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HUSSAIN'/><category term='Raft Riding'/><title type='text'>U N I V E R S A L   L O V E</title><subtitle type='html'>Dreams Unlimited</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6921292698437175422</id><published>2012-01-31T14:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:19:23.553+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MORAL POLICING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;MORAL POLICING.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;31-01-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Moral policing is newto west. This system is followed in middle east, Islamic countries and Asian region.’Morel police’ consider themselves as guardian of their religion and culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;In U.S. and Europe lifeis pretty fast. In the west people believe in ‘It is my life ‘policy. Not evenparents can question their children about their morality. Perhaps this is oneof the reasons for moral and cultural degradation in the west. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Most of the moralpolicing people are religious extremists.&amp;nbsp;They will decide how young lovers and couples should behave in publicplaces.&amp;nbsp; Their extremism could createproblem for outsiders.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;When youngsters are inlove they forget world around them.&amp;nbsp; Theythink our world belongs to them!&amp;nbsp; When wego to beach or park we see lovers snuggling. Why should they express their lovephysically in public places? Why don’t they behave properly in pubic place? It isa disgusting site when you take your wife and children out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;If you are in love andplanning to get married in future he /she should take lover to their parentsand introduce them. Parents will find out more about him/her. If you cannotbrave your parents why falling in love? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;What is the problemexpressing your love to your girlfriend within four walls? This suite ourculture .it is not because we are Hippocrates. We do not want to set a bad examplefor our younger generation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Most of the Islamic andin Indian subcontinent expressing love physically in public places are punishableas per the law. Law enforcing agencies (police) can book lovers and couples forindecent behaviour. Most of the U.S and Europeans are not aware of ourlaw.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;If moral police handle such casesthey will treat you very badly .even police will support them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Once upon a time wewere all teenagers. Most of us felt we were doing right thing.&amp;nbsp; Even when our parents caught us with our pantsdown we said ‘SORRY’ because we felt our parent’s feeling were hurt but notbecause were doing it wrong!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Most of us were underthe peer pressure to ‘preform’. Later some of them became addicted to drinks,drugs or sex. Only those who realised the peril saved their life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As we grow old our perceptionabout the world changes. What we considered once as our ‘Birth right’ is nomore our right! Like ‘it is my life…’ our religion, culture and community imposepressure on us to be a responsible citizen in our society. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;In the west what loversand couples are doing in pubic is nobody’s business. Freedom of expression(PDA) is appreciated there. PDA can happen anywhere. What do you parents dowhen you take your children out? Do you people find it disgusting? Or do youregret about your eroding culture? Do you pretend that you have not seenanything or you just pray god. ‘O’ Jesus, Please save our children and our culture’.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;One of my quote here ‘Toomuch freedom can ruin our children and our culture-jivan &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Your culturaldegradation is one of the main reasons in the Europe for more and more people convertinginto Islam.&amp;nbsp; When parents cannot take ‘control’of their children morel police in Islam will take care of them. They will not tolerateany thing that discredits their religious law. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;In my opinion it is theduty of police officer to maintain moral and cultural decorum of our country. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Friend,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Jivan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;N.B: here is somethingto laugh about. Last week young lovers were having good times at the park. Fourof the moral police (young guys) went and asked young lovers to behaveproperly. After the verbal duel four guys thrashed the young lover. His girlfriendstarted crying.&amp;nbsp; Public though morelpolices (guys) were troubling lovers and manhandled and handed over to police station.At the police station police had treated four of the morel police (guys) passionately.LOL. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/2399139555893910199-6921292698437175422?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6921292698437175422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6921292698437175422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2012/01/moral-policing.html' title='MORAL POLICING.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4009169666049608033</id><published>2012-01-30T04:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T04:39:37.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RAPED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;RAPED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;29-01-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Recently there was news about U.S army Rape in our newspaper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;"&gt;‎”500000 women have been sexually assaulted in the US Military”. Check here&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parkrecord.com/ci_19785432" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.parkrecord.com/ci_&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;19785432&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Your statistics report says more than half a million army woman got raped. What was your first reaction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;You send your army wife on job to safe guard your country and interest across the world and there she gets raped on duty. Does your army wife tell you about the rape if so how would you react? If she complaint to her HOD will she gets justice? Is so by this time the one third of army men must be behind the bars! Will those women ever get justice or they just take it as part of army job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;U.S stands for Liberty. When someone indulges his liberty on you, your rights are violated and you don’t even get justice?&amp;nbsp; I am sure there may be cases where army woman are reputedly raped on duty in her service. How do they coup with it? If their HOD cannot get justice for them who else can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Too many questions and I cannot find answer for them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;There must be fundamental flaw in your military justice system.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;One out of seven women in the U.S. military has been assaulted and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;only&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;two per cent of those accused of assault are convicted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;So far no rape case has been reported from Indian army .only few ‘sexual harassment’ cases are reported through newspaper. One of the lady officers was dismissed from her service for filing case against her superior! Army had given her medical report. “Mentally unstable’! &amp;nbsp;She had decided to fight on through civilian court.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you file case in Indian civilian court it may take six months or more than sixteen years! Most of the time either the defender or offender dies of natural death! That many pending cases are there in pending in our courts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When I first read army rape in U.S, I was shocked. U.S army is the largest and most powerful in the world. Only in the military you will find highest standard of discipline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Let’s hope your president will ordered judicial inquiry and hold army men responsible for the heinous crime. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We only get to read one part of the episode. Where are the rest of the chapter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Jivan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;N.B in India opposition parties will take up their case. &amp;nbsp;Either the army chief or Defence minister will have to take moral responsibility and resign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-image: initial; font-family: arial; font-size: small; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/2399139555893910199-4009169666049608033?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4009169666049608033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4009169666049608033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2012/01/raped_30.html' title='RAPED'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8048820040905324873</id><published>2012-01-29T09:08:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T09:08:52.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Writers V/S Directors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Writers V/S Directors &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;29-01-12&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever a movie becomes hit, itis the director who takes credit. Do you think the success of movie depends ondirector and not the story writer? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having wrote ten fictions I wouldsay it is the concept of the story that makes hit movies. Movies are powerful mediumso the director is likely to say they had given life to characters. Not necessarily,even while we read fictions ‘moving scenes ‘are created on mind. We can ‘feel‘for each character. A director is ‘merely’ translating ‘words’ onto the silverscreen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When adopting fiction for moviethere are enough example where directors failed to live-up to the expectation offiction readers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A good story can be made into abad movie but a bad story cannot make hit movie. Forget about few exceptions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Success of movie depends on goodstory and a competent director’s ability to picturise / presentation, without agood story there is no producer, director or hero. There are few movies which ranon glamour, glitz or graphics. If you take all mega hit movies you will find agood story concept in it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is easy to say movie making isa team work. I would say people those who do not know their trade should not bein creative field that is what I feel when I watch some of the Indian movies. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you still believe that the directorsmake good movies or good fictions makes great movies? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would like to hear it fromyou..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friend,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jivan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;N.B coming next. ‘LEGALY ‘RAPED!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2399139555893910199-8048820040905324873?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8048820040905324873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8048820040905324873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2012/01/writers-vs-directors.html' title='Writers V/S Directors'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4086815960303680684</id><published>2012-01-23T05:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:33:24.714+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Short story contest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Short story contest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;There is a short storycontest on Face Book. If you have short story with 3000 words you can publishit here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;You can read fictions here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://apps.facebook.com/notionpressreader/"&gt;https://apps.facebook.com/notionpressreader/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I happen to read one ofthe top scoring fictions &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://notionpress.com/index.php/story/read/28"&gt;https://notionpress.com/index.php/story/read/28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is about a tree’s point of life.Presentation was good. My shortest fiction is 4500 words. Kathy I miss you… itis lil’ bit of pornographic in nature so I just copied’ Broken heart’ A leaf oflife and placed it here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://apps.facebook.com/notionpressreader/view/60"&gt;https://apps.facebook.com/notionpressreader/view/60&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;You too can submit yourshort story.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Best of luck,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Friend,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;jivan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/2399139555893910199-4086815960303680684?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4086815960303680684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4086815960303680684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-story-contest.html' title='Short story contest.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7165804990905538743</id><published>2012-01-21T05:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T05:16:05.838+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Female G-spot A myth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Female G-spot A myth?&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Hindu.21-01-11&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The elusive female G-spot may notactually exist, scientist have reported.reserchers said there is no conclusiveevidence for the centre of sexual pleasure after reviewing 100 studiesconducted over the past 60 years! They said the concept!! Which rose to prominencein the 1950s, had maintained its popularity due partly to pornography and sextherapists. Scientists have however admitted that they are still investigatingthe claim. Amen!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From your special correspondent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;‘G’spot missing from the radar! Scientists arestill investigating the claim. We guys are greatly disappointed .I have asuggestion. If you have G-Spot please immediately report to the nearest scientist!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t help laughing …..LOL…………………LOL………………..LOL………..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jivan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2399139555893910199-7165804990905538743?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7165804990905538743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7165804990905538743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2012/01/female-g-spot-myth.html' title='Female G-spot A myth?'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4292905991579635523</id><published>2012-01-20T13:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T13:30:03.972+02:00</updated><title type='text'>You &amp; Me   (Part-8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white; color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;You &amp;amp; Me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(Part-8)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Between You and Me.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here in India there are two major issues. One is Kodamkulamnuclear power plant and the other one is Mullaiperiyar Dam.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kodamkulam Nuclear power plant&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Government of India had spent thousands of croresof rupees to build 1000 MW nuclear power plant. No way are they going to stopcommissioning it. Anti-nuclear activities are trying to stop commissioning it.And our government is losing four crores of rupees per day. Due to industrialdevelopment we are experiencing power cuts every day.&amp;nbsp;Other thanconstructing nuclear plant there is no way we can overcome power shortage. I amin&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;favor&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;of nuclear power plant. All the nuclear power plantsare made as per international design and follow safety guidelines.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Barring few accident /melt down like at Three Mile Islandin USA, Chernobyl&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;in Russia andFukushima of Japan all other nuclear plants across the world are running safe.the 1979 three mile island accident in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;was caused bysystem failure. A series of failure in&amp;nbsp;secondary&amp;nbsp;system at thereactor , which allowed&amp;nbsp;radioactive&amp;nbsp;steam to escapeand&amp;nbsp;resulted&amp;nbsp;in partial core meltdown of one of the two reactors atthe site.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Chernobyl&amp;nbsp;nuclear was man madedisaster. disaster began during a system test on&amp;nbsp;Saturday,26 April 1986 atreactor number four of the Chernobyl plant.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Engineersturned off cooing water to reactor to test how long plant runs without water.It turned out to be catastrophic. it is the world's worst nuclear power plantaccident.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Fukushima Daiichi&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;nuclear&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;power&amp;nbsp;plantreactor meltdown took place&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;ofgod’. It was not because of design or engineering fault but because of naturalcalamity. the Tsunami broke the reactors connection to power grid,leading thereactor to begin to overheat. the flooding and&amp;nbsp;earth quack&amp;nbsp;damagehindered external assistance.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Mullai&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;periyarDam.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;This Hydroelectric dam was constructed nearly hundred yearsago by Brits. It is situated inside Kerala. Water from the dam irrigatesneighbouring state Tamil Nadu also. Tamil nadu government want dam height to beincreased to 142 Feet. But Kerala government will not raise the dam height morethan 132 Feet.&amp;nbsp; Their argument is that the dam is very old and weak. Ourcentral authority had checked dam and issued ‘fitness ‘certificate.&amp;nbsp;Having served hundred years, increasing height of the dam will put too muchstress on dam structure. In olden days dam were not constructed with cement butlime and other materials were used.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Demolishing old dam and building a new dam is not in theinterest of farmers or nation. Instead of increasing the height of dam theideal suggestion would be to construct a mini dam down the stream. It will helpto store more water and there is no strain on the old dam.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;The situation was exploited and politicised by differentregional parties and turned violent. Innocent people were caught up in themelee and were severely beaten up. Trade, business and transportation betweentwo states were affected. Our central government is yet to find an amicablesolution&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; for Mullai periyar Dam.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well friends, what ever happened to your ‘occupy wallstreet movement? Was it a passing fad?&amp;nbsp; Thanks they were able to highlight disparity between rich and poor. But did they achieve their goal likemore job opportunity, subsidised food, lower tax etc…In some of the majorIndian cities guys and chicks from ‘occupy wall street’ appeared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Most of them wore&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;branded&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;cloths.It was more like a get-together party. Good show.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;‘How to change the world ‘by David Stein. Nice title.&amp;nbsp;We all want to change the world but nobody wants to change the way we think,including me! Did you read the book? I have no intention of reading it. Is itall about utopian ideas? &amp;nbsp;One last question did Mr.David Stein changedyour ‘world’?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Certainty not this part of the world.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;We all like to advice .now take my advice! Instead oftrying to change the world change our ‘own’ world for better tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;‘Our ‘world is in our own hands. We only can change it. It is not impossible.It is possible if only you know your limitations. If you do know yourlimitations then you will think you can change the world which is impossible.&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Friend,&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jivan&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/2399139555893910199-4292905991579635523?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4292905991579635523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4292905991579635523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-me-part-8_20.html' title='You &amp; Me   (Part-8)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4428766153149038924</id><published>2012-01-13T14:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:15:51.189+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart. A leaf of life. - Notion Press Short Story Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://notionpress.com/index.php/story/view/60#.TxAgagFMX7k.blogger"&gt;Broken Heart. A leaf of life. - Notion Press Short Story Contest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4428766153149038924?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4428766153149038924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4428766153149038924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2012/01/broken-heart-leaf-of-life-notion-press.html' title='Broken Heart. A leaf of life. - Notion Press Short Story Contest'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-935013735970504064</id><published>2011-12-29T08:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:43:59.299+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Log. Travel with me. (video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;you will find photographs from Kerala to Kashmir and Oman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Jivan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/sCajXh2kcHs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sCajXh2kcHs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sCajXh2kcHs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;YouTube.&lt;/span&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/2399139555893910199-935013735970504064?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/935013735970504064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/935013735970504064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/12/u-n-i-v-e-r-s-l-l-o-v-e-travel-log.html' title='Travel Log. Travel with me. (video)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-2702959837387860028</id><published>2011-12-27T12:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T05:16:26.683+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling woman’s Fragrance.(Concept)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Selling woman’s Fragrance.(concept)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Advertisement. Video/film.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Location. Hyper Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A young man doing window shopping. He was looking at an expensive suiting worn by a mannequin. He started day dreaming. He imagine wearing that expensive suiting and standing like a mannequin.A young woman passes behind him. He catches her perfume smell and was mesmerized by the smell and slowly turned around to see her. He was looking in opposite direction. he could not find her.he then looks around the mall. By the time girl had moved to fourth boutique shop  .he smell the air and follow the scent of woman in right direction. it takes him in opposite direction and lead him to the boutique .Sniffing the air and following the scent smell he entered into boutique. He found lots of young girls making selection of cloths. He waits at the counter for the sent of that woman. By the time young woman had selected new cloths and came to counter to pay the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Young man....”Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Young woman.......”Hai”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Young man.......” what is the name of your perfume”?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Young woman...”scent of a woman; ...........(Add perfume name here) she says the name of perfume)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Young man ....”You smell great, I love you!”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;She pays the bill and move on with a wide smile. He keeps following her with a mischievous smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;N.B Half the battle is won! Other half on a soft bed.)Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;jivan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-2702959837387860028?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2702959837387860028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2702959837387860028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/12/selling-womans-fragranceconcept.html' title='Selling woman’s Fragrance.(Concept)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5869503691566065511</id><published>2011-12-17T07:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:34:11.714+02:00</updated><title type='text'>‘God Particle’</title><content type='html'>‘God Particle’&lt;br /&gt;God particle is the basic building block of the universe? So, in the future scientists will build a new universe in our solar system for us?????????????????????????????????!!!&lt;br /&gt;jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5869503691566065511?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5869503691566065511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5869503691566065511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-particle.html' title='‘God Particle’'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5483524039561340940</id><published>2011-12-01T14:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:14:14.271+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy’s Law.</title><content type='html'>Murphy’s Law.&lt;br /&gt;01-12-2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy’s Law states “if anything can go wrong, it will”. If I translate it in Hinglish it means “Sambha-va-mi … you gay? You gay??”Lol. (Whatever is supposed to happen, will happen”. Usually it means bad things can happen in life. That is how Indians theist pacify their mind when things goes down the drain. Whether we are theist or atheist we all have to pacify our mind to keep our equilibrium. &lt;br /&gt;When did Mr Murphy write his law? ‘Sambha-va-me… U… gai...U...gai...gai was written in Sanskrit for more than thousands of years ago. . I think Mr.Murphy was an optimist. His optimism could not overcome his frustration and pent-up feelings. So he invented’ a new law called Murphy’s law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know whether your surgeon and scientists believe in Murphy’s Law. If a surgeon ‘perform ‘critical operation on a patient. His operation ‘become’’ success. But patient dies! If a surgeon is doing his duty his operation will be successful and patient survives. There a difference between preforming and doing duty. Duty comes with responsibility... when performing an act we may not apply our presence of mind. We are used to do certain routine work in our day to day life. Most of us are used to ‘perform our duty’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you scientist are going to think regardless of their superior technology and expertise things can go wrong how will they ever built space station or send satellites beyond our solar system?  Do they gamble billions of USD with tax payer’s money? Certainly not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things are beyond our control, we (theist) think it is an act of god. When a single critical component malfunctions things can go wrong .in personnel life even after we take all the necessary precaution things can go wrong.  Most of the time we are able to find out the reason for the failure. But some time we may not able able to find fault what went wrong. That is the time you pull our hair and scream “ÖMG! WHY ME?” this can happen to theist as well as for atheist. Praying god or shouting at him will not solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanting “Sambha-va-me…You Gay? You…gay??” can pacify your mind. People in the west can sing “Don’t worry, be happy…”to pacify their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beliefs are formed based on our real life experiences. As an atheist I refused to believe in them! Like bad time, fate, astrology, numerology or any other things which cannot be proved by scientific methods. Even though I had experienced bad time for the past six years! I still refuse to believe in bad time and fate. I am using my bad time and fate to my advantage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other writer I do not submit my full manuscript without my preconditions! When I want my fiction published as per my preconditions naturally most of the publisher sent me estimate for publishing my fiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir,&lt;br /&gt;I have precondition for publishing my fiction ETERNAL LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;1, I have the copyright registration for eternal love with me. Publisher/agent cannot sell&lt;br /&gt;my fiction for movie, T.V, DVD movie production .Publisher can only publish my&lt;br /&gt;fiction in English or any other Indian or foreign languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, On first, page copy right letter is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, At the end of eternal love’ fiction you will find shot synopsis of all my fiction. Do not&lt;br /&gt;remove it; if there is any demand for any of my other fiction we will publish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, On Last cover page, there is no change in text or photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5, i need ISBN number for my fiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the publisher does not want to ‘risk ‘their money by publishing óur’fictions. That is the fact. Most of them do not see’ Business opportunity ‘if you are an unknown author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If’ we’ writers are confident of selling our books in the market, then we should spend money to get our fiction published. I had spent money to get my fiction ‘Eternal Love’ published in POD and E-Pub. Let readers decided the ‘fate of my fiction. Do your ‘Karma ‘and do not expect anything in return? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six years of bad time? Here in India theist believe in bad time for life! ‘Fate ‘what else? Most of them resign to their fate! They pacify their mind and get on with life. Millions are out there… still not convinced? Check with people out on the street. They are the living proof. Now I could not help but wonder the veracity of Murphy’s Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here people believe their fate was written in their head at the time birth! And it cannot be changed!! How stupid they are. Our greatest challenge should be changing our own ‘fate’. We are the master of our destiny.  Those who realised that their fate is in their own hands made out life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe in luck. Believe me I have been trying to change my ‘fate ‘for the past six years! I have not yet succeeded. I became failure if only I gave-up challenge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mantra... Play ON….and ON… and ON…. There is no other way of winning life. &lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5483524039561340940?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5483524039561340940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5483524039561340940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/12/murphys-law.html' title='Murphy’s Law.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-402157943378992321</id><published>2011-11-20T16:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:17:46.185+02:00</updated><title type='text'>W-A-N-T-E-D</title><content type='html'>W-A-N-T-E-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvqdaSiLe8o/TskL847IOOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/BKgmnXaDEew/s1600/New%2BImage.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvqdaSiLe8o/TskL847IOOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/BKgmnXaDEew/s400/New%2BImage.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAD or ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;My enemies wants me DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;My friends wants me ALIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what I should do now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Junior Confucius&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you want me very badly? Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-402157943378992321?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/402157943378992321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/402157943378992321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/w-n-t-e-d.html' title='W-A-N-T-E-D'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvqdaSiLe8o/TskL847IOOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/BKgmnXaDEew/s72-c/New%2BImage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-2700028713520403615</id><published>2011-11-20T16:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:10:43.623+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Dreams</title><content type='html'>Power of Dreams&lt;br /&gt;19-11-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU &amp; ME...&lt;br /&gt;Between you and me Part-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of people preaches about ‘power of dreams’. I disagree with them. In dreams you are immortal, you are a super hero you can achieve impossible things but in reality some of them are mortal remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk about ‘power of imagination’. If you are a creative person you know without imagination / visualization you can not write fiction, poetry, paint, designing etc. At first you ‘see’ it on your mind even before you put it on action. While imaging you use your knowledge and concentration.  While imaging you edit, polish, modify or redesign and you can ‘see’ any number of times repeatedly it is because imagination / visualization are taking place in your conscious mind. Where as a dream take place in our &lt;br /&gt;Unconscious mind. It is also possible to day dream. If it is dream it can not be recreated. If you are imagining then you can recreate same scenes any number of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are fleeting. You have absolutely no control over your dreams nor can you modify your dream sequences.  While dreaming you can not recreate same ‘effect’ every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams will not take you anywhere but your imagination /visualization can take you places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in power of dreams? I do not believe in it. I am going to write about power of imagination or visualization. &lt;br /&gt;Here is the difference between dreams and imagination/visualization.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams take place in our subconscious mind. Dreams can not be recreated, manipulated or edited. Where as with imagination we can do all these things. Creative people like directors, writers, actors, painters.... are doing it all the time. It will help them to perform better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my hobbies is to recreate scenes from three of my graphic driven fiction.  Even though I want to work as creative director for movie version of my fiction I do not know will I get a chance to work for my creation. In my leisure times I recreate scene from my fiction on my mind. I do change the settings at times modify or edit scenes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power of the imagination is greater than power of dreams. Now do you agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           ***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago there was a video circulating on the net. It was about a Hindu priest’s Sexcapades. No, It is not about  the infamous Sawmi Nithyanadha Paramahamsar GAL!and his Sexcapades tape. News about sex tape appeared through our local news paper. ‘Sex inside temple’ out of curiosity we cat people (I) checked it. It was shot using mobile phone.  Video presentation was more like ‘privet life of a priest’. Priest treated his ‘woman’ (prostitute) with respect and dignity. Like having idlly sambar and taking bath together. He took extreme care to wash her privet parts. After bathing her he dried her hair using camphor smoke. He than took her to bed. There was nothing to boost about his ‘performance’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A priest is a respected person in any religion/community. This Brahmin priest is from ultra orthodox family. Why did he risk his ‘reputation’ and put his community in shame by presenting his mating session to the global audience .What took him to the extreme?  Rebel without a cause? What did he prove by his act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        *******************&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days ago there was a small news about an Egyptian teenage girl posing nude on her blog. Why should a teenage Muslim girl pose nude on her blog?  What does she wants to protest?  I had no idea...... Aliaa Magda Elmahdy . Hit Google. There was in her birth suit. I would not say it as a great sight. Nevertheless .......LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to read her blog. Unfortutalyit was in Arabic. I still do not know what she was trying to prove without her cloths. Do we feel liberated if we shed our cloths?   Was it a deliberate act? Or ‘just do it ‘? NIKE. May be under impulse. Do people regret later in life or they just had their fame for fifteen minutes? Now fame last only fifteen seconds. More and more outrageous news are updated through internet and T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       *********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large Hardon Collider (LHC) was constructed at the cost of six billion pounds to search for ‘God particle’. So far neither scientist could find ‘God particle’ or his testicule.&lt;br /&gt;What a criminal waste of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my ‘UNIVERSAL LOVE’ The New Religion I wrote ‘scientists are the most wired people. They want proof for everything except when it comes to god. why? Because most of them believe in god! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe one of the scientists is ‘extreme theist’. He wanted to prove that our universe was created by god. To prove his point he ‘invented’ god particle to find out origin of universe. To search for god particle they constructed LHC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a layman I would say it should be the responsibility scientific community to prove that there is no god. Because they only got world’s most modern and sophisticated scientific equipments .if they can not prove it then nobody else can prove it.  God, religion, cast and creed are creation of mad man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had theoretically proved (explained)that god does not exist in my book UNIVERSAL LOVE. Scientists should are capable of proving it by using scientific method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘If god can not be seen nor his presence can not be felt or if god can not be traced using most modern scientific equipment then ‘HE’ just does not exist’. Period,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need of hour is ‘UNIVERSAL LOVE’ The New Religion. A new religion beyond God, Religion Cast and Creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of universal love.&lt;br /&gt;Atheist –jivan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-2700028713520403615?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2700028713520403615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2700028713520403615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-of-dreams.html' title='Power of Dreams'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3347755036086221989</id><published>2011-11-18T08:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:04:55.579+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Come ON, Let’s Dance!</title><content type='html'>Come ON, Let’s Dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17-11-11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We men in the league of John Wayne, Clint East Wood, Arnold and Stallion do not dance. But we enjoy watching others dance to our tune! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we dance with S-2-P, let me introduce you to my creation S-2-P (sex-2-puss) she is from ‘Eternal Love’.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History of S-2-P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo of  S-2-P here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROFLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name. Sex-2-puss (S-2-P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex ….No sex Please! I am a Robo!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year/Model…. 2030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height …….at six feet ten inches she has towering personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight …60 .K.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color of eye. ….Deep Sea blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision. ….Capable of seeing things in three different mode. Normal, x-ray and thermal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ears….Big flapping ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair……. What hair? She is bald and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size … …Sweet 42—30—42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress code… Victoria secrete …. Laced panty and Bra. Cup size. D 44 (Heavy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance…Like a wired looking creature. An octopus with a female body but she has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only six tentacle with each end formed like hand. Center of her tentacle formed like an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elephant trunk. Skin made of synthetic rubber. Color of her body is light blue metallic.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability….. Capable of understanding voice commend and computer language. She has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limited vocabulary. She also had teething problem with grammar. She cannot understand unparliamentarily words. When Robo surgeon uses such words she just blinks like our tube light. .she is capable of multitasking. No artificial intelligence but can take small decisions and also allowed to take little bit of liberty. Take commend only from Robo-surgeon. Her master’s voice! Programmed for routine agility test! She was controlled and &lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980780482&amp;grpId=-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;manipulated by Robo-surgeon. If her system malfunctions she could become a monsterss! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies…Dreaming and also loves dancing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robo surgeon needs to connect one million Nano stands from miracle chip to neurons in the brain. Even if you show Robo surgeon connecting neurons with chips in hundred different angle and the clock timings. It will still be boring to watch. That is where S-2-P’s dream and dancing comes to play. She is an accomplished dancer. She knows skating, tap dance, hip hop, cue dance and for the first time and last time she tried Indian classical dance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Robo surgeon connecting one million Nano strands with ‘miracle’ chip for a long time S-2-P felt boring and sleepy. She felt her eye lids are too heavy. ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her body gradually lifted up and plunged into the virtual screen......’waves’ displaced coded letters on the virtual screen and it spilled on to the floor. Robo surgeon went on with his work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As ‘fog’ clears out on the virtual screen you will find S-2-P standing in the middle of an auditorium! She started with stretching exercise and went on to do skating, tap dance, hip hop, cue dance and the first time and last time she tried Indian classical dance! She started with simple steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dha. Dhin-Na...... Dhi-Dhin-Naa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dha. Dhin-Na...... Dhi-Dhin-Naa..                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dha. Dhin-Na...... Dhi-Dhin-Naa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dha. Dhin-Na...... Dhi-Dhin-Naa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dha. Dhin-Na...... Dhi-Dhin-Naa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steps are simple. Come on lets do it together.....  it is just like your ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One....two...cha...cha...cha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s Do... cha ...cha....cha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha...Thi...Thom.... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thari- Kida- Thom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha...Thi...Thom.... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thari- Kida- Thom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha...Thi...Thom.... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thari- Kida- Thom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha...Thi...Thom.... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thari- Kida- Thom... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the most difficult part of the dancing, It is a tongue twisting carnatic song for westerners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakir ...Tha-Na... Thina....Na..na...na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakir ...Tha-Na... Thina....Na..na...na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakir ...Tha-Na... Nakir ..Tha-Na......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakir ... Kir ....Kir...... Kir.....Kir.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakir ... Kir ....Kir...... Kir.....Kir.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Kir ....Kir...... Kir.....Kir.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Kir ....Kir...... Kir.....Kir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................DO..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................DO..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................DO..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................DO..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................DO..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It goes on and on like a broken LP record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While her head and six tentacles were spinning in clock wise direction here body was in anti clock wise direction. After spinning for some time S-2-P’s gyroscope went for a toss and she fell flat on her face. Thunder applause followed. As the camera pan across the audience you will find all the cartoon characters in the world giving standing ovation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the scene gradually fade out and zooms on S-2-P you will see the content look on S-2-P’s face. She seems very much pleased. She gently closed her eyes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she opened her eyes she sees virtual screen with coding. Robo surgeon had almost finished connecting 998998 Nano stands to neurons. She had nearly danced for ten long hours! Naturally you all know it is editing scenes alternately make the scenes interesting. Pictuerisation of this scene will be hundred times better than my writing. No more teething problems with English grammar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all enjoyed dancing with my S-2-P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India you will die with your creativity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMD! WATTTA –Big F country I am living in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE.  Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives. Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love child Sandhya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value, love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read ‘ETERNAL LOVE’ here on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980769829&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3347755036086221989?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3347755036086221989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3347755036086221989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/come-on-lets-dance.html' title='Come ON, Let’s Dance!'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6766806070564445495</id><published>2011-11-15T07:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T07:38:43.395+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ETERNAL LOVE on Kindle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kYOnZDx8Kqc/TsH6fWnIMKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yqlr4cg8hAo/s1600/103988-JIVA-thumbnail.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" width="144" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kYOnZDx8Kqc/TsH6fWnIMKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yqlr4cg8hAo/s400/103988-JIVA-thumbnail.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/ETERNAL-LOVE-Science-Fiction-ebook/dp/B005O1AGLI/ref=sr_1_32?s=digital-text&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1321074848&amp;sr=1-32"&gt;ETERNAL LOVE on Kindle.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Eternal Love’ (mature) sci-fi Love story now available on Amazon Kindle. Now you have more option to buy my fiction.&lt;br /&gt;Buy Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASIN: B005O1AGLI &lt;br /&gt;http://www.amazon.com/ETERNAL-LOVE-Science-Fiction-ebook/dp/B005O1AGLI/ref=sr_1_32?s=digital-text&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1321074848&amp;sr=1-32 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives. Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value, love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;Jivan   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. E-Pub.&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. In print cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. First chapter.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980357686 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward this blog page to all your Boy friends &amp; Girl Friends,&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6766806070564445495?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6766806070564445495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6766806070564445495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/eternal-love-on-kindle.html' title='ETERNAL LOVE on Kindle.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kYOnZDx8Kqc/TsH6fWnIMKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yqlr4cg8hAo/s72-c/103988-JIVA-thumbnail.GIF' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7891141021526504226</id><published>2011-11-07T08:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T08:31:18.787+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, it is Money!</title><content type='html'>Honey, it is Money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks for all those who purchased my fiction ‘Eternal Love’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know I wrote my fiction in filmy style. Where is the professional touch in my fiction ‘Eternal Love’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation (my fiction) success! Patient (skeptics) dies! I had done postmortem of my fiction. Report. Success of my Fiction. Readers like my short synopsis and the way I presented my fiction in filmy style. They recommend my fiction to their friends. What my fiction has got to do with professional touch? Nothing. In one of my article I wrote “it is not the editor or publishers who will decide the fate of my novel/fiction it is the readers who spent money to buy my fiction will decide the fate of my book” with ETERNAL LOVE i had proved my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to prove one more thing....... When I was unemployed I had applied for creative work with advertising agency. They wrote back to me... they are only looking for people with visual communication certificate. As if others do not have creative ideas! Those bums do not know that a creative person does not require qualification. No way am comparing myself with any of those great creative people but if are you a creative person you know your qualification has nothing to do with your creativity. My creativity is simple. It is just transferring images from my mind to silver screen! Out there, there are lots of people living with preconceived notions. In one of my article I wrote people are basically skeptics and there is nothing wrong with it. It is ‘our’ duty to prove them wrong. It will take time for me to prove. If you read my novel ‘Eternal Love ‘you know it is movie stuff. If any one decided to make movie out of my novel and I get a free chance to work as creative director then I will prove it. As a service technician I had always given value added service to my entire costumer. For movie version of my novel I would love to work for free as creative director. My presentation will be ahead of Bolly Wood and on par with Holly Wood movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, it is Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You....” Hi, Jivan. At last you give-up”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I......” Yeah, Honey! I felt sick and tired, I had that sinking feeling. But how can I give you up? I had been chasing you for the past five years. I will be chasing you till my last breath!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You...” you mean sexes”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ...”sexes is not the word you choose to describe it. SUCCESS at last! YAHOOOOOO! To me it is certainly not money. It is all about my imagination taking wings. I mean recognition for my work”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.... "What work? You mean recognition for your trashes?”(My Novels and fictions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ….”I had always sent you teaser. O.K. for you my fictions are trashes. Fine. Rest of the world is yet to see my creative ideas. I mean pictuerisation of my fictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You…’you dream a lot. Not bad for a person who has lose nothing. You are impossible!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether our achievements are big or small we should be proud of our achievement especially when it is without any body’s help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success means different thing to each of us. Appreciation for my creative work is more important than money. I want succeed at any cost. You have either money if not qualification. I have none. I could not even get through ‘Stupid Students Lucky Chance’ (S.S.L.C). My failed SSLC certificate is as good as a toilet paper. You know why it is till in my rusted trunk box? It is because that is the only proof that I had been to school and not that I was tending buffalos. My six months privet diploma in A/C &amp; Ref is of no use for me now. I want to use my creative work and make out a living. I know selling creative work for ordinary people like me is not easy. But I will try to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all thought I am a looser. How can it be when I had not yet given –up my fight? Losers are those who never fought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not think that I am spineless man, I too have fixations! To change my perception about what I believe, I need scientific proof or I should fail till I give-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B there is only two types of people in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Literate IDOTS and Illiterate Intelligent”. I do not know in which category I belong to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have met some of them in your life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With UNIVERSAL LOVE –The New Religion I will try to prove that I am ahead of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I introduced ‘Eternal Love ‘more and more readers are discovering an Alien called Jivan through my other blog http://jivadax.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had introduced my fiction ‘Eternal Love’ Story in E-Book through Xlibir Corporation of U.S.A. E-Book is compatible with Amazon and Sony Kindle, nook and I pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain’t cost earth; it cost only five U.S dollars. I promise that you will not be disappointed by purchasing my fiction ‘Eternal Love’ in E-Book. After editing and polishing my fiction is worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it here&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArti cle.action?articleId=281474980659691&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available Here https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7891141021526504226?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7891141021526504226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7891141021526504226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/honey-it-is-money.html' title='Honey, it is Money!'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6845588810188130</id><published>2011-11-07T08:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T08:21:02.380+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SCRIBBLING PAD</title><content type='html'>SCRIBBLING PAD&lt;br /&gt;By&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCRIBBLING PAD&lt;br /&gt;It is an amalgamation of my selected articles from my Blog. Part of my life and character is spread all over the pages.&lt;br /&gt;Author&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scribbling pad.&lt;br /&gt;Subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;Profile, Quotes, English or Hinglish? Freedom of Speech/writing, Let’s Talk Business,&lt;br /&gt;Arundhati Roy, spirituality, Casting xxx ,writers and publishers, Copy right In India ,&lt;br /&gt;feminism, Racism, Time, Horoscope &amp; Astrology by Atheist, L.G.B.T, Hang Him&lt;br /&gt;NOW! Truth v/s Lies, Struggling Writer, First Writer, Less Than 32 Hours, M.F. Hussein,&lt;br /&gt;Sexcapades of God Man, Terrorism, Success is not achieved by …. , Slow Poison, Fear&lt;br /&gt;Over The City, Moment Of Truth, Time Management, Hollywood &amp; Bollywood, Dax &amp;&lt;br /&gt;Pussy Cats, Violence .A chain Reaction, Life after Globalization Part 1&amp;2. Broken Heart.&lt;br /&gt;A leaf of Life (Facts not Fiction) Pedophiles &amp; Child Pornography, Tom &amp; Jerry Puzzle!&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton An open letter 4U, Veil Controversy, Human Rights, Indian Mentality, Fate,&lt;br /&gt;Vaastu sastra,Thiest v/s Atheist, Atheist God! Religious politics, Religious Conversion,&lt;br /&gt;Western Democracy, Spring (jasmine) Revolution ,The sensation of de floration (an out of body experience) My First Night, My first video .text, Novels &amp;Fictions 4U! Short synopsis, Universal Love- the New Religion. Sub titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novels &amp; Fictions 4 U.&lt;br /&gt;Eternal Love (mature) sci-fi love story, The New Prime Minister (political Thriller), National&lt;br /&gt;Hero (Romantic/ Action/ Thriller) , War On Terror (sci-fi ) , Love Me Tender! (Lesbian Love&lt;br /&gt;story), Kathy I miss You.. (Erotic), Roots (family fiction) The Life Of Little Princess ( Life/&lt;br /&gt;story) and UNIVERSAL LOVE. The New Religion By Atheist-Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6845588810188130?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6845588810188130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6845588810188130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/scribbling-pad.html' title='SCRIBBLING PAD'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4286792075387525704</id><published>2011-11-07T06:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:52:45.412+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Of Little Princess. Life/story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JyQsYkTksB8/Trdjtsh27eI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JXLdxTOUDL4/s1600/New%2BImage.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JyQsYkTksB8/Trdjtsh27eI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JXLdxTOUDL4/s400/New%2BImage.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Of Little Princess. Life/story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;Years ago I had published original version in my blog. It was my first semi-fiction ever I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all sorts of writers including ‘accidental writer’. In my case I was forced to write after my wife left me with our only daughter to her native place more than five years ago. Reason you will find it in ‘Life of Little Princess’ Life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idea of writing my first semi-fiction was not to sell my poverty. I thought if I wrote my own life story out there some of the home makers in India will realize how difficult it is for a family man to manage family with single income.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;After reading my semi-fiction I expect some of the homemakers in India will take-up home based work to share the burden of running their home. In India you will find millions of millions homemakers waste their time watching trash T.V serial after serials. After reading ‘Little Princess’ if one percent of homemakers decided to work for the welfare of their family I feel that I am honored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original semi-fiction starts with my bachelor life. It was only seventeen A-4 pages in M.S words .I thought since I am not going to write my of biography let my readers know some thing about me and my life. I happen to write few articles about my life on blog. Cut, paste and merged it at appropriate place with main story. Edit, proof read and polish it. It was that simple! Now it is thirty three A-4 pages long. Before it was forty percent real and sixty percent fiction .after adding new chapter from my life it is sixty percent real and forty percent fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our own history. And no history is same. I promise you that my semi-fiction is not a boring one. Before you meet my ‘Little Princess’, you will walk down through &lt;br /&gt; my memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;Life of Little Princess.   Life/story.&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis.&lt;br /&gt;This life/story is dedicated to my daughter Sony Gudiya. Story is about our little princess. Globalization had changed our ordinary family life forever. It is also story about an-aged father’s struggle to give his only daughter good education and a secured life. After the court battle for his daughter’s custody, will he ever live with his estranged wife? My life/story has a morel lesson for Indian home makers. This is my first fiction and I wrote this semi-fiction with three different ending!&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Author - Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample.&lt;br /&gt;One bad morning her brother and two of her uncles turned up at my house.  They wanted to know my intentions! They questioned me “You are not taking your family responsibilities, what are your intentions? I had answered it by saying that I had no intentions. “If she can live with me with whatever money I earn. If she wants to stay in her house and expecting me to send her money, then I am not going to send any money to her. At the time of marriage did I signed any agreement that I will send her money even if she stays in her house?  More then two years ago she left for her home with my daughter. Is she bothered how I am living here?  Instead of telling, her to find some work and manages life with me, you people seem interested only in money.  I am not going to pay single paisa.  Do what you want.  Do you want me to sign divorce paper?  I will sign, but do not expect me to pay alimony.  That will never happen.  I am determined.  Now you all can leave my place”. They left me by saying that I will face legal action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking… this is a classic case of making marriage as a meat business.  Get married, have children, find fault with husband, fight over silly things with mother in law, file divorce, take alimony and live with the way she and her family wants.  This is not going to happen with me.  I am going to put a stop for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of days I  received court notice asking me to attend in my native place Calicut.  As the D-day approaches, I started preparing for the test of my life.  I will fight it out with tooth and nail.  I need my daughter at any cost.  I knew.” yes “she will ask for her gold ornaments.  Including the interest it is Rs.25, 000.there is only one-way to recover her gold. That is by selling my mothers wedding chain. Ever since my father died it was lying in the jewelry box .my mother had some sentimental value attached to it but there is no other way I can recover my wife’s gold ornaments. At last my mother agrees to sell her wedding chain. We got Rs26, 600 for her ornaments. I also need to write authorization letter for my wife to recover her gold ornaments from bank. I have to hand over our marriage registration certificate to the court. I do not need any lawyer to fight my case…" I went to fight my case alone in Calicut. Kerala.                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       D-DAY                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                                           COURT PROCEDINGS. &lt;br /&gt;Maya’s lawyer...“My lord!”  Here is man who does not want to take responsibility &lt;br /&gt;                                 of his wife and his daughter. He is lest bothered about their welfare and&lt;br /&gt;                                 Even refuses to pay for his daughter's education. My client does not wish &lt;br /&gt;                                 To her live with her husband. Allow her to get legal maintenance &lt;br /&gt;                                 Allowances. &lt;br /&gt;Judge.…………  "Do you have any thing to say”?&lt;br /&gt;I………………. .“Sir, since my wife does not wish to live with me. I request you to grand me permission for divorce and allow me to take custody of my daughter. This is my humble request”   &lt;br /&gt;Judge……………"court cannot permit you to take custody of your daughter, till age of eighteen she will stay with her mother. Your are allowed to visit your daughter”.                                                           &lt;br /&gt;I.…………………“Sir, My wife is a lair!  She talks like an opportunist. She is an ego manic.  She takes me for granted. She even use my daughter to emotionally black mail me and use her sex as weapon”!&lt;br /&gt;Maya’s lawyer…..   “My lord, this is nothing but character assassination”!&lt;br /&gt;I.…………………. "Sir, I got married eight years ago I know my wife inside out, more than any one else in this world.  Sir, in my case my marriage is made as meat business.”                                      &lt;br /&gt;Maya’s lawyer:….. “I object your honor!”. Her husband is comparing marriage to meat business”.&lt;br /&gt;Judge…………….."Objection over ruled ".                   &lt;br /&gt;I... ………………..“Living with my wife is like living with an enemy.  First Get married, have children, find fault with husband, fight over silly things with mother in law then file divorce and get legal maintenance amount (alimony) and live the way she and her family wants.  Some people had developed this as an art.  In my case, I had a decent job when I got married to her.  My company had to close down due to the financial loss.  At the age of forty -eight I am unable to get a good job. Nobody wants to employ an old person like me for more than Rs.2500 p.m. with my align mother I am just Surviving in this world.  I will not be able to give my daughter a decent education. Therefore I humbly request you to permit me to put my daughter for adoption.  Somebody will be able to give her decent education and secured life.  I am willing to sign divorce paper so that my wife can live her life the way she wants.  My wife is also from poor family; even she is not in a position to bring up my daughter.  I once again humbly request you to permit me to put my daughter for adoption for the welfare and better future of my daughter.  I have nothing more to say.  (I broke down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    After studying the case judge pronounces his verdict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge.………….. “Considering the welfare and better future of your daughter I came to the conclusion. Since neither you nor your wife is interested in living together and due to poverty neither of you can raise your child so I hereby permit you to take temporary custody of your daughter and allow you to put her for adoption."                                                                                          &lt;br /&gt;Maya’s lawyer:..…"Her husband had pledged Rs25, 000 worth of gold ornaments in the bank.  I want her husband to return her ornaments at the earliest".          &lt;br /&gt;                                    Judge asked me to return her gold ornaments at the earliest. I had hand overRs.26, 000 and an authorization letter permitting my wife to collect her gold ornaments. I then gave our marriage Certificate to the judge.  The judge issued a letter authorizing me to take temporary custody of my daughter and for Subsequent adoption.                                                                                                &lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt; My wife came to me. She removed her wedding chain (mangalsutra) with Tears running down on her Cheeks.  I took it with my right hand and returned mangalsutra back into her hand and closed her hand. I gently and gave a pat on her hand.   Our only daughter stood as a silent spectator. I lifted my daughter in my arms…. ”Come on Sony; let’s go to papa’s home”. I carried my daughter in one hand and in other hand I had the custody documents of my daughter. Her brother came begging for my daughter.  I showed him court documents.  “No!  Maya will learn her lesson in hard ways.  My daughter’s future means every thing to me.  Take care of your sister”.  I waved for an auto.  Someone clicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the verandah, wife’s ego does not permit her to beg for her daughter.  She was pleading with her parents asking not to allow me to take her Ammini away.  I carried my daughter into an auto. My daughter asked for her Mummy and started crying.  Fighting my tears back I held my daughter close to my heart. Auto took U-turn in the court premises from the corner of my eye I saw my wife stretching her arms at me and begged for her daughter.  “My daughter...Ammineeeee...” she then fainted .I shut my eyes tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At home Maya took Sony’s doll and wept inconsolably and started cursing her self.    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;Later when judge went to his house he called on his wife. “Viji...I had committed a sin. An unpardonable sin, I had separated daughter from her mother.  A poor family case came up for divorce.  Neither the husband nor his wife could raise the child.  I had to order for child for adoption." He then went to the pooja room and asks lord Murugan for forgiveness. “O lord! Forgive me for the sin I had committed.  Who ever adopt the child must give her plenty of love and affection…" His voice choked with emotions.                                                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;After we had food at the restaurant I took Sony for shopping. I purchased dresses and toys for my daughter. In the evening we boarded train for Chennai.  “Sony you know, we are going to papa’s home.  Your nana will be waiting for you. Do you still remember mammy, mamma, Navin Anna, Raga and Sudha Kutty? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day morning we reached Chennai. At home my mother was waiting for us.  Now and then my daughter asked for her mummy and started crying.  She had a small circle of friends of her age.  All my neighbors welcomed her with open heart.  They all missed her for more then two years.  I made sure she was not missing her mother nor feeling lonely.  Therefore, I took couple of days off from work.  I was always with my daughter. At times she felt sad. She cried only when she thought about her mother.  Poor soul! I played only her favorite pogo channel on TV.  She spend time watching TV and playing with her little friends.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          &lt;br /&gt;Next day Photograph of Sony appeared along with headline in our national newspaper.                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;“Landmark judgment in child custody!” Judge allows poor father to put his daughter for adoption!!                                             &lt;br /&gt;One day I was playing with Sony Gudiya .a man came to our house in Lord Krishna’s costume. He had his face painted in blue color with a crown on his head. He started singing in Telugu.  “Jaya govindam."… I gave him 50 paisa.&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna …   “Sir, makeup costs more money”. He asked me for more money. &lt;br /&gt;I…“Did I ask you to wear makeup?" I then called Achoo (A local dog I adopted when he was a pup). There was no sign of him. Lord Krishnan peeped into my house. He expected my wife to give him more money. He then stared singing vigorously. ,”JAYA GOVINDAM…PARAMANADAM…! ”. &lt;br /&gt;I Screamed “ACHOOOOO…” Achoo appeared from out of nowhere .I found him wagging his tail at the back of me and was eagerly waiting for my orders. Achoo looked up me and I winked at Lord Krishna. He got the clue. Lord Krishna took off, Achoo set after him; both of them ran around the playing ground, which was in front of my house. Achoo ran tugging at his vesh-ti.&lt;br /&gt;Sony…. “Papa man running, running Achoo biting, biting.” She told me in her broken English. Sony could not stop laughing. She literally went into Paramanandam.Started laughing with over excitement.                                                          &lt;br /&gt;I saw Lord Krishnan running back to me. I caught hold of Achoo. Achoo looks satisfied with his performance. I give a pat on his back and put him on the chain. Lord Krishnan spread his veshty; I looked at his face through the torn veshty&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna.. “Sir, your dog tore my veshty,” he complained to me.&lt;br /&gt;I……“Yeah, You missed your crown too!”. I end up paying Rs.10 but it was worth for my daughter’s laughter, which I missed it for more than two years. We both had fun at the cost of ‘Lord Krishna’ and Achoo. &lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;br /&gt;One day I took my daughter to zoo. I pointed cubs playing joyfully with tigress. She enjoyed watching cubs playing with tigress for sometime. She then started crying and asked for her mummy. I had no words for her whenever she asked for her mother so I took her to the monkey’s cage. Monkeys were making funny faces some of them were doing acrobats. However Sony was not interested. We visited some more cages and went back home without speaking.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Next day evening I took my daughter to Marina beach. She played with sand and sea for sometime and ran all over the beach. After some time she became tired .she came back and sat with me. She watched parents playing with their kids joyfully with waves. She then started crying for her Mummy. After some times she asked me “Papa why can’t we live with my mummy”? I held her close and looked at horizon for answer…. Then I promised her that I would get her a good mummy. We left for home in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home she had her dinner early and slept with Nana. I started thinking..." if I marry a working woman I will be able to manage home. What would I do if my new wife does not like Sony? If she gives birth, will she love my daughter the same way "?  “Yes”, I have to put advertisement in paper for adoption of my daughter. For that I had to sell my TV. I sold my color TV and got Rs 3000. Next day I went to newspaper office and give advertisement for my daughter's adoption.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  For adoption &lt;br /&gt;                              Healthy / Intelligent &lt;br /&gt;                                               sony                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Sony                               &lt;br /&gt;                                                                C/o. the National, &lt;br /&gt;                                                               P.O.Box: Chennai -2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven years old Ajay asked his mother why Sony’s photograph was given in the advertisement.  His mother told him that her parents put her for adoption “may be they are very poor people. They might not be able to bring up her”&lt;br /&gt;Ajay…“Mummy I like her. I need a friend, a friend for life!” &lt;br /&gt;His mother asked him "What happen to your friend Nisha"? &lt;br /&gt;Ajay…"She is mad! She beats me! At times she even bites me!” &lt;br /&gt;His mother continued “And you're other friend, Swetha?”&lt;br /&gt;Ajay... “She is too proud of herself. Egomaniac”! He showed a mocking face at his mother. Ajay's mother repeated his words. “A friend for life! Not a bad idea. I will write to Sony's father” In a cover Ajay put his photo and a small slip (request letter) in it and asked his mother to send it along with her letter to me. &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;Ajay's mummy took the newspaper and went to kitchen for cooking. Now and then she looks at the girl’s photo. Sony. What if I adopt this girl and mould it as my future daughter –in-law? She would be my perfect daughter-in-law. She finished her cooking and started writing letter.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a week time I had collected twelve-reply letter from the newspaper office. I went through all the reply letters most of them from childless couple. Some of them want to change Sony’s religion for adoption; few of them offered me money. I found one of the letters with a small boy’s photo along with his mother’s letter. I had selected only three of the letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought…. “If I give my daughter to working couples; my daughter will feel lonely even thought she might have a secured life. If a housewife adopts my daughter she may still feel lonely; but if I give my daughter for adoption to Ajay's family, Sony will have a companion. Some body is there to look after her my daughter. She will never feel lonely.….” So I decided to meet Ajay's family first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ajay’s daddy came home late in the evening, his mother explained everything to him including her future plans. She showed Sony's photograph in the paper. “I want to bring-up Sony as my future daughter-in-law!” He approved her plan and wished her good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made appointment with the Ajay’s family. This will be my first step towards my daughter’s future. On Sunday I went their house with my daughter.  Having informed already they seems waiting for us. Ajay held out his hand to Sony. “You are welcome to my house". Sony shyly refuses to acknowledge his friendship. His mother lifted Sony in her arms. Thinking…”My future daughter-in-law! Not bad”! Ajay’s mother asks her son to show Sony around their house. Her husband greeted me with warm handshake.  He may be around fifty years old. We settle down in their sitting room.           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;Ajay’s father was a businessman. He introduced himself. He runs property development and Construction Company. Madam was working for M.N.C, an MBA in H. R. Division. I told about my family background. Madam came back with coffee. After the formal talk I held out one white stamp paper to madam, in that conditions for adoption were clearly written.                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;Conditions for adoption: -&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;            (1)  My daughter should never be treated like a servant.&lt;br /&gt;(2)  I must be allowed to visit my daughter whenever she asks for me.                     &lt;br /&gt;(3)  make sure my daughter tells nothing but truth.                    &lt;br /&gt;(4) I want you to give her more love and affection .she should never feel that she missed her mother.&lt;br /&gt;(5) Do not force her to become first rank in the class. She should be an average student in her class.&lt;br /&gt;(6) I expect you to teach her the value of money.&lt;br /&gt;(7) Teach her how to become self-sufficient. Keeping her toys, books and taking care of herself.&lt;br /&gt;(8) My humble request is that under no circumstances you should desert her.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;             Signature of Ajay’s Father… ...................................................   sign.     &lt;br /&gt; Signature of Ajay's Mother.. .......................................................sign.    &lt;br /&gt; Father of sony gudiya. Jivan…....................................................sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them signed on the document. They assured me that they would look after like their own daughter. I kept the original copy with me. Madam left for kitchen. Her husband spoke to me about how hard he worked to come up in his life. He studied only up to tenth standard.                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;He was from poor family. He left for gulf way back in 1970. There he worked there for a Construction Company for about twelve years. He saved some money and started his own construction company in Chennai. With his sheer hard work, in about twenty -five years his company became the best Construction Company in Chennai. His company had constructed some of the best landmark buildings in our city. He asks me whether I was in need of money. He also offered me job in his company. I declined money and job. I said I am happy working as technician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear Sony making merry in the adjacent room. She seems enjoying computer video game with Ajay. It seems she was indiscriminately firing at the flying ducks. Madam invited us for lunch. We had lunch with Ajay's family.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now available here&lt;a href=" http://pothi.com/pothi/book/jivan-life-little-princess "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pothi.com/pothi/book/jivan-life-little-princess &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4286792075387525704?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4286792075387525704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4286792075387525704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-of-little-princess-lifestory.html' title='Life Of Little Princess. Life/story'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JyQsYkTksB8/Trdjtsh27eI/AAAAAAAAAcE/JXLdxTOUDL4/s72-c/New%2BImage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-2819207378893055586</id><published>2011-11-06T13:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T13:53:39.945+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Our Planet.</title><content type='html'>Save Our Planet.&lt;br /&gt;Recycle.&lt;br /&gt;06-11-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving our planet for our future generation is the responsibility of each one of us. Recycling the waste is the only way to save our environment and eco-system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One point two billion (still counting) Indians produce billions of tons of refuse per year. Instead of recycling refuse most of the items end up in dumping yard there by polluting air and water. If exhaust from bike exceeds permissible limits then we get ticket from our traffic police.  But in India most of the dumping yard, government people burn refuse. Polluting air by burning hazards materials like plastic, industrial and E-waste etc. at times smoke from the dumping yard block near by road.  One can image the plight of people living near by area. Their air and water is polluted but who will bell the cat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty five years ago Chennai city was only 24 sq.k.m now it is 149 sq.k.m. Our government had not bothered to relocate dumping yard out of the city limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recycling method should start from our home. We should segregate refuse into two or three category while disposing or handing over to door to door garbage collector or while dumping into garbage box.  Perishable items and non perishable in solid and E-waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biodegradable items like Kitchen /garden/ poultry/farm waste can be converted into bio gas and vermicompost. Solid waste should be segregated into different category like waste paper, cloth waste from clothing industries, plastic, aluminum, rubber products, plastic carry bags, metal and glass should be recycled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government India should probhit importing industrial waste, scraps, hazards metirels like asbestos and E-waste from abroad. They also should stop ship breaking compines operating in India. E-waste and ship breaking compines are damaging our environment and eco system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian government should set up ‘Waste Recycling Research Center’ for recycling industrial waste. Most of the industries produce some kind of waste or by products. At times it needs scientific method to recycle. at times  waste can be made into new material using scientific method.  Manufacture can write about their waste or by products and its composition or just sent the sample waste piece to WRRC (Waste Recycle Research Center) where scientist can study waste martial if waste can not be made into new material or  recycled then they can advice safe method of disposing industrial waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago I wrote ‘Free Gas’ from human waste in my blog .it is not a utopian idea.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474978567962 &lt;br /&gt;In blog I can only write concept for free gas. It needs engineering drawing and technical&lt;br /&gt;Explanation by me. Only engineer or scientists can work out on my concept and find out whether my ‘project’ is economically viable or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last word. When ever one invite concept for technical purpose readers should be allowed to read but they should never be allowed to vote for the concept. Idea/ concept/ project reports are not for the layman. Only engineer or scientists from respective field should study all the concept/project report. If they are interested they can ask for drawing and technical explanation from the concerned person. After studying only engineer or scientists can give verdict for your ‘dream project report’ &lt;br /&gt;Their verdict for you.....’Intel inside, Mental outside’!&lt;br /&gt;It means your idea/concept works but you look like a mental!&lt;br /&gt;Your idea /concept should serve for the mankind.&lt;br /&gt;Recycling refuse is the only way to save our environment and ecosystem. &lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B: concept /project report should never be selected based on voting system. Whether your concept/project report is practical or economically viable only engineers, scientists or panel of qualified judges can decide. Your idea /concept should serve for the mankind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-2819207378893055586?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2819207378893055586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2819207378893055586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/save-our-planet.html' title='Save Our Planet.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-9213029878336802536</id><published>2011-11-06T06:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T06:27:01.075+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Lesbian love story.</title><content type='html'>Writing Lesbian love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article is specially written for those who finished reading my fiction ‘love me tenderly’ lesbian love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-me-tenderly-kathy-i-miss-you.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your opinion about my fiction? I wrote ‘love me tenderly from Anu’s point of life but I am not Anu! I am Nisha!! Nisha is very possessive about Anu and she is bit aggressive girl. Obsessed? Not really. I am well past infatuation and obsession age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To write lesbian love story I needed inspiration. When I wrote this fiction more than five and half years ago she was doing +2 (junior collage). I had no idea that she would be doing engineering at Coimbatore or in future she will work for MNC at Bombay. What a coincidence! She is a healthy woman but in my fiction she has lesbian tendency!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need enemy to keep our pace with. (When some one move up in life and they ignore us we consider them as an enemy!) It is not necessary that we run before or after her. If you have confidence in your ability you can sit and watch how far she will go. At the most she will climb few steps of corporate ladder. In couple of years she will get married.(Recently she got married.she is ‘pinished’ (finished). What is so special? I never got satisfaction out of my work. Where is the creativity in repairing or selling white goods? Or even working as lodge manager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have to set our own target beyond reach so that we will try harder.  After spending money I got my fiction published. Today I am a writer! Tomorrow if any of the producers decided to make movie out of my sci-fiction I will offer free service as creative director! We have to leave our enemies far behind the horizon. Sweet revenge will give me satisfaction and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike others I am not going to dream. I will use my creativity to make my enemies out dated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking out of box will not help but working for it will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B . In my profile and scribbling pad I wrote more than 65 quotes. Not very many people agreed with me when I wrote ‘Diplomacy is telling convincing lies and double crossing’. Now Julian Assange of wikileaks proving it for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE  now available in Print &amp; E-Pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives. Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value, love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B : Xlibris publisher had quoted 9 USD for my Eternal Love in E-Pub . I had to request them to reduce it to 5 USD because I want all my dear fellow countrymen (Indians) to read and appreciate my creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. E-Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. In print cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. First chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980357686&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward this blog page to all your Boy &amp; Girl Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-9213029878336802536?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/9213029878336802536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/9213029878336802536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/writing-lesbian-love-story.html' title='Writing Lesbian love story.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6424170838666257210</id><published>2011-11-03T16:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T08:01:51.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE me TENDERLY &amp; Kathy I Miss you....</title><content type='html'>LOVE me TENDERLY &amp; Kathy I Miss you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Fiction “Love me tenderly” lesbian love story &amp; Kathy I Love you... (Erotic). Original story of ‘Love me tenderly’ belongs to my other fiction ‘Roots’ (family story). After writing Roots from parent’s point of view I thought who will tell the story of Anu. Naturally it is me Jivan. I had to vertically split ‘Roots ‘into two fictions. Roots and Love me tenderly’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love me Tender’ is not all about carnal pleasure. It is about a girl who fells in love with her roommate. Their love life, romance, life style, intimate love and of course, there is an orgy scene in it. Three some act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in “Love is Eternal” sci-fi love story (mature), I wrote lovemaking scenes in graphic details. You might ask me why I wrote sex in graphic details. Simple logic. Sex sells. Besides “Love me tenderly” is all about lesbian love story. I suppose maybe you wanted to know how they enjoyed their sex life. I still wonder, am I the first male to write lesbian love story? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when ever you see sex in movies those scenes are either written by a writer if not those scenes are the imagination of the director. Some times we may not like it but imagine when your favorite actor or actresses are performing love making scenes we enjoy those scenes. Why? One such example is Sharon stone in “Basic Instinct”. How can we ever forget her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing ‘Love Me Tenderly’ I had not done research. I mean watching lesbian x videos. Fiction is the work of my imagination. After all we men know, what do they “do” it! Hi…Hi….Hi… out of curiosity recently I had checked on Hilton &amp; Britney videos and I found my imagination was right. For “Love me tenderly” I had invented a special Dildo! Its appearance and functions are documented in minute details .May be after getting patent registration I will introduce it in market. Two of you can play with it.  Hi…hi…hi…..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ‘love me tenderly’ I am a female! Lol. I had to feel and behave like a woman!! There is a special prize for guessing my fictional character name. It is a date with me! If you thought ‘love me tenderly’ is all about carnal pleasure it is also about love, romance, life style, sex, betrayal, sharing and caring, their pain and gain. There is also three some act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B: Little Secrete!  While writing lovemaking scenes, you need to imagine someone you love. I though about my friend (girl) but she is not my girl friend! To be frank with you I have never been in love with any girl. There are two genuine reasons. I am yet to find my kind of girl. Second thing, fear of rejection. I suppose if she says “sorry Mr. Jivan, you have mistaken me”! In that case, I think I go home; hit the sack and will start crying! I love animals, they give unconditional love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy I miss you...... (Erotic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only short story I ever wrote. It is only three and half A-4 pages. I wrote this fiction in one breath! Publishing this short fiction separately does not make sense to me. So I had clubbed it with Love me tenderly. This story was inspired by my blog female friend. It is my sexual fantasy about her. Fiction will appear like a dream sequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we are separated by a wall or 23,897 K.m (Chennai to New York) apart or you wear bikini or blanket. It does not make any difference to me.  A writer should be able to make love on his mind! That should be the power of imagination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it from me. If you are a  man and if you had not prostituted any one on your mind in your life time then you are not a real man. We real men are driven by Testosterone . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I make enough money I will present ‘Kathy I miss you...’ in DVD movie. Shooting love making scenes are challenging. I think there will be bit of confusion. Whether to concrete on Action/intensity or sensuality. Shooting love making scenes without vulgarity is a challenge. If you can combine intensity and sensuality then you have a great love making scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the name of my other blog? Universal Love – Dreams unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are very dear to me. They keep me alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“LOVE me TENDERLY” Lesbian Love Story (Mature)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;“Love me tenderly” is not all about carnal pleasure. Story is about an innocent&lt;br /&gt;girl who falls in love with her roommate. She places her love above her family&lt;br /&gt;value .A girl who lost in touch with realities and her roots. Her life revolved&lt;br /&gt;around her girl friend. It has love, romance, life style, and of course there is also three some act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web expert&lt;br /&gt;31st December evening we received call form monisha that she is on her way to California airport. Nisha could not sit ideal .she became hyper active. Pinching my bottom .at times teasing and kissing me without any apparent reason. She is thinking of Monisha and kidding with me. I thought. Well I will meet her in person and find out things. Nisha had created too much hype about her .I wanted to know whether monisha live up to my expectation .she finished herdressing and asked me to hurry up .we went to air ports early and waited for her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Nisha waved at her.”Wow!”She waved back. She is real woman! I Thought I was&lt;br /&gt;looking at Sharon stone! Her style and glamour matched those Hollywood stars .she was in her business suit .A knee length skirt and a coat over it .as she approached us I noticed her top shirt buttons were open .she wore a platinum chain with heart shaped pendent with small diamonds studded on it. Her perfume was intoxicating me .the smell had a magnetism .you feel like smelling her. Costlier then poison .may be Yes Saint Lauran’s. Even in her business suit I noticed her hourglass like figure .she could have been an actress or a model. With her broad swaying hips she created motion of sensuality .may be these things are vital for survival in show&lt;br /&gt;business. Nisha spread her arms at her. Monisha came and hugged her .she kissed on Nisha’s lips! She looked at me and said “Hi; Anu. “ She stretched her arms for me. Like a dump stuck fool I fell on her arms but I was bit scared of her public display of affections! Thank God! She did not scare me instead she hugged me gently. I felt very happy .she was a warm person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into taxi. Nisha took her straight to my house. Monisha opened up her traveler luggage. She took out one of her creation and held out to me .it was a fabulous knee length dress with floralprint out on it. I kissed on her cheeks and thanked her. She asked Nisha to make her choice. She checked three dresses over her dress and found one suitable dress for her. Nisha kissed on her lip and said in husky voice.&lt;br /&gt;Nisha.”Honey you know how much I missed you…”she and her wows…&lt;br /&gt;Monisha….” Come on girls! change your dress and join for party. .”&lt;br /&gt;I took my dress and went to my bedroom to change. Nisha may need some space. I could hear their small talks…&lt;br /&gt;Monisha….” Honey I will dress you up. “&lt;br /&gt;Nisha…” As you please honey…”then there were total silence. May be there are kissing ….&lt;br /&gt;Nisha….” Mony! …let me help you…”&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should not disturb them. …I walked around my bed room time was ticking away.&lt;br /&gt;I…”Can I come in.? “&lt;br /&gt;Nisha…” Sure. Honey. Come over.” .I opened my bed room door. Monisha was adjusting&lt;br /&gt;Nisha‘s dress.&lt;br /&gt;Monisha…” Look Nisha. My dress looks fantastic on Anu.” she complemented me. They were watching me I walked towards them.&lt;br /&gt;Monisha…”You sway you broad hip while walking. You have rhythm in your movements “.&lt;br /&gt;She thinking I am some model .I work for R&amp;D dept! I went to monisha and give a peck on her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you for your complements.Monisha”.she went back to her large suit case. Nisha pulled me up against her.” you looks sexy, she pinched on my bottom .I really felt pain .that was herway of complimenting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monisha took one big champagne bottle from her suitcase .it had a French name on It.’ Château’.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Nisha what to order for dinner. Monisha took cell from me .we both we not aware of Monisha’s favorite food. It was Nissha’s idea that we order her choice of food .she is a sensible woman. One needs not endup eating some one’s favorite food. Monisha called up Hilton hotel and ordered food to my house. She opened one big Swiss liquor chocolate box and held out to me. I took one. It had bitter taste but I liked it. Monisha poured their champagne drinks for us.They both sat either side of me on the sofa. One took one more chocolate .we all raised our drinks.and said in unison.”Cheers!”We started sipping our drinks. After the first round Monisha&lt;br /&gt;filled up our glass.&lt;br /&gt;I….”No .I am not drinking. That was just for formality.”Nisha pushed drink into my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Nisha…” Come on honey .you are up tight .you need to loosen your inhibitions. Today is New Year eve. Only tonight. !’&lt;br /&gt;Monisha…” Dear. it will help you to relax .I will tell you … in my profession almost every day we have party . But believe me I never got drunk with champagne.” Either side they pressed their lips on my cheeks to cheer me up. I started sipping my drink. Over my skirt Nisha put her hand on my thigh and stroked me. I felt Monisha’s hand on my shoulder .I looked at her she gently pulled me to her .I turned to her. We sipped looking into eye others eyes. Nisha continued&lt;br /&gt;with her gentle strokes.&lt;br /&gt;I… “Monisha .you got the resemblance of Sharon stone. With your business suiting you look straight out of Basic instinct”. Now I could feel Nisha’s hand under my skirt and stroking my inner thighs. I pretended as if I am having serious conversation with Monisha.&lt;br /&gt;Monisha….”I am an ardent fan of Sharon stone. We fans imitate their life style and&lt;br /&gt;appearance….”&lt;br /&gt;I slightly parted my thighs for Nisha to feel my pussy. . Monisha continued.” You remember Sharon stone in basic instinct. Have you noticed her pussy in it…?” I felt bit embarrassed .I am meeting her for the first time and she is talking about Sharon’s pussy! I smiled at her .she went on “it is not only every man wanted to get between her legs! We girl fans would love to die between her legs! “&lt;br /&gt;I wondered is it a battlefield or what to die for? If I ever would like to die between some one’s leg it none other then Merlin Manro.She is the ultimate sex godess. Years ago I had seen once her pin up photo but her immages still lingers in my mind. Any way I like Monisha’s sense of humor and her sexual fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATHY I MISS YOU... (Erotic)&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, love, dreams, fantasies, erotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about a beautiful woman I met over the blog.she helped me to dream (write) for a better Tomorrow. Thank you. Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an unemployed family man desperate to survive with my family; due to unemployment my wife took my daughter to her native place .we also had irreconcilable differences between us. When I met my daughter for the last time, abut two and half years ago I promised her "the day your papa gets job; I will take my little princess my house" The only promise I could not keep up till now. My little princess still remains a distant dream. Without my little princess I was&lt;br /&gt;emotionally drained .I wrote my first semi fiction .The Life of A Little Princess. Story tells you how globalization had ruined our life. I am one among millions of service technician in India who were affected by globalization. Read the life of a little princess to know more about me and my family in my blog .the story has moral for the public; especially for the housewives. It was a new subject, publishers refused to publish it. They are willing to publish if only I can spent $ 500&lt;br /&gt;(RS 22,500) .my family had fallen into a bottomless pit (debt) It is an astronomical sum for an unemployed family man. My dream of getting it published remains a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Kathy (name changed) at the fag end of my life. Kathy happens to read my erotic fictions .she always gave me good reviews .I thanked her for her review but she never bothered to read my own family story. She read all my erotic fiction in my blog .she was fascinated by my erotic imagination in my fictions. Even when I was not sure whether I can have next meal or not I wrote stories for her .she helped to dream (write) for a better tomorrow .she help me some of my meal (money). Forever I will be grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a budding writer I am not here to preach. Most to my stories contains some messages for the public .to me what can be sold in the market is more important than preaching.” yes, I am preaching about UNIVERSAL LOVE. The New Religion. I will publish it on my blog some other day. From the blog I found my readers are interested in erotic fictions. I went on to write "my sexual fantasies about you…", it was an extract from ETERNAL LOVE. sci-fi love story (mature).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged short messages .she was well educated and a working woman with two young children living in states. I told nothing about my broken marriage and poverty …there was an instant liking between us. . I send one massage to her, which means "neither had you known me nor I knew you, but now it seems we knew each other in our previous birth". Gradually got to know each other .we both suffered marital discord followed by mental agony in our life, which brought us even closer. Over a period of time .we shared our feeling for each other. I wrote my bittersweet memories about a married woman in my life. BROKEN HEART. A Leaf of Life&lt;br /&gt;…(facts not fictions) in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon after the lunch I lit cigarette and laid on my bed…….&lt;br /&gt;I received Email alert on my cell phone. It was from Kathy. It was an invitation for dinner at 8.pm. at her residence. Even though we shared passion and feelings for each other over the net that was the first time we were meeting personally. I had seen her photographs on her blog. She is beautiful and a real woman. We stayed in same city but far away form each other's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my fantasy fictions I am a lover boy, a Casanova and a real stud but in reality I am a healthy man of fifty years with clean habits. I had borrowed money from my house owner. Put on my best shirt and pants. I went to her house by bus. From near by her house I bought pink orchards. I was bit nervous…I was not confident of me…. What if she expects me to make ‘Eternal Love’ to her? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to near by medical shop and popped up one Viagra. A martini will do for a wonder full night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I approached her house I could hear soft Beethoven symphony. It was 7-30 p.m. I pressed on calling bell .she opened main door with a broad smile. She welcomed me inside her house. I handed over flower to her, she leaned and kissed on my right cheek .she went and closed main door behind me. She came to me and took my right hand and led me to the sofa. . She wore a long satin gown, on top it had a bit long V cut opening showing her beautiful cleavage. Her satin gown hugged her voluptuous body. Her nipple gives me clues that she was not wearing bra. I presented her&lt;br /&gt;martini .she thanked me for that; I was bit tense. I was not sure what to talk to her in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just sat their enjoyed music and looked into each other's eyes. She was smiling without any apparent reason. She got up and said “let’s celebrate; I will bring some thing to eat ". As she walked she swayed her board hip. She had a beautiful bottom too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked her collection of books. She had enough romantic and erotic fictions in her bookshelf.Books from Mills and booms, Betsy and other collection from herald robins. One of the books was not kept in order. I took it to arrange it .the book was Kamsutra. Was it her deliberate act? She sure knows as a writer I was likely to check on her collection of books. She is a smart cookie. I went through the illustrated pages of Kamsutra book. In fact I have the very same book in my room .I was wondering is she expect me to perform the entire act for her. I did not notice her presence behind me. She said "Excuse me”. I closed the book. She took it from my&lt;br /&gt;hand with a mischievous smile and stuffed the book between other books. She took my hand and said "common; Ji ". She calls me Ji. (Ji is short for Jivan). I settled down on sofa. She placed champagne glass on the tea poi. I took Fried nuts. Standing opposite to me she poured two drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her beautiful boobs were inviting me; I just winked at them. She handed over my drink and we said cheers in unison. She came to my right side and sat on the sofa. Seeing me bit tense she placed her hand on my thigh as if to assure me "every thing will be all right "! .I felt relaxed. She then asked me about my new Novel .I put my right hand on her shoulder and gently pulled her closer to me and said "Trade secrete; honey, you will get the first copy from me." my promise made her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we emptied our first round .she got up and took my hand and led me to the center of the room.&lt;br /&gt;"Come on Ji, let’s dance” I do not know how to dance .I felt bit awkward. She encouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;She continued” Ji it is very simple." she pulled me closer to her.” now you place your right hand around my hip. “I put my right hand around her hip. She took my left hand in her hand. “Watch this step “.she made simple steps. She completed by saying 'Ji it is the same steps we will end up repeating. It was an old ballroom dance .I remembers seeing it in holly wood movies .it was simple .I could have easily followed it but I preferred to act funny. We end up dumping into each&lt;br /&gt;other. Our dancing came to a grinding halt. She looked deep into my eyes. Now what? I just blurted out. "Looking deep into your aquamarine eyes; I found my self swimming in the ocean of love " her eyes sparkled; she spread her sensuous lips wider than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my nose I rubbed on her chines nose and kissed on the tip of it .she pulled me up against her. Without kissing her on her lips, I moved my lips over her face. I was teasing her. As I moved my lips over her lips she bit my lower lips and held it there. She then started making small steps backwards. I had no other option but to move along with her. After she took couple of steps back wards, she was stopped by the wall behind her .she smiled with her eyes but not willing to surrender to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6424170838666257210?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6424170838666257210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6424170838666257210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-me-tenderly-kathy-i-miss-you.html' title='LOVE me TENDERLY &amp; Kathy I Miss you....'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5370764174369161055</id><published>2011-11-02T06:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T06:49:22.422+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comming ZooooN….</title><content type='html'>Comming ZooooN….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02-11-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tenderly . Lesbian love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love me tenderly” is not all about carnal pleasure. Story is about an innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl who falls in love with her roommate. She places her love above her family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;value .A girl who lost in touch with realities and her roots. Her life revolved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around her girl friend. It has love, romance, life style, and of course there is also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three some act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy I Miss You... (Erotic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, love, dreams, fantasies, erotic. I would recommend this fiction for late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night reading. It is about a beautiful woman I met over the blog. She helped me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream (write) for a better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sensation of defloration. An out of body experience. (Real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First Night. (Real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter of my life is not available in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of ‘Eternal Love’ (mature)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiction ‘Eternal Love’ is now available in print and E-Pub Here https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives. Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value, love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B : Xlibris publisher had quoted 9 USD for my Eternal Love in E-Pub . I had to request them to reduce it to 5 USD because I want all my dear fellow countrymen (Indians) to read and appreciate my creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. E-Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. In print cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. First chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980357686&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5370764174369161055?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5370764174369161055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5370764174369161055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/11/comming-zoooon.html' title='Comming ZooooN….'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3891610188752853252</id><published>2011-10-30T07:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:50:21.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What do men really want in a woman?</title><content type='html'>What do men really want in a woman? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face book friend Nandita Chakraborty Banerjji (she is a writer) wants to know 'what do men really want in a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi, guys have you ever given a thought... ?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my answer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we men LIKE silly girl. We men LOVE intelligent woman”. &lt;br /&gt;We LIKE silly girl for fooling around. We LOVE intelligent woman for serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls are FAST and woman are SLOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls are immature and woman are experienced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we men LIKE girls purely for biological reason. &lt;br /&gt;I too like few of them for biological reason. Paris Hilton, Kim Kardhashin, Sunny Leona and Alexia xxx Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we LIKE people because of their fatal attraction,&lt;br /&gt;we LOVE people because of their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all the men will agree with me. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more interested in a person’s character and his / her gray matter (intelligence and talents).Is fair skin and well grooming more important than his or her character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me character of the person is more important than his /her complexion. Do you love some one if he/she is a loose character? May be you like him/her for biological reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3891610188752853252?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3891610188752853252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3891610188752853252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-do-men-really-want-in-woman.html' title='What do men really want in a woman?'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4273728709288149302</id><published>2011-10-27T09:16:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:17:36.062+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETERNAL LOVE’ E-Book for 5 USD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw4wAMtSy0c/Tqj3JonDAhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qSvXypcA7g0/s1600/untitled.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" width="145" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw4wAMtSy0c/Tqj3JonDAhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qSvXypcA7g0/s400/untitled.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had introduced my fiction ‘Eternal Love’ Story in E-Book through Xlibir Corporation of U.S.A. E-Book is compatible with Amazon and Sony Kindle, nook and i pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain’t cost earth; it cost only five U.S dollars. I promise that you will not be disappointed by purchasing my fiction ‘Eternal Love’ in E-Book. After editing and polishing my fiction is worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available Here https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives. Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value, love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B : Xlibris publisher had quoted 9 USD for my Eternal Love in E-Pub . I had to request them to reduce it to 5 USD because I want all my dear fellow countrymen (Indians) to read and appreciate my creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. E-Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. In print cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. First chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980357686&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward this blog page to all your Boy &amp; Girl Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980659691"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4273728709288149302?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4273728709288149302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4273728709288149302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/10/eternal-love-e-book-for-5-usd.html' title='ETERNAL LOVE’ E-Book for 5 USD!'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw4wAMtSy0c/Tqj3JonDAhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qSvXypcA7g0/s72-c/untitled.GIF' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-1967212659715189293</id><published>2011-10-17T12:25:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:25:39.043+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Capitalism</title><content type='html'>Anti-Capitalism &lt;br /&gt;17-10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-capitalist demonstrations spread over eighty countries in nine hundred and twenty one cities. They are planning demonstrations all over the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since people in the west can remember they lived with capitalism. You all are familiar with ‘hiring and firing’ system. Now what is wrong with capitalism? Is inflation and unemployment is the by product or capitalism? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly qualified youngsters are jumping jacks. They do not like to work in one place for a long period of time . Believe me most of them will ‘burnt out’ even before they reach middle age. Can they pull rest of their life with their savings? Answer is big NO. By the time they reach middle age they all had cultivated good taste in life. Going down on their knees are unthinkable for most of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In capitalism you have more opportunity for work and you are allowed to move on as you please. Nobody is holding you. You are the one holding on to your dear life (job). In capitalism how can government or corporate be held responsible for inflation and unemployment?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am more interested to know anti-capitalist agenda. How are they planning to get around the problems? Do they have clear vision or is it just another conspiracy? Give-up capitalism and bring back communism? In Berlin demonstrates urged the end of capitalism, only to bring back communism? Funny people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In communism it is the responsibility of government to provide job, shelter and food for all their citizens. Even in china with one point three billion peoples their government can not provide all these things. They are experimenting with capitalism Shag-hai and other cities. Only small country like Cuba with a population of ..........  still sucks with communism. Where are the developments in Cuba? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my quote “if you ask me whether jivan is a capitalist or communist”? I would say ...”when I had money I loved capitalism /democracy, when I had no money I loved communism. In communism you can eat, sleep and shit at the expense of government”! Long live communism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-capitalists are talking about corporate greed. Greed is the driving force in business. Without greed how can you get into fobers 500?  They also blame inflation and unemployment for capitalism.Ony a businessman can tell you about cut throat business.  Once business was market orient now it is consumer oriented.  With globalization competition became fierce.  Some of our best quality products at moderate prize are no longer available. Because of competition from abroad those factories had to close down. &lt;br /&gt;Technogial advance in working environments resulted in unemployment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who spend billions of dollars to manufactures goods want to make money. He is not here to look after your welfare.  With ever changing technologies some other day his products became outdated. If he is not going to keep in touch with modern technology he will out of business in near future. So blaming it on capitalism not a solution... Don’t ever try to ‘impress’ your relatives or our neighbour with your life style. In shot stop living for others (society) Live within means can make life simple &lt;br /&gt;Preaching comes naturally to me.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B after writing this small article I found leftover. Here it is for you... I found it difficult to merge with main article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a capitalist if I run business sure I want to make money because my money is at stake. I can not be held responsible for inflation or recession. None of the communist and Keralites will be employed at my work place. They all want their cake and eat it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my whole life I had been working (dumping garbage) for others. One day I want to work for me. I will be selling UNIVERSAL LOVE the new Bible on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Business is not only exploring new possibilities but also exploiting existing system.” One fine example is developing new soft wears etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last question. Why not all the anti-capitalists pool their resources and start MNC all or the world? It is your money, your own business and you are the boss! Who will work for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One percent of the billion controls ninety percent of the population. Even in recession time they were able to do business. Billions can not be made over night. In democratic set up how you make billions is nobody’s business. You too must try to make billions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fault I found when some of the bank / institution crumbled down due to misappropriation funds by their HOD. Government and public (investors) had bailed them out. Why? Infact it is the investors who lost most of their money. Instead of bail out they should have auctioned Bank and institutions and recovered money for the investors and should have send people responsible for misappropriation of funds to prison. White collar crime deserves punishment.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Greed, inflation and unemployment are not the result of capitalism. It is because of consumerism.  People are no longer leading simple life.  Most of them are unable to manage with their salary. With plastic money they spent more than their salary. Their life became debt ridden. It is a vicious circle. It is your greed /fault that you are not able to live within your means making you poorer. We should stop living for others. Our parents were able to manage life with their meager salary. They had to spent money on every thing like rent, on our education and food. They even taught us the value of money and &lt;br /&gt;Austerity measures still we are unable to manage our life. It is because we failed to live within our means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for gulf between rich and poor is because none of you (us) want to risk investing money by starting our own business. How can be blaming it on capitalism? If we are living in same area for a long period of time we might have noticed new shops coming in our neighborhoods. But no body remembers about closed shops. Only those who have lost their livelihood can tell you the reason for closing shop or how much money they had lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us can do business? Doing business is no kid stuff. One needs to learn business trade by experience. And not every body can be in business forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-1967212659715189293?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1967212659715189293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1967212659715189293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/10/anti-capitalism.html' title='Anti-Capitalism'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5016593453651968857</id><published>2011-10-11T07:27:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:27:14.010+03:00</updated><title type='text'>LIGHT UP SOME ONE’S LIFE.</title><content type='html'>LIGHT UP SOME ONE’S LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;11-10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSPIRE SOME ONE TO GIFT A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shatayu: True Giving&lt;br /&gt;“You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself when you truly give.” – Khalil Gibran &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India awareness about organs donation are minimum. To light up some unknown people’s life is not important for an ordinary people. We Indians usually donate organs only to our blood relatives to save their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when some one in our family dies we never think of donating organs to the unknown patient. We bury or burn body as per our ritual without harvesting vital organs. One can understand the sentimental and emotional attachment to the departed soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it is conformed his/her soul had left for heavenly adobe he / she is never gonna come back. There is only one way to keep him/her ‘alive’. That is possible if only we donate his/her organs for less fortune patient waiting for organ transplantation. Think of them, their families and their children’s plight. Will someone (usually unknown person) &lt;br /&gt; Donate vital organ to save their beloved one or should they resigned to their fate? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not fate. It is our ignorance and sentimental values are preventing us from saving some one’s precious life. In most case vital organs needs to be harvested and preserved with in one to two hours of death. For that people should be made aware of greatness of organ donations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it is not the money you receive gave you happiness. It is the thought that you were able to save some one’s precious life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here are few of my suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In all the government, major hospital and clinic should have bill board explaining the importance of donating organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Major specialty hospitals should be connected through national net work.  Status and update of availability of organs at finger tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) In India success rate of donor organs entirely depends of educating the mass also misconception through the print and E-media (T.V and Net)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When more and more people are aware of organ donation the will come forward to save some one’s life. It will also stop black marketing of vital organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Donate organ and save precious life’. ‘You’ can only make it happen. Learn more about Organ donation. HERE http://brandpotion.com/competitions/true-giving &lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B every where you see voting system. We all know about vote rigging. A voter is an ordinary person is like me jack of all trade and master of none. What for panel of judges if number of votes are more important than judges from respective field?  Judges better lick lollypops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never though of writing this article for ‘light up life’, When I went through it I understood the importance of organ donation. I thought if any of my points help their purpose then I feel I am honored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My RAM is too good. Lol. It is not what you think. It is my Random Access Memory. Once I decided to write article all I need is to down load it from my head on a bit of paper and my article is ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5016593453651968857?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5016593453651968857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5016593453651968857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/10/light-up-some-ones-life.html' title='LIGHT UP SOME ONE’S LIFE.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3923489125019135551</id><published>2011-10-09T14:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T14:44:38.518+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diwali Celebration</title><content type='html'>Diwali Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;09-10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I received E-mail from ‘Brand Portion’. Last time I had send concept for selling perfume ‘Scent of a woman’. This time they want ‘concept’ for ‘celebrating Diwali festival with light and without sound’.  I do not like the idea.  More than noise pollution one should be concerned about air pollution. Instead of writing concept for ‘celebrating Diwali festival with light and without sound’ here I am appealing to all those who celebrated Diwali festival. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1) Crackers should be used only as symbolic. Bust or Light up crackers only in minimum numbers. Highly air and noise polluting ‘Runners’ crackers with more than 10,000 busting continually for nonstop should be avoided. Domestic animals and infants are traumatized with air and noise pollution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diwali festivals start more than one week before the Diwali day. It is the only major festival celebrated all over India. We Indians burst crackers worth more than one billion rupees. Most of them want to ‘show of strength’ by busting more crackers or by burning more money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Parents should tell children more about value of money. They also tell them about the            joy of sharing and caring with less fortunate children like poor and orphans.  When you take your child to an orphanage to share gift with them your child is able to ‘see’ other side of the life. It could be a life altering experience for them. It will set them to think about those less fortunate children. They will understand ‘new’ meaning for love and affection. They will value your love and affection more than ever when they realize the plight of orphans.  Even though your child is very young he/she will understand now difficult I would be without parents. They will understand the importance of family value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying new cloths for Diwali is a must. We must donate old /new cloths to orphanage in our area. Giving gift / toys and donating money is also part of the Diwali celebration.  When donating money to orphanage make sure you receive receipt for your money that makes your money accountable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India child labor is punishable as per the law. I do not know whether children are still working in cracker making ‘factory ‘(cottage industries) someone need to check and find out. If children are employed as labor in cracker manufacturing factories the Government should put the employer behind the bars and children should be sent to school under right to education scheme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children working cracker factories (in and around SivaKasi in Tamil Nadu and other places) are from poor families. Usually their parents borrow money for high interest rate &lt;br /&gt;From cracker unit and sent their children to work for long hours with out safety or well ventilated space and without insurance coverage. Aluminum powder and gun powder when gets into the lungs of these children it will have long term effect on their health. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time these poor children’s parents can not repay their debt. They only end up paying interest. Their children became bonded labor for life.  To stop this kind of heinous crime government should act without mercy against cracker manufacturing units using children as bonded labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy fewer crackers which produce colors and not one with deafening noise. Your children may not be happy tell them every cracker will end up money in smoke.  Instead of spending few thousands of rupees for crackers   treat them with good food, gift, and cloths or take them to amusement park. Let’s celebrate and make this year Diwali memorable without fire and smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B instead of polluting air with smoke and noise I would suggest that we celebrate Diwali decorating plants and trees with low cost chines serial lamps as a mark of respect to our ‘green’ planet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3923489125019135551?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3923489125019135551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3923489125019135551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/10/diwali-celebration.html' title='Diwali Celebration'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3752300916431862177</id><published>2011-10-07T08:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T08:02:30.952+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trade Secrete Exposed</title><content type='html'>Trade Secrete Exposed&lt;br /&gt;    06-10-11     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Publishing Trade Secrete Exposed!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Dear Friends,     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This article was exclusively written for budding writers. After you graduated from budding writer you become struggling writer! Struggling to find a publisher. On net you will find millions of publishers but your book costs Real Money. No way am I discouraging budding writers here. These are facts not fictions.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ever since I started getting estimate for publishing my fictions I started comparing number of book pages and the prize of the book  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If fiction was written by a new writer with hundred page his fiction will cost Rs 100/- plus. If the leading Indian writer’s book with same number of pages it will not cost more than Rs 200/- world leading writers fiction with same hundred pages will not cost more than Rs 300/- in Indian market.  Ie if world leading author’s fiction had three hundred pages it would be impossible to sell it for Rs 900/- in India.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After you send the final manuscript publishers will send you details of cost per book. Your royalty up to 40 to 50 %! You are flabbergasted. All the profit figures will be added to your book prize. Poor reader will end up footing the bill.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Usually total costs of publishing your fiction by foreign publishers are usually around 15 or 16 USD. There seems some kind of fixation here.  Numbers of pages are irrelevant. Take for example my ‘Eternal Love sci-fi Love story with 85 pages in trade paper back cost ‘Only’ $15.99!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It seems recession had hit hard below your (foreigners) belt. My publisher had managed to sell only few copies of my fiction. Even if I bring my fiction Eternal Love into India and sell it through the leading book stores it will be impossible to sell my fiction for 15.99 USD or Rs 720/-     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My publisher had quoted 9 USD for Eternal Love E-PUB. I had requested them to sell it only for five USD because I want all my dear fellow countrymen (Indians) to read and appreciate my creative work.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After your book is introduce in the market publisher will introduce E-Book only after 60 or 90 days. Because once they introduce E-Book it will be difficult to sell book in print mode.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In Print V/S E-pub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980368093&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I wrote ....... Publishers are not generous enough. They should encourage budding and struggling writes like me. They should publish book in E-Pub first later it can be published in print mode. In E-Pub prize of the book can be decided by author. Formatting and designing cover page should not be a costly affair. Every budding writer wants their books to be sold at moderate prize. They want volume/ maximum number of reader appreciating their work. It will give them satisfaction and confidence to write better books.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am confident of selling Eternal Love in E-Pub for five USD. In future I am planning to publish my fiction only in E-Pub mode.  Out of eleven fiction I will introduce only five fictions LIFE OF LITTLE PRINCESS, LOVE ME TENDERLY &amp; KATHY I MISS YOU..., SCRIBBLING PAD and UNIVERSAL LOVE. The new religion!      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I personally feel first writers should introduce their fiction in E-Pub for moderated prize. If there is a great demand for his books he can stop E-book and go in for print.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am thinking.... how to become famous; the least notoriously famous so that I can sell my fictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Quote: You are matured when you gracefully accept failures in life.Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (Again preaching pessimism?)                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          **************      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ETERNAL LOVE.  Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives. Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love child Sandhya?     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value, love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jivan       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            *******************     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ETERNAL LOVE. Novel cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ETERNAL LOVE. Novel cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3752300916431862177?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3752300916431862177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3752300916431862177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/10/trade-secrete-exposed.html' title='Trade Secrete Exposed'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7972966568262941848</id><published>2011-10-02T14:15:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:21:57.664+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You &amp; Me P- 6</title><content type='html'>You &amp; Me P- 6&lt;br /&gt;02-10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between You and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a bachelor I was APL (above poverty line) after got married I fell below BPL (below poverty line).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our GOAT (government) says if you are earning Rs. 32/- per day; your are above poverty line.  For Rs 32/- you can not have one square meal (lunch) what about break fast and dinner? Lucky guys are those who survive on love and fresh air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you eat from push cart (mobile food shop) you need minimum Rs100/- to eat three times a day. Can any one survive with food alone? To find food one need to go for work. Bus ticket, pay rent, cooking gas, provision, pays for electricity and water.....luckily we Indians do not use toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Rupee or hundred paisa’s real worth is less than 8 paisa. So calculate the worth of Rs32/- . In India you get nothing less than 50 paisa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the criteria to set standard for BPL? How do they come to conclusion? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK or WHITE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened more than one month ago....&lt;br /&gt;Chennai U.S embassy HOD while speaking at a public function she mentioned about her rail journey. Almost about two decades ago she traveled from New Delhi to Orissa. It took more than thirty hours. At the end of her long journey she felt tired and ‘looked like a black tamilian’. Politicians and people from all over the Tamil Nadu protested. Even our chief minister asked for public apology from her.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S Embassy HOD (I forgot her name) gave her explanation through news paper. But people and politicians from Tamil Nadu want nothing short of her public apology. Fed up over the ‘incident’ she said she want to return to U.S of A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other sides of the story.Tamilans are proud of their dark (black) complexion. There are enough movies, songs and dialogs glorifying their dark complexion. There are people with name. KA-RU-PPU (black) or KA-RU-PPU CHAA- ME. (Black god) naturally those people will have dark skin. But when a foreigner made a simple comparison they all took it as ‘racist ‘remark.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my native place Kerala we do not pay much important to complexion. Because of high humidity and canopy of coconut trees all over the state most of the Keralites have better complexion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I cam and settled down here in Chennai way back in 1975 I found most of the tamilians had dark complexion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you tamilians are better than Keralites. Unlike Keralites they are not ego maniacs or Hippocrates. Keralites people constantly try to out smart you. They also enjoy false pride. Tamilians allow all religion, cast, creed to settle down here. You do not see north / south divide here. They are free and frank people. Almost down to earth. This simple quality attracts foreigner as well as people from other states of India. Comparing to all other state /cities Chennai / Tamil Nadu is safe for woman. Misbehaving with woman will attract pubic wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch any of the Tamil T.V Channels you will find maximum advertisement on fairness or skin whiting creams. I am sure now more and more tamilians want fair skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more interested in a person’s character and his gray matter (intelligence and talents).Is fair skin more important than his or her character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me character of the person is more important than his /her complexion. Do you love some one if he/she is a loose character? May be you like him/her for biological reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too like few of them for biological reason. Paris Hilton, Kim Kardhashin, Sunny Leona and Alexia xxx Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Revolution. (Jasmine Revolution) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it good or bad for west? There is no doubt there are genuine freedom loving people in the Middle East. Youngsters as well as woman long for freedom (democracy) whether they are ruled by dictator, King or sheria law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only U.S and NATO countries are helping opposition parties to achieve their goal but also enemies of U.S and their allies Like AL-Quada, Brother Hood, Taliban, war lords, tribal and terrible people read religious fundamentalist to change regime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once fighting stops and normalcy return to their country elections will be held under U.N. mandate. Most of the countries will stick to Islamic rule but not to democratic rule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing they will drive out U.S and its allies out of their soil. Like it is happing in Iraq and Afghanistan. In the long run some of the countries will be taken over by religious fundamentalists by brute force in the name of imposing Islamic law. Caught in the cross fires are freedom loving people of their own fellow country men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those religious fundamentalists will also impose restrictions on freedom of speech and any thing that is associated with democratic values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict.... regardless of their internal or external (middle east) problems one day they all will unite against west and start controlling oil or use oil as weapon against them. Before it happens west need to find ‘alternative ‘energy.   &lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7972966568262941848?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7972966568262941848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7972966568262941848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-me-p-6.html' title='You &amp; Me P- 6'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3360097008095724331</id><published>2011-09-25T16:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T16:04:00.753+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless</title><content type='html'>Shameless &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between you and me.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Linkedin there was a question. “What creativity means to you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote “Read one of my creations Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980357686&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day I got comment for my post “Shameless self promotion!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not yet replied. My reply will take more than one A-4 page. I was not annoyed nor were my feelings hurt. Here is my reasoning. It is different. Like HOT tomato chilly sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creativity is not what we claim; creativity is what others find in us. Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a creative person you want to show you creation to the whole world. For a creative person (writers, artists, painters etc) first he looks for appreciation for his work. It will give him satisfaction and confidence to excel in his respective field. But when he had to spent hundreds even thousands of USD minimum you (he) will expect to recover your expense. It is common practice for all the creative people to use social net work to promote their creative work. What is wrong with it? Without popularizing your work how do others know about your work or even sell your ‘creativity’? When you spent money to get your fiction published it is your responsibility to recover your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once publisher take money from you to publish your fiction he made his minimum profit. It is impossible for any publisher to promote the entire book they publish. If your book is too good then readers will recommend to their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are few examples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us like James Cameron’s movies. AVATAR cost him Rs 1200 cores. Ask him how much millions of USD he had spent on advertising for AVATAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian movie ROBOT was made at the cost of one hundred and sixty cores of Indian rupees. Sun movie (T.V net work) telecast ten T.V channels. They had spent sixty cores of rupees only to promote ROBOT. If any other producer had made ROBOT he would have hanged long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India it is a common practice in movie field spending quarter to one third of movie budget to promote ‘magnum opus’. History tells us hype or star value alone can not save the fate of movie. As a ‘writer’ I would say when it comes to movie it is the story concept and the way it was presented to the audience make money. There are good stories made bad movies and bad movies (story) made good money! Blame it on presentation by director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard about aggressive marketing? You will find it on T.V commercials. Ask your marketing manager for more about cut throat business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions and millions of fictions are available though the net. When your fiction got published across the seven seas how do you expect to promote your book? After spending hundreds of USD do you leave it to fate? Sorry, I am an atheist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are writers who make out a living by writing novels and fictions. In my case I wrote fictions so that some other day I would love to work for movie version of two of my sci-fi and one graphic driven horror fiction. I would like to design web page (concept) running title, design sets, and work with digital artists. I love digital manipulation and creating surrealistic look for scenes. If I recover my money it will help me to publish my other fictions buy selling ‘Eternal Love’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On most of the social net work you will find people displaying their work. It is not a shameless self promotion. How do you know about the other person’s creativity? In this material world it is also a business opportunity. You had seen book signing ceremony at the major book stores. Why? Because publisher had spent thousands of USD to market your book and they want to recover their money at any cost. Where as a ‘Chotta Motta’ writer like me trying to promote his book thorough social net work is not a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all see hundreds of advertisements all the time on news paper, T.V and movies. Do we purchase everything we ‘see’? Naturally we do not buy what we do not want or required. Most of us read book review on newspaper or net still we do not buy unless and until we like the story concept or presentation. Some time so much hype is created by the publisher for a famous author’s book. But after reading critic review we hardly feel like wasting our precious money.&lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980393372"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not see anything wrong with promoting our ‘creativity’. If we do not promote our ‘creativity’, who else will do it for us? You....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3360097008095724331?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3360097008095724331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3360097008095724331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/09/shameless.html' title='Shameless'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-780040863688568909</id><published>2011-09-24T08:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:34:34.027+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Novel cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story ( Mature) . Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN10: 1-4653-6285-1 (Trade Paperback 6x9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE .7th CHAPTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web Expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.D 2030&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.James Hayward rang up and informed my parents about my ‘operation’. My parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wept with joy. They arrived at New York in their privet plane and stayed at city hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guest room……………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History of Robo-surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROFILE PHOTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROFILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name…………………..…Robo-surgeon (R.S) ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year (model)………..... 2030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height ………………….….5ft,8in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight ……………….…40 .K.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color of eyes……..….. Light gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance.............. Human,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeleton system ………………….….Made of titanium,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin ………………………………………Made of synthetic rubber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processor. INTEL processor. R-S uses artificial intelligence to communicate with human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beings. R-S uses pulse signal to control S-2-P and other electronic equipment/gadgets. He&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take commend from supercomputer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside Robo surgeon … Intel processor, stereo camera, CPU, motherboard, PCB, chips,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;micro motors, nuts, bolts and miscellaneous items!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike man our R.-S uses his index finger or ultra frequency to operate super computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lasers light from the index finger tips activate icons and programs. Sending laser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beam once selects icons or programs. Send it twice can activate programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laser light can also be used as curser on the monitor. It is just that simple for Robo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgeon. After going through Robo surgeons profile I checked on S-2-P’s profile. S-2-P’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full-length image appeared on the right side of the screen. S-2-P was not standing there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a stupid .she was lively. She had rhythms in her movement. May be it was the work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of flash soft ware. On the left side was her profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History of S-2-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO OF S-2-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROFLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name………………………….. Sex-2-puss (S-2-P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex ……………………………...No sex Please! I am a Robo!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year/Model………………….. 2030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height ………………………....At six feet ten inches she has towering personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight ………………….…..60 .K.g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color of eye. ………………Deep Sea blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision. ………………………...Capable of seeing things in three different mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal, x-ray and thermal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ears………………………………….….Big flapping ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair……………………..............what hair? She was bald and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vital statistics……………... Sweet 42—30—42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress code… Victoria secrete …. Laced panty and Bra. Cup size. D 44 (Heavy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance…Like a wired looking creature. An octopus with a female body but she has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only six tentacle with each end formed like hand. Center of her tentacle formed like an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elephant trunk. Skin made of synthetic rubber. Color of her body is light blue metallic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability….. Capable of understanding voice commend and computer language. She has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limited vocabulary. She also had teething problem with grammar. She cannot understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unparliamentarily words. When Robo surgeon uses such words she just blinks like our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tube light. .she is capable of multitasking. No artificial intelligence but can take small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisions and also allowed to take little bit of liberty. Take commend only from Robo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surgeon. Her master’s voice! Programmed for routine agility test! She was controlled and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manipulated by Robo-surgeon. If her system malfunctions she could become a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monsterss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies…Dreaming also loves dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B. her rear hand had no specific purpose. When ever she gets confused she uses it for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratching her booty. She also uses her rear hand to pull up her panty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking” history of Robo-surgeon and S-2-P I touched on play button and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Robo-surgeon ‘bringing’ me back to life!...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S… “That was S-2-P self checking her joints for agility. Like your computer self-test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before putting into use. Her agility test fetched her perfect ten. Now she is fighting fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to take on the world! .I will introduce you to her”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robo surgeon was silent for few seconds He seems sending commands (pulse signal) to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-2-P. Adjacent room door was opened automatically. I wanted to know how it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done. I asked R.S how it can be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S … “it is simple, unlike human being we do not use thought control to operate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;electronic circuits instead we use pulse signal to control…you too can control things with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your brain power”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I… “Very interesting, then I think some other day I will become couch potato…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S… “Couch potato?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I… “ You Robots will never ever understand what is a couch potato.”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-2-P stepped into our room. She walks just like us but looks like a funny creature. As&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came towards me I got out of the chair and extended my hand to shake with her. She&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifted her trunk (center of her hand was like elephant trunk five other tentacles foamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like hand at the end.) and blessed me! I bowed my head to acknowledge her blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident remained me of getting blessing from a temple elephant. At the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamallapuram beach resort Maya gave bananas to temple elephant. It gave her same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;type of blessing. She said it was a good thing to get blessing from an elephant. She&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insisted me to get blessing from the elephant. Artificial intelligence made quantum leap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the past years .It made me think and wonder in what way we can compete with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robots. The day robots taking controls of our life is not far off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-2-P looked deep into my eyes as if seeing though me. I felt very venerable. She must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be taking my image with her different mode of vision to remember me or may be just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scanning my body. She shook my hand with all her hands! The feeling was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overwhelming. Even though it lacked human warmth I felt it was very special to me. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am sure she must have recorded my images, temperature, sensitivity and what not …I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondered. I think Robo surgeon took control of S-2-P .I could feel her grip losing in my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand. Yes, she is going back to her den. I will miss her forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After S-2-P left I went back to R-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…"thank you for giving me a new lease of life. I will tell about you to my lover."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. S…" Lover? Is it a boy or a girl "?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…"Of course. She is a beautiful girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S…" It is sad .we never had a mate! I wish I had a mate”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.” What about your mate. S-2-P?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S….”S-2-P”? My foot!” .she is an immature creature! She has NO artificial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…" It was my pleasure meeting you. Thank you, ROBO surgeon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up to go. R.S. accompanied me to door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…."You still have to perfect your gait.”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S…."Our feature generation Robo is working on it. But we will never get the agility of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human being. We envy humans…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged R.S and left for my room. It was a mind boggling experience. I knew about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;industrial Robos .But not a brain surgeon Robo. My only wish is that the Robos should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never take control of our life. We should co exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had donated two million dollar for their R &amp;D proposes .we left for India on same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy Now! https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-780040863688568909?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/780040863688568909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/780040863688568909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/09/eternal-love-7th-chapter.html' title='ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5677167184185711598</id><published>2011-09-24T08:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:32:33.484+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETERNAL LOVE. First Chapter</title><content type='html'>ETERNAL LOVE. First Chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had published my novel ‘Eternal Love’ sci-fi Love story in E-Book through XLIBRIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corporation of USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN10: 1-4653-6285-1 (Trade Paperback 6x9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature)&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives.&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in&lt;br /&gt;A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman&lt;br /&gt;with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love&lt;br /&gt;child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? 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Novel cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. FIRST CHAPTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started driving on the main high way. Road was almost deserted. Pajero started running parallel to our car. I looked through the window. They brought their car close to us. There were five youngsters in it. They were all leering at Neha. I reduced speed to allow them to over take us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After over taking my car they suddenly cut diagonally across to me forcing me to slam on breaks. We came to an abrupt halt. I wanted to know what those guys are up to. Five of those guys got out of their SUV and approached us. These guys are looking for trouble. One of the guys leaned on my car and tried to grab the car key .I flicked it even before he could get it. From the left side of the car other guy started troubling Neha. He got the look of a road Romeo. I think he could be their Boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I .... “Hi …wait you guys; what do you want? Our car or money?”(My car was fitted with GPS tracking system. car can be traced out in no time). They did not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I..."why don't you take my car and leave us alone?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo opened the left side door and pulled Neha out of the car. Neha came to her sense. He put his left arm around her neck and held her too close to him. She pleaded me to rescue her. "AJAY…. HELP…! ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...“..Look Neha. I am no Hero. Let me negotiate with him." as I got out of the car I put car key in my pant pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo told me “She is the sexiest girl ever I laid my hand; you better take your car and get lost. I promise no harm; I will drop her at your palace." he assured me by kissing on her right cheek. With his hand he felt her flat and sexy abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stated negotiating with him." Look Mr. Romeo. You just leave her alone. Take my car; it is worth more than ten million Rupees."Four other guys menacingly closed on me. One of them warned me.” Our Boss is telling you to save your life and you are telling him to get lost with your car?" Romeo dragged Neha towards his SUV. He then suddenly changed his mind. “Fix that guy and bring his car too…!" Neha put up fight with him but it was of no use. That hefty guy took care of her resistance. Not even one single patrol car was visible on the high way. Only few couple of vehicles went past us without even bothered to stop. With his right hand Romeo opened his SUV front door. Neha snatched car key and threw it into the open gutter. He gave her one good thrashing across her face. I need to manage these four guys before I could save her .I stated thinking double fast. "If I gave my car key to these guys they will take my car and escape. While Romeo searched for his car keys in the gutter I can fix him…” It was a wishful thought .A blow on my chest brought back me to life. Next punch was closing on my face; I ducked it just in time and kicked on his groin .he was holding on to his dear life and writhing in pain on the road. Once I got into the groove, it was all free for Romeos friends. I hit them black and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send out an open invitation to Romeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... “Hey. Romeo, why don’t you come over and join the fun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He released his grip on Neha. It seems he too wanted to have fun. Neha came running to me. She then hugged and kissed on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha “Aai, I never knew you could fight pretty well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…. “No. Neha. I am not a fighter. I learned Kickboxing for my self-defense. Here is my car key." I gave my car key to Neha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Romeo walked towards me in slow motion, he unzipped his leather jacket and pulled up shirt collar. Man! He got real style; let me check on his substance. Mean while his friends asked for more. I severed all of them spontaneously at free of cost. I hit them indiscriminately. It has been more than two years since I stopped practicing kickboxing. I switched on to defense mode. Instead of attacking, I want to work fast on their strategies and next move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved Neha behind me. As Romeo came near to me, he tried to punch my face. Too close....I took one-step backward and caught his wrist with my left hand and raised his hand swiftly and moved my body behind him. His arm got twisted and I folded his hand behind him. I was a deadly catch only very few can release it. He made painful sound. He tried to make me fall by locking my left leg with his right leg. I managed to elude his wits. Had I tried to push him hard by locking his right leg with my left leg he would fall flat on his face on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…“Come on, Move your Ass… you are coming with me to the police station." he begged me to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…. “O.K. on one condition, you will touch my friend's feet and ask for forgiveness for misbehaving with her .it is just that simple .O.K"? He was not happy. I raised his right arm little higher. He then agreed by saying "Aahaaaaaa.".I said that was fine. Neha was standing next to my car. With his twisted hand held by me, he had no other choice left. He bends in front of Neha and was about to touch her feet but she moved away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. “You stupid Neha! He wants to ask you for forgiveness .you just bless him ". As I further twisted his right arm he touched Neha's feet and said "Sorry ". I congratulated him. “Good boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Neha to start the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. "Romeo now you will open the back door for us .O.K? “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo interrupted me. “Sir, you promised me…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut him short ". In this condition you will come with me where ever I go. Agree…?” I further tightened my grip on his Arm." You shut your tarp and just follow my instructions, is that clear?" the pain on his face assured me of his kind cooperation .we both got into the car and Naha started driving on the main high way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…“Neha. Is this how you drive a Ferrari? Step on the gas pedal." She shifted gears in rapid session and car went cruising on the high way….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…"Naha, Take the first coming left turn; you will find police station on your right side. After you cross the police station about fifty feet you will drop us. I do not want you to come to the police station. You take my car to your place. I will get it tomorrow morning. Understood?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha... “O.K. Ajay”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had activated GPS on my cell after that I dialed Naha's number. She took her cell to answer me with out even checking the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…." It's me honey! She looked at me though the rear mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naha……" What is so funny “? She wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…. "Nothing. Dear. You are taking my cell with you; do not switch off till you reach your home .I do not want any more untoward incident happening to you till you reach your home. Now you exchange your phone with mine. “.We exchanged our cell phone with out switching it off... After we went past police station I told Naha to stop the car. I go out of the car with Romeo. I asked Naha to drive straight to her home. She hit on the straight road. Holding his arm in an uncomfortable position he seems to be an obedient boy. As we walked towards the police station with my left hand I made phone call to my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I….”Dad. I am here at K-2 police station”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad…“What happened?. Ajay “.there was shock in his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I….. “Nothing serious. I hope you will make it to the police station…" he assured me that he will be here in any moment. I put Naha's cell back into my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…. "Romeo. You listen now. You know at the police station only money and power can talk? You chose a wrong person to pick up fight. In few minutes time you will come to know of me and my power. At the police station I will do the talking. Don't ask for any more trouble. Understood "?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the police station. In front of inspector I release the grip on him. Inspector looked at me with a question mark on his face, .I introduced my self…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…" I am son of. Mr.Vishawanath Prathap Singh. CEO of Dax Air Ways…”.I held out my hand. Inspector seems bit civilized. He shook my hand. “Take your seat." he offered me chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…." Thank you, I am. Ajay. Sir, I have a small problem with this guy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspector. “Hmmmm, what happened? He inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued "After our sendoff party at Hilton hotel I was returning with my friend. These guys over took our car and forced us to stop. Four other friends of these guys forcibly tired to take way my friend's car”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspector…. “Four other guys? Where are they…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…" I left them on the high way…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile four others guys with their SUV arrived at the police station followed by high way police patrol car. Those guys were bought in front of inspector. He got up form his chair and went straight to one of the guy and thrashed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspector screamed on top of his voice." you are already wanted by us. What is all this nonsense." .he asked police to lock him behind the bar. Mean while my Dad arrived at the police station. I got up form the chair. Inspector wished my Dad. My Dad smiled at him and they shook hands. I offered my chair to Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad…." Ajay. What is all this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I….”Dad. Relax! Nothing serious. These guys stopped our car and misbehaved with Naha. I allowed Naha to take my car. I did not want her to come to police station. She will return my car by tomorrow morning".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspector asked Romeo about his details. He mentioned the name of a famous diamond jewelry shop. He requested inspector to make one phone call to his Dad, may be he wanted to show off his strength. Inspector allowed him to make phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo…“Dad. There is a big problem! I am here at K-2 police station I want you to come immediately”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be inspector does not wants to book FIR. He asked my Dad whether he wants to file the case or just warn those youngsters. I could hear the sound of car door closing. Over the cell Naha announced “Ajay. I am home!”. I took out her cell from my pocket. It seems Dad wanted to talk to her. I handed it over to Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad… "Neha…Are you safe?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neha….. Yes. Uncle, I am safe at home ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad …. “Good night Neha”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad returned her cell back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I…." fine. Naha. I will speak to you later" .I switched off her cell and put back in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo's father was a short, fat Marwari. He barged into the room. With folded hand he approached inspector. He asked his son “Khya hu- wa po-ther"? (My son what happened?). He introduced himself to the inspector. Another chair was brought for him. Inspector introduced him to my Dad. "This gentleman is the owner of Dax air ways." Romeo's father folded both hands at my Dad. My Dad acknowledges him with gentle smile. Inspector continued " You son had misbehaved with Ajay's girl friend and also tried to forcibly take away his car ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo's father stared at his direction. Behind him he noticed is friends especially the one behind the bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pointed at the guy behind the lock up room and fired at his son. “I told you several time to disassociate with that guy...” inspector informed him “that guy is a wanted man in several cases…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo's father." Vijay. You heard what inspector said. Did not I warn you several times?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father turned to my Dad. “Sir, please do not file the case. This will be the last warning for my son…" Romeo (Vijay) came to my Dad “Uncle. I am extremely sorry. I promise…." my Dad looked at me .I left my choice with my Dad. My Dad told Vijay's father “See that they do not repeat same mistake” Vijay's father thanked my Dad profusely. My Dad got up to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspector gave stern warning to Vijay." Look. Vijay just because this gentlemen forgave you I am just warning you. “I don't want any more trouble from you, failing which I will be forced to take drastic actions against you Have you understood clearly?" with his bowed head he said “yes sir, I promise no more problems from me….".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad had already moved out of the room. Vijay's father thanked inspector and left behind a sweet box. I knew it was not a sweet box; it is a cash box .may be it contained Rs.50,000 or so. He then ran after my Dad." excuse me Sir…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vijay came to me and said “I am sorry Ajay." he held out his hand for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed my left hand on his shoulder “Vijay. Change for a better tomorrow." I moved on. He followed me. I heard inspector ordering police to lockup his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the car Vijay's father was talking to my Dad. “Sir, my son got spoiled all because of his bad friends…. I am extremely sorry for the trouble caused by my son…" he then changed his topic. “Sir, I heard you are opening air lines booking office across the cities…".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad gave him his personnel visiting card “contact my office and just refer my name. Start our branch for your son and see whether he became a responsible man ". Vijay's father again folded his hand at my Dad. I wished Vijay's father “see you Uncle." and got inside our car. He waved at us. When we got home it was 12.40a.m.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Novel cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5677167184185711598?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5677167184185711598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5677167184185711598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/09/eternal-love-first-chapter.html' title='ETERNAL LOVE. First Chapter'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-2270196678844825844</id><published>2011-09-23T14:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:59:37.499+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Print V/S E-Book</title><content type='html'>Print V/S E-Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ...&amp;...Me. (Between you and me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote all my novels and fictions when I was unemployed. I remember in the beginning when I first received estimate amount of 1000 USD for publishing my novel I send request letter to the publisher. “I am an unemployed family man with responsibility!” there was an instant response from the publisher. “Estimate for publishing your novel $1000 only! Like our God made of stone my prayer fell on his deaf ears. I wrote back “if you think my novel is worth publishing Plz publish it at your expense!” He then resend estimate back to me. This was my reply “As soon as I make one thousand dollars I will get back to you...” Thanking you, yours sincerely, T.M.Jivan Lal. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishers are not generous enough. They should encourage budding and struggling writes like me. They should publish book in E-Pub first later it can be published in print mode. In E-Pub prize of the book can be decided by author. Formatting and designing cover page should not be a costly affair. Every budding writer wants their books to be sold at moderate prize. They want volume/ maximum number of reader appreciating their work. It will give them satisfaction and confidence to write better books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After receiving too many estimates for publishing my novel eternal love, now I have too Many choices. The lowest estimate will cost me Rs 20,000/-for fifty books on trial basis. And the highest estimate will cost me 6000 USD! They thought I wrote some kind of Magnum opus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘I am a family man with responsibility’! Does that sound funny to you? In India there are millions of husbands leading family life without responsibility. Yes, they live out of in- Law’s hand. They stay in in-law’s house. Their expenses are taken care by the in-laws. That was apart from money and gold (dowry) given at the time of marriage. Most of them have Stephanie (spare wife) else where. I call them ‘lucky bastards’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Indian publishers agreed to publish my fiction ‘Life of Little Princess’ life/ story for Rs20, 000. But there was one condition that I should sell fifty percent of my own book! While working for Salora International as sales cum service technician I used to sell Panasonic (Japan) office automation products. Fax, laser, dot-matrix, printers, Cordless phone and monitors. In those days Panasonic office automation products were the costliest products available in India. But I was able to convince costumer about bright features, superior technology, back up service and were able to sell their products. But how can I claim my semi-fiction ‘Life of Little Princess’ is better than any other book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the story line of ‘life of little princess’ life/story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life/story is dedicated to my daughter Sony Gudiya. Story is about our little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Globalization had changed our ordinary family life forever. An-aged father’s struggle to give his only daughter good education and a secured life. After the court battle for his daughter’s custody, will he ever live with his estranged wife? This is my first fiction and I wrote this semi-fiction with three different ending! If readers like my story line the will buy it .period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the worlds leading publishers offered me free E-Book if I publish my book in print mode. But their estimate was beyond my reach. Leading publisher will quote high prize for your book. Selling unknown authors book at high prize is not easy. Whether they sell your book or not they will make minimum profit of ten percent by publishing your book. In business parlance if you are doing business for less than ten percent profit then it is called charity business. I want to sell my fiction at moderate prize of two hundred fifty rupees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of spending Rs60000 I decided to publish ‘Eternal Love’ in E-Book. Here I have an option to control the prize of my book. I had asked for paid service for E-Book but most of the publisher refused to publish my fiction only in E-Book only. After I insisted XLIBRIS publisher agreed to publish my fiction in E-Book. When I had no Money I trusted others. Now with money I am getting published my novel as per my terms and conditions. I wrote it in very minute detail how cover page of my novel should appear like… young lovers in painting, dress code, their body language, back ground, lighting condition, color, texture, choice of my font and size… when I received reply I was disappoint!”. They wrote back” Honey, Cover page costs extra money!” I made simple cover page using M.S word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per writers’ Bible’ by hook or crook you have to sell your book. It means you have to craft story line (short synopsis) such a way that would be readers get hooked on to your book. I am not here to sell my book either by hook or crook. Read my story line. It is just that simple. My idea of selling my book, if you like my story line you will buy it. If not, don’t buy it. I still believe ‘it is not the editor or publisher decided the fate of my book. It is ‘you’ who spent money to buy my book will decide the fate of my book”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B. To change my perception I need scientific proof if not my belief should fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had published my novel ‘Eternal Love’ sci-fi Love story in E-Book through XLIBRIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corporation of USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN10: 1-4653-6285-1 (Trade Paperback 6x9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature)&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives.&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in&lt;br /&gt;A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman&lt;br /&gt;with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love&lt;br /&gt;child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value,&lt;br /&gt;love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his&lt;br /&gt;assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my&lt;br /&gt;vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. First Chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980357686&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. 7th Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474979698760&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Novel cost $ 15.99/- only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=103988&lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980368093"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980368093"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-2270196678844825844?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2270196678844825844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2270196678844825844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/09/print-vs-e-book.html' title='Print V/S E-Book'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3890164099224225615</id><published>2011-09-17T12:04:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T12:04:29.120+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PROUST Questionnaire.</title><content type='html'>PROUST Questionnaire.             15-09-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROUST Questionnaire is published in India by one of the leading national news paper The Hindu. It was always answered either by a prominent people or celebrity.  Here are my honest answers. I want each one of my readers to answer those questions honestly and save it. Years later when you read you will know how much you have changed. If you are going to publish it in your blog Plz send me link, I would like to read your honest answers.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PROUST Questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is your idea of happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is defined by our age! Happiness is a fleeting feeling which does not last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is your greatest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Dying like an orphan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Which historical figure do you most identify with? &lt;br /&gt;Sri Narayana Guru. He said “one God one religion for humanity” from theist’s point of view. I am also saying same thing from atheist point of view in my book UNIVERSAL LOVE the new religion “The day people think beyond religion based messenger of God, world would be a better place to live-in” Atheist-Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is the trait you deplore most in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Smelling Rats! It is easy for me to find fault in others or system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Which living person do you most admire?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What is your greatest extravagance?&lt;br /&gt;My late father taught me the value of money. Even though I had never saved money, I was never a spent thrift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Who is your favorite painter?&lt;br /&gt;Van Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What do you consider the most overrated virtue?&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) On what occasion do you lie?&lt;br /&gt;My old man taught me ‘passionately’ about the importance of telling truth when I was a kid. By telling truth I am not going to lose my head. I do not tell lies but I am not telling you all the whole truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What do you dislike most about your appeared? &lt;br /&gt;My asymmetrical face! I also regret that I do not have a photogenic face! But I like my character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Which living person do you most despise? &lt;br /&gt;My enemies. Who else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Which words or phrases do you most overuse? &lt;br /&gt;My own Quote “The day people think beyond religion based messenger of God, world would be a better place to live-in” Atheist-Jivan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13) What is your greatest regret?&lt;br /&gt;Not able to understand Math, English grammar and woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What or who is the greatest love of your life? &lt;br /&gt;My ‘Little Princess’ (Daughter) I am saving all my love (money) for her so that she need not struggle like me in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) When and where were you happiest? &lt;br /&gt;When I held my little daughter for first time in my arms, she was a bundle of joy. Now she is my sorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) What is your present state of mind?&lt;br /&gt;Calm as lake placid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) How would you like to die?&lt;br /&gt;In my sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What is your favorite motto?&lt;br /&gt;My own quote “The day you realize that your fate is in your own hands, you will fight to succeed in life at the cost of your own life!” Atheist-Jivan.  &lt;br /&gt;For that you need Perseverance. In my vocabulary perseverance is synonymous with lose, heart ache, endless struggle, frustrations, anger, pent-up feelings and tears for my little daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)  What is your favorite journey?&lt;br /&gt;Of course it is Life. What ever I had learned life’ lesson is from my own life. Life took me through the roller costar ride. Life had made me emotionally strong  person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3890164099224225615?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3890164099224225615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3890164099224225615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/09/proust-questionnaire.html' title='PROUST Questionnaire.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-198872363183989430</id><published>2011-09-01T08:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T08:22:36.150+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is He?</title><content type='html'>Who is Jivan?                                                                                                           22-03-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman…. G-O-A-T-C-H-A! When she was about to kiss me, I leap out like a frog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl……… Wolf in sheepskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer Engineer…….. His hard dick is good but there is virus problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technician……….. System too much vibration/ malfunctioning. He then checks with his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service manual and find possible causes. Loose nuts, blots and Connections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remedy. Tightens the nuts or rectify the defects or replace defective parts!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychiatric specialist…. After going through my gather blog. “He is on either extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is suffering from sever depression to maniac depression. He is highly qualified schizophrenics patient”. He then down Load my blog into a chip and placed inside a cover ” Highly classified document” and sealed it and put it on his attic for future Robos to analyze my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meteorological Dept….He is an interesting character. Just like our Indian climate. While&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out side, he is cold and detached, other ‘one part ‘of his body is too Hot to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jivan…………………..Who is Jivan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Incredible Jivan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, Baby. This is my autograph why don’t you write some thing about me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B I wish I were never born on this planet. I wish I was born on Pandora where friend ship and relationships are not based on money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jivan            &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-198872363183989430?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/198872363183989430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/198872363183989430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-is-he.html' title='Who is He?'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-1258723833799126618</id><published>2011-08-25T15:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T15:44:41.998+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You ........&amp;.......Me (P-5)</title><content type='html'>You ........&amp;.......Me (P-5)&lt;br /&gt;26-08-11&lt;br /&gt;You, me and assorted cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Publishers are not generous enough. They should encourage budding and struggling writes like me. They should publish book in E-Pub first later it can be published in print mode. In E-Pub prize of the book can be decided by author. Formatting and designing cover page should not be a costly affair. Every budding writer wants their books to be sold at moderate prize. They want volume/ maximum number of reader appreciating their work. It will give them satisfaction and confidence to write better books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In five years time astrologer would have predicted many good things for Aquarians. There is no change in my working / life style. My life runs with clock precision. Morning 7a.m I am on duty by 11 p.m I am back to my room. 16 hours X365 days. Nonstop. If I predict few things about you, you are likely to agree on few things with me. Here it is.... you are gorgeous, sexy, intelligent and ill tempered. Now you agree with me on three things. Right? Astrologists can not predict human life. It is your blind faith like you believe in god is forcing you to believe in astrology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My astrologer told me not to get married to her (wife). I did not get married just because I believe in an institution called legally prostitution. It is my belief in ‘success of married life depends on mutual understanding between husband and wife’. My belief was shattered by my wife who had no confidence in me. Hindus and Christian believe in astrology. Still divorce is all time high because of various reason. You will find my Postmortem report of my marriage in my ‘Life of Little Princess’ life / story. Ever though he did not predict reason he had foreseen conflict/failure in our marriage. I checked horoscope just because my mother had insisted. She is Leo and I am an Aquarian. Even I knew we are not compatible as per astrology. In ‘Broken Heart’ facts not fiction (real) I wrote about a Leo woman with golden heart. How comes my wife is diametrically opposite to her?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;‘God particle’ may not exist at all –expert. Geneva. Scientists chasing a particle they believe may have played active role in creation of the universe indicated on Monday they were coming to accept it might not exist after all.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five year ago when I wrote new religion ‘UNIVESRAL LOVE ‘ I wrote today scientist are after god particle some other day they will be after god’s testicle. ‘A thing beyond human comprehension is called god’. It is a shame scientist call ‘x’ particle as god particle. If scientists world over believe in god they should use most modern technology and sophisticated  equipments to find out what the hell is called god.  God is our savior. He should be able to save the entire problem on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we guys were young guns we do things under impulse. Salman khan had popularized six packs. He used to take off his shirts now and then on screen. I was like ‘what this guy is flaunting six packs. I had eight packs way back in 85. Now it is a fad for Indian actors to flaunt six packs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 82 to 85 I played at gym. I did not play for bulk. At 5’8’’ if I put on bulk I will look like a midget. I like fiber body with studs and flexibility of Bruce Lee. Heavy weight and less repetition for bulk and moderate weight and more repetition will give you studs and definitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work on alternative muscles. Abdomen and for other muscles. Forty five degree inclined bench I do body curl with out folded knee. I started with ten repetitions. Over the years I had raised it to 24x4 then 50x2. One of the guys at the Gym asked me how much repetition I can do without break. I was confident of doing hundred repetition of body curl.  Other guys gathered around me and started counting. By the time I finished ninety two I felt like my abdomen was broken into two pieces. When body sends pain signals it is a warning single. It is time to stop. May be there is some thing wrong or there is some internal injury.  I knew I am not going to try hundred repetitions even in my next life. As I completed my hundredth repetition every body started clapping. I too joined with them. It was bloody hell inside my abdomen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On summer holiday one heavy built guy from collage joined our Gym. He had seen my photographs from our Gym album. He came and introduced himself. He also practiced karate. We Gym guys were fans of Arnold. Like there is only one god. There only one Arnold in the is world! In those days Arnold was our inspiration. In those days only five star hotels had most modern gym. We played on ordinary weights and pulley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnold                                  Jivan&lt;br /&gt;Height.... 6’.5”                     5’. 8”.&lt;br /&gt;Chest     57”  ....................    42”&lt;br /&gt;Biceps    18” ................. my thighs 22”&lt;br /&gt;Thighs...28”..................my sexy hip 28”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to discuss Arnold’s movie, his pumping iron video was very famous. His  routine excise. Weights he uses. Like ...75 pounds for biceps curl!&lt;br /&gt;Sanjay was very much impressed with my eight abdomen studs. He used to punch on my abdomen.  One day he asked me whether I can withstand his punch on my abdomen. I though he was kidding. I said O.K and stood one foot away from the wall. Others stopped playing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took deep breath and held my breath. He made semi-squatted ... you know the way karate guys practice punch. He screamed ... YAAAAAA......... HOOOOOO...... the one bloody punch on my abdomen. I fell against the wall. When I regained my composure I waved at them. Every one clapped for me. I noticed fire flies flying out of my eyes. Had I got scared and released abdomen (air) pressure my intestine would have become chatney.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in proverbs? I do not believe in it. It does not make sense but only one proverb I had experienced in life! ‘A man without money is as good as dead!’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading my tit bits you will think why you never thought of writing what I had to say. Ditto. Several times I felt he / she writing my words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing you &amp; me just to keep in touch with writing.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980052396"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-1258723833799126618?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1258723833799126618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1258723833799126618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-p-5.html' title='You ........&amp;.......Me (P-5)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6386338269658086975</id><published>2011-08-24T14:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:32:58.697+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You ........&amp;.......Me (P-4)</title><content type='html'>You ........&amp;.......Me (P-4)&lt;br /&gt;24-08-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you read between you and me you think I have discontinuity in my thoughts. If you are a psychiatrist you have coined new name for me.  Here I am saying my opinion about certain issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an unconventional man .I do not believe in written rules nor I believe in positive or negative vibes. Just by thinking in positive your problems can not be solved. If that is the case world over people will think in positive frame of mind and solve all their problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me .pessimists. And they think in negative. They are the one who is going to survive in adverse conditions. Most of the pessimists take advantage of their situations to come up in life. They are one who evolves constantly by learning from their mistakes. Here I am not preaching about pessimism. It is only my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People preach about ‘power of dreams’. There are books about dreams and its interpretations! I want to talk about power of imagination but not dreams. Most of the creative persons use power of imagination but not dreams. We see it on our mind (visualization) before we put it on piece of paper. Whether it is writing fictions, poems, paintings, designing, direction (it is called working script).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dreams only give you fleeting effect. You may not be able to recreate dreams. Where as while imaging you can edit/modify. If it involves shooting movie scenes from novel you can visualize scenes any number of times. It can save you time and money by ‘redesigning ‘set or modifying scene on your mind! That is the power of imagination / visualizations.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Day dreams are also possible. Like you romance with some one you love/like. But in reality she hates you! She is in love with your enemy! Naturally you consider her as your enemy. But you would love to hate her. In that case you can do few things...&lt;br /&gt;You can personally meet her for one last time. Say “So-Ha.... So-Ha...” and sprinkle water on her face and sing our old sad song” where ever you are..... Be happy” and try to find solace in drinks or drugs. It should give you happiness because her happiness is your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Hazare introduced Lok pal (Anti corruption bill) with good intentions. It was hijacked by BJP, VHP and RSS and gave it communal color. They started singing “Sara jahan say acha...” this antagonized Muslim community one of their cleric asked Muslims not to support Anna Hazare. According to him praising mother land is against Islam!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule cast and schedule tribe (lower cast) also refuses to participate. Their HOD Mayavathi is busy erecting her statue all over her state at the cost of more than two thousands cores of rupees! Here mantra..? Uplifting and empowering poor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of my article I wrote “anti corruption bill should include president, prime minister and all other comes under the land of law”. Here our congress government does not want our prime minister under anti corruption bill. Why? Congress government submitted pipe down version of anti corruption bill called JOCK PAL. It is not acceptable for Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you the reason. In 2G spectrum scam government lost one point seven six lakhs of cores Indian rupees. Kick back alone fifty thousand cores! 2G spectrum needs (prime ministers office approval and prime minister Man Mohan Singh would have signed it. Right? Whether knowingly or unknowingly he is responsible and part of corruption.  Under the law ‘ignorance ‘is also an offence. Let’s see how Supreme Court is going to prosecute Our P.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Hazare’s seconded inning should start with reservation issue. Reservation for school / collage and job should be based on economic criteria. It should never be based on religion, cast or creed. All the people from the low cast will oppose it with tooth and nail. They are one enjoying the privilege. Forward and other back ward cast are the worst suffers.  Poor people are there in higher cast as well as in lower cast. If reservation is based on economic criteria every body will benefit regardless of religion, cast and creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all thought India is a poor country. We poor people are living in rich country. Where else you pay Rs 65/- for one liter of petrol? (One USD+Rs46/-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Indians wash (work in private companies) dirty linen for meager amount of salary (when compared to our living costs). I had been trying to work for me for the past five years. I am unable to set time frame. But I will try to succeed in my endeavor. &lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6386338269658086975?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6386338269658086975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6386338269658086975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-p-4.html' title='You ........&amp;.......Me (P-4)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3463260018049102998</id><published>2011-08-20T09:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T09:33:35.053+03:00</updated><title type='text'>MAA.... (Mammy)</title><content type='html'>MAA.... (Mammy)        20-08-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHXviZ3FH2E/Tk9VFJj2ItI/AAAAAAAAAaA/YrqvkQapML0/s1600/scan0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHXviZ3FH2E/Tk9VFJj2ItI/AAAAAAAAAaA/YrqvkQapML0/s400/scan0048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ... “Today I do not have a home, No I pad, No I phone. But what do you have?”&lt;br /&gt;You... “I have my mother with me”&lt;br /&gt;I ....” I do not have my mother with me” She is the one who told me to move out of house when I was unemployed. After my wife left me with my only daughter I gave-up job. Mummy’s bachelor brother retired from military engineering service and settled down with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been working ever since I was eighteen years old just after completing my diploma in A/C&amp;Ref. in those days my father used to tell me to save my money in the bank. I never listen to him. I give half my salary to mum and my half I will spend it on good cloths, movie and foods. She spent my money on provision and other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my father died of heart attach in ’89 I had to spent money on everything. My brother and sister also gave money to Mum. But they did not want to keep Mum with them. Mum has got a habit of fiddling in their family affair. They do not want mother to poke her nose in their family matter. After I got married only I came to know my mother’s way of manipulating other’s to her advantage. My mother is selfish; she tells enough lies, sarcastic and suspects every one. It was part of her medical problem so we kids never took it seriously. When our servant does not turn up I do the cooking, washing, sweeping and moping. It was part of my life style! Unfortunately my wife also tells lies, sarcastic and does not trust me. My mom and my wife could not get along. It only made my life more miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was schizophrenia patient .we had taken her for treatment for several times. It happens once in five years! There are early warning symptoms. She sits and brood. She become very quite. She may not respond properly. Some time she recite poem or sing songs from her school days or she goes non stop talking. But she was never a violent patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicines. Mellaril, Largatil, sleeping pills.... if we normal people take 500mg Mellaril we will never come back to life! It is one of the most powerful medicines. After taking medicine she will sleep like a wooden log for more than 48 hours. Her breath and heart beat become very feeble. The sight is very scary. Some of us will be always around her bed side. In her ‘sleep’ we feed semi-liquid food. My sister will give her sponge bath.  When she comes around after three days she can not recollect any thing. She had lost three day in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever I hear about new medical problem I read more about its symptoms and make sure that I am not suffering from it. Do you have this kind of unknown phobia?&lt;br /&gt;Autism, Aids, Schizophrenia, Dementia, Alzimeir, Arthritis, Sodalities... every body thought Schizophrenia was hereditary. Recently doctors had concluded schizophrenia is not hereditary. What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother should not have worried unnecessarily to become mentally sick. In old age what you should be worried about? You should be only worried for a place to sleep, food, cloths and medicines if you have medical problem. We children were providing all these things. Still she falls sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father had only one wish for old age that he should not became burden of us. After he finished all his Karma (duty as a father, to get married off all his children) he was planning to go to Rishikesh and spent his rest of days as a saint. But before that he died of heart attach. Even I like his idea. In old age we should never become burden for our own family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we Indian Men are mama’s kids. We experience first love and affections from our mother. She serves tasty food. When our father beat us she protects us. She takes most of the beating.... we grow-up men do not cry after our mother. MAA... MAA.... that you will see it only on our third rated Hindi movies. Our mother is very special. Her place is in our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mother asked me to move out I did not think too much. I know now her brother (my uncle) will take care of her needs. Without a job I should not became burden for them. I moved out of the house..... My eldest sister spoke to my elder sister in Kerala and she took my mother to our native place. She is a kind hearted woman she will take care of my mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you realize you are your own you do not count number of failures. You will only think ways to win mother of all battle called life. My life depends of winning this crucial battle.&lt;br /&gt;Here in India you are successful if only you have money and fame.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am chasing a mirage.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;jivan    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between You &amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theist in desperation will call out all his god. KRISHANA...RAMA... GOPALA.. GOVINDA... GO-IN-THA.....GOOOO-IN – THAAAAAAAAA..... (Different avatars of Hindu god) none of his gods will come to rescue him. &lt;br /&gt;My conscience (a small inner voice) tells me “I will be there for you....” it will not solve any of my problems. But it will pacify my chaotic mind. &lt;br /&gt;“I will be there for you.....” Athiest-jivan&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/2399139555893910199-3463260018049102998?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3463260018049102998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3463260018049102998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/08/maa-mammy.html' title='MAA.... (Mammy)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHXviZ3FH2E/Tk9VFJj2ItI/AAAAAAAAAaA/YrqvkQapML0/s72-c/scan0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8483696206557185940</id><published>2011-08-15T15:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:29:28.087+03:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU &amp; ME. (P-3)</title><content type='html'>YOU &amp; ME. (P-3)                                                                      15-08-11&lt;br /&gt;Between you &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew without spending money to publish my fiction I will not become a writer. It is not that I want to be a writer! My purpose on this planet is to prove others that they are wrong! Writer and creative people are not different kind of species. They are people like you and me. We think of ‘concept’ and write fictions or present our talent. I want to present my fiction using visual medium (movie). After that I want to play atheist ‘God’ in India. When I play atheist god in India all other atheist will become demi-god or dummy god. Here god means absolute power. All mighty! For that I need tons of money. I do not have leadership quality or organizing skill. But I will try. There is no harm in trying.&lt;br /&gt;Failure is part of my life. I do not take it seriously. I take it as learning process. It helped me to evolve. Infact I learned most of my life’s lesson by making mistakes. Usually I learn by trial and error method. I will try with my UNIVERSAL LOVE .The New Religion. (From atheist point of view) I think my ways of reasoning are different from other atheists.&lt;br /&gt; 	&lt;br /&gt;When I was a small kid I remember other small kids goes WAAAAAAAAHAAAA.....&lt;br /&gt;That too without any apparent reason. I even asked my mum whether I used to cry like that. She told me that I was not a crying bum. I was a happy kid. But on my blog you will find me finding fault with all most everything as if I am Mr. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sucker is born in every second. True. When you open your e-mail you will find dozens suckers (spamsters) on your spam folder. Even you ‘report spam /delete millions of times again and again same spam letters appears on you spam folder. &lt;br /&gt;Those soft ware engineers are not creative people. They do not have idea. They should program such a way that once you click on ‘report/delete ‘spam it should send back to the senders. After that every time spamsters try to send spam letter to you either it should not reach you .like blocking or still better it should bounce back to him like a ball. Spamsters are likely to send millions of spam letters all over the world. When it all started to bounce back to him he will stop sending spam letters. Every few people in this world think like Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are taking me no where. I do not get self motivated. If at all I am going to go places it is because of my anger, frustrations and pent-up feeling. These are my driving forces .believe me groping in the dark for more than five long years is no fun. It is madding. I will use my madness to go places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To day I am a free sprit. I will resist temptation. I don’t want to fall head over heels (in love) it will dampen my sprit.  One day ‘emperor without cloths’ will return to battle field to claim his pound of flesh. That day is not far off....tick...tick....tick....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting though S.S.L.C was very tough way back in ’75. If you fail you have to rewrite the entire subject again to get through. I had failed in English and math. Only in ’77 they introduced compartmental system that means you can write only failed subject and go to junior collage. By the time I finished my privet diploma in A/C&amp;Ref and started working. Recently while reading about brain I found my brain is wired wrongly! It was not designed to learn English grammar, math and woman! I am only using right side of my brain. Logical thinking is not possible. &lt;br /&gt;Ie. XxY eseeeequll (that is how we Indians pronounce) to XY. Why? To me it does not make sense! One coconut and one mango will not become one cocomango. It is still one coconut and one mango. While teaching math my brother and sister found out that I had only clay inside my head. They were the last one to find out. An intelligent person use both side of his brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woman? Scientifically speaking like ‘wild animals’ ‘we’ are programmed to co-exist in harmony. Scientists will take ages to approve my new theory. Only last year scientists agreed with me ‘chicken came first!’ Shame. Remember in the beginning of universe ‘we’ used to sleep around. And all our children played together. As man ‘evolved’ he put restriction on our ‘sleeping’ pattern. If you want to sleep with some one special you should get married to her. ‘O’ DOG! WHAATTTA PAIN! NO GAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the back cover page of my novel you will find ‘About Me... ‘I am a service Er by profession! Blah...Blah....  That is because there are bums out there .They think a service technician can not write family story, love story, sci-fi, horror ,political thriller, lesbian love, erotic (pure porn )etc. if you are a creative person you will know your qualification has nothing to do with our creativity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service Er? It was not my fault that I became service engineer. Way back in 1999 our present prime mister Mr. Man Mohan Singh introduced liberalization policies.  A pet name given for globalization.  Then our employer promoted us to service engineer. The change was only in our designation. Remuneration and prick remains same.Lol. Our local thugs (extortionists) who extract money from petty shop became ‘collection executive!’ Even some of the multinational banks employed ‘collection executive’ to collect money from defaulters. Apart from their salary they also get ‘cutting’ (commission) for collecting money from defaulters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I stumbled upon one article. It was written by a female writer. We have to keep our gender difference or else ‘we’ become ‘shemale’ writer. She says ‘there are people who write badly about India and Indians on blog. I appreciate her concern and her patriotism. &lt;br /&gt;I was under the impression that she happens to read some of my articles especially Indian and Kerala mentality from my blog. I know I had sent enough negative vibes.&lt;br /&gt;Now let me write some good things about India. &lt;br /&gt;If you are a foreigner came and settles down here in India. When you compare living cost with our country you will find Indian is the cheapest place on earth to live. &lt;br /&gt;Every nook and corner you will get our favorite country liquor. &lt;br /&gt;The cheapest commodity available here is flesh. Religion, cast, creed no bar. All are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;We Indian love sycophancy .we treat ‘white ‘people with special care. At your service madam!&lt;br /&gt;Other things I will add on later. I am feeling sleepy. It is 1.32Am. What is ‘your’ time now?  It is ‘incredible India’ you have to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing articles on my blog editing, proofreading and polishing is not part of my writing. At times you will find me swallowed few words here and there or I might not have applied brain. &lt;br /&gt;How do I know whether I am right or wrong unless you correct me?&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-8483696206557185940?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8483696206557185940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8483696206557185940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-me-p-3.html' title='YOU &amp; ME. (P-3)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8390342511777963402</id><published>2011-08-02T12:46:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T07:56:32.388+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You...&amp;... Me (P-2)</title><content type='html'>02-08-11&lt;br /&gt;Between you and me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago I went through an article called ‘Genre-Bender ‘by Jai shree misra. She is a writer she also takes class for creative writing. She says ‘A fiction is either commercial or literary. Be it crime, thriller, chick – lit, lad lit, horror, sci-fi, romance, historical novel, sagas. In her own words....’ one can not slip from one genre to another within one book’. She is yet to read my novel ‘Eternal Love’. Eternal love is a love story. I had to bring lover boy Ajay back to life using futuristic technology so, my love story became sci-fi love story. What about sub plots? Love, romance, sex songs, fights, family values and sentimental. When you mix all these ingredients in right proposition you have a whole some entertainer called Eternal Love. With Eternal Love I had proved that you do not have to get stuck with genre. You can sell genre-bender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can not rewrite history then you create History! Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do read critic review of books in our news paper on Sundays. ‘The final testament of the holy bible’.  I wonder how comes such books got published. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Novel ‘Eternal Love (mature) contains explicit love making scenes. Lovers are supposed to make love. Right? Other than one night stand sex is not important, sex is only part of the story. I had no idea how much sex is permitted in print and electronic (E-Book) media. I do not want my novel to end up like a pornographic literature. When I wrote she performed fellatio on me. There is nothing wrong in it. But when I wrote how she performed fellatio in minute details it became bit of pornographic literature. Funny is not it? Like wise if I write Vulva, grafenberg spot, labia majora, labia minora, scrotum, glans penis etc some one out there will check with Google if not with medical journal. ‘We’ writers are good at describing anatomical part of human body. I was worried my novel falling under pornographic literature. There is no way I can find out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Indian literature Mela was held at Thiruvandhapuram. I got a chance to read article about it from our newspaper. One of the books called ‘Zero Degree’ was termed as pure porn by a critic.  I went to near by sky walk (shopping mall) and bought one book. I only wanted to know how far sex is permitted in Indian print media. Author had published some of his ‘work’ in a book. He has used filthy words and abusive languages in it. Some of his poems, in few places he had filled up with irreverent topic. He might have copied if from wikipedia.  Like time taken by sun light to reach earth etc. some of the famous quotes from great people, there is also about slum life in that book. Shit life. A life worst than a worm’s life in a gutter. Nauseating. On the back cover page you see comments by the publisher. Dropping of big names! Big deal! Asdfgf, Lkjhj, Qwertr, Poiuyu, Zxcvbv, Mnbn. It only means author used to read books written by famous writers. After reading zero degree you will think how come this book got published. It is not that I had wasted Rs 315/- it was one of the professional trash written by well know editor and writer! Now find out his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my fictions are trash. My fictions only need professional editing or polishing.&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;People say our conscience is our god. I also say our conscience should be able to guide us. But there is a catch. Since when ‘we’ became wise? Our conscience was not developed when we were a kid. As we grow old ‘we’ feel the presence of our conscience. We interact with our self! Our conscience should tell you what is morally right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things can over rule our conscience like under the impulse, basic instinct, and peer pressure, greed, under the influence or drinks or drugs. I think it all depends on how much power and control your conscience has over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually a theist think’ what is beyond human comprehension became god!’ we atheist do not think like herds (theist). We study or try to understand such natural phenomena. We do not worship nature or scientific technology. We study and try to understand how system works. Only people who think irrationally pray god, nature and any thing beyond human comprehension. &lt;br /&gt;Ashiest –Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B when I want to say something about 'something' I will write it in' between you and me'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-8390342511777963402?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8390342511777963402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8390342511777963402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-me-p-2.html' title='You...&amp;... Me (P-2)'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-230957201286871268</id><published>2011-07-22T14:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:34:58.295+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETERNAL LOVE s/f Love Story</title><content type='html'>ETERNAL LOVE . s/f Love Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/product/ebook/eternal-love/16315453"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had published my novel ‘Eternal Love’ sci-fi love story (mature) through LULU.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Eternal Love’ Sci-fi love story (mature) cost only six U.S dollars. My Novel ‘Eternal Love’ is not a sci-fi comedy like Indian movie ROBOT or RA- One. I had used futuristic technology to bring lover boy back to life in A.D 2030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE. Sci-Fi Love Story. (Mature) Copy right registered. All rights reserved. No parts of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a Retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, Photocopying, recording, using electronic media or otherwise, without the prior Permission of the author.&lt;br /&gt;© Jivan&lt;br /&gt;Published by&lt;br /&gt;Jivan Lal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives.&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman&lt;br /&gt;with grown-up son of Ajay’s age. Will they become lovers again? What happened to their&lt;br /&gt;only love child Sandhya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value,&lt;br /&gt;love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his&lt;br /&gt;assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fiction is like watching movie. Today it is my&lt;br /&gt;vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;Yours eternally!&lt;br /&gt;Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available HERE http://www.lulu.com/product/ebook/eternal-love/16315453&lt;br /&gt;Mature content. Sexplosive material. NOT suitable for Kids below 18 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About me&lt;br /&gt;I am a service Er by profession. I have written novels and fictions. My ability is to write realistic fictions in different genre. Life/story, family fiction, Sci-Fi, action thriller, political thriller, lesbian love, erotic, horror and also about a new religion! UNIVERSAL LOVE .The New Religion! &lt;br /&gt;Visit my blog http://jivadax.blogspot.com/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE&lt;br /&gt;A LOVE STORY based on SCIENCE FICTION&lt;br /&gt;(Mature)&lt;br /&gt;Author- Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample &lt;br /&gt;A.D 2030 &lt;br /&gt;Dr.James Hayward rang up and informed my parents about my ‘operation’. My parents wept with joy. They arrived at New York in their privet plane and stayed at city hospital guest room……………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History of Robo-surgeon. &lt;br /&gt;PROFILE PHOTO.&lt;br /&gt;PROFILE &lt;br /&gt;Name…………………..…Robo-surgeon (R.S) …… &lt;br /&gt;Year (model)………..... 2030. &lt;br /&gt;Height ………………….….5ft,8in.&lt;br /&gt;Weight ……………….…40 .K.G.&lt;br /&gt;Color of eyes……..….. Light gray.&lt;br /&gt;Appearance.............. Human, &lt;br /&gt;Skeleton system ………………….….Made of titanium,&lt;br /&gt;Skin ………………………………………Made of synthetic rubber. &lt;br /&gt;Processor. INTEL processor. R-S uses artificial intelligence to communicate with human beings. R-S uses pulse signal to control S-2-P and other electronic equipment/gadgets. He take commend from supercomputer.&lt;br /&gt;Inside Robo surgeon … Intel processor, stereo camera, CPU, motherboard, PCB, chips, micro motors, nuts, bolts and miscellaneous items!&lt;br /&gt;Unlike man our R.-S uses his index finger or ultra frequency to operate super computer. The lasers light from the index finger tips activate icons and programs. Sending laser beam once selects icons or programs. Send it twice can activate programs. &lt;br /&gt;Laser light can also be used as curser on the monitor. It is just that simple for Robo-Surgeon. After going through Robo surgeons profile I checked on S-2-P’s profile.&lt;br /&gt;S-2-P’s full-length image appeared on the right side of the screen. S-2-P was not standing there like a stupid .she was lively. She had rhythms in her movement. May be it was the work of flash soft ware. On the left side was her profile. &lt;br /&gt;History of S-2-P&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO OF S-2-P&lt;br /&gt;PROFLE.&lt;br /&gt;Name………………………….. Sex-2-puss (S-2-P).&lt;br /&gt;Sex ……………………………...No sex Please! I am a Robo!!. &lt;br /&gt;Year/Model………………….. 2030.&lt;br /&gt;Height ………………………....At six feet ten inches she has towering personality.&lt;br /&gt;Weight ………………….…..60 .K.g.&lt;br /&gt;Color of eye. ………………Deep Sea blue.&lt;br /&gt;Vision. ………………………...Capable of seeing things in three different mode. Normal, x-ray and thermal &lt;br /&gt;Vision.&lt;br /&gt;Ears………………………………….….Big flapping ears.&lt;br /&gt;Hair……………………..............what hair? She was bald and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Vital statistics……………... Sweet 42—30—42.&lt;br /&gt;Dress code… Victoria secrete …. Laced panty and Bra. Cup size. D 44 (Heavy!).&lt;br /&gt;Appearance…Like a wired looking creature. An octopus with a female body but she has only six tentacle with each end formed like hand. Center of her tentacle formed like an elephant trunk. Skin made of synthetic rubber. Color of her body is light blue metallic.&lt;br /&gt;Ability….. Capable of understanding voice commend and computer language. She has limited vocabulary. She also had teething problem with grammar. She cannot understand unparliamentarily words. When Robo surgeon uses such words she just blinks like our tube light. .she is capable of multitasking. No artificial intelligence but can take small decisions and also allowed to take little bit of liberty. Take commend only from Robo-surgeon. Her master’s voice! Programmed for routine agility test! She was controlled and manipulated by Robo-surgeon. If her system malfunctions she could become a monsterss! &lt;br /&gt;Hobbies…Dreaming also loves dancing!&lt;br /&gt;N.B. her rear hand had no specific purpose. When ever she gets confused she uses it for scratching her booty. She also uses her rear hand to pull up her panty.&lt;br /&gt;After checking” history of Robo-surgeon and S-2-P I touched on play button and watched Robo-surgeon ‘bringing’ me back to life!...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S… “That was S-2-P self checking her joints for agility. Like your computer self-test before putting into use. Her agility test fetched her perfect ten. Now she is fighting fit. Ready to take on the world! .I will introduce you to her”.&lt;br /&gt;Robo surgeon was silent for few seconds He seems sending commands (pulse signal) to S-2-P. Adjacent room door was opened automatically. I wanted to know how it was done. I asked R.S how it can be done. &lt;br /&gt;R.S … “it is simple, unlike human being we do not use thought control to operate electronic circuits instead we use pulse signal to control…you too can control things with your brain power”&lt;br /&gt;I… “Very interesting, then I think some other day I will become couch potato…”&lt;br /&gt;R.S… “Couch potato?”&lt;br /&gt;I… “ You Robots will never ever understand what is a couch potato.”.&lt;br /&gt;S-2-P stepped into our room. She walks just like us but looks like a funny creature. As she came towards me I got out of the chair and extended my hand to shake with her. She lifted her trunk (center of her hand was like elephant trunk five other tentacles foamed like hand at the end.) and blessed me! I bowed my head to acknowledge her blessing! This incident remained me of getting blessing from a temple elephant. At the Mamallapuram beach resort Maya gave bananas to temple elephant. It gave her same type of blessing. She said it was a good thing to get blessing from an elephant. She insisted me to get blessing from the elephant. Artificial intelligence made quantum leap over the past years .It made me think and wonder in what way we can compete with robots. The day robots taking controls of our life is not far off.&lt;br /&gt;S-2-P looked deep into my eyes as if seeing though me. I felt very venerable. She must be taking my image with her different mode of vision to remember me or may be just scanning my body. She shook my hand with all her hands! The feeling was overwhelming. Even though it lacked human warmth I felt it was very special to me. I am sure she must have recorded my images, temperature, sensitivity and what not …I wondered. I think Robo surgeon took control of S-2-P .I could feel her grip losing in my hand. Yes, she is going back to her den. I will miss her forever.&lt;br /&gt;After S-2-P left I went back to R-S. &lt;br /&gt;I…"thank you for giving me a new lease of life. I will tell about you to my lover."&lt;br /&gt;R. S…" Lover? Is it a boy or a girl "?&lt;br /&gt;I…"Of course. She is a beautiful girl."&lt;br /&gt;R.S…" It is sad .we never had a mate! I wish I had a mate”!&lt;br /&gt;I.” What about your mate. S-2-P?&lt;br /&gt;R.S….”S-2-P”? My foot!” .she is an immature creature! She has NO artificial Intelligence”.&lt;br /&gt;I…" It was my pleasure meeting you. Thank you, ROBO surgeon.”&lt;br /&gt;I got up to go. R.S. accompanied me to door.. &lt;br /&gt;I…."You still have to perfect your gait.”. &lt;br /&gt;R.S…."Our feature generation Robo is working on it. But we will never get the agility of the human being. We envy humans…" &lt;br /&gt;I hugged R.S and left for my room. It was a mind boggling experience. I knew about industrial Robos .But not a brain surgeon Robo. My only wish is that the Robos should never take control of our life. We should co exist.&lt;br /&gt;Dad had donated two million dollar for their R &amp;D proposes .we left for India on same day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a phoenix my dreams took wings...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B Plz Mass mail blog letter to all your friends, &lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-230957201286871268?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/230957201286871268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/230957201286871268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/07/eternal-love-sf-love-story.html' title='ETERNAL LOVE s/f Love Story'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7176234172262957736</id><published>2011-07-17T16:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T16:47:30.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You ...&amp; ...Me.</title><content type='html'>You ...&amp; ...Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&amp;Me . (Between you and me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, friends.&lt;br /&gt;How are you doing? How is life up there? I hardly get a chance to talk to you all. Other than my routine work nothing happing in my life. I would like to share some of my thoughts with you all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think I got maximum number of estimate for publishing my fiction. I now know if I do not spent money to publish my fiction my fiction will gather dust so I started saving peanuts. In couple of month’s time I will publish my short novel ETERNAL LOVE. Sci-fi love story (mature). NOT suitable for KIDS below 18 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was boring so I thought since I am not going to write my biography why not my future readers know something about me and my life. I happen to write few articles about my life on my blog.  Copy, paste, edit, proof read and polish. It was that simple. Yes, my life/story LIFE OF LITTLE PRINCES (semi-fiction) was only 17-A pages in M.S word. Now it is 33-A-4 Pages long. We all have history (past) and no history is same. I promise my semi-fiction ‘life of little princess’ will not be a boring one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I checked for local publisher though internet and found one Chennai based author cum publisher. He is also doing translation work. I made appoiment with him and personally met him at his resident along with the print of ‘life of little princess’. I told him no publisher is willing to publish fiction without paying their ‘asking’ (estimate) money. He said he will read my fiction before saying anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had good discussion. After reading short synopsis of all my fiction at the end ‘little princess’ he said he liked some of my story concept. He wanted to know how I was able to write different genre fiction. I told him that I first think of story concept. It could be a simple word or even an image which I had seen in my mind. BROKEN HEART. (Horror) I gave life and special characters and later I develop subplots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The write is a senior citizen. He wrote few novels and ‘got ‘it published. He agreed with me by saying that most of the publisher ask for money to publish fiction. If out there any budding writers are reading my articles please note. Save money before you even think of writing fiction.  He showed me one big book. It had more than 700 pages. Package, formatting and cover page looks good. He himself edited and proof read. Book was &lt;br /&gt;Professionally written and presented. He had spent Rs.100000’/-one USD = Rs 47-/- for 500 books. I asked for short synopsis of his book. He said if partition was not taken place in India, what would have happened? His imagination ran berserk No wonder he could only one hundred books. Ress of the books are gathering dust on his loft. He proudly told me that had send one copy to one our ex –prime minister who gave him great review for his wild imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you foreigner  you can not imagine what would have happened if partition had not taken place in India. As per his imagination Late Mohammed Jinha will take care of present Pakistan. (I would like to add including our Jammu-Kashmir) and our late JawaharLal Nehru will rule India. In such scenario what would have happened? Let me run my imagination. It is no jock. In Pakistan they them self can not get along. Shias and Sunnis, pathans, tribes and terrible people like Taliban and Al-Quada. Ethnic and sectarian violence. Free for all. These people built religious school all over India and convert Hindus and Christians into Muslims. They will also convert all the religious fanatics into jihadists and send suicide bombers to Europe and U.S to wage holly war. (9/11, 7/7) in return U.S, Europe or NATO countries will fight ‘some one’s ‘dirty war in India. India will be branded as terrorist country.  Even with available proof in international terrorism either U.S or European countries are yet to declare Pakistan as state sponsoring terrorist country. Thank DOG! I never wrote such comic book. I can only sympathize with him for having lost money by publishing such comic book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two week I asked him about his opinion about ‘life of little princess’. He said my characterization in my book is not good! After adding subplots to my main fiction now ‘little princess’ is 33 A-4 pages long. With subplots my life starts at seven to till I turned fifty. My little princess (daughter’s) life starts from the time she was born till she gets married and gave birth to a baby girl. (My daughter is only eight years old now). My day to day life with my wife was written in detail and he says characterization in my book was not good!  No problem he looked for professional touch in my life/story (semi-fiction) and I told semi-realistic fiction. Original fiction starts with my bachelor life. It had only 17-A-4 pages long. Only forty percent of the fiction is real and six percent fiction. After developing with subplots now it is sixty percent real and forty cent fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishing my fiction in print mode is too expensive for me. So I decided to publish my &lt;br /&gt;Short novel ETERNAL LOVE in E-Book mode. I searched for some one who can convert (format) my fiction into E-book through internet. In India only few people are doing it. All of them are doing it for publishers only. They will not do just one book alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last one of the publishers was willing to do my fiction in E-Book. He asked me to sent full manuscript. They then send me their condition. They want selling right of my fiction for movie.  My left foot! My right foot is reserved for my wife. The day I make enough money I will call my wife and give her one time settlement (no alimony) and kick her ass for taking away my only “Little Princess’. Having lost everything in life kicking her ass should give me happiness and satisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote ETRNAL LOVE in filmy style. It is easy to read and visualize scenes. If you read eternal love you will know it is movie stuff. I have international copyright with me. How can he sell my creation for movie production? I shot back my conditions. I have copy right with me I only got the right to sell it for movie .you are allowed to publish it. That was the end of the chapter. SUCKER IN THE NAME OF PUBLISHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not just money alone. Having worked as sales cum service technician I had always given value added service to my entire customer. I want to work as creative director for movie version of eternal love for free. Movie version of eternal love is for global audience. As a writer I do visualize scenes frame by frame. It will give ample scope for me to show case talent as creative director. Like running title, designing operation theater, from the time of Ajay’s death to till he was brought back to life in A.D 2030, Spectacular plane crash, and video game of Alien V/S Predator scenes. Basically it is designing set, assisting director, SFX, Animatronics and CGI artists. Why should I give up my life time opportunity by allowing to sell my fiction by publisher? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then put my problem in Linkedin forum to publish or formatting of my fiction. Most of the foreign book publishers are offering Free E-book publishing if you publish your fiction in print mode. I could not afford to spend so much money for my fiction. E-book is the most economical way of publishing your fiction. You can see the ‘response’ before you think of publishing your fiction in print mode.  One of the foreigners offered me his service but sending money abroad with out credit card is very difficult in India that is the reason I had to decline his offer.  Then one guy from India offered to convert my fiction for e-book. I checked his web site. In his profile photo he looks like civilized man with impressive resume. He asked me to send full manuscript. I wrote my requirements. I only want my fiction to format it for AMAZON kindle. In fact Amazon had given free tools to format fictions. I found it difficult to format. Besides I do not want to format it in E-book by trial and error method. If not formatted properly then readers will not be able to read it. Besides I do not want them to loose money. So I had sent all necessary Amazon links to him. He used to be around the clock on net. I had send chat message and emails to him asking to send estimate for formatting my fiction. So that I can send demand draft on his company’s address. Now he is no more responding to me. He even turned off gmail indicator into invisible mode. People acts funny here. He is yet to send estimate or respond to me. On net you never know who is a sucker or cheat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think why it is always happing to me? I am not a bad man. I am a very privet person. I do not meddle in others affair. Why me?  Do I look like a fool? Take a closer look at my profile photo.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7176234172262957736?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7176234172262957736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7176234172262957736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-me.html' title='You ...&amp; ...Me.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7088518413713802971</id><published>2011-07-06T18:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T18:40:17.611+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jasmine Revolution.'/><title type='text'>Jasmine Revolution.</title><content type='html'>Jasmine Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07-07-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine revolution took place in Egypt. It rapidly spread to neighboring countries. We the freedom loving people from all over the world welcome change in the Middle East. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also equally worried that in the long run there is a possibility of Islamic extremist or terrorist organization taking control of their country. Now revolution is taking place for democracy. For the sake of democracy even banned organization like Brother Hood in Egypt and terrorist organization like Al-quada is also fighting against their government in Yemen. But their ultimate goal is not democracy but to bring back Islamic sheria law and to control their own people in the name of religion. None of us wish to see their ‘freedom fighters’ imprisoned by their own Islamic law. Their religion should never hinder progress of their country and their citizens. I mean a moderate Islamic country where minority communities should never be persecuted in the name of Islamic law. We like to see a moderate Islamic country like Turkey where east meet west, where tradition and progress are made in every walk of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are genuine freedom loving (Democracy) people in the Middle East. They hate living under autocratic rulers and military dictators for generations. Their struggle for democracy cost thousands of freedom fighters. Their life should never go vain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repot says ex-president of Egypt Mr. Hoshni Mubarq had amassed wealth worth more than sixty billion USD in three decade. We all thought he was an honest man because he &lt;br /&gt;Was there to help / negotiate Middle East problems with west. It was difficult for me to believe President Hoshni Mubarq had plundered his country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know Libyan president Col Qudhafi is not a man of character. Lockbir bombing and his teething problem with west are few examples. In four decade he had looted his poor country in the tune of ninety billion USD.  After the election take place under the guidance of U.N in Libyan and Egypt all the money stashed away in the west by their ruler should be returned to their country for the development work without any delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally fear in the long run Islamic fundamentalists and extremist will take control of Middle Eastern countries. They will imposes sheria law .they will start controlling oil prize. The beneficial are Brother Hood in Egypt, Hezbollah in Syria and Al-Quada in Yemen. There may be war between moderate and Islamic fundamentalists. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the long run Iran will have advantage. Where as Israel will find it ‘going’ very tough. First and foremost Islamic counties are going to demand for independent palatine state. Israelis will find it impossible to negotiate with hardliners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartfelt condolences to the families who had lost their beloved for freedom struggle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s pray DOG and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Independent Political analyst!&lt;br /&gt;Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B .superstitious belief and stupidity goes hand in hand. Atheist-Jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7088518413713802971?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7088518413713802971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7088518413713802971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/07/jasmine-revolution.html' title='Jasmine Revolution.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-1092015816216916401</id><published>2011-06-30T14:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:02:34.288+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Arabian Sea.</title><content type='html'>Pirates of the Arabian Sea.&lt;br /&gt;30-06-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ships passing thorough Somalia coast are routinely high jacked by Somalian pirates. Most of the time pirates are paid millions of USD for the release of ship and its crewmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.V. Suez was high jacked more than ten months ago. Reports say sailors were chained and treated like animals. They had to endure in inhuman conditions for ten months before they were released after paying ransom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ten months in captivity of Somalian pirates, out of fifty two hostages only twenty two of them were set free after paying part payment of two point one million USD. Eleven belongs to Egypt, six Indians, four Pakistani and one Sri Lankan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakistani Human right activist Mr.Ansar Burney and Sind Governor Mr.Ishrat Ul Ebad negotiated with pirates and mobilized money to secure twenty two of the hostages. It was disheartening to know that our Indian government did nothing to secure the release of our sailors. The least Indian government can invite Mr Ansar Burney and Mr.Ishrat Ul Ebad to India and honor them as a token of our gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have few suggestions to put an end for high jacking ships and its crews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Since high jacking ships are routine affair by Somali pirates their president should be held responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A joint mechanisms involving regional players like Middle East countries and Indian can deploy their war ships to secure and safe guard international sea route off the Somalian coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) U.N cans send stern warning to president of Somalia to stop high jacking ships and its crews and if it does not work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) U.N can impose sanctions on Somalia government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Under the U.N command NATO can deploy two small war ships on either end of the sea route. High speed gun boats to escort ships passing through Somalia Sea. In case of emergency gun ships (attack helicopter) from war ship can take on Somali pirates. Middle East countries and Indian government can contribute mariners for this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the few options available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Thinker!&lt;br /&gt;Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B late night when i lie on my bed i have solution for some of the world's problems but not for my own problems like... getting published my fictions, working as creative director for movie version of my sci-fictions and playing athiest god in india.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-1092015816216916401?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1092015816216916401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1092015816216916401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/06/pirates-of-arabian-sea.html' title='Pirates of the Arabian Sea.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-2180843130594962129</id><published>2011-06-16T13:39:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T15:34:32.863+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK MONEY.</title><content type='html'>BLACK MONEY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we Indians came to know of Swiss bank and ‘safe heaven’ we Indians are aware of Indian black money in abroad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civil activists Anna Hazare initiated fight against corruption. He wants to introduce Lok Pal bill (anti corruption bill) in the parliament. Baba Ramdev wants Indian government to bring black money to India. Baba Ramdav got more publicity because our opposition party BJP supported him. BJP tried to politicize issue to garner support of masses.  Even when BJP ruled our country we Indians had black money in Swiss and other foreign banks. But they did nothing to bring black money to India. They only wanted to build Ram temple at Babari Masjith &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Baba Ramdev  was forcibly driven out of his peaceful sit in protest at Ramlila ground he threatened our government that he will arm and deploy eleven thousand of his ‘devotees’. This shows his immature way of handling a national issue. Naturally BJP had to distance from Baba Ramdev. We Indians still support Anna Hazare for his non violent way of fighting for Lok Pal bill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much pressure on Indian government but so far neither Sonia Gandhi nor Rahul Gandhi had spoken about black money. How can they talk about black money when our late Prime Minister Rajeev Gandhi himself had taken sixty five cores of rupees as bribe for BOFOS guns way back in 80’s.  Today sixty five cores of rupees appear like a small amount. To know the value of sixty five cores of rupees in eighties you have to compare with gold prize. Twenty five years ago one pawn (8 gram of gold) cost only Rs 2500/-only. Today 8 gram gold cost more than Rs 16,500/- . Now do the calculations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Indian M.Ps, ministers and leading industrialists had stashed away billions of Black money in foreign banks.  All this ‘ill gotten wealth’ belongs to Indian government. Is it not the responsibility of Indian government to bring back money to India and use it for the benefit of Indians and for the development our nation? Money can be used for subside food (to contain inflation) through public distribution system, education, medicine, power generation, agriculture, industrial and infrastructure development etc...&lt;br /&gt;No one knows the exact amount of our black money in foreign banks. It is estimated our black money in the entire foreign bank is worth more than hundreds if not thousands of billions of Indian rupees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘High jacking’ black money issue for political purpose is wrong. If we Indians are serious about bring black money to India then we should unite and fight against our congress government regardless of our political affiliation and religion. There is only one way we can do it. BHARTH BHAND! (STOP INDIA!) We have twenty eight states in India. . Only eight states are ruled by congress party.  Congress and their alliance party will stay away from Bharath Bhand.Rest of the states are ruled by opposition and some regional parties. Also like minded people and other parties can join Bharath Bhand. Other than essential / emergence services, nothing moves. Train, flights and transportation... Not just one day but till our government passes bill to bring back money to India. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great opportunity for Indians to show 'unity among diversity '.Indian government will not dare to impose ‘emergency’ rule.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike in the west we Indian do not elect candidate with clean habits. There is a general perception that if they elect well educated and qualified candidate he will be less corrupted. This is a wrong notion.  A well educated candidate knows loop holes in our judicial system and he will get away with crime. Check all those people who were involved in our national scam (shame). They all are well educated with ‘right connections’. In the end most of them will come out ‘clean’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of our Lok Pal Bill is to ‘bring down’ corrupted government official and ministers.  Lok Pal bill should include our President and prime minister also. No one should be above the law of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s wait and see whether Indian government will be able to bring back black money or not.&lt;br /&gt;Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B. I write my opinion about certain issues on my blog.  Some of the articles are controversial and I do not want any one to start debate. That is the reason I had disabled comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-2180843130594962129?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2180843130594962129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2180843130594962129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/06/black-money.html' title='BLACK MONEY.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5166841359426503040</id><published>2011-05-21T14:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T14:00:03.169+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse Now...?</title><content type='html'>Apocalypse Now...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUDGMENT DAY. 21-05-11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible that our planet gets destroyed in one single day. Predicting fate of our planet based on holly book and believing in it is the stupidest thing an educated person can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold Camping like religious fanatic needs medical counseling. The purpose of every evangelist is to convert people from other religion into Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our planet will never come to an END in one single day. Due to population explosion and over exploitation of our natural resources, our planet will have natural death. Before that we will be forced to live on other life supporting planets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save our planet for our future generation.&lt;br /&gt;Atheist -jivan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5166841359426503040?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5166841359426503040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5166841359426503040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/05/apocalypse-now.html' title='Apocalypse Now...?'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8454925828301490895</id><published>2011-05-04T12:41:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:41:54.527+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SAI BABA</title><content type='html'>Sathya Sai Baba.                                                         05-05-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai Baba by Atheist-Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contemplating whether to give undue importance to ‘god man’ (con man). At last I have decided to write about him. Let me down load it from my memory....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 93, five assailants make an attempt on baba’s life. Four of the intruders later shot dead by police.  Baba was unhurt .later claimed his ‘divine’ power deflected the bullets! Bull shit. Those guys did not know how to fire the gun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has the largest followers in India and abroad. Net worth of his trust is estimated between forty thousand cores to one point five lakhs cores of Indian rupees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is capable of performing ‘miracle’ like giving ash (vermilion) from the air to his devotees. For his billionaire devotees he pulls out gold chain or Rolex watch from his spring like hair.  Making things out of thin air is the simplest form of ticks used by all the magicians. What miracle baba can perform, illusionist David Blain can do it even better. What David Blain can do, your baba can never do it in his life time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His devotees have brain up in their Ass. Gold particles are found on earth (gold ores) only gold smith can make gold chain. Rolex watch is manufactured in Swiss. One can imagine the number of hours required to make just one Rolex watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has no miracle power. After all was a human being. His chutney (kidney) conked out and he died like a patient. What happened to his miracle power? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my word.  No human beings can become’ God’. As per theist god is immortal, omnipresent and omnipotent. Every living organism has shelf life including human being and Pig like him. We are all perishable items!  None of the god man in the history became immortal. All the god man (con man) had cheated his devotees in the name of god, religion, sprituatity or superstitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba could not save his own life .how can he claim that he was a god? Even his specialty hospital doctors could not save his life. He once claimed he was the reincarnation of sridi Sai baba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see.... there are instance somebody suddenly feel ‘enlighten’ and he started believing and behaving like ‘god’. May be Nero scientists can explain about such ‘miracle’. Out of one hundred billion neurons in the brain if few neurons get ‘snapped’ or Short circuited then there is a possibility that our way of thinking and behavior can change dramatically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai baba once said that he was above science. Science can never understand him. Let me put it in own words. “How can science which is bound to physical and materialist outlook investigate transcendental phenomena beyond its scope, reach or comprehension?’ I would say he knows shit about science. If world had progressed it is because of science and technology. Not because of god or divine power. Our scientific community had demolished myth about your god, religion and superstitions. Nobody can master science and technology. One can only specialize in certain field. Science and technology will never ever seize to exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How can science which is bound to physical and materialist outlook investigate transcendental phenomena beyond its scope, reach or comprehension?’ he was trying to prove that he was god.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know his philosophy? &lt;br /&gt;“I am ‘GOD!’ you too are GOD!!. The only difference is that while I am aware of it, you are completely unaware of it!!!. &lt;br /&gt;This is the greatest joke (philosophy) ever I hear it in my life. Now let’s assume that Jivan is not god. But you devotees of Sai baba are god! You just think like him and ‘realize’ the fact and start acting and behaving like god. Cool, yaar! If you are also god then your devotees will server you everything for free! Why do you have to study or even work? The simple fact is that he had fooled masses for so long. But you can not fool the public every time. If you thought he was mad, what would you think about his devotees? &lt;br /&gt;Not all his devotees are illiterates. Mike Tegarate. A devotee from U.S sold his Hard Rock Coffee bar and donated his good fortune Rs 200 cores ($ 108 million) to Sai baba trust. Former chief justice of India P.N.Bhagvati some of the leading industrialists, retired IAS Officers, Tom, Dick and Harry like people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my verdict about Sai baba. With his philosophy he had proved that he was not god but a man gone beyond repair. There is no limit for madness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of from his ‘miracle’ power he became notoriously famous for “Sexcapades’. London’s daily telegraphs published a story in the 90’s alleging sexual abuse of children in prashanti nilayan. In Australia too the Sunday age carried an article about sexual abuse.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All this only proves whether a person is literate of illiterate does not make any differences when it comes to god, religion and superstition. An intelligent person is one who thinks rationally.&lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Atheist –Jivan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-8454925828301490895?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8454925828301490895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8454925828301490895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/05/sai-baba.html' title='SAI BABA'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3461639699583699928</id><published>2011-05-02T09:00:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:17:57.327+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I had never been a  poet...</title><content type='html'>"I had never been a  poet...&lt;br /&gt;your  love has made me poet!"&lt;br /&gt;Before the end he says...&lt;br /&gt;"if that was your wish,&lt;br /&gt;i would have happily gave-up&lt;br /&gt;my life for you!"&lt;br /&gt;And she comes around!!&lt;br /&gt;in olden days we had such meaningful songs,&lt;br /&gt;now we have cacophony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fIsjYiLAqHc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3461639699583699928?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3461639699583699928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3461639699583699928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-had-never-been-poet.html' title='I had never been a  poet...'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fIsjYiLAqHc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7649862877439469452</id><published>2011-04-23T16:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:34:54.681+03:00</updated><title type='text'>For Budding Writers,</title><content type='html'>For Budding Writers,     &lt;br /&gt;19-4-11&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems everybody wants to become a writer. So, most of them started writing fictions or novels. Some of them are accidental writers. In my case I was forced to write when my wife took my only daughter to her native place more than five years ago. I was devastated not because I missed my wife but because she left me with my only ‘Little Princess’ (daughter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working as sales cum service Technician. I had to maintain target. Since I could not concentrate on work I gave up work and wrote my first life story ‘Life of Little Princess’. Later I went on to work nine other fictions and one book about new religion. Universal Love- the New Religion from atheist point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it difficult to face the reality; I escaped into my fantasy world. As long as I wrote fictions I lost touch with reality.  Writing fiction is the most interesting part and the most boring part of the writing fiction is proof reading and polishing. I write pretty fast. Eternal Love-sci-fi Love story is 350Kb or 52 A-4 Pages in M.S word. It took me only&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen days including typing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you start writing fiction you will find it easy to write fiction. I never felt writing fiction as a big deal.  The real struggle starts after you finished writing your fiction. You have graduated from budding writer to struggling writer! Yes, you will find it difficult to get your fiction published. If your fiction is not rejected then you are likely to receive estimate for publishing your fiction starting from one thousand plus USD! You send your manuscript to another publisher; again you will get another estimate. As a budding writer you hope some other publisher will foot the bill for you (publish your fiction at their expense) which is very unlikely. Gradually you will realize, without money you can not become a write!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lose your heart dear! Take my advice! If you want to become a writer even before you start writing your first fiction, start saving money.  That will help you from Frustration and pent up feelings.   In five year time I might have sent my manuscript to &lt;br /&gt;More than three dozen publisher. Nine fictions and one book about new religion.  Not every publisher had rejected infact most of them send me estimate as consolation prize! Whether you believe me or not. Some of the writers spent money to publish their fictions at least in the initial stage or till they became ‘established’ writer by print or E-media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s assume that you wrote your ‘magnum opuses. If publisher after publisher keep sending you not rejection letter but estimate for publishing fiction what would you do? Out of frustration do you send your manuscript through the shedder machine? Or you shell out money to publish your fiction? Be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in olden day’s editor or publisher after reading your manuscript decides whether to publish you fiction at their expense or not. Today even with over half a century experience as editor or publisher these same people are not confident whether your fiction can be sold in the market or not! So naturally they want you to take ‘risk’ at your expense. If you think you wrote your best fiction or you are confident of selling your books in the market why not spent money to get it published at your risk? In my case I could not afford to spend one thousand plus USD other wise I too would have became an author now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have money you are a writer! Out there on the net there are millions and millions of publishers are willing to publish your fictions provided that you are willing to spent money. Honey, it is all about money. Your creativity has nothing to do with writing. Have not you ever read ‘professionally’ written trash by paying fancy price?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I warn you, don’t ever give your book for critic review. Let the readers be your best critic, you will always get the honest remark for your work from readers.  An experienced critic might have read enough professionally written books not necessarily the best selling book available in the market. They are likely to compare your book with professionally written books. They do not care about the story concept or the way your story was presented to the readers. If critic likes your book he / she will praise sky high. If not he will be on ‘fault finding mission’ with your book.  Have not you read professionally written trash yet? The check out some of the most unstoppable, Awesome!! , rib tickling books. After you finished reading you may wonder who is going to tickle your funny bones! I would say it is all market gimmicks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me conclude this article by saying “it is neither the editor nor the publisher who decide the fate of your book or you as writer. It is each one of the readers who spent money to buy your book decides whether you wrote trash or you are a writer.  Let them decided, there is no critic like a reader. &lt;br /&gt;Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B few of my fictions are on POD mode. Popularizing POD mode is very difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novels &amp; Fictions For you...&lt;br /&gt;ETERNAL LOVE.  Sci- Fi Love Story (Mature). Copyright registered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short synopsis&lt;br /&gt;Billionaire’s only son Ajay dies in a freak accident but his girl friend Maya survives. Twenty-five years later Ajay was brought back to life with futuristic technology in A.D.2030. Fate brings them together. His ex-girl friend Maya is happily married woman with grown-up son. Will they became lovers again? What happened to their only love child Sandhya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read wholesome entertainer? My fiction is full of life. It has family value, love, romances, sex, songs, fight scenes, plane crash landing, Robo surgeon and his assistant S-2-P and her antics. Reading my fictions is like watching movie. Today it is my vision; in near future my fiction will become a reality. Trust ME!&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally yours,&lt;br /&gt;Author of Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;Jivan    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Hero. Romantic/Action/Thriller.(Mature)&lt;br /&gt;Ajay. Son of Industrialist emperor Mr.Vishawanath Prathap Singh had every thing money can buy still he could not marry his girl friend. Later in life when he came to know that his days are numbered, he embark on a’ Noble’ mission. He selects high profile target from across Indian states including LeT commander- in- chief in India. Will he succeed in his mission impossible? How he plans and executes each one of them forms the story. Actions take palace at Mumbai, Bangalore, Chambal valley, Patna and a terrorist camp in a remote valley of Kashmir.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE New PRIME MINISTER. (Political Thriller)&lt;br /&gt;This fiction is an imagination of my work .Any person living or dead is purely coincides. Story tells us about a young man who was brought-up with gandhiyan philosophy. Years later when he becomes the youngest Prime Minister of India, at times he finds gandhiyan philosophy does not work in favor of his country. How he tackles such complex problems in his own ways forms the story. Action takes places at Chennai, Delhi, Karachi, Terrorist camps in Pakistan and Kargil part 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAR ON TERROR Sci-fi.&lt;br /&gt;This fiction is the imagination of my work religion or clash of civilization has nothing to do with my work. Name and places mentioned in this fiction is only to create surrealistic effect. Author-Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;U.S governments redesign and deploys star war project to hunt down international terrorist organization like AL-Qaeda and Taliban. Mr. Mohammed, a moderate Islamist trying to defend his religion named after humanity and compassion. Action takes places in space, U.K, Munich, Iraq, Manila and a terrorist camp in Remote Island off the cost of Philippines. Read diabolic plans of Jihadist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE ME TENDER! Lesbian Love story. (Mature) &lt;br /&gt;“Love me Tender’ is not all about carnal pleasure. Story is about an innocent girl who falls in love with her roommate. Their love, romance, life style, intimate love and of course, there is an orgy scene in it. Three some act! She places her love above her family value .A girl who lost in touch with realities and her roots. Her life revolved around her girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy I Miss You... (Erotic) &lt;br /&gt;Friendship, love, dreams, fantasies, erotic. I recommend this fiction for late night reading. It is about a beautiful woman I met over the blog. She helped me to dream (write) for a better future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROOTS.( Family Fiction)  &lt;br /&gt;A middle class parent brought-up their only daughter with lots of love and affections only to find their dreams shattered at the end. Their only daughter chooses to live with her girl friend as a living partner! How her aged parents cope with their tragedy forms the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;THE LIFE OF LITTLE PRINCESS. (Life/ Story). &lt;br /&gt;This life/story is dedicated to my daughter. Story tells us about how globalization had changed an ordinary person’s family life forever. It is also about an aged father's struggle to give his only daughter good education and a secured life. After the court battle for his daughter's custody, will he ever live with his estranged wife?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROKEN HEART. Horror / Thriller.&lt;br /&gt;A young married couple from Delhi goes to hill station for honey moon at Kodai Kanal in Tamil Nadu. Near the suicide point at about 8.30 P.M. in the pouring rain young bride was gang raped and her husband was brutally beaten to death. Her husband alone ‘came back to life!’. Out of one ten million people in Chennai city he will to hunt down and kill each one of the perpetrator in gruesome manner. What makes this fiction unique? The special appearance, character and special power given to her husband make this fiction interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIVERSAL LOVE. “ The New Religion” By Atheist Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;A Thought provoking and controversial books about God &amp; Religion v/s Science &amp; Technology. God, Religion, cast, Superstition, Politics, Science, Philosophy, Myth v/s Reality, People and the whole world!. A must read for each and everyone. You have not read any thing like this before. This book will take you through the roller costar ride .My sincere effort is to enlighten you! This book was written from my life's experience with God and religion. With real life experience, I had explained and reasoned with rational thinking to overcome superstition. With the best of my knowledge, I had developed a new religion for global citizens. &lt;br /&gt;SUB TITLES.  &lt;br /&gt;1) Introduction.2) God &amp; Religion. (Myth V/S Reality) God, Religion, Cast, Superstition. &lt;br /&gt;3) Mythology.4) Godman &amp; Conman! 5) Fate..? 6) Spirituality. 7) Horoscope &amp; Astrology. 8) Vaastu-Sastra.9) God &amp; Religion. 10) Religion &amp; Politics. 11) Theist V/S Atheist. 12) Good Times &amp; Bad Times.13) Western Democracy.14) )Democracy &amp; Middle East. 15) Miscellaneous Items! 16) Universal love…. The New Religion! By Athiest-jivan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCRIBBLING PAD &lt;br /&gt;It is an amalgamation of my selected articles. Part of my life and character is spread all over the pages. &lt;br /&gt;Subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;Profile, Quotes, English or Hinglish? Freedom of Speech/writing, Let’s Talk Business, Arundhati Roy, spirituality, Casting xxx ,writers and publishers, Copy right In India ,  Racism,  L.G.B.T, Truth v/s Lies, Struggling Writer, First Writer, Less Than 32 Hours, Sexcapades of God Man, Terrorism, Success is not achieved by …. , Slow Poison, Fear over the City, Moment Of Truth, Time Management, Hollywood &amp; Bollywood, Dax &amp; Pussy Cats, Violence .A chain Reaction, Life after Globalization Part 1&amp;2. Broken Heart. A leaf of Life (Facts not Fiction) Pedophiles &amp; Child Pornography, Tom &amp; Jerry Puzzle! Paris Hilton An open letter 4U, Veil Controversy, Human Rights, Indian Mentality, Vaastu-sastra,Thiest v/s Atheist, Atheist God! Religious politics, Religious Conversion, Western Democracy, Tom&amp; Jerry. Puzzle! Paris Hilton .An open letter 4U! Sensation of de floration .An out of body experience. First Night!  Novels &amp;Fictions 4U! Short synopsis, Universal Love- the New Religion. 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It is an amalgamation of&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts and perception about life and world at large. Perception about life and&lt;br /&gt;world differ from person to person. So, do not sulk. Even as I ‘screwed up’ in life, my&lt;br /&gt;perception about life and the rest of the world had changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name......... T.M.Jivan Lal (Alien, Atheist Jr.Confucious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOB .............Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age .............Vintage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model ……'57.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profession. Service Er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Languages Known. English, Hindi, Tamil, Malayalam, Telugu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences ...........plenty in life, Multi tasking for survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign....................... Aquarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marital Status........... Father of a little Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish is to meet an E.T in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies...... Dreaming (Visualizing), Ideas and concepts, writing fictions, Photography,&lt;br /&gt;watching movies, listening songs, playing shuttle, chess, swimming, Cooking, Visiting&lt;br /&gt;places of interest and exchanging views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Me is the sum of me! It reflects my thoughts &amp; perceptions about life and world at&lt;br /&gt;large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I believe the day people realize that there is only one god for all of you. A God above&lt;br /&gt;religion and cast makes the world a better palace to live-in” jivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Hawking in his new book called ‘The Grand Design’ had scientifically explained&lt;br /&gt;that God did not create our universe. Period.&lt;br /&gt;1) “Now, that there is scientific proof that our universe was not created by God. Man had&lt;br /&gt;created God, religion, cast and creed. Root of all the problem is God! World over people&lt;br /&gt;are fighting in the name of God and religion.” Jivan.&lt;br /&gt;2) The purpose of religion is to keep people ignorant, there by keeping religion alive”.&lt;br /&gt;3) Haven and hell is here on earth. One must feel the experience in his/her lifetime to&lt;br /&gt;know the value of life.&lt;br /&gt;4). Life thrives on exploitation... Love, Affection, Emotions, Materials... the list goes&lt;br /&gt;on...&lt;br /&gt;5). Diplomacy is not telling truth but telling convincing lies (white lies).&lt;br /&gt;6). A writer lives on hope.&lt;br /&gt;7). Life is a one long war of emotional conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8). There are three types of lucky guys in this world...&lt;br /&gt;1) A person born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He can chase his dreams. Lucky&lt;br /&gt;bastard!&lt;br /&gt;2) The one who got the 'right ' connections in this world.&lt;br /&gt;3) The last one is plain lucky, he is one among the millions.&lt;br /&gt;8) In love... you lose your heart first. Without heart your brain cannot function properly,&lt;br /&gt;that means you are lost forever!&lt;br /&gt;9) Haven can wait! Let me get through the hell first. A disaster called Marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) To get MAD, get MARRIED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Marriage is an end of the beginning for a man ...&lt;br /&gt;12) Women are the deadliest species on earth. You get married and they will start&lt;br /&gt;controlling your life. They are good at manipulating you.&lt;br /&gt;13) Happily married woman have hen packed (Yes, Ma’am) husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe in good times and bad times?&lt;br /&gt;To me good time means, when you succeed in achieving things with out any real&lt;br /&gt;effort .Bad time is when you really work hard and every thing goes perfectly down the&lt;br /&gt;drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) God? A thing, which cannot be seen, heard, nor can its presence can be felt. Under&lt;br /&gt;exciting most sophisticated scientific equipment its presence cannot be proved that&lt;br /&gt;God exist. The whole world needs proof on every thing except when it comes to God.&lt;br /&gt;Scientists are the most wired people of all because they too believe in God!&lt;br /&gt;16) Man has not evolved until and unless he became an atheist. Even highly educated&lt;br /&gt;people still believe in superstition (blind faith) that includes the so-called God. The&lt;br /&gt;reason for faith in God is the result of failure in rational thinking. Atheist -Jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) A king or Dictator has only one father. Where as a democracy have too many fathers!&lt;br /&gt;Who will bell the cat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) When our ancestors wrote democratic values two hundred years ago they would&lt;br /&gt;not have dreamt that one-day terrorists, separatist, racists, religion and cast based&lt;br /&gt;organizations will come to power, to impose their whims and fancies on us. They only&lt;br /&gt;to make life miserable for a common man in democratic countries .Now it seem with&lt;br /&gt;democracy we are digging our own grave. Clash of civilization, ideological differences,&lt;br /&gt;eroding culture, death of family value. Read freedom for all and peace for none. A&lt;br /&gt;common person is one who longs for peace and work.&lt;br /&gt;19) The intelligent person is one who talks fast with lies and opportunism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 It was estimated more than half of the revenue was generated through pornographic&lt;br /&gt;web site, more than sixteen fifteen billion USD! It reminds me that people had forgotten&lt;br /&gt;about AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;21) Terrorists are by products of a sick community .They are like cancer. If untreated, it&lt;br /&gt;will soon spread the entire community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) If it is a question of life or death...chose life...but why?&lt;br /&gt;23) Being a nice person means you allow others to take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;24) Dreams dies first, Man dies next. A writer is alive as long as his dreams are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Pishing. A new name given for suckers. I think they deserve a master's degree. Why&lt;br /&gt;not M.F for short? No, you got it wrong. It is called Master of Fellatio. I had found some&lt;br /&gt;of my documents missing from yahoo mail.&lt;br /&gt;26) Parents preach us about morality, teachers impart knowledge but nobody teach us&lt;br /&gt;how to survive in this ever-changing world. Believe me the struggle to stay alive in this&lt;br /&gt;world /life only made me more confused man.&lt;br /&gt;27) In olden days, our parents were RIGHT .Now a days everybody is RIGHT, in their&lt;br /&gt;own Right!&lt;br /&gt;28) With globalization, life has become very unpredictable. "Job today, gone tomorrow”.&lt;br /&gt;Even surviving in this world became a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;29) Don't ever promise what you cannot deliver.&lt;br /&gt;30) To help others you do not need money but you need a willing heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Yess Boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says a Boss is a Boss? A Boss can be an Ass Hole .Because he can talk through&lt;br /&gt;either side of his mouth, where as you cannot. Lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) I HATE... Liars, Hippocrates and Sarcastic people... what else..? Let me&lt;br /&gt;think... "Yeah, Those saggy tits, you know how much I hate them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Woman. Tag ...wow! Woman, Wooooooooman, Woooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) When a girl/woman looks too sophisticated, she looks cheap (she looks like a&lt;br /&gt;professional call girl).&lt;br /&gt;35) Woman. Woman is like English grammar. The more you try to understand her the&lt;br /&gt;more she became mysteries. Woman try to woo man .That is how they became woman! It&lt;br /&gt;all started with Eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) If god had created man and woman, Honey. How comes we are not compatible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Opposite poles attracts but honey when we meet why spark flies?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Life is game. You win some, you loose some, play ON… for the first time in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am gambling with my life. So far, I have lost every thing. Now I am playing to win back&lt;br /&gt;what ever I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Sex is beautiful when ‘our’ mind and bodies are synchronized and the act is&lt;br /&gt;spontaneous. Sex is dirty when ‘we’ indulge sex for carnal pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;40) Without money, there is no substitute for trying!&lt;br /&gt;41) Without money and godfather, I knew I am the creator of my own destiny but it is too&lt;br /&gt;late to realize!&lt;br /&gt;42) Without money and living with vengeance to succeed in life is the worst thing, you&lt;br /&gt;can do to your mind and body. Make sure that you do not become mad!&lt;br /&gt;43) Life is an experience. Feel it... Success, failure and all sorts of emotions….&lt;br /&gt;44) My dreams are very dear to me. They keep me alive. The day all my dreams die I will&lt;br /&gt;became a living corpse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Behind every mad man, there is a neurotic woman&lt;br /&gt;46) Heaven can wait! First, let me get through the hell.... (A disaster called marriage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) On cyber space you do not know who your friend (help) is nor your foe (sucker).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) To help some one you do not need money but you need a willing heart. In this&lt;br /&gt;material world you will not find one”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Life is game. You win some, you loose some, play On… for the first time in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am gambling with my life. I played on and on. So far, I have lost everything. Now I am&lt;br /&gt;playing to recover what ever I had lost! You only learn life game by playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Spiritualism .Where technology ends spiritualism begins. When spiritualism ends, he/&lt;br /&gt;she goes down under six feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) “Life is short for those who enjoy it, life is a struggle those who endure it. Life is a&lt;br /&gt;long journey. Feel it. It is a lifetime experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) In love, you lose your heart first. Without heart your brain cannot function properly,&lt;br /&gt;it means you are lost forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) To help some one you do not need money but you need a willing heart. In this&lt;br /&gt;material world you will not find one”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) When I was young, I had stars in my eyes, now I have cataract in my eyes. (Joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Pessimism never won any battle. However, it can help you to plan action A, B, C,&lt;br /&gt;D…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) Pessimists are prepared for any eventuality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Optimism cannot solve any of your day-to-day problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) In life confidence level boost or buck in accordance with your bank balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) When your friends act funny, you do not have to behave like an idiot. Leave&lt;br /&gt;the ‘past’ (Friends) and get on with your life.&lt;br /&gt;60) To sell your trashes you have to become a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) What is the purpose of our life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not yet found the purpose of my life. Have you found the purpose of your life yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) Theists are born with herd mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) Life had taught me a simple lesson. Be patient. I hope I will not die like a patient.&lt;br /&gt;We Aquarians are cat people. We do things under the impulse. Curiosity killed the cat?&lt;br /&gt;Yes…yes… a million times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) When I had money, I loved democracy, when I had no money I loved communism!&lt;br /&gt;Now you all are confused whether Jivan is a capitalist or communist? all I can say …”it&lt;br /&gt;all depends on my bank balance!”&lt;br /&gt;65) There is NO end. There is only beginning of NEW life.&lt;br /&gt;66) My life in few words. ‘It is like a mad man’s quest to conquer the world’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) What is on my mind? Sex--- why----Zed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68)Theist in desperation will call out all his god. KRISHANA...RAMA... GOPALA.. GOVINDA... GO-IN-THA.....GOOOO-IN – THAAAAAAAAA..... (Different avatars of Hindu god) none of his gods will come to rescue him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conscience (a small inner voice) tells me “I will be there for you....” it will not solve any of my problems. But it will pacify my chaotic mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will be there for you.....” Athiest-jivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B I will update as and when I feel. You do not have to agree with all my quotes. Here&lt;br /&gt;on scribbling pad I am neither trying to create an image nor selling me. Whether you love&lt;br /&gt;me or hate me does not make any difference to me. I am what I am. I am an Alien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gather blog had removed Indian connection. I had lost more than one hundred and&lt;br /&gt;seventy five of my articles. Luckily I had back-up copies of some of my articles with me. It is for you.... HERE http://www.jivadax.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5627908905539057600?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5627908905539057600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5627908905539057600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/profile-quotes_20.html' title='Profile &amp; Quotes'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RamXA-QV22E/Ta5zl9xj42I/AAAAAAAAAZo/9OwfMT6vlxA/s72-c/NEW%2BPHOTO.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-9130196244975556040</id><published>2011-04-18T08:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:52:32.684+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar Nath Cave</title><content type='html'>Amar Nath Cave.Kashmir&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAZYotCynX0/TavRfezDl5I/AAAAAAAAAZg/3QdbdXGjiBc/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAZYotCynX0/TavRfezDl5I/AAAAAAAAAZg/3QdbdXGjiBc/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-9130196244975556040?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/9130196244975556040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/9130196244975556040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/amar-nath-cave.html' title='Amar Nath Cave'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAZYotCynX0/TavRfezDl5I/AAAAAAAAAZg/3QdbdXGjiBc/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-457087768078093757</id><published>2011-04-18T08:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:48:22.804+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Lingam.</title><content type='html'>Ice Lingam. Amarnath Shrine.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrAoyDb6_0s/TavQkMkbVeI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tD5-ebeLZ2Y/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="254" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrAoyDb6_0s/TavQkMkbVeI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tD5-ebeLZ2Y/s400/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-457087768078093757?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/457087768078093757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/457087768078093757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/ice-lingam.html' title='Ice Lingam.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrAoyDb6_0s/TavQkMkbVeI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tD5-ebeLZ2Y/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7506155296220987736</id><published>2011-04-18T08:45:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:45:59.095+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fog.</title><content type='html'>Fog. Kashmir.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYWEgbifw-A/TavP7sVh4LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9t4H69CA7Ng/s1600/23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYWEgbifw-A/TavP7sVh4LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9t4H69CA7Ng/s400/23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7506155296220987736?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7506155296220987736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7506155296220987736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/fog.html' title='Fog.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYWEgbifw-A/TavP7sVh4LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9t4H69CA7Ng/s72-c/23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8371897987861107043</id><published>2011-04-18T08:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:42:55.658+03:00</updated><title type='text'>stone carving-2</title><content type='html'>stone carving-2 ,MAHBALIPURAM.CHENNAI&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Mahabalipuram.chennai.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiWvK1nysC4/TavOIBFDA6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/9xcOVxbmFjU/s1600/39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiWvK1nysC4/TavOIBFDA6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/9xcOVxbmFjU/s400/39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6695298872536592598?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6695298872536592598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6695298872536592598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/temple-top.html' title='Temple Top'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BiWvK1nysC4/TavOIBFDA6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/9xcOVxbmFjU/s72-c/39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4986291669247727506</id><published>2011-04-18T08:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:35:29.865+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort View</title><content type='html'>Fort View . Oman&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx72QLytOtg/TavNlMK6NRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/f4P3rRlJn14/s1600/48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx72QLytOtg/TavNlMK6NRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/f4P3rRlJn14/s400/48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4986291669247727506?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4986291669247727506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4986291669247727506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/fort-view.html' title='Fort View'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx72QLytOtg/TavNlMK6NRI/AAAAAAAAAYw/f4P3rRlJn14/s72-c/48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4966758230041765372</id><published>2011-04-18T08:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:32:28.150+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shore Temple.</title><content type='html'>Shore Temple. Mahabalipuram, Chennai.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TchqUNWfrBc/TavM5UgRcKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Enn-lo9qNJk/s1600/72.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TchqUNWfrBc/TavM5UgRcKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Enn-lo9qNJk/s400/72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4966758230041765372?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4966758230041765372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4966758230041765372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/shore-temple.html' title='Shore Temple.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TchqUNWfrBc/TavM5UgRcKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Enn-lo9qNJk/s72-c/72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-1994967838421143098</id><published>2011-04-18T08:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:30:16.967+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Charminar.</title><content type='html'>Charminar. Hydrabad&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EA10GyAMV2s/TavMX4s9QUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LagvSA14vtc/s1600/88.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="270" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EA10GyAMV2s/TavMX4s9QUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LagvSA14vtc/s400/88.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-1994967838421143098?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1994967838421143098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1994967838421143098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/charminar.html' title='Charminar.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EA10GyAMV2s/TavMX4s9QUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LagvSA14vtc/s72-c/88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3154981368575447299</id><published>2011-04-18T08:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:28:18.790+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Budha.</title><content type='html'>Budha.Hussian Sagar, Hydrabad&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7iL0ISHZk8/TavL60jsBpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/IoYcKW8HNjU/s1600/89.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7iL0ISHZk8/TavL60jsBpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/IoYcKW8HNjU/s400/89.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3154981368575447299?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3154981368575447299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3154981368575447299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/budha.html' title='Budha.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7iL0ISHZk8/TavL60jsBpI/AAAAAAAAAYY/IoYcKW8HNjU/s72-c/89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-2844637609887053827</id><published>2011-04-18T08:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:26:21.432+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Water.</title><content type='html'>Back Water. Alappy, Kerala&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h_3FjES5wic/TavLc72jtVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/pTD7YSiVQs4/s1600/115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h_3FjES5wic/TavLc72jtVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/pTD7YSiVQs4/s400/115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-2844637609887053827?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2844637609887053827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2844637609887053827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-water.html' title='Back Water.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h_3FjES5wic/TavLc72jtVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/pTD7YSiVQs4/s72-c/115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6921717716125730301</id><published>2011-04-18T08:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:22:06.204+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Estate.</title><content type='html'>Tea Estate.Munnar. Kerala&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZ5PGvYhGDw/TavKdI2Vy_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/e8WzRETjVns/s1600/109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZ5PGvYhGDw/TavKdI2Vy_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/e8WzRETjVns/s400/109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6921717716125730301?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6921717716125730301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6921717716125730301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/tea-estate.html' title='Tea Estate.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZ5PGvYhGDw/TavKdI2Vy_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/e8WzRETjVns/s72-c/109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5427466577265007642</id><published>2011-04-17T10:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:41:29.526+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmoney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRz8b14T2Lg/TaqZhh9AZlI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9PoxkZGK-7w/s1600/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="254" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRz8b14T2Lg/TaqZhh9AZlI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9PoxkZGK-7w/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5427466577265007642?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5427466577265007642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5427466577265007642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/harmoney.html' title='Harmoney'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRz8b14T2Lg/TaqZhh9AZlI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9PoxkZGK-7w/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-986210479142837335</id><published>2011-04-17T10:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:39:22.583+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BOAT HOUSE</title><content type='html'>BOAT HOUSE- KODIKANAL .Tamil nadu.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz0_XEYRrwQ/TaqZJabfV5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/Iv1XFqtExhs/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz0_XEYRrwQ/TaqZJabfV5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/Iv1XFqtExhs/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-986210479142837335?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/986210479142837335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/986210479142837335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/boat-house.html' title='BOAT HOUSE'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hz0_XEYRrwQ/TaqZJabfV5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/Iv1XFqtExhs/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-1499741736476925741</id><published>2011-04-17T10:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:37:18.667+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PEFOUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcpHkmGhUbo/TaqYl1a780I/AAAAAAAAAXw/YcWdZNBONjA/s1600/31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcpHkmGhUbo/TaqYl1a780I/AAAAAAAAAXw/YcWdZNBONjA/s400/31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-1499741736476925741?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1499741736476925741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1499741736476925741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/pefoul.html' title='PEFOUL'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcpHkmGhUbo/TaqYl1a780I/AAAAAAAAAXw/YcWdZNBONjA/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4731145892480113008</id><published>2011-04-17T10:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:35:07.002+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CITY LIFE- OMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_0RhBGySk/TaqYJib0k9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/DkQXXwq67g4/s1600/47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_0RhBGySk/TaqYJib0k9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/DkQXXwq67g4/s400/47.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4731145892480113008?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4731145892480113008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4731145892480113008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/city-life-oman.html' title='CITY LIFE- OMAN'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_0RhBGySk/TaqYJib0k9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/DkQXXwq67g4/s72-c/47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7618338509798561260</id><published>2011-04-17T10:33:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:33:26.432+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Carving-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyESIqBfR1Q/TaqXwIWg1AI/AAAAAAAAAXg/229fdWnImYU/s1600/46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyESIqBfR1Q/TaqXwIWg1AI/AAAAAAAAAXg/229fdWnImYU/s400/46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7618338509798561260?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7618338509798561260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7618338509798561260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/rock-carving-2.html' title='Rock Carving-2'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyESIqBfR1Q/TaqXwIWg1AI/AAAAAAAAAXg/229fdWnImYU/s72-c/46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8348208923406921810</id><published>2011-04-17T10:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:32:03.598+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PARK- Oman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsfoixRavVU/TaqW06uS_RI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DQenUikqMjk/s1600/53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsfoixRavVU/TaqW06uS_RI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DQenUikqMjk/s400/53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-1673136715175759556?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1673136715175759556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/1673136715175759556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/five-star-hotel.html' title='FIVE STAR HOTEL'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsfoixRavVU/TaqW06uS_RI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DQenUikqMjk/s72-c/53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7536084523303972206</id><published>2011-04-17T10:26:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:26:58.950+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Omani Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0m4nM7wCigs/TaqWODiYrnI/AAAAAAAAAXI/t6Xe0Ot2SJU/s1600/54.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0m4nM7wCigs/TaqWODiYrnI/AAAAAAAAAXI/t6Xe0Ot2SJU/s400/54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7536084523303972206?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7536084523303972206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7536084523303972206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/omani-girl.html' title='Omani Girl'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0m4nM7wCigs/TaqWODiYrnI/AAAAAAAAAXI/t6Xe0Ot2SJU/s72-c/54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6180711572271639517</id><published>2011-04-17T10:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:24:34.675+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nymph-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HA69o_FLBA4/TaqVWBUJ80I/AAAAAAAAAXA/zkCZ0ERh9Fs/s1600/63.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="269" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HA69o_FLBA4/TaqVWBUJ80I/AAAAAAAAAXA/zkCZ0ERh9Fs/s400/63.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6180711572271639517?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6180711572271639517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6180711572271639517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/nymph-2.html' title='Nymph-2'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HA69o_FLBA4/TaqVWBUJ80I/AAAAAAAAAXA/zkCZ0ERh9Fs/s72-c/63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-2472005802942166422</id><published>2011-04-17T10:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:20:13.981+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanis Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9bkm9yZtls/TaqUp9wYvPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/T_mgFi-M77I/s1600/64.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9bkm9yZtls/TaqUp9wYvPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/T_mgFi-M77I/s400/64.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-2472005802942166422?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2472005802942166422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/2472005802942166422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/japanis-garden.html' title='Japanis Garden'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9bkm9yZtls/TaqUp9wYvPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/T_mgFi-M77I/s72-c/64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4548300243498268641</id><published>2011-04-17T10:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:18:01.152+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Carving</title><content type='html'>Rock Carving . Mahabalipuram. chennai.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqFx6TkceJs/TaqT5001JPI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ya43iQEQotc/s1600/67.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqFx6TkceJs/TaqT5001JPI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ya43iQEQotc/s400/67.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4548300243498268641?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4548300243498268641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4548300243498268641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/rock-carving.html' title='Rock Carving'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqFx6TkceJs/TaqT5001JPI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Ya43iQEQotc/s72-c/67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7439575643306829246</id><published>2011-04-17T10:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:13:05.078+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Petel &amp; Shaft.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rj0S1hyhXdg/TaqS3gJNhpI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PPWHRkrcoyY/s1600/94.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rj0S1hyhXdg/TaqS3gJNhpI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PPWHRkrcoyY/s400/94.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7439575643306829246?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7439575643306829246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7439575643306829246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/petel-shaft.html' title='Petel &amp; Shaft.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rj0S1hyhXdg/TaqS3gJNhpI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PPWHRkrcoyY/s72-c/94.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7140964712898378406</id><published>2011-04-17T10:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:05:59.591+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelicen</title><content type='html'>Pelican&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOes8cOC00A/TaqRR6eyU1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/ooWXGB3Dfy0/s1600/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOes8cOC00A/TaqRR6eyU1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/ooWXGB3Dfy0/s400/35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7140964712898378406?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7140964712898378406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7140964712898378406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/pelicen.html' title='Pelicen'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOes8cOC00A/TaqRR6eyU1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/ooWXGB3Dfy0/s72-c/35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8483272970869138026</id><published>2011-04-17T09:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T09:58:34.320+03:00</updated><title type='text'>An Act Of Balancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJo6X3aVg8Y/TaqPY8MSKJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/e3q0u2c1tGs/s1600/33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJo6X3aVg8Y/TaqPY8MSKJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/e3q0u2c1tGs/s400/33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-8483272970869138026?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8483272970869138026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/8483272970869138026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/act-of-balancing.html' title='An Act Of Balancing'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JJo6X3aVg8Y/TaqPY8MSKJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/e3q0u2c1tGs/s72-c/33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6885452493418746117</id><published>2011-04-15T10:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:20:32.500+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Land Mark.</title><content type='html'>Land Mark. Oman.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvw3JXwL9HE/TafxuXbWygI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0wI6XHti82M/s1600/57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvw3JXwL9HE/TafxuXbWygI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0wI6XHti82M/s400/57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6885452493418746117?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6885452493418746117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6885452493418746117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/land-mark.html' title='Land Mark.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvw3JXwL9HE/TafxuXbWygI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0wI6XHti82M/s72-c/57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-3371937409715660443</id><published>2011-04-15T10:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:19:03.673+03:00</updated><title type='text'>OMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2CCmKu-xBA/TafxX0irNEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VrMzpp9z234/s1600/56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2CCmKu-xBA/TafxX0irNEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VrMzpp9z234/s400/56.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-3371937409715660443?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3371937409715660443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/3371937409715660443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/oman.html' title='OMAN'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2CCmKu-xBA/TafxX0irNEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/VrMzpp9z234/s72-c/56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6241009486804966914</id><published>2011-04-15T10:16:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:16:56.567+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Golkonda fort</title><content type='html'>Golkonda fort. Hydrabad.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KdZo5lYD0U4/Tafw26iyu-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IU-lIoFKjek/s1600/78.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KdZo5lYD0U4/Tafw26iyu-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IU-lIoFKjek/s400/78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6241009486804966914?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6241009486804966914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6241009486804966914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/golkonda-fort.html' title='Golkonda fort'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KdZo5lYD0U4/Tafw26iyu-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/IU-lIoFKjek/s72-c/78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5923100669609472869</id><published>2011-04-15T10:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:15:23.524+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Birla Mindir .</title><content type='html'>Birla Mindir . Hydrabad.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YPcwgcfuJhM/TafwhTXVutI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8JN6wLeRCnU/s1600/84.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YPcwgcfuJhM/TafwhTXVutI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8JN6wLeRCnU/s400/84.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5923100669609472869?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5923100669609472869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5923100669609472869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/birla-mindir.html' title='Birla Mindir .'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YPcwgcfuJhM/TafwhTXVutI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8JN6wLeRCnU/s72-c/84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-5982364423026374787</id><published>2011-04-15T10:13:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:13:45.567+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kali Durga.</title><content type='html'>Kali Durga. Brila mandir. Hydrabad.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRNp-_TdRbU/TafwHvleOlI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ne_j3X8eub8/s1600/77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRNp-_TdRbU/TafwHvleOlI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ne_j3X8eub8/s400/77.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5982364423026374787?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5982364423026374787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5982364423026374787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/kali-durga.html' title='Kali Durga.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRNp-_TdRbU/TafwHvleOlI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ne_j3X8eub8/s72-c/77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7094654790047116860</id><published>2011-04-15T10:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:11:35.180+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raft Riding'/><title type='text'>Raft Riding</title><content type='html'>Raft Riding , Hoganakal .Andhara pradash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQV1Xc4lBWw/TafvazNk5uI/AAAAAAAAAVg/rRJNGyyHezg/s1600/74.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQV1Xc4lBWw/TafvazNk5uI/AAAAAAAAAVg/rRJNGyyHezg/s400/74.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7094654790047116860?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7094654790047116860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7094654790047116860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/raft-riding.html' title='Raft Riding'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQV1Xc4lBWw/TafvazNk5uI/AAAAAAAAAVg/rRJNGyyHezg/s72-c/74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6148783156394155032</id><published>2011-04-15T10:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:08:52.029+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Water fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m00f3_OMFKw/Tafu-a2aYrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/kLu21h2Col0/s1600/73.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m00f3_OMFKw/Tafu-a2aYrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/kLu21h2Col0/s400/73.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6148783156394155032?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6148783156394155032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6148783156394155032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/water-fall.html' title='Water fall'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m00f3_OMFKw/Tafu-a2aYrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/kLu21h2Col0/s72-c/73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7694051376591999358</id><published>2011-04-15T10:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:06:35.728+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taj'/><title type='text'>Wha..Taj!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPK4LXT5w_s/TaKVXh686cI/AAAAAAAAATI/DG8RDm-6Xnk/s1600/75.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPK4LXT5w_s/TaKVXh686cI/AAAAAAAAATI/DG8RDm-6Xnk/s400/75.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-5186037525792453070?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5186037525792453070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/5186037525792453070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/nature.html' title='Nature'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPK4LXT5w_s/TaKVXh686cI/AAAAAAAAATI/DG8RDm-6Xnk/s72-c/75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7561842204775356903</id><published>2011-04-11T08:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:41:35.375+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tranqulity.'/><title type='text'>Tranqulity.</title><content type='html'>Tranquility&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il6Fo1L681o/TaKUhBvoh7I/AAAAAAAAATA/EB2vldOhVWA/s1600/91.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il6Fo1L681o/TaKUhBvoh7I/AAAAAAAAATA/EB2vldOhVWA/s400/91.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. sheshnag.kashmir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7561842204775356903?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7561842204775356903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7561842204775356903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/tranqulity.html' title='Tranqulity.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il6Fo1L681o/TaKUhBvoh7I/AAAAAAAAATA/EB2vldOhVWA/s72-c/91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-291685212940487986</id><published>2011-04-11T08:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:39:27.656+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi'/><title type='text'>Hi,</title><content type='html'>hi, Is that you ...Anna?&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ImmoTC7_BHk/TaKT_hcBEVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/deiRWCBth6I/s1600/97.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ImmoTC7_BHk/TaKT_hcBEVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/deiRWCBth6I/s400/97.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-291685212940487986?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/291685212940487986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/291685212940487986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi.html' title='Hi,'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ImmoTC7_BHk/TaKT_hcBEVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/deiRWCBth6I/s72-c/97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-4537996679079551116</id><published>2011-04-11T08:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:37:30.411+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green World'/><title type='text'>Green World.</title><content type='html'>Green World. water ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1uOg_sAo8g/TaKTj5f2SEI/AAAAAAAAASw/Swv9CvVos08/s1600/99.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1uOg_sAo8g/TaKTj5f2SEI/AAAAAAAAASw/Swv9CvVos08/s400/99.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allapy. kerala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-4537996679079551116?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4537996679079551116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/4537996679079551116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/green-world.html' title='Green World.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1uOg_sAo8g/TaKTj5f2SEI/AAAAAAAAASw/Swv9CvVos08/s72-c/99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-6830213078442817441</id><published>2011-04-11T08:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:35:07.140+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Preaching'/><title type='text'>Papa, No Preaching!</title><content type='html'>Papa,Don't Preach me!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqesuuOFpOs/TaKS0PNW69I/AAAAAAAAASo/UfebvMEy1A4/s1600/100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqesuuOFpOs/TaKS0PNW69I/AAAAAAAAASo/UfebvMEy1A4/s400/100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-6830213078442817441?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6830213078442817441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/6830213078442817441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/papa-no-preaching.html' title='Papa, No Preaching!'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PqesuuOFpOs/TaKS0PNW69I/AAAAAAAAASo/UfebvMEy1A4/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-7878959479109902570</id><published>2011-04-09T09:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T09:40:23.052+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chony Kudiya.'/><title type='text'>Chony Kudiya.</title><content type='html'>chbby cheeks and rosy lips&lt;br /&gt;eyes are black,&lt;br /&gt;is that you chony kudiya?&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZWJuWrMDDA/TZ__PCjfMwI/AAAAAAAAASg/HSo6BIqeQdY/s1600/101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="257" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZWJuWrMDDA/TZ__PCjfMwI/AAAAAAAAASg/HSo6BIqeQdY/s400/101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2399139555893910199-7878959479109902570?l=jivadax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7878959479109902570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2399139555893910199/posts/default/7878959479109902570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jivadax.blogspot.com/2011/04/chony-kudiya.html' title='Chony Kudiya.'/><author><name>jivan lal</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107031569240308375648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-F_pXpdRCK44/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dgdyDrAyHUU/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZWJuWrMDDA/TZ__PCjfMwI/AAAAAAAAASg/HSo6BIqeQdY/s72-c/101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2399139555893910199.post-8410477104580170194</id><published>2011-04-09T09:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T09:34:12.310+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><title type='text'>Woooooman!</title><content type='html'>woman&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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