my sweetu wow she came to wish me and made my day a special one.. I must be very much thankful to GOD for giving me such a wonderful time on my birthday. But there is still one more left. Some one in hi5 has invited me and wanted to become a friend of mine that remind as a shock and surprise too.. Too many to write. I thank Almighty for such a wonderful time on that day. I can not measure how happy I was that day. To end with met another birthday boy who was my lecturer in my MHM he saw me on road but called me for dinner to join with their small family went and wished him .We both had pleasure of cutting the cake together always but this time we had chocolates he gave me many chocolates which I love . This was my birthday updates….Was it interesting or anyone felt boring I am sorry …But thanks once again for all your prayers which are making me lead my life in a wonderful way …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-116184350438307536?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/116184350438307536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=116184350438307536&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116184350438307536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/116184350438307536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-full-of-surprises-it-was-too-good.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115890488462165313</id><published>2006-09-21T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:01:24.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/compromise.png" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; COMPROMISE:&lt;br /&gt;An another name for leading life with out messsssssss!. What happens when we analyze life is we miss out the sweetest memories of life. We need to negotiate in the normal routine life also this negotiation process is between creator and mankind. Wow great na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we see in scripture readings, GOD told us not to be in such situation he asks us to have faith and hope in everything we do. Woooooooooooo but we always enrich ourselves with day to day problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an ideal personality in my life, who always used to build everything in air she is one who always believes there is nothing to compromise in life what ever may come. She (XYZ) is my classmate and was colleague for one year six months now hardly calls me that am there. But to tell you all she is one who always had a strong belief that things will come true.&lt;br /&gt;When we were together my sweetu (my best friend) used to ask me why does things turn her side. At one point we thought she has some power. You know we both my best friend and me plan out everything when we are inside room and come out. We strongly make up our mind that what ever may come we are not going by her words that’s XYZ’s word but ultimately we land up in a situation where in we need to go by XYZ’s word ..So she is to larger extent believes in herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you madam for making me realize that life is all about how we live not what is fate and not messing up things he he he he he he he really miss you at times . But she is very greedy and she is very insecure about certain things as we all know we have positive and negatives edges of us in life ,, hooooooooooo let all go and we be happy with out tears and only sweet smile on this face .. have a pleasant time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115890488462165313?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115890488462165313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115890488462165313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115890488462165313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115890488462165313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/09/compromise-another-name-for-leading.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115883072386831473</id><published>2006-09-21T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T02:25:23.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/For%20A%20Purpose.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/For%20A%20Purpose.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a days we are in so called modern era where in we make friends with out seeing him/her. One thing I used to always have in my mind before experiencing that kind of friendship. How do I trust a person without seeing? This was a big question mark all the time but still to kill the loneliness I have started chatting when I was working in Dhaka, the chat was to start with first  family then  relatives and then college seniors juniors then finally unknown . A fine day, one of my senior gave me one site to download so that he said he can chat through that. I had no clue as to what it was anyways yahoo was blocked for him so he asked me to download this and gave http also, first thing I had asked him I don’t have anyone slowly I was almost addicted to it and all my colleagues got used to that chat room and there was no recreation so everything was through chat. Slowly started knowing many people shared about me an my life and that was all fine. Till today I have the same question why do we trust a person so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an answer GOD who is the sole controller he will have his own purpose in doing things, so in that run we happen to be very emotional and get hurt also . I don’t know it is for good or bad some times what ever happens has to happen for some reason, we can not neglect or forego anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all social animals where in we need people specially after certain period of time our needs change and that’s when we start getting attracted to opposite sex persons there is nothing  wrong in it because it is a natural phenomenon has to happen. I just came across a incidence which happen to my classmate, that people misuse what is existing. My classmate in PG she is topper in my class she had a friend who gave his details through chat and met her, she used to go around she is unmarried girl she is doc by profession. She suddenly came to know on a fine day that he was married and all the details which he has provided her were turned to be wrong. Imagine the trauma she must have underwent, he was married and had a kid too but still was trying to flirt around with a girl. Why does such thing happen? When are we going to change our thinking? These are all unanswerable it is all fun time for some one but they always forget that fun will give pain to the other person. There are many things happening now a days but this might be 50% the other 50% is that we are getting to know a person who will be life time friend some are turning to be partners too . We never know what happens but what ever happens happens for a cause …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A WONDERFUL LIFE …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115883072386831473?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115883072386831473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115883072386831473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115883072386831473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115883072386831473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-days-we-are-in-so-called-modern.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115864581192212843</id><published>2006-09-18T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:03:31.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/an_invitation_to_prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/an_invitation_to_prayer.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really difficult many a times when we can not think of anything. Certain instances make individuals feel really unhappy when we face situations we know the pain in it . There are different ways to deal the situation. There are people who deal situations on their own some are very much dependent on people. I think I belong to the second category. I really depend on people for every small thing. When I was with mom I used to think she can not keep anything to her self, yes my mom is one who has to tell everything to others I am not that kinds I will not tell unless I am close to people .Today I need to assess myself whether my dependence on that person is really going to make both our lives hell. I used to think all the time friends are those who stand besides what ever may come. I now realized too much of anything makes a person feel that this person is useless and start hating that person. It is we who make things worse in our life. Life is all about how we live, one should know how to live their life. Problems are part and parcel of life no one can avoid it but we can not really runaway from situations one needs to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week My colleague came to me running morning morning saying do you know … she explained what has happen to her in the city bus, I told her that’s not the way to deal with such things and I felt it is silly why she is taking things seriously. Today I was in same position, mine was worse. I read sometime back in some article that some people are psycho and they do what ever they want it was proved today that it is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as usual I was in my second bus 47L to come office I was standing as it was raining outside continuously I am in the bus. After sometime the third stop that is Pantaloon stop came and the two girls who were sitting in the last seat(for women) got down I got place, getting place in the morning is really unimaginable anyways I was happy first thing that I got seat and the next thing I never realized that happiness leads to something else . There was place next to me a guy sat first he was sober I did not even look at him then after some time it was two stops before my stop he was trying to come close .First thought must be by mistake then I adjusted myself but still he was touching my leg . Horrifying thing after sometime he pulled my Jacket .I was scared for a minute I was thoughtless many things came into mind if I shout what happens and what should I do I just looked at him seriously then got up from seat and stood in the front as my stop was very near .. Why am I sharing this with you all is, Today’s generation is showing ways to spoil. He might not get anything if he touches me but one day will definitely come that day he has to answer GOD ALMIGHTY why he has done it. We are all human beings we can not become wild animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD bless his thinking of people and protect everyone who are having such thoughts so that they bring in the change which is really needed.. Thanks for hearing to my prayer oh lord ..AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115864581192212843?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115864581192212843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115864581192212843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115864581192212843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115864581192212843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-is-really-difficult-many-times-when.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115630385883850246</id><published>2006-08-22T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:30:58.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A MEMORABLE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole issue started at 12:00AM last night. I had a fight with my so called dearest friend he told me I am irritating anyways I do agree many a times I irritate him a lot . Fine morning I woke up at 5:00Am as usual very nice girl na ha ha ha you are very wrong I just keep immersion rode and go back to my sleep again the same alarm rang at 6:30 AM so sad I got up got ready an came I was still angry with my so called dearest friend . I did not wanted to call him but what happened was I got in to first bus that was fine I reached the next station to get in to second bus there I found 47Z/C which is a new bus I asked the driver casually will it go through that he said yes . I was very happy and for the first time I got seat also what a pity na . I opened my great novel and settled in my seat the conductor came he asked me ticket I  told him my stop and he stretched his hands to words me for money I gave Rs.100/- he denied he said you get down or give correct change . I was stubborn I did not wanted to get down again in the sunny road I need to stand he came back again and said the same and sadly he asked the driver to stop the bus and asked me to get down . This I never faced I was still stubborn but because of me the people who are there already in the bus have to suffer so I got down and called my dearest friend he was so angry picked my call after 6 rings and asked what ? . I told him this he said what should I do . I claim he is my dearest friend right but he does not feel the same and I SMS ed him the same and went in to a pan chop showed a pitiable face that fellow gave me change and thank GOD I am in office now .. I pray god that no one should face such things because of any situation.. THANKS FOR READING THIS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115630385883850246?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115630385883850246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115630385883850246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115630385883850246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115630385883850246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/08/memorable-day-whole-issue-started-at.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115589263168977437</id><published>2006-08-18T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T02:17:11.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIFE IN HYDERABAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have joined a TPA (Third party administration ) in health care insurance it is nice and it is new .It is been 18 days since I am working for this organization . I think professional life will be better as I will be working here on many things. To tell one thing life is really busy after I joined here I realized life is not so easy as I was thinking. Some times I feel I don’t have time for myself. BUS journey is something to be explained at large where as the buses during the morning and evening the preferable time to show how much strength one has got. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha it is really worth traveling in fully flooded buses in Hyderabad wow amazing. What more I can tell about life here. In this organization they are training me in many things wonderful part is I will be doing accounting part of the work that is called “Re-conciliation” Now I am at the preliminary stage of work where as I am doing primary analysis which is really worth doing it I am really enjoying the time . The time passes just like that morning I report sharp at 8:45AM and evening I leave by 5:40PM God only knows how time passes in between. My sis is so sweet and concerned about me morning she gets up for me and asks me whether I had breakfast or not and she goes back to sleep cho chweet na . Anyways that’s all one side of it and the other side is I am enjoying things and I have applied for a course in Symbiosis University but sadly they have given admission in some other course . I had applied for PGDCRM (Post graduate diploma in customer relationship management ) but they gave me PGDBA( postgraduate diploma in business administration) so sad na pray for me .  I am not getting time to speak to university people also about this . Lets see how things turn out …. That’s from me now rest all in next blog ……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115589263168977437?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115589263168977437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115589263168977437&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115589263168977437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115589263168977437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-in-hyderabad-i-have-joined-tpa.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115269845447686539</id><published>2006-07-12T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T03:00:54.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE IN INDIA &lt;br /&gt;LIFE IN INDIA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about learning every moment. One fine day something happen where in me and my dearest sister went on a long drive it was about 100kms from Hyderabad, we were sad but GOD made that drive safe and memorable in all the ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming from Dhaka life in India was bit tough and it was all about solving problems at different ends. Professional life and personal life was tough. It was impossible to cope up with the routine as I had every minute a different angle of it I am still on JOB HUNT which is difficult time in life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had faced enough and I am just waiting for the will of GOD to happen in my life. Keep your prayers for me I need all of your prayer support to be strong in life...THANKS FOR YOUR PRAYERS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115269845447686539?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115269845447686539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115269845447686539&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115269845447686539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115269845447686539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-in-india-life-in-india-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115045117202456888</id><published>2006-06-16T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:46:12.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/DSC01639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/DSC01639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HARD TO SAY GOOD BYE ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director nursing services here is leaving tomorrow early morning. I went to meet her now, it is really sad she was very close to me. She was almost like my friend who used to mingle so well in that age too .&lt;br /&gt;We have done shopping together many times I love being with her, normally we say old aged ladies are hard to manage but she is not like that, very friendly she is not that old aged kinds. She calls me darling darling all the time. She was with me for the past one year 2 months all the time she used to just come for any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had taught her computers for some time she is leaving now. Life is all miracles we meet many some become close but we need to leave them all some time or the other. I wish and pray for her so that she should be healthy and she should reach home safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE U MAM MISS U...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115045117202456888?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115045117202456888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115045117202456888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115045117202456888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115045117202456888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/hard-to-say-good-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115044929085418536</id><published>2006-06-16T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:18:27.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/my_best_friend_logo_resized.1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A relationship which starts with trust. We can not say everyone is my friend, I have seen people saying everyone my friend my friend . If they are friends then what happens every one on earth is a friend for us na .&lt;br /&gt;Good that we are all friends in life we have different categories like relatives family friends and family friends ... the list goes on and on .. Take a second think you are in a dire need of a person whom do you bow upon if u really want to, he is your true friend . I am not telling you that only person who helps you is your friend but I am trying to tell you that u trust him the most and he value you the most.&lt;br /&gt;In relationships I have seen one will be most expressive and one might not even say even he/she feels that but only that right person can understand their feelings. Friendship is very precious we need to treasure it when we have it with us . I have seen set of people till now. I can dare to say few are my best they love me the same but one thing again and again remember do not expect anything from anyone just give what ever you can . When we expect we might get disappointed at times.&lt;br /&gt;I would want to tell one thing here I have got few friends whom I can really relay till my death but I am the same for them too. I must have hurt them , they must have hurt me but we understand more when we hurt each other. That trust and understanding is more important than anything be the same all the time. Remember friends when u are happy and sad too and remember when u pray every morning they need your prayers..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE THEM AND RESPECT THEM FOR WHAT THEY ARE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&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/16957052-115044929085418536?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115044929085418536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115044929085418536&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115044929085418536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115044929085418536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115011004273612556</id><published>2006-06-12T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T04:00:42.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/Enjoy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/Enjoy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MARRIAGE -A BONDING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was just thinking about this today, it is a bonding which brings in two different people together and makes them start a life all together new. Many must have told me many versions of marriage the life after marriage will be different for everyone. As we experience things some face many obstricles and some really loose things and they almost scarifies things for the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any other relationship this is also one which makes two people of different ideas and thoughts together so that they live for each other the rest of life happy. We have different customs to celebrate a wedding but all customs we make the bride and groom make an oath in front of the lord and gathering that they will lead the life for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have bitterness sorrow when we have broken heart the other person will always remain there with us. Some people really enjoy the company of each other. So&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/pillarcandlescape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/pillarcandlescape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me just live for the family and because of any reasons. If we look at the positive end of it is after some age we will realize if not today that GOD had purpose in making life a success so only he made man and women together the saying we all know "Marriages are made in heaven " why is it like that he decides who will meet whom for the rest of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man and women needs to control each other support each other and live the life happy. When I attend the wedding I observed many things where in more concentration is given to a girl and the moment she comes in we get up and sing a song for her the pastor goes and brings her she have flower girls around her, if we think why so, she is leaving her life and coming in to a man's house forever she has to make up her mind to live with a different person for the rest leaving family where she had her small dreams and wishes coming true all the time.. I really do not know might be for that reason girl is given importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl needs to do many things , first of all she needs to understand the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/image331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/image331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;new atmosphere where she has come to live in and all the more important her husband who is everything for her and she needs to be responsible and always she should welcome things . Many instances I have seen girl is being blamed when some dispute comes or anything happens , there are instances where such issues happens but life is not so easy mentalities frequencies might not match but one needs to understand others in many ways . A lady can make the family and break it also ... So it is all for girls who so ever is reading and specially for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dr.Tripti make your life memorable one hope and pray you have a very beautiful and ideal life with Dr. Satosh . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY THE BLESSINGS BE AROUND YOU AS YOU ARE NOW AT THE WEDDING CERMONY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115011004273612556?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115011004273612556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115011004273612556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115011004273612556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115011004273612556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/marriage-bonding-i-was-just-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115000624653165745</id><published>2006-06-10T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:17:44.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/159104438_fae9e85cc7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/159104438_fae9e85cc7.0.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/jasmine.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JASMINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/159104438_fae9e85cc7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we hear about this the smell just touches , This is a seasonal flower which is very precious for many people, I have seen ladies dying for this flower , I suddenly one day found a tree full of flowers and plucked daily and used to keep in my room as natural smell will be there all through the evening . U do not believe how many ladies in my room asked me where do you get this from , till today i did not reveal them where I am getting this ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/jasmine.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/jasmine.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just need that info there won't be tree, forget about flower. I know for sure, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ... U know some challenged me also that they would find where is this tree and from where iam getting but poor thing they could not ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I donot like to pluck flowers but the only flower i pluck is jasmine because we need to pluck it and pluck the leaves as well during the starting of the season , used to do a bit gardening with mamma so know few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Small description for those who does not know about this flower and what is all about.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is a small white flower with a pleasant fragrance. Jasmine is used as a decorative flower for all occasions. Indian women wear this flower on their hair. It is weaved in length with the help of a thread. In North India, some communities use this flower to cover the face of the bridegrooms. Jasmine is grown and marketed in various parts of the country &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115000624653165745?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115000624653165745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115000624653165745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115000624653165745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115000624653165745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/jasmine-moment-we-hear-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-115000210177089893</id><published>2006-06-10T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:34:00.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/jasmine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/jasmine.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SELFISHNESS................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-115000210177089893?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/115000210177089893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=115000210177089893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115000210177089893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/115000210177089893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114950929664404564</id><published>2006-06-05T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T05:08:17.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/chocolatecake.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/chocolatecake.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/chocolatecake.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY BABY.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/wemade-chocolatecake-comparison.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that’s 06.06.06 is my sweet little sisters birthday she is&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/flower1big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="253" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/flower1big.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in a city which is prospering in all the ways “Hyderabad”. She is lovely sister we are not really sisters, I have never seen her, met her. Hope I can in future, she has a very sweet name TEJA.BOLLU. She has successfully finished her schooling and entered in to +1 with lots of enthusiasm and hopes. I know very few things about her but I can tell she is one who has got guts to challenge and make things happen. I wish u all the best TEJA as you have promised something with papa , hope and pray that should come true and keep up the name BOLLU always .... Only small prayer to my heavenly father is to supply her all the wisdom and be with her as she is going to make her future now. Support her help her in all the ways possible so that she makes up all her hopes and dreams of her’s to come true . Bless her abundantly oh lord i give u all the glory as u are blessing her. Bless the family oh lord be there with them all the time give them everything they need Amen. Here comes your birthday cake directly from cooper’s (one of the best bakers of Dhaka). Take it and be blessed all the time. It is your day make it memorable. LOVE U..... WITH LOTS OF WISHES SHEELA. BOLLU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Note: count how many roses are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/christmas_cake5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; it should be 16 if less ask ur dad to add more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114950929664404564?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114950929664404564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114950929664404564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114950929664404564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114950929664404564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/birthday-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114949787507588065</id><published>2006-06-05T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:57:55.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/self.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/self.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IMPORTANT TO REALIZE THINGS AT RIGHT TIME....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life it becomes so important to realize one's mistakes. But what if time has passed away. We may do things in a hard way but we never realize things many a times our stubbornness stops us. I had a classmate of mine who was my internship mate and became colleague after coming here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to love me so much, which I never used to care I had hurt her so many times but when I was in Delhi one night I thing around 8:00PM she had cried so bitterly for me just because I was not talking to her I did not care that time also then we left that place I mean Delhi. We both got chance to work together again I was not talking as usual but here and there I had a reason why I did not talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell one thing probably I did not realize that it is not a big issue, nor I failed to make her realize that it is nothing. Times has passed away she was here with me one year. I will never see her anymore but I felt bad for the first time. She made an attempt to speak twice before leaving I was very stubborn I am hurt. I can not tell she is bad, she is not bad she had her prayers for me always. I wish her beautiful future...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we swim this life we face lot more but ask Almighty for help donot harm anyone donot even think of harming someone .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you all to realize we are human beings we live very short period of time leave stubbornness’ and forgive others so that our sins will be forgiven. I need to say a word that I forgive her and i will continue to pray for her future. May GOD give her all the happiness in life and give her a good JOB which is more needed now GOD will prosper you ...TAKE CARE... BE SAFE &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114949787507588065?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114949787507588065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114949787507588065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114949787507588065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114949787507588065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/important-to-realize-things-at-right.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114925726744179107</id><published>2006-06-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:07:47.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/sorry-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/sorry-2.jpg" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUPIDITY LEADS TO PROBLEMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden something happens which will mess up whole thing. Gets in the distance between people which was never there. I have good friends who are very nice but I really do not know how to treasure what I have I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes are mistakes but I have one only question for GOD "You do not want to forgive me GOD" I hope things come back the same I can not imagine anything of that sort. I can not reveal the exact incidence happen here but I seek only your prayer support who so ever happens to read the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all do mistakes but repeating mistakes is painful, I do understand but what happens is life is so unpredictable we never know things could really change a person and take that person away from one who always used to claim to be BEST FRIEND. So sad I do not have any words to say now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to make one point very clear please realize mistakes and try not to repeat those, this message is for me also which is one I need to remember all the time till I live here . I do not know what’s going to happen but Almighty will never leave us alone that is for sure so he will take care of the situation and he will make people realize things. Hope that happens soon ... Keep smiling have a nice time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114925726744179107?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114925726744179107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114925726744179107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114925726744179107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114925726744179107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/06/stupidity-leads-to-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114899531796452282</id><published>2006-05-30T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T06:33:05.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A GOOD SUPPORTER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day that is on 7th of Jan 2006 met a person who was very&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/DSCN0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/DSCN0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; serious kinds and came to know that he is from a land full of water problem any guess . Hay he is fr&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/F1020031.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;om Tamilnadu . He studied his engineering appeared his the post graduation exams his semester results are expected soon lets pray so that he meets his fixed target 70% and above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very matured personality , loves blue colour to tell about him one blog is not enough he is one who used to support me a lot , I used to ask him to come online and voice chat with me he never said no to me infact he tried to adjust his time. He has not asked anything from me except that he wants me to choose a pucca veggie bramhin girl for him ha ha ha ha ha funny na I am a pure non-vegetarian. He loves two Hindi songs those are Kajrare from Bunty Aur Bubly and one more jhalak dhiklajaa from Aksar. Imagine a Tamil guy who is forcefully learning Hindi now enjoys Hindi songs this is for your information.To my surprise today he spoke in telugu too wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so nice I can not tell u, gave me so cute cute names gundus , lollu and what not we talk in Tamil , I can manage and he understands my language. He is one person in my life who sent a message when I was in a dire need of a person he sent one evening can I fly in the next flight to see you in Dhaka that was so nice I can not tell u how comforting it was wow so nice of him. One great thing is where ever he was in these 6 months he never lost touch with me through some means he was updating me about his wareabouts . I want him to get married soon to an understanding girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one of my best friend who has supported when I was falling back and when I was really going zig zig in graphs , as on today I must have hurt him so many times but to tell u the truth he never even tried hurting me . He is such a wonderful friend of mine. He asked me one day to give my recipe of sambar hope he tried that recipe some time he he he he he he ... I hope one day I can meet him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD my only prayer to you for my friends where ever they are keep them safe and away from all the troubles and help them teach them what to do and how to go about with the problems they have present(if any). I surrender them to you o lord take care of them keep them happy all the time supply everything they need.. Keep them smiling all the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114899531796452282?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114899531796452282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114899531796452282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114899531796452282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114899531796452282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-supporter.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114871895446902232</id><published>2006-05-27T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:35:54.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/Cover_Healthy-Relationships-thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/Cover_Healthy-Relationships-thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIPS ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is for u all who supported me in many ways , days have come very near .We never know we must have met so many people . We must have developed so many kids of relationships and some amount of understanding , but we need to leave everything no one comes with us till end except our loving lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i look back my life in gist I have not done anything I feel I have done mistakes but many have taught me so many things one friend of mine keeps reminding me that I need to learn from my mistakes . We need to first understand and try to have control to accept the mistake and learning part is for longer run where in we need to put full stop to the mistake by learning and by not repeating the same .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have come in to my life in many forms many have told me many things but when I sit back and think what have I learnt from them and what did i make them learn from me ? I have no answer guys be stable don’t go imbalanced . We have lots of worries , be stable when u take a decision because that decision might just change your life in many ways . Sit cool and think and try to get solution for yourself instead of searching here and there because people have got lots of opinions on the same incidence as you alone know the pain you are going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we all have a great strength in our lives lets take help from him he is just at your door knocking, just seek him he will rule and he will solve all our problems . He is our Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not give anyone so much of importance more than you in run you will feel bad and time must have just gone back . You see everything for momentary but in long run only our family will be there . Think they have got lots of trust on each one of us they think about us so much they love us so much . Lets see life in a different view lets do something different so that we will make things better if not best ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114871895446902232?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114871895446902232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114871895446902232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114871895446902232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114871895446902232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/relationships.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114871709389342739</id><published>2006-05-27T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:04:53.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/lychee-WP.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/lychee-WP.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The first fruit which i did not like ??????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruit i had after coming here many i have tasted after going to new places as usual but this fruit i did not like and one my friend last night was talking about his fruit he likes it so much , i saw here also people go mad for that fruit it is so called costly fruit in this land itseems , but we get plenty here .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits are good and i love fruits a lot except papaya which has got high values but i donot like that what to do? hay fruits are healthy eat well and stay healthy all of you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE IS SOME INFORMATION ABOUT THE FRUIT SEE ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ist2_256275_lychee_fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/ist2_256275_lychee_fruit.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Origin:&lt;/strong&gt; The lychee is native to low elevations of the provinces of Kwangtung and Fukien in Southern China. Cultivation spread over the years through neighboring areas of southeastern Asia and offshore islands. It reached Hawaii in 1873, and Florida in 1883, and was conveyed from Florida to California in 1897&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adaptation:&lt;/strong&gt; Lychees require seasonal temperature variations for best flowering and fruiting, Warm, humid summers are best for flowering and fruit development, and a certain amount of winter chilling is necessary for flower bud development. Most varieties need between 100 and 200 hours of standard chilling (32° - 45° F). Cool winters with low rainfall are ideal for lychees. The trees become more hardy as they age. Mature trees have survived temperatures as low as 25° F when fully hardened off. Young trees may be killed by a light frost. Lychees can be successfully grown in frost-free coastal areas of California. There are trees in San Diego, California that are over 90 years old with no sign of decline in sight. It first fruited in Santa Barbara in 1914. They can be grown for a short period in a large container.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114871709389342739?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114871709389342739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114871709389342739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114871709389342739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114871709389342739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-fruit-which-i-did-not-like-fruit.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114871618924896054</id><published>2006-05-27T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:49:49.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW I&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/Graphic_PrayingTheLordsPrayerWithLuke11-2-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/Graphic_PrayingTheLordsPrayerWithLuke11-2-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MBALANCED ONE CAN GO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times life just goes up and down as though it is so hard to live up to that. Mind says something heart says something else, life is not so simple as we live, daily we face many incidences some makes us feel good some makes us feel why are we living which are really bad at times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan always makes u feel frustrated when we have everything also we want more and more which even that person can not experience and feel what exactly they want . GOD be there at my side when I fall and loose my self confidence. GOD why at all something happens to me? You want to make me strong but GOD I am loosing strength in many ways why father be there for me. I want you to rule me I want u to take in charge of things so that I can be balanced .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in pain lord I seek u with my whole heart come in to my life lord . This is the time u need to do everything for me , u be at my side and guide me what to do. I can not tell anything more than this lord be there for me father ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know everything Oh my father take things under your control so that i will be at peace I need u lord I am in dire need of u .. understand me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114871618924896054?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114871618924896054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114871618924896054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114871618924896054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114871618924896054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-imbalanced-one-can-go.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114853057448277479</id><published>2006-05-24T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:16:14.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/pomegranate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/pomegranate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessity is the mother of invention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as usual no electricuty courtesy Bangladesh Government and my house owner rest all flats give generator support excpt this conjuse ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 10:00PM Dhaka time then i still tried sleeping some how the sweet little mosquitoes were trying to wake me up with their kisses , then got up at 12:16AM still no power and all my friends are with me (sweet little mosquitoes) my blacony door is open nice breeze was coming in but my friends wanted my company i guess . Then the next phase i felt hungry . Suprising !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry i thought i will just drink water and sleep but i suddenly realised there is pomegranate in the fridge there is no light but i some how manged taking a plate and fruit and knife to my room . Then sat in my small balcony and had fruit u know i ate it so well after that the power came it was so clean then i realised that dhaka is teaching me how to eat properly with out light .. ha ha ha ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is need i was hungry so that made me eat it well and neat .. thats life hunger make things which are impossible possible ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114853057448277479?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114853057448277479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114853057448277479&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114853057448277479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114853057448277479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/necessity-is-mother-of-invention-last.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114846597000879593</id><published>2006-05-24T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T03:19:30.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEW GENERATION : THIS IS A MAIL I GOT TODAY ...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114846597000879593?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114846597000879593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114846597000879593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114846597000879593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114846597000879593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-generation-this-is-mail-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114828760591423309</id><published>2006-05-22T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T01:46:45.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ATT00027.0.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/ATT00027.0.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hay here it should be friends instead of wife and hubby .. We friend compromise, I admit iam wrong and she agrees with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNDERSTANDING MAKES THINGS POSSIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ATT00027.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships we need some one who is more matured to act and confess at one or another point. A Tamil movie spoke a lot about how stupid a female acts when she was emotionally dependent on some one. In any relationship we need a greater responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego what is this all about why do we think that I am something great. We were all made by mud and Almighty flew life line that’s O2 in to us, we are useless we come with out anything and go also in the same way. But when we see back we have done nothing in our lives we might have not even thought many a times about our loved one’s but at times our ego and prestige speaks more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to a song in Telugu it says your friendship I have lost and so on and so forth, why not we look at any aspect with some percentage of positive view. When some one breaks up in relationships they go and end up in depressions and stuff why is it so we have life still with out that person also. We might just need a control at that time but nothing more than that; we need to tell ourselves that life is not end there. GOD knows our needs more than anyone he will give everything at right time lets wait more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling few friends who cried telling their personal things that one day the person might come back do not loose hopes on yourselves live life bold. I also agree that it is not so easy to do things rather to say. No one can understand at times in which phase we are and how bad is our condition but remember we are always under the vigilance of Almighty who is seeing every minute of ours and he will come to our rescue all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us give our lives to him and let him rule us so that we never need to face any difficulties instead of trying out things.. GOD here is your daughter / sons accept them and be with them and guide them in life … Give them your wisdom to understand things in better way …..We praise and give you all the glory for being with us all through till this minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114828760591423309?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114828760591423309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114828760591423309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114828760591423309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114828760591423309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/hay-here-it-should-be-friends-instead.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114750347952743806</id><published>2006-05-12T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:57:59.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/words4ever_wallpaper_93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/words4ever_wallpaper_93.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some times it becomes so hard to realize that u are all alone. I make this point very clear many a times in my stay here to my family and friends . I used to think one can lead happy life all alone. I used to make my statements also that why should I slog for a person and his family after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know the importance of marriage it is simply impossible to think that u need to lead life alone all alone. I have discussed this issue with so many people, but GOD made me realize that I need a person in my life. I too want to be in a company of a man in my entire life. It is so nice to feel some one is there besides me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going mad here in this land standing alone, I act like stupid many a times I have a friend I used to trouble that person so much, he is so nice, he understood my need but he never avoided me seeing my stupidity, I can not thank him in anyways, as there is no way I can give him back. I can only tell u all that when we experience things then only we know but people are matured enough they have their own job to do other things than just listening to our stuff . I was really amazed seeing him the way he understood me and my each step why am I doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally guys think a lot when specially girl says something they see either they are being used or something but I just thank GOD for giving me such a wonderful friend who could understand me so well. Friends are more lovely believe me they were the support for me , if I stayed here for these many days it is only because of friends and college seniors but not because of anything and GOD 's will was there in first place ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u all for what ever little contribution u had for making me happy and making me feel that I am in companionship but I am not alone............. Do continue to pray for me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114750347952743806?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114750347952743806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114750347952743806&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114750347952743806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114750347952743806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-times-it-becomes-so-hard-to_12.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114698366830351599</id><published>2006-05-06T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T22:55:23.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/DSC00797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/DSC00797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GREAT WEEK END...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to share with you all the week end enjoyment I had , even though i delayed posting this . Never it is late to tell that I had fun in dhaka . On Thursday night had a great time in chaitra's house, had tamato bath hmmmmm yummy it was hot hot tamato bath was really tasty. Watched telugu movie too then standing outside in the balcony with the nice breeze touching me was all the more precious . The morning morning tring tring first my colleagues mobile alarm rang then mine i take 15 -20 min to get up from the time it rings ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then surprising when i woke up still two ladies on bed , we were three girls in her house including she we three are colleagues too . She got up after 10 min then went in to kitchen had prepared softer idle and spicy sambar and chutney. Even though I did not had it was great to see things on dinning table , I and to rush to ATM as there was no pie left with me , they both came after finishing their one more great break fast . I came home by the time I came they also managed reaching my home. we all walked to the cricket ground  to my surprise match was not yet started as usual scheduled time was 9:00AM Dhaka time by the time it stared it was 10:00AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket match this is something which gave a hope that I can really enjoy life standing on green grace too till 2:00PM was real fun in capturing every moment. Was all fun I was exhausted but was worth watching all start bats man and my people while fielding so bad Mr.Robert missed three catched beautiful once as he was exited before it came to him he missed it . Mr. Mahaboob (secretary to my Director operations) did really well had caught two balls so well . My boss there are no words to explain how he started as the starting bats man we gave him a different name Dr.Dhoni , he enjoyed it well we all had fun even thought we lost the toss we won the match against ISD (international school of dhaka ) people . Their score was 145/all out . Ours was 195/9 was too good.. Then came home saw irritating kitchen as my new roomies totally messed up the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was serious then one lady came and she cleaned all the utensils, then I cooked something ate by the time i wanted to sleep it was 7:00PM no electricity Shatrujeet had invited us for dinner . He is very caring sent us vehicle and went there watched RANG DE BASANTI movie worth watching it then Namratha prepared all possible dishes wow yummy again should be blessed to have such dinner . we all had good time in having dinner together chicken curry was good then had to come back but by the time I came it was 12:00AM then had to prepare idle for Shatrujeet so that preparation went on till 1:30AM went to sleep was so tired . But had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to each and everyone who made this possible for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114698366830351599?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114698366830351599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114698366830351599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114698366830351599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114698366830351599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-week-end.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114628913346208044</id><published>2006-04-28T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:38:53.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/pinoycook.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/pinoycook.gif" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/pinoycook.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXPERIENCE IN KITCHEN ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started liking cooking. I know that’s an art and experience makes man perfect. Yesterday was a day where I got up at 9:00Am from my bed and slept in front of TV till 12:00PM and all of a sudden my stomach started giving alarm. Went in to kitchen my roomy was preparing idly for her, I saw here and there and suddenly potato recipe stuck me which one of my Tamilian friend had taught me then called her also to have lunch with me but went out to get veggies and by 3:00PM all set to eat . I did not know what went in to my little brain , I saw that Tamil girl preparing one day pappu vada I also kept things ready before going out only . After lunch that girl (Tamilian) went upstairs I was in front of TV as I had slept more than needed with all Body pains I was ready to cook VADA it sadly turned out to be DIET VADA . No worries second time I can prepare well . Was crispy and in good shapes but mirchy less salt less (precautionary good to eat less salt and less mirchy na ) Then comes later part dinner my Tamilian friend kept dosa maav ready but I asked her teach me and I will prepare so she taught me I prepared DOSA wow .. Can not imagine and we both had DOSA .. Today one more dish Idly tonight lovely I will become perfect south Indian cook by end of the session.. Lets hope for the best..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is good to prepare instead of eating all the time... Do experiment u might fail once but iam sure that failure will make us strong ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114628913346208044?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114628913346208044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114628913346208044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114628913346208044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114628913346208044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/04/experience-in-kitchen.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114595394938317370</id><published>2006-04-25T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:32:29.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ShowLetter.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/ShowLetter.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIFE WITH HOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want so many things in life, we presume things to happen for us some one kneels down and pray some one believes in hard work some one goes to priest and asks him to pray for us... People have their own ways of looking with hope.&lt;br /&gt;We must have met so many good people while leaving them we must have had bitterness too no doubt I am sure we all have forgot after couple of hours and that’s how life runs we are busy with our own day to day activities . Nothing will stop for us we have to run with the time and destiny takes us to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just analyzing on the day my friend had left when she was there i did not knew how important she was when she is not there today i feel i miss her a lot . I do not know why all these happen with me only. I am sure not only me anyone if u ask they might have had such incidences to share with. Life is all controlled my our precious lord believe in him trust him he will lead our lives smooth.. Have a blessed week ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT LOOSE THE HOPE U HAVE IN LIFE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114595394938317370?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114595394938317370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114595394938317370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114595394938317370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114595394938317370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-with-hope-we-want-so-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114576802540073762</id><published>2006-04-22T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T22:02:03.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/Slide43.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ME VERY STRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized that I am the strongest , my tears did not fall something is meant other wise i can not act this way somwehere something went wrong  . I normally cry a lot in many instances but surprising today I am totally different , my friend had left me she is there with me for the past 4 years . She is very elderly personality very caring , very curious , with very less patience , very emotional , very much positive about life, very forth coming in many things , very loving last but not the least she was everything for me once......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week went on with parties one day Italian one day Mexican one day Indian last day Chinese . Was good enjoyed but all the more last night discussion and irritating her was too good . Her flight was at 8:10AM but had to report 2 hours before as it is so called international , she knocked my door tuck tuck tuck tuck at 5:19AM i had out my alarm at 5:50AM poor thing by then i was dumped in a car with her luggage . Came back i did not feel much difference but walking alone to office was bit different as now a days i always used to come with her ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope and pray she reaches home safe with all the luggage as though there is nothing left in this green land .... HERE I HAVE PUT HER PHOTOGRAPH SHE IS THE ONE I WAS TALKING ABOUT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114576802540073762?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114576802540073762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114576802540073762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114576802540073762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114576802540073762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-very-strong-i-never-realized-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114528120220187841</id><published>2006-04-17T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T06:40:05.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAST BREATH............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short as I emphasized in many of my blogs, life is really so short. I saw a case today 9 years old kido having congenital heart disease and was on penicillin for the past 5 years. He was to get operated for the disease he has. Poor chap he must have never ever thought today would be last breath for him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly he left us all at 1:25PM. Saw poor father crying so bitterly, he must have had so many dreams on his kido. He was broken so badly he came to meet my boss. He was crying so badly. I can not explain but his son is no more ... Imagine life has become so hard for him loss of son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there is investigation team meeting in board room to discuss the case lets see, kept the fingers crossed, may his soul rest in peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114528120220187841?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114528120220187841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114528120220187841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114528120220187841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114528120220187841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114422120983985563</id><published>2006-04-04T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:17:12.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ladyprayingbronze.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ladyprayingbronze.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="257" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/ladyprayingbronze.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YESTERDAY'S DISCUSSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a critical case according to my colleague. He is an old man who has memory loss and many more complications. There was a problem in radiology department as she is responsible for the department she was there suddenly she got a call of CT technician that patient who is undergoing diagnosis got attack (he is also a stroke patient it seems).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole issue she explained me first of all the CT angiography needs an Anaesthetist technician and a radiologist finally to analyze, CT nurse is permanent there. She asked coordinator to send an Anaesthetist as this was a cold case and it is IP case too. This patient was under orthopeadician. He was shifted to CT machine to take up CT cerebral angioplasty, as he was lying my colleague went to see him before the procedure as she was there in the department with an issue. It seems he asked her, where were u all these days not seen now a days? U are looking good in this dress he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime an Anaesthesia registrar came grumbling to the CT angioplasty room to give local Anaesthesia to the case. He saw the case and read the reports I mean case sheet and others , later he contacted primary treating consultant and then Anaesthesia coordinator also . He started giving anesthesia, then after that contrast was given the CT cerebral angioplasty procedure started. He (anesthesia registrar) denied to come out of CT room knowing the fact that the rays are bad normal body should not get exposed . To prevent this, they will be given lead aprons . He did not wear anything but he stood inside only. To every one's shocking monitor was black after 10 min.&lt;br /&gt;Patient had cardiac arrest, central announcing system is not working yet courtesy which ever department did not develop that. Crash cart and other things were there in place. My colleague suddenly called emergency coordinator he is just next to radiology department he came running with his team and resuscitated the patient. Mean while she called cardiologist also he also came and saw the patient .But what can the poor well educated guys (patient's sons) can do patient is fully paralyzed now. He is in surgical ICU now 24 hours of observation. Can not really fill the incident report also on anyone. Patient when he was taken to emergency for stabilizing, my colleague met the whole team and said few sweet words but she says I doubt one person but can not say anything as the patient is alive but fully paralyzed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big burden for the family to see a person who can not do anything but he is on bed alive , he might get recover with the physiotherapy support but chances are very less according to doctors . Damage has been done no one can rewind anything, guilt is always there. My colleague today morning says I could not sleep properly I dreamt about old man , she wanted to see him in SICU today morning hope he will be fine and goes back home after fully recovering . ‘N’ number of complicated cases come now a days, people working there need to be strong enough this is the message for my colleague , we can not really say who's fault it is but it is done ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY THAT THE PATIENT RECOVERS SOON...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114422120983985563?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114422120983985563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114422120983985563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114422120983985563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114422120983985563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterdays-discussion-it-was-critical.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114360715415881452</id><published>2006-03-28T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T20:39:14.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ShowLetter.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" height="270" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/ShowLetter.0.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUSY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Once upon a time a very strong woodcutter asked for a job in a timber merchant, and he got it. His salary was really good and so were the working conditions. For that reason, the woodcutter was determined to do his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to fell the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day, the woodcutter brought 15 trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations," the boss said. "Carry on with your work!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly motivated by the words of his boss, the woodcutter tried harder the next day, but he only could bring 10 trees. The third day he tried even harder, but he was only able to bring 7 trees. Day after day he was bringing less and less trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I must be losing my strength", the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could notunderstand what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When was the last time you sharpened your axe?" the boss asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us NEVER update our skills. We think that whatever we have learned is very much enough. But good is not goodwhen better is expected. Sharpening our skills from time to time is the key to success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing this one should realise that knowledge is vast and it is like ocean no one is master in all the subjects ... have a great professional life .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114360715415881452?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114360715415881452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114360715415881452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114360715415881452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114360715415881452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/03/busy-once-upon-time-very-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114309207231592282</id><published>2006-03-22T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:59:14.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LETTER FOR ME WHICH IS A LESION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Sheela, life is always filled with questions at very stage for example some of the most common questions. Why do sad people attract sad incidences in life? Why do happy people attract happy situations in life? Why do some people are prone to divorce? Why do some people always get a wrong job and wrong boss?&lt;br /&gt;Depending on what state of being we are, we attract situations. We have to focus on heightening our state of being rather than changing situations in life. If our state of being is low, then the external situation, even though sacred, will be pulled down to our level of being. For example, a poor man in a palace will make the palace into a gutter.&lt;br /&gt;A Man, while walking in the desert saw a group of people riding horses. He thought they were robbers and started running. They turned out to be travelers. Seeing the Man started running, the travelers thought he was in trouble-so they started going towards him. Now the Man was convinced they were after him and he ran into a graveyard – the travelers followed him there. The tired Man lay down on one of the coffins. Then he realized they were not robbers but travelers. They asked him: "Why are you here?" "I m here because of you and you are here because of me" answered the Man. "This is the law of karma". In other words, we attract situations in life. So don't look at people in the same way with same intentions formed by one incidence.&lt;br /&gt;We often find ourselves in such situations aligned to our state of being. If our consciousness is not committed to transformation, then we will not grow wiser from situations, but complain and grumble, expecting the situation to be different. According to yogic shastras, there are different levels of being - seven chakras or centers. Some operate from the lowest center and such people attract similar situations. Nature context is that humans evolve from lower to higher centers. This happens when you learn and grow. If one does not do that then the situation goes on repeating itself until we learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;How can we change one state of being? There are two types of growth: horizontal and vertical growth. Horizontal growth means more money, name and fame. People's yardstick of growth is more in the horizontal domain. People come and tell me, "I have grown" - which means five years back I earned 1 million a year and now I earn 10 million a year. This type of growth is not fulfilling. The second type of growth is vertical growth. The yardstick for this is: Five years back how calm was I, and how calm am i now? The growth is measured in its depth and not in its width. The more one grows in love, kindness and compassion, the more one is truly growing. Such a growth is fulfilling. Growth happening in the vertical dimension changes one's state of being. Today most of the young girls or woman are just looking at the horizontal growth, that’s the reason many fail to live happily despite of all the essential factors needed for this materialistic world.&lt;br /&gt;Once a king sought to resolve a dispute between two of his ministers who wanted to marry the same woman. He told both of them to walk on a rope and whoever did so successfully, would win the hand of the woman. One minister spent a sleepless night worrying how he would be able to walk the tightrope. The other minister was very relaxed - he felt there was no point in getting agitated when death was imminent anyway. The minister who kept his cool emerged the winner, walking effortlessly on the rope. Asked to share his secret, he only said, "I don’t know". To walk on the rope without losing one's balance involves being relaxed, balanced and being in the present. The same qualities are vital for the success of a marriage, too. In order to grow vertically, one has to cultivate the art of relaxation, be balanced, and stay aware in the present. Life is fulfilling only with such a type of growth. Happiness and joy flower forth in this state of consciousness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114309207231592282?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114309207231592282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114309207231592282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114309207231592282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114309207231592282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/03/letter-for-me-which-is-lesion-sheela.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114292132889378283</id><published>2006-03-20T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T22:08:48.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/CPA30CakeLitCandles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/CPA30CakeLitCandles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY SWEET LOVES BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I got a call last night saying today is my cute friends birthday she is very small kido. Very sweet she is so nice. She comes from a city for IT hub one day madam will become a great person there. She is in 5th standard now. Very sweet she came to chat once with me. She has all good things. She loves chocolates the most, like me. She has one best friend, like me. I have never seen her nor met but she became an important person to me. She is very chaalooo. Lets all say a word of prayer for her future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today her uncle will bring her chocolate cake and she will cut it, sad thing I am not there with her. She must be wearing a new top today. But one good thing I had sent her chocolates I am very happy for that, I did not knew that it was her birthday but I have sent her. Wow I thank GOD and specially Dr. Conway for giving those things to her safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet heart my heartiest wishes to you and all my prayers are with you for your brightest future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOTE: Apologies for not sending you the actual cake so only i have kept a dummy cake here thats please forgive me  kanna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114292132889378283?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114292132889378283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114292132889378283&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114292132889378283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114292132889378283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-sweet-loves-birthday-i-got-call.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114189872803757823</id><published>2006-03-09T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T02:28:14.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE OF OUR FATHER ........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel many a times i am very possesive about many things . I donot know why but feel that's mine no one should touch mine . It is mine , he/she &lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/jes8v.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;is my friend .. Here i came across a wonderful incidence where i feel i should share with you all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging thisbird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply."What are you gonna do with them?" I asked. "Take 'him home and have fun with 'then," he answered. "I'm gonna tease 'them and pull out their feathers to make 'them fight. I'm gonna have a realgood time." "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?" "Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'lltake 'em to them."The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?""Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're justplain old field birds. They don't sing.. They ain't even pretty!""How much?" the pastor asked again.The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end ofthe alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free. Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden! n of Eden n, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, usedbait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'them all!""What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked. Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how tomarry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!" "And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked."Oh, I'll kill 'them," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked "Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!" "How much?" He asked again. Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and yourlife." Jesus said, "DONE!" Then He paid the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked fromthe pulpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are busy with worldly pleasures we have got and we forget many a times why GOD has shed his blood for us . A simple needle prick to our body or our love one's gets tears and pain to us . He gave everything for us ... We got to love him more than anything ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114189872803757823?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114189872803757823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114189872803757823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114189872803757823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114189872803757823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-of-our-father.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114102195738414988</id><published>2006-02-26T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:32:37.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/13_blaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/13_blaming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLAME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any one experienced or seen anyone taking blame on them, we want to prove that we are not wrong we are perfect . Many instances I faced i give all silly reasons to boss but was never ready to take blame on me. Finally when I leave his chamber and come back , i sit back and think it sounds really funny for me only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I will explain how silly it was. One day I had to make a presentation for boss and I had put paternal leave instead of maternal that also I blindly typed from the paper print which I got from Human resource department, knowing the fact how they work (that’s entirely different). Here I am wrong but boss made a joke there. My husband will get leave when I deliver the baby I said yes because can not talk anything there. But before saying yes to him I told I got it from HRD and typed the same. Here iam funny right ( ha ha ha ha ha ha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego all that stops us may a times. Many factors work indirectly or directly which stop us from taking the blame in professional and personal life. It is very easy for any one to say or write in balck and white,  take the blame on your self which will give you an opportunity to learn. Many a times it is not correct. We got to use brain and act......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY GOD BLESS ALL OF US WITH HIS WISDOM TO UNDERSTAND THINGS PROPERLY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114102195738414988?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114102195738414988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114102195738414988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114102195738414988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114102195738414988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/02/blame.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-114058955565872968</id><published>2006-02-21T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T23:26:08.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE TRUST....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have never seen anyone who has loads of trust on a stranger. He is one more person who finds a special place for what ever little he has done for me. Very formal makes everything formal. Very loving and caring what else.. One can write pages about his trust in friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more name for perfection in many things .I address him as TAR...strange na he is software guy. Was really wondering for the first time when i met him. With out seeing some one I am trusting ... Leaving that part he is nice chap.Many a times i thought stranger is a stranger , but in this case this person proved me wrong by making things different and making me understand him better and giving space for me to understand him. So nice waits and talk so much share happiness and many thing which makes me also trust... Giving his precious time is one more positive thing about him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many positive things right. Hope there is God’s purpose in this .......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-114058955565872968?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/114058955565872968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=114058955565872968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114058955565872968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/114058955565872968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/02/trust.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113963380139422775</id><published>2006-02-10T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T20:56:41.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSICAL NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a big gathering about 400-450 people in one auditorium great to be with Indians specially when you are out side India...Ask me how the feeling will be after meeting someone from India not only me for that matter anyone who is away from mother land .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing security check while entering after that phase there is only one way in to auditorium that was blocked with people to tell you what they were doing busy in greeting hugs and kisses ...Good but not by blocking the way right first comment was we Indians where ever we are not bothered about others ..(Comment to Indian community)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We settled in comfortable chair then a smart girl MC for the evening I am so and so i will be doing this for this evening.. Then comes the actual things first few were too good. A small kido sitting behind us was too good he was so irritated he was passing comments (eh takla phirse agaya ) . He was passing comments in Hindi about 5 years old must be he is too good he was saying (admi agaye)What a great thing now kids can do many things wow i was enjoying listening to his comments wow great it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a song from Bunti aur Bubli came (guess what it was) wow sung so well . It was Kajrare whole auditorium was with claps and steps great it was to enjoy and after that we had dinner followed by that dinner too many lines but some how got food had and walked all the way with a small discussion which became a great deal of quarrel not with me with someone else anyways that is part of life ... But basically to tell you the truth it was great thing to be with Indians and enjoy "Bath Room Singers" songs.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Indian Embassy for arraigning all those for Indians who are here ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113963380139422775?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113963380139422775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113963380139422775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113963380139422775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113963380139422775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/02/musical-night-was-big-gathering-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113904662093595299</id><published>2006-02-04T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T01:52:03.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE STORIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/ShowLetter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/ShowLetter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.He invited all his neighbours to come over and help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.As the farmer's neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/ShowLetter.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL :Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the five simple rules to be happy:&lt;br /&gt;1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.&lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.&lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give more.&lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less &lt;strong&gt;Chaala bagundi kadaa story&lt;/strong&gt;…. (&lt;strong&gt;telugu: meaning is it is very good na&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113904662093595299?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113904662093595299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113904662093595299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113904662093595299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113904662093595299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-stories-one-day-farmers-donkey.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113903188482253844</id><published>2006-02-03T21:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:44:44.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAILURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure is a part of the human experience. If failure is seen as a challenge, you will find that it is truly a step on the road to success and personal growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Failure is only the opportunity to begin again more intelligently"To fail it is not unworthy; since it implies that one had attempted something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger bannister . a medical student was expected to win the gold medal in the year 1952 helsinki Olympics . He did not but it spurred him to try to run a mile in less than fourty minutes. And he broke the four minutes barrier, two years after his failure at the Olympics. Bennister had said that if he had won the Olympic gold medal he may not have pursued the attempt to break the barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any one of us become miserable because we made a mistake? We might not find a right answer at this particular time or answered wrongly? Do not worry. It can happen to the so called best and successful person n earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No body is infallible; nobody is right all the time. You have a right to make mistakes. The only person who never makes a mistake is the man who does nothing. But one must learn from the mistakes, we must profit from the mistakes. It is learning experience. This blog is aimed at suggesting all of us to reduce the mistakes and not to think a mistake is a failure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never if we do not do any mistakes we can not learn anything keep this in mind and be a successful person.&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/16957052-113903188482253844?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113903188482253844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113903188482253844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113903188482253844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113903188482253844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/02/failure-failure-is-part-of-human_03.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113868886778620409</id><published>2006-01-30T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T02:17:37.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONCLUSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we conclude things so fast, just with one incidence many a times why is left as a big&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;(Question mark). Drawing conclusions out of a thing is analytically correct if we go by analysis one needs conclusion. In many presentations and speeches people conclude even when preacher finishes his/her words of meditation they conclude that’s a different thing, i feel it is their opinion what they are sharing with the entire world for its benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet many situations where we were forced to conclude things. The thinking process makes us many a times conclude things. I used to take those conclusions as lesions for the life, but never felt that people around me are also taking the same. When I saw many people conclude and take it so serious sometimes it influences major decisions of life.(might be i would say the set of people i have met are like that )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRDS OF SAME FEATHERS FLOK TOGETHER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We try to think many times negative that is ok one needs to take situations both the ways (negative as well as positive) this is a kind of preparation for worse come worse situations to face it boldly if we just hope and just think positive many a times it might not work out finally get disappointed . In relationships especially I feel one should not expect things from others when there is chance for this (Expectations)then whole thing ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us leave everything to GOD which we never do that but i feel we should do that, fully give him control on our lives so that let him judge us let him give us what he wants but never forget to do our karma and hard work with out that nothing happens .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to conclude.You(who is reading this ) have to decide whether conclusions or good or bad????????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think and come to conclusions if you feel conclusions are good . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other wise....................... (Incomplete) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINK BIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAY GOD RICHLY BLESS ALL OF US......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113868886778620409?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113868886778620409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113868886778620409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113868886778620409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113868886778620409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/conclusions-in-life-we-conclude-things.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113842171645769588</id><published>2006-01-27T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T20:38:26.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MORNING WALK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 months did not even realize how early morning will be except on nov17 2005 had to fly back so got up early and one more day I was on phone outside morning morning saw the sunrise it was in the month of June I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw sunrise in Dhaka wow it was too good .Morning walks helps us in many ways some does asana some do exercise but, the fact is that lazy butt has to be moved from the cozy bed for it. It was good to go for a morning walk. To my surprise there were ladies in burkas walking. Could not see their faces but many in number i really don’t understand how they are coming out in the morning morning. But nice experience morning morning to just to walk freely which makes the day so good I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a straight road never been to such place and was really worried for the first time but after seeing burka ladies thought it is ok. the morning breeze was too good foggy road and no cars in the morning morning except those stupid rickshaws while coming back things were too good felt really happy after seeing sun rise just stood to stare at even though my colleague was telling see in India also sun rise is the same but rises little late (dhaka time is half an hour ahead form Indian time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this morning exercise will help my body free from all aches and my mind free from all worries hope so, hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE EDGE....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113842171645769588?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113842171645769588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113842171645769588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113842171645769588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113842171645769588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/morning-walk-10-months-did-not-even.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113782512156232724</id><published>2006-01-20T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T22:32:01.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                      KEEP UP YOUR PROMISES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make promises in many situations some we use as a weapon to make the other person understand and trust us. But our almighty told us not to promise according to scriptures he says the same when you did not make the earth heaven you can not promise on that because you are not the owner of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two people two are from two different places one says he will never promise at all when I ask many situations I asked him to promise he said &lt;strong&gt;NO &lt;/strong&gt;.But the other person promised me (like me) but he tried to keep up his promise many a times at one instance he could not. But I am confused once the second person had cancelled his employee get to gethers and friends party just to keep up his promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have to judge these two what should I say the first person is escaping or he is correct I always said in many situations not to be judgmental have one thing to say that both are correct in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not judge bow anyone but one thing to assess myself what i have done and a hint to all who had such situations try to avoid situations where you will land in saying &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; to people we all should know how to say &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; (I mean in a polished way). When we give a word we all need to be careful to make sure we keep up that there could be situations where we come across such circumstances where  we can not keep up because of many reasons those should be rare but normally try to keep up our word. Which many a times acts as standard base for assessing one's personality, which is wrong but we all do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LIFE IS A GAME LET US PLAY IT CAREFULLY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113782512156232724?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113782512156232724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113782512156232724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113782512156232724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113782512156232724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/keep-up-your-promises-we-make-promises.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113758697626155812</id><published>2006-01-18T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T04:22:56.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                        &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  LIKES AND DISLIKES MISMATCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day as usual we do many things before going to bed, life is all about how we live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally share things with my friends as usual one day I started sharing my idea about how now metro are going and how we are leading life and wage topic it was. Finally I told my friend about a place which I do not like for many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately or fortunately that’s the place where he is right now working (It is not his native place but he is currently situated there). I said one day that I do not like that place, not bad every one has their own way to express their opinion about place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supported that by saying why I hate that place. He denied it saying that’s not the problem of place but problem lies with the media and other things which tries exploring things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK WHICH PLACE IT IS????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok one clue it is one of metro's in India IT HUB. You must have got by now. Where cost of living is very high compared to all metro (this is second clue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one very health cautious (which is not true) he takes lunch and dinner properly very often. If he takes it might be because of his friends’ lives on junk food all the time like me. He is studious like me (we will put a small prayer for his exams which are coming up). He is so nice who never tries to hurt anyone he hates doing that. He tries helping everyone which ever way it is possible for him. He likes going on long drives (alone). He has one more hobby photography.  Nice to know this person na ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I explained about my friend  I am sure you all must be having many more friends and many more debates also we now has only one debate hope that continues to be only one ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH HIM ALL THE SUCCESS IN HIS LIFE......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel we all have freedom to have our own choice to like or dislike anything anywhere. It is needless that it should match with your own people's likes. It could be a friend if it is friend it is always good that we know each other so well where that person will understand us why we have that in mind and it varies if it is family it is all the more easy because they know you much better than anyone . We are all individuals so we have likes also which has their own base.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113758697626155812?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113758697626155812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113758697626155812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113758697626155812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113758697626155812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/likes-and-dislikes-mismatch-in-day-as.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113748639569145771</id><published>2006-01-17T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T00:35:23.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one has written to me in a comment that life is not so simple as you have explained and all that and he has also mentioned that rejection is something which is hard to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejection in any form is hard to digest. The rejection could be in professional life or personal life in any form I might be getting rejected for anything is sad but positive edge of it is we have  learnt a lesion there and that is of a greater value to us .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember one thing this should not be your base to judge or do anything. When I saw a girl crying because she was rejected for a marriage proposal I shouted at her. To day she is a successful person in her professional life but she is still unmarried she is not that old I have seen many cases in my life where people try to get satisfaction from some other thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If for example marriage , all guys want good looking fair girls where will dark completion girls will go we are forgetting one thing here that life is not going to tell us anything related to beauty finally both should lead a happy life that should be a priority.Let us just give a thought to it marriage is an ultimate thing for both the families. Many marriages are successful but there are initial hick ups in all relationship. If we are matured enough life will be smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS THE WAY ONE TAKES AND THINKS ABOUT LIFE .BE SPORTIVE THERE IS STILL HOPE.... HE IS OUR ALMIGHY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113748639569145771?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113748639569145771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113748639569145771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113748639569145771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113748639569145771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-one-has-written-to-me-in-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113662471282189945</id><published>2006-01-07T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T01:25:52.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/1600/image009.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/945/1611/320/image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TEMPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temper is something which makes life miserable. Loosing temper is something which no one would like that to happen. When I was small used to see a person who looses temper on people for small things he used to scold people a lot. I literally used to curse him for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know to my shocking I still see many people around who loose temper . I realised taking deep breath when he /she is in bad phase works wonders but one thing every one will feel they should not be disturbed when they are in that state of mind only that person will know what’s happening with him/ her obvious it is no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we shout at people, normally people think that we are yelling at them with out any reason we should realize that the person who is shouting or wanting something is not mad to yell at someone else with out any reasons. I won't say thats correct all the time but sometimes it happens occasionally that unnecessary some one becomes a bakra (gets the blame) in that situation where the person has nothing to do but will have to phase with out any reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally no one wants to shout or loose temper I myself feel I should not shout at anyone. Always I pray GOD before leaving my home that I should be calm and things should be fine with me now .But unfortunately things happen sometime .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically temper is very bad we got to realize it and now that this asan's and other things like meditation are helping people a lot lets try out something like that to lead peaceful life which is very short..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113662471282189945?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113662471282189945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113662471282189945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113662471282189945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113662471282189945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/temper-temper-is-something-which-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113653658154546119</id><published>2006-01-06T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:36:21.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                        COMPROMISES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;compromises is such a strong word which makes us feel as though we are sacrificing something for the other person but in reality that gives us a satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an time to chat with a person who first told me that he was married and later started saying we are planning to take part ways first of all it was shocking to hear something like that but one thing I did not realize why at all he is sharing with me in the first meeting itself it was not face to face online chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still tried convincing as though I know everything about them and one thing I asked him to give his wife's number and he denied there I thought he was making up stories but still I felt he was genuine anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel life is all about compromises and adjustments we will never get what we want at the first instance and we have to learn how to live life with out that some might with draw and some finds way out for that also. Those who never give up are very strong there are very few like that. But believe me I have experienced in my own life the sweetness of adjustments. GOD will bless us more and more if we understand one thing that he who made us will never forsake at any case. So leave the entire burden on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your karma here and leave the rest to him let him do everything for us.  We never do that we start dictating terms to GOD also which is very wrong (even I do that) I keep asking GOD I want this I want that in that run we forget one thing he knows when and what we want in life and he knows how to give everything will be supplied at the right time . One should have patience which is very much required to taste the miracles in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compromise gives us satisfaction that’s at the positive end never think we are doing a great thing .This is one small step to see a bed of roses in the road ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the message for a person who has told me last night something about life he said a girl compromises 75% and guy 25% I do not know percentages .I have taken this step for my good I will be happy in life I am not doing any great thing by making this small adjustment .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113653658154546119?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113653658154546119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113653658154546119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113653658154546119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113653658154546119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/compromises-compromises-is-such-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113626289232897337</id><published>2006-01-02T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:34:52.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INNOCENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We compare a baby equivalent to GOD i always love kids for that reason they don’t have selfishness and they do not have heartedness or they do not even dream to harm some one else they just live their life .The kid when she is in mom's lap her needs are simple her stomach should be full, play with mom and dad and sleep, so simple life that simplicity we find only in children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the kid starts growing his needs also grows his/ her's wants will also raise they need more and more. They see their friends car they cry for   the same car as the friend has (it might be a toy or real car) they want the same video game which his /her friend has again this keeps growing with the age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no full stop for anyone's wants and needs. We can actually live life with water food and some basic things but we want to live up to the social standards which we human beings have created unnecessary. I never thought till today why my dad did not had a car to take us out why we did not had our own bungalow to live in the answer to it must be we understood our family and my parents so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for needs and wants there is no full stop even I am greedy I want this that.... Ultimately this is life that’s how we lead the life...&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/16957052-113626289232897337?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113626289232897337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113626289232897337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113626289232897337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113626289232897337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/innocence-we-compare-baby-equivalent.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113619052570696485</id><published>2006-01-02T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:28:45.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MEMORIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had memories in life which had made a base for our thinking ability to certain extent .Memories are those which you remember for a long time it could be of any nature that leaves a print in your life. The memories could be permanent / temporary /sweet /bad /bitter memories it could be anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we always fail to forget those memories are so important that make us lead day to day life .Suppose there could be an incidence or a person you come across major chunk of our society thinking power is based on that (we can not generalize anything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 2005 we must have tasted everything some must have had bitter some must have had sweet things all that we carry forward to the later years and try to think the same way. I have my own experiences in 2005 . I base those and try to go on which is not correct but i try doing that .I was just thinking why one have to think that ways. In telugu there is a saying "Everything which is white in colour is not milk" no it not that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized at one point that it is not that no one can generalize life is all about acting according to time and situations it is not about reacting or over reacting it is just act according to situations if it clicks you are successful otherwise think it is your fate and always "BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME" .We are all GOD's creations we can not do anything, we have to just follow his guidelines he is ultimate controller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sharing this because i had come across an instance where i feel it is wrong but it was so disturbing i can not explain the situation but it was so disturbing why are we not living life like human beings we are just living an animal life many a times . They do not have any restrictions at times they are much better than us i guess.  01.01.2006 gave me a situation that horrified me and really really it was painful to take things such ways. But to take it light this is life we have to lead it and it is all situational do not react or overreact this is the lesson I have learnt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have good smile keep your memories stored and share your memories with the rest of the  world so that they might learn lesions from that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPING HANDS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113619052570696485?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113619052570696485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113619052570696485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113619052570696485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113619052570696485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2006/01/memories-we-all-had-memories-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113566243665516838</id><published>2005-12-26T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:15:49.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVING OWN VALUES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set our mind up to some standard and we think every one should follow those thing which is ofcourse impossible . I would rather put my things this way one should have his/her own standards pertaining to their own life .One should not think that everyone arround should follow those .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen one person he has his own values he says he would want his life like this an he says iam ready to phase difficulties i donot know whether to say he has his own way of life but one thing is for sure one should not impose things on some one else .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can not blame anyone they have their own ways of living life nothing can stop an individual from doing so. At times we might be wrong in our way of thinking but ultimately one thing will happen what GOD wants .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get one thing these days having our own values is fine but many of us has changed our mindset we have moulded ourattitude because of some reason we have our own reasons for everything .Today X does a mistake he has a reason he/ she does not want to do anything wrong it might be correct in his thought but it might not be in your so thats how it works .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT BLAME ANY ONE FOR ANYTHING BLAME YOURSELF FOR EVERYTHING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113566243665516838?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113566243665516838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113566243665516838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113566243665516838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113566243665516838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2005/12/having-own-values-we-set-our-mind-up.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113523115405175392</id><published>2005-12-21T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T05:27:03.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISTAKES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What are mistakes? We think something and we set our own standards and we assume a thing if they go little here and there we think it is mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing what ever i think might be correct in my own way but might look little awkward for the person next to me who knows me (I mean he is very close friend in spite of that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here mistake has our own meaning and our own definitions .One wants to do this other wants to do that finally only one thing will happen what GOD wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all human beings we do mistakes but we have to remember ultimately we will be judged by out heavenly father who has given us life freedom everything .In scriptures it is written if you measure a person with a scale you please do not forget you will also be measured in the same way (these are not the exact words) .When ever i do something abnormal i also feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;Small things sometimes irritate me .I am with lots of temper and i react fast to things .I think a lot these are negatives of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least don’t be judgmental this is for me also ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16957052-113523115405175392?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113523115405175392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113523115405175392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113523115405175392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113523115405175392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2005/12/mistakes-what-are-mistakes-we-think.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16957052.post-113497828347389754</id><published>2005-12-18T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:44:43.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT AM I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet many people in life some leaves mark in life which we can not forget in life time . There are many people who gave us so much of love which was precious than diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we ever think anytime that can we borrow or buy from somewhere the unconditional love and caring that we got from people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We forget many a times how caring and loving our parents were when we have bitter things , we always think people do mistakes no one is perfect all such did we ever think why can’t we do something for them in return . They have always given us they never expected anything from us .Likewise friends have also done so much .I always given more importance to both in life after GOD family and after them my friends who never ever expected anything from me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have very few friends who are no comparison to anyone they are like my own we were not born together but we met in life it is my accident for me but i always felt it is God’s will that i had to meet these people . No one is perfect in all the ways we learn from our mistakes. Time is the best teacher we might not speak to all properly some people just love you seeing some quality in you we might not have done anything for them but still they love you for what ever little you have done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i see behind i have more hatredness for many people but till today they love me. There was a person who just cried for me there are many people who miss me today I am really thankful to GOD for giving me such wonderful people . This is too late to repent for what ever had happens that’s history for me but not for them. I have even stopped speaking to them for my own reasons but still they love me. I analyze myself why I am like this what ego problems I have why I am not good to all. I tell myself all the time that I am bad but i never took initiative to change or correct what is wrong with in me which is making me stand in such position today. I pray for them that’s all I might not see them anymore in life but wants them to be happy all the time. I will get punishment from GOD for all these .......Pray for me&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/16957052-113497828347389754?l=sheelabollu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/feeds/113497828347389754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16957052&amp;postID=113497828347389754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113497828347389754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16957052/posts/default/113497828347389754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheelabollu.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-am-i-we-meet-many-people-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>sheela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08460730217299141269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KBR4_gmKFcw/TyjVEQ39hNI/AAAAAAAACXI/fgpLM5uepw0/s220/DSC_0036.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
