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			<title>The Burnt Toast</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 18:09:02 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Something which we all MUST remember..... and share..... 
  
When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><font face="Comic Sans MS">Something which we all MUST remember..... and share.....</font><br />
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<font face="Comic Sans MS">When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at mymom, and ask me how my day was at school. I dont remember what she told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on thattoast and eat every bite!</font><br />
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<font face="Comic Sans MS">When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my momapologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I<font color="navy">’</font>ll never forget what he said:Baby, I love burned toast.</font><br />
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<font face="Comic Sans MS">Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, Debbie,your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides alittle burnt toast never hurt anyone! You know, life is full of imperfectthings .. and imperfect people. I'm not the best housekeeper or cook.</font><br />
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<font face="Comic Sans MS">What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is the one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.</font><br />
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<font face="Comic Sans MS">And thats my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet ofGOD. Because in the end, He is the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where burnt toast isnt a deal-breaker! We could extend this to any relationship in fact - as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!!</font><br />
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<div align="center"><font color="green"><font face="Comic Sans MS">Dont put the key to your happiness</font></font><font color="green"><font face="Comic Sans MS">in someone else’s pocket but into your own.</font></font></div></div>

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			<title>Choice on life</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 09:53:45 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[As I sat reading an article about it, I thought to myself about the many ladies who must have gone through it - the pain, the agony, the reason for their action, the remorse. Their reason might not seem valid, maybe that's why they choose not to disclose it to anyone. But when I think about how a...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="4"><font color="darkred">As I sat reading an article about it, I thought to myself about the many ladies who must have gone through it - the pain, the agony, the reason for their action, the remorse. Their reason might not seem valid, maybe that's why they choose not to disclose it to anyone. But when I think about how a reaction would be towards it, I can only presume it to be - &quot;How could she do such a thing?&quot; </font></font></font><br />
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<font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="4"><font color="darkred">A sensitive topic which is rarely discussed. Mainly, because we don't want others to judge us by our opinion. No matter how we dicuss, it will always remain a topic best avoided by many. There are many who boldly accept it as the best thing, &amp; yet many who are willing to have numerous agruements about it being the worst thing a lady can do. But admist all the disagreements, the lady suffers in silence. Having committed the act, she can never open up, without having a thought of how she's going to be judged. </font></font></font><br />
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<font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="4"><font color="darkred">Most times we judge people not by how they are, but by their actions. No matter how genuine the reason, we are quick to judge them. We fail to put ourselves in their shoes, fail to feel what they are feeling.</font></font></font><br />
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<font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="4"><font color="darkred">At the end of the day, a life has gone by... and the arguement continues...</font></font></font></div>

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			<title><![CDATA[It's all about THAT prefect dish!]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 07:33:37 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[As if there weren't enough sites on the net about food that we have many more people blogging in their versions on various food. 
  
Personally, whenever I have a thought to make a certain dish, I surf around to find the receipe, even though it's already in a book I own. But it's relatively easy to...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>As if there weren't enough sites on the net about food that we have many more people blogging in their versions on various food.<br />
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Personally, whenever I have a thought to make a certain dish, I surf around to find the receipe, even though it's already in a book I own. But it's relatively easy to just type in the words &amp; open the webistes, rather than turn the pages from my &quot;new books&quot;. But I'm never satisfied with one version, so I look &amp; look, open more than 10 different versions of THAT receipe &amp; then I'm more confused as to which one I should choose from the lot.<br />
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Now here's a thought..... Do we really go through these sites &amp; blogs, &amp; make them exactly as mentioned &amp; get the picture prefect dish? After doing all that researching for the prefect recipe, is there anything like a prefect recipe?<br />
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Remeber having taking part in a Cookery contest, where everyone is given a chance to make a particular dish, say Chicken Tikka Masala. By the end of the contest, you can see how no two dishes are the same, despite having to make the same Chicken Tikka Masala - the colour, the taste, the garnish &amp; not to forget the calories, all will vary to some extent.<br />
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Even if we follow the receipe, the exact measurements of red chill powder, salt, curry powder - will be altered. We tend to add a little more or less to match our taste. Like they say - some like it hot. Everyone has a different palate. So in all the adding &amp; subtracting - {you know those <i>&quot;optional&quot;</i> items}, you get a different dish.<br />
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When I'm in the kitchen preparing anything, be it a salad or chicken grill, I will always put anything. If anyone asks me how much of &quot;that&quot; did I add, I will have no idea. <i>[But I am particular in checking how much salt I put &amp; my &quot;spicy&quot; factor comes from black pepper, since that is more healthy than red chilli powder]. </i>After ever new version of grilled chicken, my guinea-pig asks from where did I get this new receipe? I make it a point to answer to him after I know how he has rated the dish.<br />
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Despite the long hours in the kitchen, we may never be able to match the leagues of the sous chefs in the 5-star hotels. But just knowing that someone is there to appreciate it is worthwhile the sweat.</div>

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			<title>Eclipses - in our life</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 07:25:38 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[There are very rare instances where in we don't get good vibes from someone. But otherwise, everyone we know & meet, are good.  
  
Then what spoils the relations? I think it's an eclipse.... No I don't mean the one planetary movement causes these frictions.... I mean someone comes in between these...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><font face="Georgia">There are very rare instances where in we don't get good vibes from someone. But otherwise, everyone we know &amp; meet, are good. </font><br />
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<font face="Georgia">Then what spoils the relations? I think it's an eclipse.... No I don't mean the one planetary movement causes these frictions.... I mean someone comes in between these two people &amp; causes &quot;something&quot;. </font><br />
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<font face="Georgia">There are many myths that goes with eclipses. Most of them side to the fact that they are evil. <i>&quot; In India, during the time of the eclipse, food is neither eaten nor cooked. Many believe that when the rays of the sun don't touch the earth, the number of germs increase. All food cooked before the eclipse is, therefore, thrown away. People immerse themselves in water up to the neck in an act of cleansing. They believe that a simultaneous act of worship would help the sun fight the beast of the demon called the Rahu, that is believed to devour the sun. Pregnant women refrain from cutting and sewing during the eclipse.Since they believed the child to be born will posses some deformity&quot;.</i> But some, like - <i>&quot;In Tahiti, they believe to have had a romantic connotation. They have been interpreted as the lovemaking of the Sun and the Moon. So, people in Tahiti find the event to be something to look forward to, since the eclipse seems to be the harbinger of a divine blessing&quot;. </i></font><br />
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<font face="Georgia">I honestly, don't believe that eclipses can do good or bad to a person. It's all in our head. </font><br />
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<font face="Georgia">So you get it??? People come into our lives. It's upto us as to believe in ourself - </font></div>

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