<?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-5359443854555630572</id><updated>2012-01-30T10:32:35.373-06:00</updated><category term='NEWS ARTICLE'/><category term='north india'/><category term='MANICURES'/><category term='colour goli&apos;s....'/><category term='quilling'/><category term='TRENDS'/><category term='FASHION'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='works'/><category term='kovai life'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='tatz 4 the introverts'/><category term='sports'/><category term='creatives'/><category term='ipl'/><category term='Boredom'/><category term='art'/><category term='NAILS'/><category term='Paintings'/><category term='tamil nadu'/><title type='text'>IMPOSSIBLE is NOTHING - SWEETY YOUNGISTANI</title><subtitle type='html'>A crazy gal describing her philosophical terms n predictions abt life. Just wanna show wat lifes is n how its been till this moment? check out for some change.wanna some cool experiences and freaky naughty ideas abt how to enjoy life!...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-2592393558534273574</id><published>2010-06-17T06:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T06:18:55.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamil nadu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colour goli&apos;s....'/><title type='text'>Blessed..</title><content type='html'>Been to 5 star hotels,luxurious,lavish and posh lives cannot beat this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in tamil nadu from childhood was fun.I used to fight for one rupee from my mom and buy wat? a handful of colour colour goli's orange,pink,green matching to my frock and collect in my pockets.each gloi costs just 5 paise.But it was somethin expensive for me thou i got only 20 of them.But nothing can beat the " pal gova" over here. made with milk,sugar and other agents was just delicious. In my childhood days one square inch costs 25 paise so 4 pieces for one rupee, which i preserve it in my school bag to hide it from mom,sis and bro. if mom sees me eatin that she scold, sis will steal it demand for a share for which i hesitated.Coz gettin money was difficult.I also remember stealin Rs. 5 from my dad's pocket and i bought my one month stock comprising of colour mittai, in tamil, then mittai,pal gova's and nellika.These in expensive sweet delicacies of tamil nadu reminds me of my childhood but recently a sudden though against this one.How can i forget the elandhavadu and podi(dried bore)But where i being a north indian living in tamil nadu i also happened to taste the delicacies of north my city " jodhpur".&lt;br /&gt;The goli's are the same both places,but only diff here was in north my granny used to save it for me so wen i go meet her she'll give me few and rest i have to share with my siblings.Apart from goli there's thil papdi,mave ki kachori,mirchi vada,churan and supari and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i 'm blessed with being in tamil nadu n born in rajasthan.If not how cud i taste those delicacies which are inexpensive but memorable in my mind still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-2592393558534273574?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/2592393558534273574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=2592393558534273574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2592393558534273574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2592393558534273574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2010/06/blessed.html' title='Blessed..'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-5473497865994056618</id><published>2010-06-17T06:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:51:55.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Imagine!</title><content type='html'>All the words and letters used in this blog are purely ficticious and words of imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with this after death of human beings where do they go? the body remains on this planet but wat about the soul? according to my religious believes we 're taught that we goto hell or heaven depending upon ur " karma" now karma  is nothin but our good and bad deed done on the earth.The karmas are recorded in the books of our deeds and counted.If the count of bad karmas increased hell is the place decided for us, Called as " narak" in hindi. Now if u eat non veg which is a sin in jainism religion u will be cut into pieces and fried in deep hot Oil. If u hurt someone beating,cheatin,lie u will be rewarded with same beating double the amount u did.If u break the rules and commit sins the next birth will be a bird, an animal, human or next to god" dev" in hindi.Now its just a imagination believing it or not is upto every individual.&lt;br /&gt;They also say one shud not bow before other god, other than ur's " kudev" in hindi. we dont pray idols so which means god doesnt exist. its within. u pray your soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-5473497865994056618?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5473497865994056618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=5473497865994056618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5473497865994056618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5473497865994056618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-imagine.html' title='Just Imagine!'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-3052524021877335237</id><published>2010-05-28T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T12:28:40.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Include the Google Friend Connect javascript library. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.google.com/friendconnect/script/friendconnect.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Define the div tag where the gadget will be inserted. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="div-1711978350005873525" style="width:282px;border:1px solid #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Render the gadget into a div. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var skin = {};&lt;br /&gt;skin['BORDER_COLOR'] = '#cccccc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ENDCAP_BG_COLOR'] = '#e0ecff';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ENDCAP_TEXT_COLOR'] = '#333333';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ENDCAP_LINK_COLOR'] = '#0000cc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ALTERNATE_BG_COLOR'] = '#ffffff';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_BG_COLOR'] = '#ffffff';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_LINK_COLOR'] = '#0000cc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_TEXT_COLOR'] = '#333333';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_SECONDARY_LINK_COLOR'] = '#7777cc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_SECONDARY_TEXT_COLOR'] = '#666666';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_HEADLINE_COLOR'] = '#333333';&lt;br /&gt;skin['DEFAULT_COMMENT_TEXT'] = '- add your review here -';&lt;br /&gt;skin['HEADER_TEXT'] = 'Ratings';&lt;br /&gt;skin['POSTS_PER_PAGE'] = '5';&lt;br /&gt;google.friendconnect.container.setParentUrl('/' /* location of rpc_relay.html and canvas.html */);&lt;br /&gt;google.friendconnect.container.renderReviewGadget(&lt;br /&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 444px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 422px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_-reGylMoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/etVe-ti6jS4/s400/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nail Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting clad in right attires and teaming up the perfect matching accessory – you might be all set for a rocking time.&lt;br /&gt;But what can add more to our fashion sense and style is experimenting with nail art, which can add that punch in your overall personality. Here’s what all you can try with your nails... FUNKY IS IN : A crazy hairdo and wacky attire are striking, but what about your nails? Colour them in funky shades too to make a statement, says nail technician Gowrimanogari. She says this is the right time to wear crazy nails with loads of attitude and confidence. "I have seen people carrying crazy hair styles and dresses with confidence, but most of them play it safe with nail colours. People still do not take the business of nail care seriously.This is the right time to add funk to your nails and make a statement," said Gowri.at Naturals spa and salon in R.S pram "It is very unfortunate that people ignore the only part of the body that goes into the mouth. We pay attention to our attire, hair and skin but how many of us regularly take care of hands?" she questioned. "The first thing we do when meeting people is shake hands, and if our hands are not manicured what kind of impression will we give to the other person? She elaborates: "Most of the time we look at our hands and not face, so it is important to make them look good to feel good." "I used to bite my nails a lot and they were in a pathetic shape. One day my friend got nail extensions and her hands looked pretty. I thought I should go for it too and when I did it cost me 20 rupees for one nail! It was way too expensive and then I started reading on the subject and finally I took it as a profession to offer cheap yet quality service to people," she added. According to her, today's generation is paying much attention to their looks. "Thanks to exposure to the media, youngsters are aping Hollywood, Bollywood and Kollywood stars and paying attention to their looks, and that includes nails too. They want to look perfect and we help them reach this perfection," she maintained. In India people are "driven by fashion" and the ratio of working women is very high. "So for them it is important to look good all the time," she added. Suggesting that women should go for manicures at least once in a month, "Make it a point to go for regular manicures as it gets the dirt out of your cuticles and keeps them soft happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WACKY : This season, forget about boring pinks, browns and maroons for painting your nails. Be bold and play with the wackiest nail enamels available in the town - red and black and even green and gold. "Nowadays customers are experimenting with colours like red, black and white. They do not mind flaunting such nail enamels with confidence", Black nail polish has always been associated with the rock lovers and with those who love to be different. "I have always loved the black nail paint. Though it is very difficult to carry such a bold colour, it surely helps in drawing attention to your hands, said Chetna.P.Mehta a college student and rock music lover. For the people who fancy red, there is good news: various shades of the colour are available to suit Indian complexions. This is quite a contrast from the recent past when red had virtually gone out of fashion. Sonika, a beauty specialist at L'oreal Saloon said: "Fortunately Indian markets are flooded with various shades of red and this gives customers the freedom to choose the right colour and carry it with confidence." "It is very important to choose the perfect red shade to match the tone of your hands. Not everyone is bestowed with beautiful hands, so the choice becomes really tough," she added. Apart from red and black, women are also experimenting with various shades of blue, green, mauve, gold and silver. All these are different from the conventional nail paints and are quite popular among the younger crowd. "The punk look is in fashion, so playing with bold paints and colours simply get you the right attention especially if one follows fashion trends religiously", said design student Rumita.V. Although bold colours are very popular among teenagers, this isn't so with women who are in the 30s. Their comfort levels start and end with browns and pinks - and experimentation is certainly not the word for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o m,&lt;br /&gt;Sweety Bagrecha jain.&lt;br /&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/5359443854555630572-4772238542509870258?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4772238542509870258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=4772238542509870258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/4772238542509870258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/4772238542509870258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-first-article-on-indian-express.html' title='My first article on INDIAN express NEWSPAPER'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_-reGylMoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/etVe-ti6jS4/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-4041619581631181373</id><published>2010-05-18T05:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:12:36.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creatives'/><title type='text'>Quilling art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JzgO6BYdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tS1Wz2jyBJQ/s1600/Image0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472563494803038674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JzgO6BYdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tS1Wz2jyBJQ/s400/Image0790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;A colourful rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JzfxwQSDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CsmVT9TVvpI/s1600/Image0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472563486977443890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JzfxwQSDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CsmVT9TVvpI/s400/Image0803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JzfSqWroI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2sJkOTXwVG4/s1600/Image0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472563478631198338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 410px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JzfSqWroI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2sJkOTXwVG4/s400/Image0804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;The hat designed using ribbons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JyvjGa05I/AAAAAAAAAGI/nTZ2F3Mi_Yk/s1600/Image0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472562658410156946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JyvjGa05I/AAAAAAAAAGI/nTZ2F3Mi_Yk/s400/Image0796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Quilling design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JyutC6rwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/-EwuDcHivGg/s1600/Image0798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472562643899952898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JyutC6rwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/-EwuDcHivGg/s400/Image0798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A pink butterfly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JyuzNS8VI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yg9y8e2VDE8/s1600/Image0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472562645554098514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JyuzNS8VI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yg9y8e2VDE8/s400/Image0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quilling or paper filigree is an &lt;a title="Art" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Art"&gt;art&lt;/a&gt; form that involves the use of strips of &lt;a title="Paper" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paper"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; that are rolled, shaped, and glued together to create decorative designs. The paper is wound around a quill to create a basic coil shape. The paper is glued at the tip and the coil shaped, these shaped coils are arranged to form flowers, leaves, and various ornamental patterns similar to ironwork.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many quilled art works can be found on cabinets and stands, cribbage boards, ladies' purses, a wide range of both pictures and frames, work baskets, tea caddies, coats of arms and wine coasters. Storage boxes, larger than most jewelry boxes with drawers and/or tops that opened, quilled lock boxes, and much more. Some items were specially designed for quilling with recessed surfaces. Quilling was also combined or married with other techniques such as embroidery and painting.&lt;br /&gt;The craft has gone through many transformations and changes through the ages using new techniques, styles and materials. Dimensional quilling creates 3D items.&lt;br /&gt;Today, quilling is seeing a resurgence in popularity with quillers (people who practice the art of quilling) on every continent and in every walk of life. No longer confined to the "upper classes", this is a peoples art form and the beauty of the art is always expanding. The craft has become increasingly popular due to the low cost of the material. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is used to decorate wedding invitations, birth announcements, greeting cards, scrapbook pages, and boxes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quilling can be found in art galleries in Europe and in the United States and is an art that is practiced around the world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-4041619581631181373?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4041619581631181373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=4041619581631181373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/4041619581631181373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/4041619581631181373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2010/05/quilling-art.html' title='Quilling art'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JzgO6BYdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tS1Wz2jyBJQ/s72-c/Image0790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-6199122630810189918</id><published>2010-04-12T10:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:23:16.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><title type='text'>IPL -INDIAN PREMIER LEAGUE MATCHES</title><content type='html'>IPL is the fever on minds of many especially indians where people are crazy about cricket.IPL cricket is played only for money and entertainment for huge cricket fans.&lt;br /&gt;But IPL has spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;Spoiled what?well here are few answers!&lt;br /&gt;it makes people lazy&lt;br /&gt;sittin till midnyte spoling your sleep just to see matches "insomania"&lt;br /&gt;eatin popcorn n munchin every now and then - makes them increase few kilos:sad"&lt;br /&gt;one sixer by sachin wow! look at the bargeoning crowd.But one wicket of your fav team ur cheerin last ball six runs needed to win" damn it increases the heart rate,blood pressure,excitement and war else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPL wasnt a ever thought  or conceptualised wen u rewind few years.but now ipl has reached masses reasons being gr8 promotional activities,where does the money comes from from the pockets of working class,hardworking,innocent cricket crazy fans.Hightime for people to switch other n better sports and know themselves that Cricket is not the sport and IPL - not for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-6199122630810189918?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/6199122630810189918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=6199122630810189918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/6199122630810189918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/6199122630810189918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2010/04/ipl-indian-premier-league-matches.html' title='IPL -INDIAN PREMIER LEAGUE MATCHES'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-5578169761998644106</id><published>2009-10-04T12:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:21:39.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kovai life'/><title type='text'>Coimbatoreans</title><content type='html'>Coimbatoreans are mostly soft,n humble people. People are very simple and helpful.Its a peaceful city.Not much of night life, n restaurants. Yet lots of temples adds beauty to this peaceful city.The most best and rare quality in coimbatoreans is their adaptability.They accept change quickly.Even lots of encouragement n love is in the air of coimbatore(also called kovai)&lt;br /&gt;Coimbatore has a pleasant, salubrious climate, not reaching the high temperatures of other southern India cities. Situated in the Western part of the state of Tamil Nadu, Coimbatore is located at an elevation of about 398 meters.Infact this is the most noteworthy feature of coimbatore."its climate". Cuisine is another best thing here.You will majorily find Rice all over yet all sorts of people reside here so many varieties of cusines are available. Best among is "the patti idly"(from the granny's kitchen) with those variety chutney's which can be found in every alternative streets of coimbatore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-5578169761998644106?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5578169761998644106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=5578169761998644106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5578169761998644106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5578169761998644106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2009/10/coimbatoreans.html' title='Coimbatoreans'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-7421271189577331185</id><published>2009-09-06T11:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T05:54:46.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paintings'/><title type='text'>Art of Paintings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JxlJF6OLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dxnOw56B-bA/s1600/Image0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JxlJF6OLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dxnOw56B-bA/s320/Image0843.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472561380118378674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Painting is an art. It is an art of playing with colors,pigments,and others on different kinds of surfaces. Painting is a mode of expression, and the forms are numerous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Drawing" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drawing"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Composition (visual arts)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Composition_(visual_arts)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;composition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; or abstraction and other aesthetics may serve to manifest the expressive and conceptual intention of the practitioner. Paintings can be naturalistic and representational (as in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Still life" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Still_life"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;still life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Landscape art" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Landscape_art"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;landscape painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photography" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Photography"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;photographic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Abstract art" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abstract_art"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;abstract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, be loaded with narrative content, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Symbolism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Symbolism"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;symbolism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, emotion or be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Politics" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Politics"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;political&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; in nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A painter puts his thoughts,emotions and life on his paintings. Therefore for them painting is life. They can live without water but not without paints.I too have such similiar thoughts on paintings.Ive always been inspired by art, talents. Whrever thr's a sign a painter wants to brush on it.Creativity bombardes in minds of he or she who paints. Its a collection of moods and its fluctuations.when ur mood is happy automatically ur hand goes on bright n pretty colours. whereas a sad mood reflects dull colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically thr many types of paintings. Some of them are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural paintings&lt;br /&gt;Sand paintings&lt;br /&gt;Acrylic paintings&lt;br /&gt;Oil paintings&lt;br /&gt;fabric paintings&lt;br /&gt;wooden Paintings with Enamel&lt;br /&gt;Spray paintings&lt;br /&gt;charcoal paintings&lt;br /&gt;waste paintings (usage of all wastes things)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-7421271189577331185?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/7421271189577331185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=7421271189577331185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7421271189577331185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7421271189577331185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-of-paintings.html' title='Art of Paintings'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S_JxlJF6OLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dxnOw56B-bA/s72-c/Image0843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-8578351038208954258</id><published>2008-10-15T10:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:26:17.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boredom'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boredom sucks!.... The same old on rotuine gettin up in the morning as usual with a morning tea which u have to make it yourself the same old on idiotic box howling with the same old on bakwass news " media sucks" when they bring in fake n useless stories just for trp's..... sick of eating the same food... actually u become more lazy n useless coz of this..........Feels like worhtless,useless,life's meaningless...... jealousy , inferiority complex all jumps in u!all bad characters gets jorted out within.... i was a kinda person who doesnt know the meaning of boredom. my life wud always be so rocking but it was all once upon a time... I Spoke to some of ma old friends today. wen i said them 'm upset theys ay ' " wat'z that? do u even know the meaning of this? Strange but had to accept the fact i'm becoming boring. i won't blame anybody else for this except me.... i think i made a wrong decision in ma life n i'm suffering now.....anyways as usual the same old on dialogues fit in this . "all fate" nothing can be done.... but one thing is sure ur mind starts thinking a lot abt certain stuffs which u never even imagine. Probably i wud say ur creativity comes out......but loneliness teaches u a lot..... u improve urself a lot. knowing urself better. can spend sometime with urself n plus family wud be very happy since we help thema lot in household works. A hectic job to handle i think. But being a women a superiority feeling comes makes u proud to be an women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-8578351038208954258?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8578351038208954258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=8578351038208954258' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/8578351038208954258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/8578351038208954258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/10/boredom-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-5187767286822185007</id><published>2008-09-19T01:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:27:11.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it a loss.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Is it a loss!. today i went for an interview as an rj. Who doesnt wantu become an rj? like any another normal person even i went the last day when i got a cal iam short listed among so many other candidates i found myself lucky.. Likewise anxiety,excitement,passion, dreams were seeming to come true i was feeling proud within myself tat if i become an rj i will do wonders... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;        But But But... the dreams are always dreams they never come true . I gave my best in the interview..... i feel i had the stuff which they needed it. I would have been selected also but since we're the migrants from north we live in south we didnt match the fequency of southyies.... Local Language is the most important requirement n i missed the chance of showin my creativity , my skills, my talent,my talks which was the oly requirement to become an rj...Within iam a very confident person but i was touched when i didnt get selected nevertheless still iam feelin bad but i wud say its not my loss.... its not tat i wont try again i can approach other ways n show my skills  so its their loss who missed me. Dont say me iam over - confident! but i wud say they missed a good candidate in their firm...... when i asked my Friend abt that firm he said" It sucks"...... so it just soothened me for a while!... However y shud i be a part of such place where ones creativity is labelled by another's name!Wel wel this is the corporate world where's one's talent is business for another.... This is the shit of the corporate world n humans r the ones who "live in this shit"! and says its a way of living!... do we want such thing to survive?...... all questions which has no better answers if searched!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-5187767286822185007?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5187767286822185007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=5187767286822185007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5187767286822185007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5187767286822185007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-it-loss.html' title='Is it a loss.....'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-6136269644164623251</id><published>2008-09-19T01:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:08:45.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shayiris......</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jab kabhi main toot ke bikharta hoonmain khoob kahkahe ab lagata hoonapni barbadiyon ka manjar dekhkarDin raat fir Jashn main manata hoonhathon me aaj teri tasweer rakhkarToote sapne apne hathon se jalata hoon &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lamho mein jo kat jae wo kya jindagiaansuo mein jo beh jae wo kya jindagijindagi ka to falsafa hi kuch aur haijo har kisi ko samajh aae wo kya jindagi &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;@@@ aaj apna lagta kyun begana sa haizameen hai sakhtaasmaan lagta kyun fasana sa haichodd chale tum mera sathaaj maut ka manjar lagta kyun suhana sa hai &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;muskuraahat ki khaatir muskuraana bhool gaya,,ik chaahat k liye,, saara zamaana bhool gaya,,reh gayi tanhaayi is dil k aashiyaane mein,,mai palkon ke paayedaano ko,, ashQon se sajaana bhool gaya,, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dard jitna hai meri nigaho me,Paoge na utna kisi ki raho me,Bitani chahi the zindgi jiski baho me,Maut b na mil payi unki panaho me........ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ek raat wo mile khwab me, hamne pucha kyu thukraya apne Jab dekha to unki ankho me b aansu the, fir kaise puchte kyu rulaya aapne........ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ek Khushi ki chaah mai har khushi se dur huye hum... Kisi se kuch keh bhi na sake itne majbur huye hum.. Na aayi unhe nibhaani pyar mai wafaa... Aur jamaane ki najar me bewafa ke naam se mashur huye hum... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-6136269644164623251?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/6136269644164623251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=6136269644164623251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/6136269644164623251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/6136269644164623251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/09/shayiris.html' title='Shayiris......'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-7400737415765550429</id><published>2008-09-13T03:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:50:46.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tatz 4 the introverts'/><title type='text'>Flavours in Humans......</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;There are a different ways we can develop ourself or cultivate a few characters within......I feel pursuing every character little bit within would develop us in various aspects. A bit of religious beliefs is nothin wrong where the youngie's feel or having religious beliefs is not trendy its so L.S... Tatz not the fact! Humour is another important factor in every being. Some people so cal'd "Introverts" had to learn that humour is the oly factor which wud help them to come out from thei Shells... Seriousness N maturity with a touch of cute ness wud add up more flavours or seek attention as well! Timeliness is another important factor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think first wat u speak? then is it necessary? shud i? then proceed! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-7400737415765550429?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/7400737415765550429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=7400737415765550429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7400737415765550429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7400737415765550429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/09/flavours-in-humans.html' title='Flavours in Humans......'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-9219684032762915870</id><published>2008-09-13T03:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:51:33.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do people Fast?</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we Fast! All spritual n religious beliefs n different religions preach different things. But the natural fact is "Health" If we fast its gud for health 'ofcourse girls fast for the very reason to maintain their posture. Everbody has their own reasons of Fasting. But rivalry is against who neither fast nor entertain others to fast . Wat they know is to criticise n make fun n askin weard questions which has no meaningful answers . It just started when i was a kid i use to see my mom fastin out relatives as wel so it became a trend tatz how kids develop among the surroundings. Well to be frank still i dont understand whether fasting for long is it gud or bad! According to me Fastin decreases ur 'Karma..... the sins we did so the punishment is by fasting ' there are many other reason in jainism why do people fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-9219684032762915870?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/9219684032762915870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=9219684032762915870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/9219684032762915870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/9219684032762915870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-do-people-fast.html' title='Why do people Fast?'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-2213791810118522370</id><published>2008-08-10T08:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T08:51:39.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How does it feel??????</title><content type='html'>How does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all your cool buddies wave bye bye to you  and u know it this is the last time u seeing each other and cherishing the old on memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel when your so ambitious n desperated towards ur career paths n finally nil is wat u get in your hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel when u fight with someone very close to your heart badly and after years u get back to them n the silly smile u give it to urself... n thinkin how to start the conversation. You want to talk many things but u hesitate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel when u r so hungry and u r mom tells u its u r favourite dish prepared 4 lunch.... n u hog! like a frog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make hundreds of friends in our life and finally land up by sayin " my mom is my best friend".......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U wishing some thrill is missing in ur life !.. n u get a cal frm u r "X"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unpredictable at times where as we start predicting abt it n whatever u wish it turns true.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Stranger becomes so close to u more than a known old friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-2213791810118522370?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/2213791810118522370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=2213791810118522370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2213791810118522370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2213791810118522370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-does-it-feel.html' title='How does it feel??????'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-7146093004081011344</id><published>2008-08-02T14:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:16:49.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..... Unnoticed Feelings........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/SJS7nfdb00I/AAAAAAAAADs/CKB90vSc6-0/s1600-h/y.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have u ever ? wondered? or thought abt these ones?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom u lookin so beautiful today.......mum smiles n walks off!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fightin with ur youngie sister for so many days n finally giving her a chocolate n say sorry....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complimenting ur gf daily this time tryin somethin diff by sayin her" u look so fat today". n seein her facial expressions...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last minute assignments n fighting for notes with ya classmates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a cup of coffee with ya frends in a group, a stranger met n by the way u become frends...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meeting ur very old friend n sayin Thanku "for giving such wonderful memories" n u laugh at them n go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sittin on a lonely night n thinking about ur naughty deeds in schools n colleges.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feelin so depressed on certain things around u n suddenly u get a call frm an old friend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gettin selected for a job rigt in 1st interview.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;U r x lover calls u n says he wants u bak in his or her life n u say him f*** off...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A crazy long Drive in night n police seargeants caugt u for speeding or drink n drive!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A big fight ends on your favour finally!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Night parents catch u talkin over the phone n u just say that it was a cal from Airtel n they believe it.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Craziest dream comes true n the results r more crazy than u imagined&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A unknown person, but a resembling face, or enemy comes in ur dream n kisses u and u get up from the bed in a shock n say " Thank god it was a Dream"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;U went to meet ur boy or gal since parents are out of town n cookin for ur gal or guy n parents reach at that moment all of a sudden...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;An unknown person is messaging n the excitement in knowing him ?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saying the truth n enjoying with ur frends or lying to ur parents n go to goa n the fear in heart tat wat if parents come to know abt it? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;which one is better? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-7146093004081011344?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/7146093004081011344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=7146093004081011344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7146093004081011344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7146093004081011344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/08/unnoticed-feelings.html' title='..... Unnoticed Feelings........'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-2649275973205178246</id><published>2008-07-27T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T05:53:07.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut , Copy, Paste -  Life's new trend</title><content type='html'>Well, Today its the world of  "cut, copy, paste" They Cut the concept edit in their styles copy it in short n paste it n name it on their names as labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doing it the ones own creativity is been lost. This is actually not their fault there're so namy options available on net n other sources that they r tempt to do it. Though if they can attempt they think it should be best n lack of confidence forces them to follow the trend of cut, copy and paste. Where in this competitive world, so tough to survive if we bring out some new fresh ideas we would be peculiar but we also be unique in its own way. The only thing to be matched is the taste, the knowledge about this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-2649275973205178246?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/2649275973205178246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=2649275973205178246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2649275973205178246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2649275973205178246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/cut-copy-paste-lifes-new-trend.html' title='Cut , Copy, Paste -  Life&apos;s new trend'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-7117112803001933594</id><published>2008-07-27T05:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T05:33:17.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Passionate Drivers....</title><content type='html'>Driving can also be a kinda hobby, Or called as a Crazy one' So called 'Passion' for it.... According to me the way we drive our vehicle depicts our life style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with, If u r a Rash driver Your more passionate towards Driving, ur fearless, Daring, wanna lots of happening stuff, probably wanna try or experience everything once in a life time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u r a smooth driver, normal u r life will be very smooth as u want it to be. Very calm n peaceful, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u r a slow Driver u not ready to take chance in u r life in any aspect so called ' risk. U very particular about the rules n regulations u also try to follow them. These kinda people r very serious in their lives.They r much satisfied people except a few things which they wantu achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was my way of judging people i know its not right judging people without knowing them but still gave an aspect of one's thinking. Probably "Psychology Testing" is wat driving me to write these blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-7117112803001933594?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/7117112803001933594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=7117112803001933594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7117112803001933594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/7117112803001933594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/passionate-drivers.html' title='Passionate Drivers....'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-3042823036917109161</id><published>2008-07-26T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:49:48.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiences.......</title><content type='html'>The best n the worst parts of your life talks with ur Experinces. Infact the very essential ingredient how we utilise it? Silence is something which astonishes me at times...... How to ppeople remain silent. I mean god gave us one mouth its not only to eat but to speak also probably Speak when the ear is ready to listen to your words, andmore preferable when it is eager to listen to you. Today's trend is if u can speak n market yourself well u Rock this world. If your silent they think u cowards. Wel its one's own conceptions. U can also say that The fear to speak in public,. The reasons could be many? Fear, Or may be insulted etc....Could be selfishness also. But would  like to add one thing never allow anybody rule on your life. Be an independent thinker atleast .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-3042823036917109161?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3042823036917109161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=3042823036917109161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/3042823036917109161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/3042823036917109161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/experiences.html' title='Experiences.......'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-2728196405265249737</id><published>2008-07-26T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T13:47:01.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting fact.......</title><content type='html'>How can some strangers become so close to each other? without knowing anythin abt them how can we give them space in our lives? But actually its interesting! we dont know them so the excitement will be more in knowing each other. we can share anythin we want , dont have to be worried that he might spread the news. Infact the general things even personal at times can be shared n their views could be asked for?Nobody lacks in advicing! Especially in our country where advices are distributed free of cost even when they 're not asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orkut is one such thing. Well don't want to comment much on it since the fact is open to all... One's views depends on every individual.. But once in a life time u shud do orkuttin n experience it.Ther's fun, thrill, get to know lotta abt world , people, The Trend n lots of stuff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-2728196405265249737?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/2728196405265249737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=2728196405265249737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2728196405265249737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/2728196405265249737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/interesting-fact.html' title='Interesting fact.......'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-3693807620724709649</id><published>2008-07-21T04:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T05:07:32.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention guyzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>When you meet somebody strange and they come up to say hi " can we be friends or so called mujhse dosti karoge" oh guyz grow up how long they gonna use the same hindi movie dialogues. uhhhhhh hight time' anyways lets get into our bloggin..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are talents utilised?  Does a word like this exist in this corporate world. At one point of time we're taugt in school days that every human is born with their own individual talents in them. But we should identify it ? But the question is in this corporate world or so called ' the mean world', money minded people know only their needs and how use to use it too selfish. The talents is either suppressed or immitated and the tag name changes from the talented person to the copy cat.Actually gone r those days wen real talent was appreciated. It has been disguised and named as "experience" ah..... wat the f***!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drwaing ,paintings,Dancing,Singing ,acting are not the only talents one need to possess. Apart from these there are many different things too.... the only thing they has to be recognised and highlighted like the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention' How important or necessary it is?&lt;br /&gt;people especially thses days starve for lot of attention. They want to get noticed look stylish , impress cheeks or dudes.... Well y do they forget simplicity is Beauty. If u want to gain attention don't just concentrate on ya looks only concentrate on your mind ' Brains' improve that first..Trying doin something unique, astonishing, getting lots of knowledge about stuffs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an initiator and an extrovert helps you at times in developing yourself and gaining attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-3693807620724709649?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3693807620724709649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=3693807620724709649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/3693807620724709649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/3693807620724709649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-you-meet-somebody-strange-and-they.html' title='Attention guyzzzzzzz'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-5789828075433622941</id><published>2008-07-14T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:05:45.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Fun?</title><content type='html'>Well the majority of youth thinks that fun means Drinking, Smoking,Drugs and all xxxxxxx. Which is really fake.. They think its a fantasy.....i will say guyz ' it sucks'   guyz grow up! Don't follow the band wagon if u wantu be different do somethin new, unique, fresh........ common don't just spoil your life and health just by all this addictive things.Iam surprised y do people knowing the pro's n con's of every aspect dont admit it! They name it as fun! so stupid.I will say they don't even know how to enjoy their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam not here to advice u and all. Or giving a lecture on life. Just being an youngistani comin out with some new fresh thoughts of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i will share my ways of fun a few ones! making new friends,knowing them , observing people, finding somethin unique in each character and adopting them within us. See the logic is we get to know so many characters like that we know them observe them and we adopt from them. so so many characters comes in our views and we gather all of them within us. Its like a Bunch of special. peculiar,Unique characters within us which will add some more spice n beauty to us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Am i Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-5789828075433622941?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5789828075433622941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=5789828075433622941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5789828075433622941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/5789828075433622941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-fun.html' title='What is Fun?'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-504078331577692948</id><published>2008-07-10T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:47:43.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mean world</title><content type='html'>Life is so peculiar at times&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;It sucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The same old on problems..... The same scoldings' How irritating. Why they don't understand even we have senses we're adults we can also think. To Err Is Human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people meet?. They no Each other still wantu be strangers? When will they change this attitude..? Purposely showin their arrogance and ego! Bull shit!.... ones point of view  varies from every individual.As if they are the heroes of this earth. they wont come and say even a hi. smiling takes a second but they want them to feeed with loads of money just to pass a smlie. smile is a beautiul curve which adds beauty to a face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep wondering people say they're not beautiful. I tel them only one fact simple logic how to become beautiful! Carry yourself with a beautiful smile on face. You will look beautiful automatically! AM i right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOTTO OF LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is like an onion: You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my past.  I love my present.  I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only when &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we are no longer afraid&lt;/span&gt; do we begin to live.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is a quest and love a quarrel ...&lt;/p&gt;Do not take life too seriously.  You will never get out of it alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference.&lt;br /&gt;And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at life from both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From win and lose and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's life's illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know life at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-504078331577692948?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/504078331577692948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=504078331577692948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/504078331577692948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/504078331577692948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/mean-world.html' title='The Mean world'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5359443854555630572.post-9183399449595932671</id><published>2008-07-09T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T01:59:03.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life On This Earth</title><content type='html'>Please do not read this..( prohibited zone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AT YOUR OWN RISK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,This is a blog in which all characters, places, events depicted are purely fictitious and have no resemblance to any person living or dead is purely CO-INCIDENTAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to write any poems, since I am not a poet. since these blogs don't have any limitations i can write whatever i want.My inspiration to write a blog my friends Shahani and Mathi&lt;br /&gt;I am not a good writer still iam writing a blog! crazy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVENTUROUS,DARING,PASSIONATE,FEARLESS,CONFIDENT,VERSATILE,IMAGINATIVE,WHO APPRECIATE TALENT AND BEAUTY are the categories of people who can and would like to read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apun abhi apne style mein aa jate hain. Saale angrezo ne apne country ki itni band baja di toh apun unki language ki thodi si band bajane waala hain. Sorry tatz my style.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me start my Philosphies about life and life on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;Life kya hain.? Ek hawa ka jhonka. its like an ice cream yummy, tasty, cool, tatz wat today's youngistanis like their life to be! Its the way u take it. kabhi over excitement,kabhi khushi, mauje, masti, toh kabhi ek chai mein se nikali hui chusi hui makhi ki tarah 'sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think life aisi kyun hain? trust me even i dont get any answer for this quest?&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey have hundreds of experiences, i always have this belief that u shud experince everythin all the aspects of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5359443854555630572-9183399449595932671?l=sweety-impossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/feeds/9183399449595932671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5359443854555630572&amp;postID=9183399449595932671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/9183399449595932671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5359443854555630572/posts/default/9183399449595932671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweety-impossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-on-this-earth.html' title='Life On This Earth'/><author><name>sweeti - youngistani"IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHIN"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01779218952852396194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aR1SNKmcTJ4/S__9-ZIG_5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/In31B9oFBQ8/S220/Image0770.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
