<?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-5413397228433964208</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:31:41.946-08:00</updated><category term='parents'/><category term='birthday wish'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='sad'/><category term='TDS'/><category term='picture story'/><category term='colors'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='collection'/><category term='stories'/><category term='happy'/><category term='Thurday Tales'/><category term='Abhi'/><category term='Kripa'/><category term='love'/><category term='octaves'/><category term='special'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>AS MY HEARTS SEES IT...!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-7690354446380379577</id><published>2010-04-25T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:21:00.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thurday Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>HE IS MY LOVE..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I got my hot cappuccino in my favorite mug and stood in my room balcony waiting my love to come. After the tiring day at work, the sight of my love makes me smile big and be happy about his presence in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Standing there waiting, memories flashed my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I was just 5 when i first saw him. May be thats when i remember about seeing him. It was love at first sight. from that day on, we became best friends. I shared every moment of life with him every day. I was sad every time he disappeared but soon smiled when he was back.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me he was my best friend. But, i dont remember how and when did this friendship turn to love. Now, I am mad about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I proposed him already, but no reaction and am still waiting every day for his answer. We enjoy being with each other and I love this part of my life with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am tired of waiting for him today, and was about to leave the balcony when his first rays kissed my cheek. He is there amidst the soft clouds, bright and beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;The moon, is the love of my  life...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/S880av-qMTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vCDvM0YT5LM/s1600/Moonlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/S880av-qMTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vCDvM0YT5LM/s1600/Moonlight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Writtten for &lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Tales&lt;/a&gt;...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-7690354446380379577?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7690354446380379577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=7690354446380379577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/7690354446380379577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/7690354446380379577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-is-my-love.html' title='HE IS MY LOVE..!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mEVf6ftUelg/S880av-qMTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vCDvM0YT5LM/s72-c/Moonlight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-3850766059236321360</id><published>2010-04-12T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:32:48.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thurday Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kripa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhi'/><title type='text'>ANNIVERSARY..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/S8PVNmJAMxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/WhfzXOJAYqY/s1600/Arles_by_Luca_De_Bellis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/S8PVNmJAMxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/WhfzXOJAYqY/s320/Arles_by_Luca_De_Bellis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Abhi was walking back home from a long day work. As he passed the streets, it started to thunder. When he looked up, he could see the dark clouds circling around up in the sky. As he walked along, he was occupied with memories of the first day he met Kripa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Kripa was waiting for her friends in the garden near the street and suddenly started raining. She wanted to run away to find a shelter and finally reached a person under an umbrella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;"Excuse me...Can you please share the umbrella??" She asked him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;He turned to see who it was and was mesmerized seeing the beautiful Kripa. This is the first time Abhi saw Kripa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;" you can." Abhi soon replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;"Thank you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;"My Pleasure"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;That day, by the time it stopped raining, they only knew each others names and that they live in the same place near to the streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Abhi couldn't forget her and neither did Kripa. From then on,&amp;nbsp; they almost met every day and finally fell in love. Soon they married and lived together happily. They never forgot the day they first met.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Passing the street, Abhi realized that it was already 50 years that he met Kripa and today was the day he first saw his angel in life. He soon went to the florist for a lovely bouquet of red roses and then to the bakers near by for a chocolate cake. He rushed home to see his lovely wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Abhi reached home to see Kripa already decorated the home and waiting in the lawn for Abhi, for the coffee. Abhi soon joined her and they celebrated the evening. Amidst their celebration, three cars entered the gate and both of them turned around to find their family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;"HAPPY ANNIVERSARY" the whole family wished as they walked towards them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Abhi and Kripa were so happy to spend the special day with their children and grand children. Its one in a life time kind of a day to both of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Written for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Thursday Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-3850766059236321360?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3850766059236321360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=3850766059236321360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/3850766059236321360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/3850766059236321360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2010/04/anniversary.html' title='ANNIVERSARY..!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/S8PVNmJAMxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/WhfzXOJAYqY/s72-c/Arles_by_Luca_De_Bellis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-1358102461154977632</id><published>2010-04-01T00:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:21:11.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thurday Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kripa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhi'/><title type='text'>DADDY COME HERE, IT'S FUN..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/S7RTo7GzUiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/h5Z3ZNOTySM/s1600/Je_suis_eclectique_by_BenoitPaille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/S7RTo7GzUiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/h5Z3ZNOTySM/s400/Je_suis_eclectique_by_BenoitPaille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455077011178607138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Am on a holiday, Please do not disturb me." Abhi answers his phone call and switches off his mobile phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He sat on the little rock watching his little princess play in the snow. Its been ages that he had spent time with Kripa, his five years old daughter. Abhi spent most of his time at work and hardly got time to see his daughter grow up. But today, he has taken off from his work, to spend time with his life again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Daddy come here. Its fun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Angel, you play. will join you soon" Abhi replied back and continued watching his little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The foot prints in the snow took Abhi to his memories when he used to spend time the same way with his father as a little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Daddy come here. Its fun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Coming Champ" His father came running to him. They played together, built snowmen, danced in the cool breeze. Every such day never ended. It was joy all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Champ, Every time you come here you must be happy and only happy. Never think about anything else about life. Play and run around just like a little boy. This shall be the place where you find the happiness of life." His father once told him when he was six and then when he was ten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dad, I will be the same here as I am today. I promise" Abhi promised his Dad when he was twelve when it was the last time he came to this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Daddy come here. Its fun" Kripa called her Dad once again actually bringing back her Dad back to the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Abhi just wiped off his tears and ran to his daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He played with his angel the whole day as the same little boy who promised to be happy to his father and while returning back home , he promised himself to spend time with his daughter more often and keep his promise to his father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Abhi from then on, spent more time with this angel. He took an off every week and spend the whole day with Kripa gardening, playing, dancing and he was always the little boy running around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Abhi found the real happiness of his life in his daughter's smiles and Kripa found a best friend in her sweetest Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Written for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://talesthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-1358102461154977632?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1358102461154977632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=1358102461154977632' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/1358102461154977632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/1358102461154977632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2010/04/daddy-comee-here-its-fun.html' title='DADDY COME HERE, IT&apos;S FUN..!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/S7RTo7GzUiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/h5Z3ZNOTySM/s72-c/Je_suis_eclectique_by_BenoitPaille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-5174745197416301100</id><published>2009-04-14T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:19:58.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture story'/><title type='text'>LET ME STUDY..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.globalenvision.org/files/Child_Labor07.10.08_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.globalenvision.org/files/Child_Labor07.10.08_0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears were running down the cheeks of the little Kripa when she saw the children running to the school in a neat uniform carrying their bags. She always wanted to go to the school and study like the other children of her age. She knew that her dreams can never come true. But then she knew that she was free enough to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiping her tears she started to move to the place that was a hell to her. Every day, Kripa return back home with her hands with painful wounds because of the work she does. Kripa works in a quarry lifting the stones from the pile and shifting them to the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was still in her thoughts, her work place arrived. She turned to run away from there, but found her mother standing back to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What happen Kripa? What are you waiting for? Go and get to work, you are already late”, her mother said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mamma, I don’t want to work. I want to study. Please join me in the school. I will study and get into a good position when I grow up.” Kripa requested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop dreaming. Get to work now.” Her mother yelled pushed her to get to the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why did you do this to me? I always asked you. But you never listened to me.” She said looking the bright sky that bore the hot Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started crying again. Tears never left her. In the mornings, she used to cry because she wanted to go to school but she knew that she can’t. In the noon, she cried because she would be hungry. Her drunkard father never gave her the money she earned to buy some bread to eat. Her mother is never concerned about it as she was her step mother. In the evenings, she would cry because of the painful wounds in her little hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiping her tears again, kripa moved to the pile of stones. She lifted the shovel to get to the work. It was too heavy for her to lift but then, she had to work. She had to live with the truth that she has no other choice but to die one day in that hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kripa works all the day to earn a few bucks before she can see them to the fullest, her mother grabs them all. She is left with all the tiredness and those painful wounds in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every day she prays God and only wish she asks for is “ God, please LET ME STUDY..!!!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-5174745197416301100?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5174745197416301100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=5174745197416301100' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5174745197416301100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5174745197416301100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-me-study.html' title='LET ME STUDY..!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-2680371318326200208</id><published>2009-04-12T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T02:48:49.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture story'/><title type='text'>STRUGGLING SOUL...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SeG4x0qThWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_gPSWXgdbXM/s1600-h/C4UWpGv1T3e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SeG4x0qThWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_gPSWXgdbXM/s400/C4UWpGv1T3e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323739400617821538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of the green plants, I was unable to see till date though I was travelling the same route since the last four years. I was always happy but my happy little heart didn’t see this beauty before. I stopped to see the fresh plants smiling at me as if they know me from ages but I felt they were strangers to me. I was suddenly feeling special. Special about the place I am in. But the only confusion was that why the place did seem different today. Suddenly a thunder broke from the dark clouds and there was a sudden lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then realized the difference. I was unable to hold the umbrella in my hand. I fell to my knees and broke into tears. All these days, I was walking through the journey of life with my beautiful friends. I had just known them and the happiness that they brought into my life. I was happy and just knew about the smiles I shared with those special souls. Immersed in the ocean of happiness I never observed the world around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I am left alone to live up the rest of journey in the path of life. The college ended and we all had to move to the different roads from the junction. The road I had to go is all new but I am just alone. I was sad for not having my friends with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts brought to me more and more tears that I had forgotten all through these four years. I sat there crying for a long time. A thunder broke again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up and took the umbrella and started to move forward as I now know that I had to live myself now and it is me who had to complete the journey of life myself. I knew I had all the best wishes needed and I am safe under the umbrella of love of my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-2680371318326200208?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2680371318326200208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=2680371318326200208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/2680371318326200208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/2680371318326200208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2009/04/struggling-soul.html' title='STRUGGLING SOUL...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SeG4x0qThWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_gPSWXgdbXM/s72-c/C4UWpGv1T3e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-2852474301632122040</id><published>2009-04-10T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:07:46.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture story'/><title type='text'>SMILE NEVER LOST..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/Sd-YSk04yqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2nK_gH62pGk/s1600-h/Tell+a+Tale_Week3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/Sd-YSk04yqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2nK_gH62pGk/s400/Tell+a+Tale_Week3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323140729465784994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The smile never left the man’s face. He was the same now as he was when I saw him some months before.&lt;br /&gt;“How can this man be smiling at this time?” I thought as I took the chair beside the bed he is lying on.&lt;br /&gt;As I took the chair, the old looked at me and gave me that special smile, only he owns. I smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;“How are you feeling now sir?” I asked. I knew the answer already, as I am his doctor since the last 10 months and everyday I wish him, I got the same answer.&lt;br /&gt;The same answer, with a smile followed.&lt;br /&gt;“Sir, how are you managing to smile at this time too? If I were you, I would have been crying all the time.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;“Son, its all about how do you take things that come into your life. I have lived a long life where I had to struggle very hard to smile. But, today I am here with no work to do so I am just enjoying the time” he said with the smile all the while.&lt;br /&gt;“do you want me to stay with you for a while?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;“no dear, do your work. There are lot many who need you more than me. I know, you cant do anything with me.” He smiled again.&lt;br /&gt;“ do you want anything that I can get for you.”&lt;br /&gt;“ yes, get me that I ask you every morning.”&lt;br /&gt;“sir, please ask me that I can surely get you. You ask me something impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;“its very painful lying here. I don’t have anyone in this world. You know that.”&lt;br /&gt;“ I know. But you call me “SON”. Am I not there for you?”&lt;br /&gt;A smile again.&lt;br /&gt;“think you have to leave now. Your patients will be waiting for you. Don’t miss me all the while. Ok” a smile again.&lt;br /&gt;“ok sir. Have a nice day.”&lt;br /&gt;“Son, I Love You”&lt;br /&gt;“Love You too sir.” I bent towards him and kissed him on his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;It always felt great when I met him every morning. The same was the conversation every day since the last 10 months. I regret for not being able to get him what he asks for.&lt;br /&gt;After the work work I went to him again, but saw him lying there the same way as before except that he had a book in his hand. I went to take the book from his hand, and I was taken aback.&lt;br /&gt;No good mornings again. The smiling soul is no more. The life of a happy man ended. He finally got the one he asked for. The DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     *******************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;this is the story that i wrote for the pic above. how did i do it? i know i am not good at stories. but then i am trying to be fine atleast..!!!lemme know your views with the valuable comments...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-2852474301632122040?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2852474301632122040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=2852474301632122040' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/2852474301632122040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/2852474301632122040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2009/04/smile-never-lost.html' title='SMILE NEVER LOST..!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/Sd-YSk04yqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2nK_gH62pGk/s72-c/Tell+a+Tale_Week3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-2327523330285074470</id><published>2009-03-10T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:04:56.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><title type='text'>COLORS OF LIFE...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Firstly, Happy Holi Friends...!!! on this of colors, heres for you some colors from my collection...hope you will all like them...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dobetter.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/rainbow-jello-side-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://dobetter.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/rainbow-jello-side-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc16.deviantart.com/fs13/f/2007/086/9/7/colors_by_Dinuguan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc16.deviantart.com/fs13/f/2007/086/9/7/colors_by_Dinuguan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://th03.deviantart.com/fs12/300W/i/2006/264/2/3/colors_by_Kazutaka_A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 422px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc61.deviantart.com/fs15/i/2007/070/b/2/colors_by_kekszfolt.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://th05.deviantart.com/fs38/300W/f/2008/323/6/7/67d272ce4fd01b2800a9626750ec95ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.genopal.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/feathures1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.genopal.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/feathures1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.zooomr.com/images/2693260_c2835373bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www3.picturepush.com/photo/a/1183586/480/Nature-Images/Fall-colors-2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 419px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.colourlovers.com/uploads/2008/04/moodboard_colorful_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/colorful-venice-daniel-wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-2327523330285074470?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2327523330285074470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=2327523330285074470' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/2327523330285074470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/2327523330285074470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/colors-of-life.html' title='COLORS OF LIFE...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-662553567698324588</id><published>2009-02-21T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:34:33.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='octaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>MY BIRTHDAY TIME..!!!</title><content type='html'>HELLO FRIENDS...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 12th was birthday and i had a great day this time...the most happiest birthday till date..!!!! the octaves planned a surprise party in ma home with out my knowledge abt it...!!!! here are some precious snaps of the special day..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305605571592921426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFMKDUhIVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XtGkQxa8ZPE/s320/S6300094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305605577779697746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFMKaXj2FI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZSw_v2i6PNY/s320/S6300098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305605578665181714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFMKdqrQhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BlL5UvPTv3U/s320/S6300097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305612602945594850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFSjVJoZeI/AAAAAAAAASM/CgH0BNFgcoA/s320/S6300109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305612605759248322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFSjfodV8I/AAAAAAAAASU/r_2zJz_YsQc/s320/S6300120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305618152513864738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFXmW50BCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/pFae4tyksEc/s320/S6300167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is the special gift from octaves..i named it "HAPPY"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305618157576353650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFXmpwzd3I/AAAAAAAAATE/PgNNXpEhcLc/s320/S6300140.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the little teddy is named "LUCKY"....it is a gift to me frm myself..!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305612613609324898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFSj84EAWI/AAAAAAAAASk/hdztdKZwggg/s320/S6300129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305618145144454434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFXl7czvSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7w47vxk_eRs/s320/S6300141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305612617696285778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFSkMGeFFI/AAAAAAAAASs/-0OAlJy8epw/s320/S6300137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was my birthday party with octaves..i had a great time with ma family too...but the pics have turned out to be dark...coz it was in the evening...!!! ma cousin gifted me with a Nokia 3600(my first ever phone) and my student(she thinks me as her guide and to her parents say i am her teacher...i dont think so...) with a Feng-chui plant...(a lucky plant of the Chinese)....got many more gifts....a Parker pen, a crystal doll( a boy lifting his girl with love......[;)]..) , Cofee Mug( i am a die hard fan of Cofee Mugs), a beautiful Greeting Card, fresh flowers, two hand bags, and loads and loads of love...!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amongst all of them i had a special wish from a person i never knew before...he was the florist where Sukanya got me flowers that i loved....and the florist wished me with all his heart and i could see it in his eyes,.....i felt he is an angel on earth who has just come to wish me on my birthday....i think i am lucky for having got his wishes....coz we rarely get to meet such wonderful people..!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this has been my happiest birthday...and am glad to have my special friends making it a special one....!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i couldnot upload any of the octaves pics.....coz we dint have any special photo session that we used to have on the other bdays....anyways...this was my day...did you like it???&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/5413397228433964208-662553567698324588?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/662553567698324588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=662553567698324588' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/662553567698324588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/662553567698324588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-birthday-time.html' title='MY BIRTHDAY TIME..!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SaFMKDUhIVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XtGkQxa8ZPE/s72-c/S6300094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-1155963862884483377</id><published>2009-02-05T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:26:17.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='octaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday wish'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KARTHIK..!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.123greetings.com/eventsnew/birth_songs/1008-096-29-1084.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 272px;" src="http://img.123greetings.com/eventsnew/birth_songs/1008-096-29-1084.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The special day to you, is special to us too&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend, happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy it, from beginning till end,&lt;br /&gt;Here's a special wish, we're ready to send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inspire many, with your thoughts and actions,&lt;br /&gt;We're all so grateful, for your calm reactions.&lt;br /&gt;You've always been there, when we needed you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Our love for you, we wish to convey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday dear&lt;br /&gt;Only happy wishes you must hear&lt;br /&gt;As you enter an another year&lt;br /&gt;We are there with you, so never fear...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/1978274/2/istockphoto_1978274_birthday_cake_full_frontal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 300px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/1978274/2/istockphoto_1978274_birthday_cake_full_frontal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-1155963862884483377?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1155963862884483377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=1155963862884483377' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/1155963862884483377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/1155963862884483377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-karthik.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KARTHIK..!!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-8732506200891920924</id><published>2009-01-25T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:33:38.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>UNIQUE LOVE....!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the most beautiful relation existing on the planet Earth is the parent-child relation. times pass, seasons change, days complete, years go by but the love of the parents to their children is always fresh as the special spring flower but the love flower here blossoms every second...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;so here are some pictures from my collection that just sample the love and sense of touch of the most special pair...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxah1jZfuI/AAAAAAAAARg/c2KRvwLt_JQ/s1600-h/mumababy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxah1jZfuI/AAAAAAAAARg/c2KRvwLt_JQ/s320/mumababy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206799238594274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahv4ykKI/AAAAAAAAARY/AMWN_SYDRu8/s1600-h/mother_and_son_by_thalia29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahv4ykKI/AAAAAAAAARY/AMWN_SYDRu8/s320/mother_and_son_by_thalia29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206797717704866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahpg8RtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/2g31IT__nRA/s1600-h/mom__s_hands_baby__s_foots_by_theprodiqy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahpg8RtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/2g31IT__nRA/s320/mom__s_hands_baby__s_foots_by_theprodiqy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206796007065298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahm7JrvI/AAAAAAAAARI/67uyIJEZiH4/s1600-h/Love_by_jpdean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahm7JrvI/AAAAAAAAARI/67uyIJEZiH4/s320/Love_by_jpdean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206795311689458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahR5PtxI/AAAAAAAAARA/fhO-4N5xXH4/s1600-h/Life_by_borissov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxahR5PtxI/AAAAAAAAARA/fhO-4N5xXH4/s320/Life_by_borissov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206789666551570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaGMoHcoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Igx3Ppnr390/s1600-h/father_and_son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaGMoHcoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Igx3Ppnr390/s320/father_and_son.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206324396061314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaF7ZOYuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/i3Hm9fUaKN8/s1600-h/Bond_by_andyslade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaF7ZOYuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/i3Hm9fUaKN8/s320/Bond_by_andyslade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206319770198754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaF12LgiI/AAAAAAAAAQo/H7q0NuTPgtE/s1600-h/Baby_Feet_by_angelofligth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaF12LgiI/AAAAAAAAAQo/H7q0NuTPgtE/s320/Baby_Feet_by_angelofligth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206318281032226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaF7o-A0I/AAAAAAAAAQg/dprnkXCZ4JQ/s1600-h/A_Helping_Hand_by_Crin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaF7o-A0I/AAAAAAAAAQg/dprnkXCZ4JQ/s320/A_Helping_Hand_by_Crin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206319836234562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaFkYxRhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/vGM29Uf1L4c/s1600-h/_Tootsies__by_lucky_canvas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxaFkYxRhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/vGM29Uf1L4c/s320/_Tootsies__by_lucky_canvas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295206313594275346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;they are just a sample but the reality is only felt by the little heart that we own....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE YOU MOM AND DAD...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-8732506200891920924?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8732506200891920924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=8732506200891920924' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/8732506200891920924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/8732506200891920924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/unique-love.html' title='UNIQUE LOVE....!!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SXxah1jZfuI/AAAAAAAAARg/c2KRvwLt_JQ/s72-c/mumababy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-8569766596909024861</id><published>2008-12-24T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:28:34.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS...!!!</title><content type='html'>HEY FRIENDS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like some cool refreshing water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Or a gentle summer breeze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Like a fresh bouquet of flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Or the smell of autumn leaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; It's a banquet for the spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Filled with family, food and friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; So allow yourself some happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; It's Christmas time again...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; MERRY CHRISTMAS....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this Christmas eve, i would like to gift people who are dear to me....and all those who are with me in my life....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hemanth...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJjHSjmdiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AhfMJNuUGEw/s1600-h/lgpp0794%2Btweety-bird-looney-toons-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJjHSjmdiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AhfMJNuUGEw/s320/lgpp0794%2Btweety-bird-looney-toons-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283394289750406690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJBXhI9uLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/V2_5lRxxV6g/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJBXhI9uLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/V2_5lRxxV6g/s320/xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283357185147779250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Anwesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJAUGx1IGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WYVuGAC6NJs/s1600-h/tedd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJAUGx1IGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WYVuGAC6NJs/s320/tedd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283356027020189794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Harshita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJCaBolUTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QRL6j4CkabE/s1600-h/christmas-gifts-christmassweetheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJCaBolUTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QRL6j4CkabE/s320/christmas-gifts-christmassweetheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283358327741698354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Preetilata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJF5Oy2XWI/AAAAAAAAANM/go3qEH0LLe4/s1600-h/Balloons2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJF5Oy2XWI/AAAAAAAAANM/go3qEH0LLe4/s320/Balloons2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283362162385247586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Mayank(it is you and your special girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJHz-QC4MI/AAAAAAAAANU/RCH4sseR_dA/s1600-h/3090648f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJHz-QC4MI/AAAAAAAAANU/RCH4sseR_dA/s320/3090648f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283364271068209346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Leo (vinay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJIeZDgf3I/AAAAAAAAANc/Pm-TVlsHsEc/s1600-h/231531699CcchMr_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJIeZDgf3I/AAAAAAAAANc/Pm-TVlsHsEc/s320/231531699CcchMr_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283364999817887602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Mod Girl (to both your kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJJXWWr7OI/AAAAAAAAANk/NH7uCV-Uq1c/s1600-h/Blue_Rabbits_by_LolaCraven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJJXWWr7OI/AAAAAAAAANk/NH7uCV-Uq1c/s320/Blue_Rabbits_by_LolaCraven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283365978345565410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the Solitary Writer&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJKY_yj8nI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Aglo8J-skSo/s1600-h/Chubby_Bubbles_by_MaDeceit95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJKY_yj8nI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Aglo8J-skSo/s320/Chubby_Bubbles_by_MaDeceit95.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283367106159833714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Mithe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJKs7ktEVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tZY5GyilUTY/s1600-h/2908896990059802568XwQRkQ_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJKs7ktEVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tZY5GyilUTY/s320/2908896990059802568XwQRkQ_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283367448625353042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Sawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJMF9_RcjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jSa1lRbzjUw/s1600-h/carrol_jpg.thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJMF9_RcjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jSa1lRbzjUw/s320/carrol_jpg.thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283368978282017330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Tulips&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJMufHQ_TI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dFSY1pzDlb0/s1600-h/Goats+and+Rabbits+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJMufHQ_TI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dFSY1pzDlb0/s320/Goats+and+Rabbits+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283369674368679218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Sneha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJNtLWOqXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GW6AU3Fhs2o/s1600-h/kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJNtLWOqXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GW6AU3Fhs2o/s320/kitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283370751394490738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Priya Joyce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJOhQXl6WI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0ERD1YNs0TU/s1600-h/Christmas_Kitty_2_by_canderlander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJOhQXl6WI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0ERD1YNs0TU/s320/Christmas_Kitty_2_by_canderlander.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283371646095583586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Archana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fhinds.co.uk/Images/cherishedteddies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.fhinds.co.uk/Images/cherishedteddies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Prams (special sister)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1.iofferphoto.com/img/1159167600/_i/14320376/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 274px;" src="http://i1.iofferphoto.com/img/1159167600/_i/14320376/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Octaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJU5m2ohxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zlgWmctw1y0/s1600-h/Pet_Xmas_Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJU5m2ohxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zlgWmctw1y0/s320/Pet_Xmas_Hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283378661517985554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HOPE ALL OF YOU WILL LIKE MY GIFTS AND WILL BE GLAD TO SEE THEM IN YOUR BLOGS...!!! THANK YOU...!!!&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/5413397228433964208-8569766596909024861?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8569766596909024861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=8569766596909024861' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/8569766596909024861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/8569766596909024861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SVJjHSjmdiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AhfMJNuUGEw/s72-c/lgpp0794%2Btweety-bird-looney-toons-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-5913094697124455269</id><published>2008-11-06T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:06:28.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TDS'/><title type='text'>VISHWANATHA ANAND...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SRLIK-iexxI/AAAAAAAAALw/mRnyxzkexEI/s1600-h/vishwanathan+anand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265491005261399826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SRLIK-iexxI/AAAAAAAAALw/mRnyxzkexEI/s320/vishwanathan+anand.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CONGRATULATIONS...!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be three times world champion is not a school game to anyone but it is for someone like Vishwanathan Anand. his life has only two colours....black and white. moving these two colours got him every other color in the world. he started when he was six and is stil continuing. he won the first FIDE World Chess Championship in 2000 and has three title of it now......he is the Padma Shri, Padma Bhushan, Padma Vibhushan, five times Chess oscar. he is not only a good sports person but aslo a good human being. he has shown his next generation about how to get along with people, how to succeed after failing lot many times.....CONGRATULATION TO THE WORLD CHESS CHAMPION AND ALL THE BEST FOR HIS FUTURE TOO...!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is it???? wanna know more abt this Chess Legend...check it out &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viswanathan_Anand"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-5913094697124455269?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5913094697124455269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=5913094697124455269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5913094697124455269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5913094697124455269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/vishwanatha-anand.html' title='VISHWANATHA ANAND...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SRLIK-iexxI/AAAAAAAAALw/mRnyxzkexEI/s72-c/vishwanathan+anand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-7260135135197706273</id><published>2008-11-01T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:47:24.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE TO WRITE...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HOW IS MY NEW DESKTOP???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQ0tmmpagpI/AAAAAAAAALg/ssvNUK52K4w/s1600-h/I+WRITE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQ0tmmpagpI/AAAAAAAAALg/ssvNUK52K4w/s320/I+WRITE.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263913680698507922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hii frnds....this is my new desktop and the story goes this way...!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                    every human being who can think have lots of feelings, lot many thoughts, and many more ideas.....each of them have a different theme and hence, we tend to put these ideas infront of the world.....to do this we WRITE  them....... writing them on any piece of paper makes us happy. i dont know abt anyone esle....i write and i love doing it.....i write anything to make myself clear to this world......i enjpy writing and so i blog.......i am thankful to everyone of u for reading my blogs...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SIMPLY TO SAY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I AM IN LOVE WITH WRITING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I HOPE I WOULD NEVER MISS IT IN MY 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/5413397228433964208-7260135135197706273?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7260135135197706273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=7260135135197706273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/7260135135197706273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/7260135135197706273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-to-write.html' title='I LOVE TO WRITE...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQ0tmmpagpI/AAAAAAAAALg/ssvNUK52K4w/s72-c/I+WRITE.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-8268508973276331516</id><published>2008-10-30T05:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T05:39:22.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMS...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hiii frnds..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        this is my new desktop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQmniROZ8hI/AAAAAAAAALY/xlGGMaWyO80/s1600-h/dream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQmniROZ8hI/AAAAAAAAALY/xlGGMaWyO80/s320/dream.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262921846740349458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the story goes this way......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A DREAM makes us live and think about everything else in the world....... we have lot many dreams....some fantasy and some wishes.........we always strive very hard to make the dreams come true. It is not only important that we dream but also our succes depends on how we acheive those dreams.....we dream about a world where there is no problem at all and if we are optimistic towards life then ultimately nothing seems to be like a "problem"......... i hope everyone of u have a beautiful dream and i wish u thro' my blog...!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-8268508973276331516?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8268508973276331516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=8268508973276331516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/8268508973276331516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/8268508973276331516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/10/dreams.html' title='DREAMS...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQmniROZ8hI/AAAAAAAAALY/xlGGMaWyO80/s72-c/dream.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-3394966467263595178</id><published>2008-10-27T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:58:35.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIP...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQaJpl-4d7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/jFXHe56A0w4/s1600-h/friendship.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQaJpl-4d7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/jFXHe56A0w4/s320/friendship.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262044562292504498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the most beautiful bond on the planet earth is "FRIENDSHIP". it is the realtion between two hearts where there is no blood realtion yet the friends are ready to give up their lives for each other....... the rose of frndship isyellow in colour and my desktop shows a yeallow rose with different icons..... the icons are persons who realte with each other with the beautiful bond.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is it?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-3394966467263595178?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3394966467263595178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=3394966467263595178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/3394966467263595178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/3394966467263595178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/10/most-beautiful-bond-on-planet-earth-is.html' title='FRIENDSHIP...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SQaJpl-4d7I/AAAAAAAAAKw/jFXHe56A0w4/s72-c/friendship.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-1927878178956242844</id><published>2008-09-18T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:38:40.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE YOURSELF...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SNKdRELnnTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pbgGl_p9tNw/s1600-h/teddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SNKdRELnnTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pbgGl_p9tNw/s320/teddy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247429432345861426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Desktop Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever is the world around you, never chage your attitude for it. be yourself and mark your uniqueness. there are many elements in the world that strive very hard to change you but it depends on how you react to them. i think what makes us special is our attitude and the way we accept things as they are. the way we look positively for the world to appear, the world looks at you in the same way. so be yourself in whatever you do and makes the rest of the world talk about you and you loved ones feel proud that they love you and you love them. ALL THE BEST...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: i think you could not find any link between the story and the desktop. let me explain it to you. there is a teddy bear in the center and lot many icons sorround it. the icon are all colourful and are pouring into the bear. yet the bear doesnt get attracted to the colors and is always happy for what it is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM WAITING FOR YOURS TO SEE......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-1927878178956242844?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1927878178956242844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=1927878178956242844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/1927878178956242844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/1927878178956242844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/09/be-yourself.html' title='BE YOURSELF...!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SNKdRELnnTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pbgGl_p9tNw/s72-c/teddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-5507479326819440113</id><published>2008-09-12T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:40:05.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE'S QUESTIONS...!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SMtMHCG9VWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0cW94gM0bg0/s1600-h/question.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245369874711926114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SMtMHCG9VWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0cW94gM0bg0/s320/question.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my new desktop and the story goes like this......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       every thing in the world has two sides....just like the coin that has two sides.... it depends on us that what we choose from them??? but we shuold be careul... every correct decision has many wrong decisions sorrounding it. i depends on us how we pick out the right thing at the right time without getting attracted to the wrong ideas. so wat are u picking for urself???? what ever it is all the best...!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-5507479326819440113?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5507479326819440113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=5507479326819440113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5507479326819440113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5507479326819440113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifes-questions.html' title='LIFE&apos;S QUESTIONS...!!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SMtMHCG9VWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0cW94gM0bg0/s72-c/question.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5413397228433964208.post-5277977324946416881</id><published>2008-09-11T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:57:33.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE BOOKS..!!!</title><content type='html'>MY DESKTOP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SMkhq512OxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U5cGwYKP4Vo/s1600-h/book.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244760262014548754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SMkhq512OxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U5cGwYKP4Vo/s320/book.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                BOOKS are my best friends. Any book has its own feature and enhances our standard of iving. Every book certainly has something to let us learn and share it with others. Book can be of any type. May it be a novel, an autobiography, a subject book, a dictioary etc. it helps us in one or the other way. for example, a novel will help us pass our time with lot of interest and also help us improve our vocabulary. i read a lot of books and my favourite writers are William Shakespeare, Sydney Sheldon, Chetan Bhagat, and lot many to list out. Keep Reading books and my blog too...!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my desktop...create your now...and the rules are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.Print screen Ur desktop save the image..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Put the image in ur tag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.Write a Story abt the wallpaper or the design u place ur icons ...anything u love abt ur desktop...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.Tag atleast &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 people...5.Enjoy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope this idea is good to have a desktop story and here is mine...when are u going to show me urs???? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5413397228433964208-5277977324946416881?l=desktopsbyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5277977324946416881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5413397228433964208&amp;postID=5277977324946416881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5277977324946416881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5413397228433964208/posts/default/5277977324946416881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desktopsbyme.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-books.html' title='I LOVE BOOKS..!!!'/><author><name>yamini meduri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871965869128929972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SSzJoM95yoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h3Cr43KTRSU/S220/S6301358.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r0mW7ZRzfGk/SMkhq512OxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U5cGwYKP4Vo/s72-c/book.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
