<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946</id><updated>2012-01-24T11:59:28.679+05:30</updated><category term='everafter'/><category term='Gossip'/><category term='Fiction-ing'/><category term='women'/><category term='WELCOME'/><category term='anup'/><category term='gadgets'/><category term='RICHA'/><category term='55 FICTION'/><category term='MAKE-UP'/><category term='MEHREEN'/><category term='SEXUALITY'/><category term='award'/><category term='NARI-SHAKTI'/><category term='RIA'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='kim'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><category term='Be-Aware'/><category term='DIVINEDIU'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='Tests'/><category term='Must Haves'/><category term='PHOENIX/RAKA'/><category term='inspiring'/><category term='Valentines day'/><category term='POEMS'/><category term='HARSHITA'/><category term='Gift ideas'/><category term='GIRL POWER'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='MOVIES'/><category term='PASSION'/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Footwear'/><category term='ROMANCE'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><category term='ANWESA'/><category term='americanising desi'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Femme Fatale</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04246515616902327148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q5RqfRtVyQ/Td3kYvDgyLI/AAAAAAAACHU/juuCwrXl4I0/s220/AX036690.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2468074874042950269</id><published>2011-03-08T07:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:00:01.243+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><title type='text'>It's Our Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AAjLvave1u4/TXS03gAluJI/AAAAAAAADcY/IICManager/Upload/IMG//NewYork/baah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AAjLvave1u4/TXS03gAluJI/AAAAAAAADcY/YfE6Za1EIAA/s400/..%25255C..%25255CIICManager%25255CUpload%25255CIMG%25255C%25255CNewYork%25255Cbaah.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;If there is a future there is time for mending-&lt;br /&gt;Time to see your troubles coming to an ending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-&lt;br /&gt;When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-&lt;br /&gt;If there is time for praying there is time for healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So if through your window there is a new day breaking-&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-&lt;br /&gt;There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gtJMVS5c85c/TXS2mVbovSI/AAAAAAAADcg/nkG_DRroJlU/s1600/womens_day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gtJMVS5c85c/TXS2mVbovSI/AAAAAAAADcg/nkG_DRroJlU/s400/womens_day.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2468074874042950269?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2468074874042950269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2468074874042950269&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2468074874042950269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2468074874042950269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-our-day.html' title='It&apos;s Our Day!!'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AAjLvave1u4/TXS03gAluJI/AAAAAAAADcY/YfE6Za1EIAA/s72-c/..%25255C..%25255CIICManager%25255CUpload%25255CIMG%25255C%25255CNewYork%25255Cbaah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-4621713396316593208</id><published>2010-11-20T10:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-20T10:13:00.802+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>Home Made Lotions Can Do Wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sp.life123.com/bm.pix/lotion.s600x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 282px;" src="http://sp.life123.com/bm.pix/lotion.s600x600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homemade Moisturizing Lotion For Dry Skin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Mix six-teaspoon petroleum jelly, two-teaspoon glycerin and two-teaspoon lemon juice. Apply this moisturizing lotion at least twice a week if you have dry and flaky, arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homemade Lotion For Sunburns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Peel and grate a cucumber. Squeeze the juice to this, mix half-a-teaspoon glycerin and half-a-teaspoon rose water. Apply this on sunburns, leave it for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homemade Lotion for Cracked Heels:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If you have cracked heels, melt paraffin wax; mix it with little mustard oil and apply on the affected area. Leave it overnight. After 10 or 15 days, your heels will become smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• For cracked heals, massage the foot with coconut oil and keep the foot in warm water for some time. Wipe the water off the feet and apply a mixture of hibiscus flower (10), Henna (1 handful) and juice of half a lemon. When dry wash it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body Massage Oil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Massage your body with a mixture of coconut oil and any of your favourite scented oils like lavender or rosemary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homemade Moisturizer For Rough Palms For Your Hands:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• For rough palms, use a mixture of glycerin and limejuice in equal proportion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How To Remove Scars On Your Hands And Feet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Remove scars on your hands and feet by rubbing them with lemon peel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-4621713396316593208?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/4621713396316593208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=4621713396316593208&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4621713396316593208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4621713396316593208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/11/home-made-lotions-can-do-wonders.html' title='Home Made Lotions Can Do Wonders'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1036853723214132645</id><published>2010-11-16T10:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:12:54.377+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><title type='text'>Nourish your face for winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TOILsqg0RUI/AAAAAAAAEUU/_a4ZXGVgppA/s1600/face-mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TOILsqg0RUI/AAAAAAAAEUU/_a4ZXGVgppA/s320/face-mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540003353573213506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting in front of the heater, radiators, can actually dry up your skin especially if you don’t drink enough water. So make sure you keep up your water levels up! If you feel that winter is getting the better of you then try these stirring up masks at home, to perk up your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avocado mask &lt;/span&gt;is ideal for dry skin that becomes very irritated in the winter, nourishing your skin and providing a whole range of vitamins, minerals, antioxidants, and softening agents to fight winter dryness. Mash the flesh of avocado with a fork, add a touch of extra-virgin olive oil, and apply this smooth, fragrant mixture onto your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* An &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;egg white mask&lt;/span&gt; is good for oily skin with large pores. This mask will refresh and tighten your oily skin and will make it look much healthier than before. In the winter, it will create a natural barrier to protect your skin from harsh winds and frost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Smooth a beaten egg yolk all over your face, let rest for half-an-hour, and rinse with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* An &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oatmeal mask&lt;/span&gt; is great remedy to beat cold wind; your face should feel very soft, refreshed, and healed.Mix together in equal proportions raw oatmeal flakes, egg yolk and honey. Keep the mask on your face for about 20 minutes, wash with lukewarm water, and pat dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana mask&lt;/span&gt; is great for those who have combination skin and suffer from winter elements. It will smooth, soften, moisturize and nourish your skin whenever necessary and will make you forget about the cold, harsh, and nasty winter outside. Mix mashed banana with fresh sweet cream and apply all over your face for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-1036853723214132645?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1036853723214132645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1036853723214132645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1036853723214132645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1036853723214132645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/11/nourish-your-face-for-winter.html' title='Nourish your face for winter'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TOILsqg0RUI/AAAAAAAAEUU/_a4ZXGVgppA/s72-c/face-mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2858099922011903678</id><published>2010-11-02T16:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:59:15.778+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><title type='text'>The Best lines said by a Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TM_0YyBpqLI/AAAAAAAADIc/-FlBDvRShiI/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TM_0YyBpqLI/AAAAAAAADIc/-FlBDvRShiI/s400/a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;When I was born, A Woman was there to hold me: My Mother &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grew up, A woman was there to care &amp;amp; play with me: My Sister &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school, A Woman was there to help me learn: My Teacher &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got depressed when I lost, A Woman was there to offer a shoulder: My Girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a companionship &amp;amp; love, A Woman was there for me: My Wife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became tough, A Woman was there to melt me: My Daughter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I will die, A Woman will be there to absorb me in: My Motherland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;If you are a Man, value every Woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a Woman, feel Proud to be one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&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/1070658053435048946-2858099922011903678?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2858099922011903678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2858099922011903678&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2858099922011903678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2858099922011903678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/11/best-lines-said-by-man.html' title='The Best lines said by a Man'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TM_0YyBpqLI/AAAAAAAADIc/-FlBDvRShiI/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-8875845375940941375</id><published>2010-10-12T11:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:13:11.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Money Talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tumblr_l8xk0ggmbl1qdvd50o1_500_large" class="img" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/3945834/tumblr_l8xk0ggmbl1qdvd50o1_500_large.jpg?1284793340" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿1. No point using your limited life to chase unlimited money.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2. No point earning so much money you cannot live to spend it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Money is not yours until you spend it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;4. When you are young, you use your health to chase your wealth; when you are old, you use your wealth to buy back your health. The only difference is that it's too late by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5. How happy a man is, does not depend on how much he has, but how little he needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;6. No point working so hard to provide for the people you have no time to spend with.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-8875845375940941375?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/8875845375940941375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=8875845375940941375&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8875845375940941375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8875845375940941375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/10/money-talks.html' title='Money Talks'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5322564411042154246</id><published>2010-09-29T10:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-29T10:20:00.894+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>Health Benefits of Coconut Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.getnidokidos.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="height: 248px;" alt="" src="http://img231.imageshack.us/img231/5894/h10c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coconut water is one of the best natural drinks Mother Nature has packed for us within the kernel of coconut, this natural water is not only tasteful refreshing drink but can be considered as one of the best natural health drinks from herbal world. Here are some health benefits of coconut water:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Health Benefits of Coconut Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking coconut water keeps the body cool and at the proper temperature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coconut Water is an Antibacterial. Coconut water contains monolaurin, an antiviral, antibacterial and antiprozoal monoglyceride that is used to kill lipid-coated viruses such as HIV, Herpes, cytomegalovirus, flu and various pathogenic bacteria.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Coconut water is great at reducing vomiting. People who have typhoid, malaria, fevers or other ailments that are known to induce vomiting drink coconut water to settle the stomach. As such, coconut water is also a good thing to drink during a hangover.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coconut helps in keeping check over urinary infections. It is very effective in treating kidney and urethral stones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Coconut water is very effective in treating intestinal disturbances in infants. It kills intestinal worms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making coconut a part of the daily diet is recommended for those who have been troubled by kidney stones. When taken along with mediation, it helps break up the stones, making it easier for the body to push them out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For all those people who are trying to lose weight, drinking coconut water would prove quite useful. This is because the drink increases the rate of metabolism, thus aiding weight loss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5322564411042154246?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5322564411042154246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5322564411042154246&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5322564411042154246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5322564411042154246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/09/health-benefits-of-coconut-water.html' title='Health Benefits of Coconut Water'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5241444188390520618</id><published>2010-09-19T10:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-19T10:13:00.378+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>How To Know Your Skin Type</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.getnidokidos.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="height: 183px;" alt="" src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/3166/showerbabies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you have Normal, Dry or Oily Skin? Oh!! You don’t know your skin type… It will be really difficult for you to choose any skin products without knowing its type. Do not worry here you will find a very simple method to identify your skin type. You can find it at home easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Wash your face with mild soap or face wash. Pat it dry with a soft towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Now wait for an hour and do not apply anything on your face. Do not go in very hot or cold climate. For better result stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * Take tissue paper and press on different spots of your face. For better results use separate piece of tissue onto each area of your face like chin, cheeks, forehead, nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * After few minutes examine each tissue and look for any residue on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oily Skin –&lt;/span&gt; The tissue will stick to your face and have oily spots. Your face will look shiny specially nose, chicks and forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dry Skin&lt;/span&gt; – The tissue will not stick and will not have any oily spots. After washing your face, you feel stretched skin i.e. tight and dryness in skin is observed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Combination Skin – &lt;/span&gt;If tissue sticks in your T-zone (forehead, nose and chin). It is oily as well as dry mix. T-zone part of face is oily and rest is dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Normal Skin –&lt;/span&gt; Face looks neither too oily nor too dry. Skin looks very bright and is blemish free. Hardly 20% of women have this skin type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Avoid testing your skin when you have applied oil to your hair. As oil gets spread over the forehead and it may give wrong impression as oily skin. So test your skin when your hair is oil-free.&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/1070658053435048946-5241444188390520618?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5241444188390520618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5241444188390520618&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5241444188390520618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5241444188390520618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-to-know-your-skin-type.html' title='How To Know Your Skin Type'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-8129742880857242221</id><published>2010-09-09T10:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:11:16.500+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img713.imageshack.us/img713/5135/anewday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a rel="nofollow" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 51, 102);" title="Click to join nidokidos" target="_blank" href="http://www.getnidokidos.com/"&gt;       &lt;/a&gt;       &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 51, 102);" title="Click to join nidokidos" target="_blank" href="http://www.getnidokidos.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1284007142_2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the beginning of a new day.&lt;br /&gt;I have been given this day to use as I will.&lt;br /&gt;I can waste it, or use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make it a day long to be remembered&lt;br /&gt;for its joy, its beauty and its achievements,&lt;br /&gt;or it can be filled with pettiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do today is important because&lt;br /&gt;I am exchanging a day of my life for it.&lt;br /&gt;When tomorrow comes this day will be gone forever,&lt;br /&gt;but I shall hold something which I have traded for it.&lt;br /&gt;It may be no more than a memory, but&lt;br /&gt;if it is a worthy one I shall not regret the price.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be gain not loss, good not evil,&lt;br /&gt;success not failure.&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/1070658053435048946-8129742880857242221?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/8129742880857242221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=8129742880857242221&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8129742880857242221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8129742880857242221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2988707293389184566</id><published>2010-09-07T12:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:24:22.589+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>Why do we shout?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TIXdw_LxDLI/AAAAAAAADCo/MzSaY1MMsGg/s1600/Love+Flower.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TIXdw_LxDLI/AAAAAAAADCo/MzSaY1MMsGg/s400/Love+Flower.bmp" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One day a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; saint asked his disciples, 'Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples thought for a while and&amp;nbsp;one of them said, 'We shout when we lose our calm.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But, why shout when the other person is just next to you?' asked the saint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you're angry?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples gave some other answers but none of them satisfied the saint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he explained, 'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other through the great distance created.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the saint asked, 'What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saint continued, 'When they start loving each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, they only whisper and get even more closer to each other. Finally they do not whisper, they only need to look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they are in love.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORAL:&lt;/strong&gt; When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that could increase the distance between each other, else there will come a day when the distance&amp;nbsp;will be&amp;nbsp;so great that you will not find the path to return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2988707293389184566?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2988707293389184566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2988707293389184566&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2988707293389184566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2988707293389184566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-day-saint-asked-his-disciples-why.html' title='Why do we shout?'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TIXdw_LxDLI/AAAAAAAADCo/MzSaY1MMsGg/s72-c/Love+Flower.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1921082754754154201</id><published>2010-08-31T17:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:53:01.100+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>The Strength Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/THzzA8KGrWI/AAAAAAAADAo/ajI5y_Esq0A/s1600/Fall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/THzzA8KGrWI/AAAAAAAADAo/ajI5y_Esq0A/s400/Fall.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Forces against us can never be more powerful than the force within us. God never gives us anything that we can't handle. Trust god and work hard."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-1921082754754154201?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1921082754754154201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1921082754754154201&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1921082754754154201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1921082754754154201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/08/strength-within.html' title='The Strength Within'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/THzzA8KGrWI/AAAAAAAADAo/ajI5y_Esq0A/s72-c/Fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-843422348118680708</id><published>2010-08-24T10:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-24T10:15:00.425+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><title type='text'>6 Little Things Girls Do That Guys Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731118594/6-little-things-girls-do-that-guys-love/"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x3f.xanga.com/9288261a04d70270492290/z147623285.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Have nice-smelling hair.&lt;/strong&gt; It's well-known to the entire male kingdom that girls smell nice -- way nicer than boys. When he gets a whiff of your orange-blossom shampoo, you send all kinds of tingles down to his....well, you know. &lt;span id="cuttaganchor"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Touch him unexpectedly.&lt;/strong&gt; Arm, lower back, ears, hair, jawline, some place lower...use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Look sexy, not slutty, when you go out with him.&lt;/strong&gt; When he can tell every dude in the room is checking you out and envying him for nabbing a hot girl like you, he feels proud as a peacock. When you wear something TOO revealing and go around nabbing every guy in the room, he just feels pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. When you ask him to lift something heavy.&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, maybe you could lift it on your own, but that's no fun! Let him feel macho when he moves that futon six inches closer to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Order a real drink.&lt;/strong&gt; Cosmos, apple-tinis and white zin? Cute, but totally expected. Bourbon, beer or scotch? Totally badass. And hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Hang out with his friends.&lt;/strong&gt; If you're the kind of laid-back chick who can plop down on the couch with his buddies with no problem, or work a crowd at a party he throws, he'll thank his lucky stars he has a cool, go-with-the-flow girl who can take care of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your guy love when you do, Lovelies? And guys, what would you add?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-843422348118680708?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/843422348118680708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=843422348118680708&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/843422348118680708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/843422348118680708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/08/6-little-things-girls-do-that-guys-love.html' title='6 Little Things Girls Do That Guys Love'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-6330329612222707414</id><published>2010-08-19T10:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:14:05.693+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><title type='text'>14 Things You Should Never Say To a Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 class="itemtitle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x00.xanga.com/b16f651b18133270983841/m216133737.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Glamour Magazine posted 14 things you should never say to a guy. They asked a few men to spill the details on the phrases guys dread. I found the list quite amusing and I'm sure you will too! &lt;span id="cuttaganchor"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x03.xanga.com/5fef931255732270983842/m216133738.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you TiVo the game? I need to watch the finale of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bachelor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x58.xanga.com/0e3f971275732270983843/m216133739.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x62.xanga.com/0d9f921718132270983844/m216133740.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your best friend is seriously hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x8c.xanga.com/8a4f961518132270983845/m216133741.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can’t stand your mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x6f.xanga.com/3d2f9a1b18135270983846/m216133742.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually, you’re not the best I’ve ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x78.xanga.com/8bff801255735270983847/m216133743.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last night I thought about my ex while we were having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://xff.xanga.com/daaf841275735270983848/m216133744.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe you should pick up some Rogaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x4e.xanga.com/763e121215734270983849/m216133745.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I read your texts while you were in the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://xe6.xanga.com/25ff641518133270983850/m216133746.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My cat’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my number one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://xef.xanga.com/475f921b18132270983851/m216133747.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, your brother’s single now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x9a.xanga.com/178f961255732270983852/m216133748.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really wish you’d shave your back&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://xb3.xanga.com/013f9a1275735270983853/m216133749.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve always dreamed of a 300-guest wedding in a castle, haven’t you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://xdb.xanga.com/3aaf911718132270983854/m216133750.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother is going to visit and stay with us for an entire week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cboxElement" rel="x-setting-lightbox" href="http://www.lovelyish.com/731715162/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-a-guy/?cuttag=true#"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" src="http://x34.xanga.com/c86f951518132270983855/m216133751.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s a shame I didn’t meet your roommate before I met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-6330329612222707414?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/6330329612222707414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=6330329612222707414&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6330329612222707414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6330329612222707414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/08/14-things-you-should-never-say-to-guy.html' title='14 Things You Should Never Say To a Guy'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-315635958516548248</id><published>2010-08-18T11:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:47:28.723+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><title type='text'>Behind Every Successful Man....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.great-inspirational-quotes.com/images/behind-every-successful-man-there-is-a-woman-visitors-painting-21327547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" ox="true" src="http://www.great-inspirational-quotes.com/images/behind-every-successful-man-there-is-a-woman-visitors-painting-21327547.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;One night president Obama and his wife Michelle decided to do something out of routine &amp;amp; go for a casual dinner at a restaurant that wasn't too expensive. When they were seated, the owner of the restaurant asked the president's secret service if he could speak to the First Lady in private. They obliged and Michelle had a word with the owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Following the conversation President Obama asked Michelle, "Why was he so interested in talking to you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;She said that in here teens, he had been madly in love with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;President Obama said, " So if you had married him, you would be the owner of this lovely restaurant now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To which Michelle replied, " No if i had married him, he would be the president now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-315635958516548248?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/315635958516548248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=315635958516548248&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/315635958516548248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/315635958516548248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/08/behind-every-successful-man.html' title='Behind Every Successful Man....'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-9078630400352356712</id><published>2010-08-11T12:29:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:03:27.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>Simple Yet So True....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLtnc6e-I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/hlGYnywTkVA/s1600/SS1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504044941656620002" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLs5Q9v7I/AAAAAAAAC3A/a-fp9EYPq6M/s400/SS4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLsZF1VFI/AAAAAAAAC24/SU0yUMA1bws/s1600/SS5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504044920621847634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLsZF1VFI/AAAAAAAAC24/SU0yUMA1bws/s400/SS5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLJJp-15I/AAAAAAAAC2w/GqULkIu6tOo/s1600/SS6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504044315183077266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLJJp-15I/AAAAAAAAC2w/GqULkIu6tOo/s400/SS6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLIrT-vOI/AAAAAAAAC2o/BMIj8IK1xuY/s1600/SS7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504044307037732066" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-9078630400352356712?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/9078630400352356712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=9078630400352356712&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/9078630400352356712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/9078630400352356712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-yet-so-true.html' title='Simple Yet So True....'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TGJLtnc6e-I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/hlGYnywTkVA/s72-c/SS1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5755548885638852681</id><published>2010-08-03T21:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:36:17.137+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>HEY YOU! YES YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6hcgt2Idw1qb6wcjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6hcgt2Idw1qb6wcjo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey you. Yes you. The one reading this. Think you’re too fat? Too skinny? What about too tall, short, ugly, worthless, or anything else along those lines? Well guess what. I think you all are beautiful. I think you all deserve to wake up with a smile on your face, and go to bed with a smile on your face. You all deserve happiness. Screw the boy that broke your heart, and fuck the girl that messed with your feelings. Forget about your parents, and what they say to you. Don’t worry about them. Think about your future. How nice it’s going to be in 20 years from now, to be laying in a bed with the one you love, and just knowing that you’re the one that the other one wants to be with forever. Think about all the success you’re going to do, and how many smiles you’re going to put on someones face. Think about your future kids, and grand-children. Think about what you are going to do with your life. In 20 years from now, everything that is happening now, won’t matter ! at all. You might not remember anything that is happening right now. If you think you have it bad, think about all the things you have in life. Have a roof over your head? Yes, well someone else in this world doesn’t. Have clothes on your back? Yeah, well someone else in this world doesn’t. You have your friends? There’s someone else in the world that doesn’t. You still have your life, you have your heart, your eyes, your ears, your legs, your feet, your arms, your hands, and most importantly, you have someone that is going to love you for who you are. You may not know them now, and you may not think that they do, but they do. And they will give up anything, just to be with you. Now, smile because you’re always going to have it better than someone else out there. Don’t frown because something happened, that isn’t going to matter later in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5755548885638852681?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5755548885638852681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5755548885638852681&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5755548885638852681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5755548885638852681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-you-yes-you.html' title='HEY YOU! YES YOU!'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-6266755516629838407</id><published>2010-07-19T10:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:04:24.431+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>Home Remedies for Weight Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TEPjvclc4iI/AAAAAAAAEJs/KuvUC4_W6ok/s1600/weight-loss-programs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TEPjvclc4iI/AAAAAAAAEJs/KuvUC4_W6ok/s400/weight-loss-programs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495486374588768802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Diet is a change in behavior, when you want to lose extra weight you have to change your lifestyle by changing the food intake behavior and exercise. You have to organize and plan your day in order to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weight Loss Home Remedies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home remedies for weight loss support your efforts in losing extra pounds. These are simple and natural means to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Include plenty of cabbage in your diet. Eat cabbage as a salad or added to other food. Try to replace one meal with a cabbage meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Drink three cups of green tea daily to deal with the extra weight. Green tea is an herbal fat burner that has many other additional health benefits to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Mix one teaspoon of honey to half a cup of lukewarm water and half a cup of lime juice. Drink on an empty stomach in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Eat two red tomatoes every morning for breakfast for a few months. This will cut extra calories from your diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Avoid adding too much salt in your food as it may be a factor for increasing body weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Mint is very helpful in losing weight. Chutney of green mint with some spices can be taken with meals. Mint tea is also beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Spices like dry ginger, cinnamon, black pepper etc. are good for loosing weight and can be used in a number of ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. The leaves of Indian plum (jambula) are considered valuable in getting rid of excess body fat. Soak a handful of jambula leaves in water and keep them overnight. Drink this water next day in the morning, on an empty stomach. Do it for about a month or so, to get result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Consume plenty of fluids. This helps to eliminate the undigested foods effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. You must have at least one bitter vegetable (like bitter gourd, drumstick etc.) per day. This helps in the proper metabolism of fats and do not allow them to accumulate in the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are only some of the home remedies for weight loss and are not alone sufficient to lose weight. I exercise regularly too and I walk sometimes. Hand in Hand the progress in made towards fat dissolve (I'd call it) and since I am on it, I sure would wanna share it with you all what exactly it is that will make me fit and healthy in the long run. Gym when discontinued adds up double the weight and that is the biggest set back of it. So walk more and burn that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is a very low calorie meal plan that is designed to loose weight in a short period of time. It has few natural sugars and fewer, though sufficient, complex carbohydrates. It also contains very few desserts. If you feel hungry on this diet, you can eat raw vegetables seasoned with mustard, lemon juice or vinegar in between meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BREAKFAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;a. 1 cup nonfat plain yogurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unsweetened herb tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;b. 1 soft-boiled egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 slice whole wheat toast (dry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ounces fresh orange juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsweetened herb tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. 1/2 cup fruity oatmeal (unsweetened)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup skimmed milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsweetened Herb tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;LUNCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;a. 1 cup Gazpacho with 2 ounces cubed tofu, tossed with soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crudites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 apple, pear or orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;b. 1/2 cup Tuna salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crudites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 apple, pear or orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Vegetable Pita Pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 apple, pear or orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;a. Broiled Chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamed Artichoke with lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grated Carrot Salad or Watecress and mushroom salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;b. Fish Teriyaki (31/2 ounce serving, or Poached Filet of Sole with Tomatoe Puree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup brown rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamed spinach or broccoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tossed green salad with Low-fat vinaigrette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Stir-fried tofu and vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup cooked bulgur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen apple Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Weight Losing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-6266755516629838407?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/6266755516629838407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=6266755516629838407&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6266755516629838407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6266755516629838407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/07/home-remedies-for-weight-loss.html' title='Home Remedies for Weight Loss'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TEPjvclc4iI/AAAAAAAAEJs/KuvUC4_W6ok/s72-c/weight-loss-programs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-6368844237322692556</id><published>2010-07-11T11:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-11T11:33:37.022+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>7 Deadly Hair Sins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TDld1nTjvHI/AAAAAAAAEH0/sBC2eaKw3J0/s1600/z214955759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TDld1nTjvHI/AAAAAAAAEH0/sBC2eaKw3J0/s400/z214955759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492524396220497010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confessions of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://beauty.lovelyish.com"&gt;Sinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - Read and Learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’m a bit obsessive when it comes to my hair. Even so I admit that I have done many things that has damaged it. Here’s a list of the crimes I have commit to my crowning glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comb wet hair.&lt;/span&gt; My hair has always been weak, but hair is at its weakest when wet and combing it increases hair breakage. However, if you must, use a wide tooth comb as it’s gentler on your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Elastic bands.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tying my hair is one of the biggest hair crimes that I have committed. This causes the most damage to my hair. Working out, bad hair days, and no time to do my hair attributes to why I tie my hair, but I now try and keep it loose more often, or opt for a clip. Best tip for this is to not tie your hair too tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Flat ironing when wet or without prior blow drying.&lt;/span&gt; I have learned to always blow my hair before ironing it. I have a BaByliss Wet n Dry flatiron this has done the most damage to my hair. My hair became dried out and the masses of split ends that I had more than doubled in number. In order to minimize the damage I had to make an emergency trip to tip my ends and get a hot oil treatment. Also ensure that you use a heat protection product before adding heat to your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not treating hair prior to swimming.&lt;/span&gt; I don’t swim with a swimming cap, regardless of how I put it on, my hair always gets wet so I go without it. Whether it is salt water, or chlorine, your strands may end up a bit coarse. Always put a treatment on prior to swimming to protect your hair and follow the swim with a good shampoo to minimized the damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chemical treatments.&lt;/span&gt; I can’t remember the longest time that I have not gone without some form of chemical treatments. Whether it be dye, or straighteners, my hair has gone through its fair share of chemicals, especially in the form of box dyes. I had always attributed my hair breakage to weak hair, however, after a sabbatical from using dyes on my hair I have realized that it caused my hair to break, after I had dyed it again. So I have switched to using henna dye. Yes its messy and limited color options (natural henna is red), but I choose to keep my precious strands. So it’s best to keep your chemical treatments to a minimum if you don’t use natural products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Too much product. &lt;/span&gt;After hearing the wonders of silicone by family, friends and hairdressers, I had decided to try it out myself. However instead of using it, I abused it. Although I was only using a blob, I used it every day, which caused oil to build up in my hair. Even washing it couldn’t remove the masses of oil, which made my hair flat, and almost impossible to style. After taking a much needed sabbatical, I now use it sparingly, once a week or at most twice. So take it easy with any product, you may end up with the opposite effect of what you desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Allowing a friend to cut my hair.&lt;/span&gt; HUGE mistake, but the only excuse is that I was in high school, and we all do something stupid at least once as a teenager. I ended up with a skew fringe that took forever to grow out and had to be hid behind hair bands and grips. So always go to a good hairdresser to get your hair cut, especially if it’s bangs or a fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After committing all these felonies, all I can say is, thank goodness I could cut off the damage and patiently wait for my hair to grow back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful girls, Hair is the biggest beauty asset and it has to be pampered not left to ruin. Yes we like to style and try out new stuff but make sure it doesn't kill. Any other sin you commit or did you can confess here :)&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/1070658053435048946-6368844237322692556?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/6368844237322692556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=6368844237322692556&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6368844237322692556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6368844237322692556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/07/7-deadly-hair-sins.html' title='7 Deadly Hair Sins'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TDld1nTjvHI/AAAAAAAAEH0/sBC2eaKw3J0/s72-c/z214955759.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7897989819837306858</id><published>2010-07-08T15:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:43:10.586+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>The Law of the Garbage Truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TDWiu7nPvQI/AAAAAAAACmI/dTaOE1lNaks/s1600/Drop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491474247808171266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TDWiu7nPvQI/AAAAAAAACmI/dTaOE1lNaks/s400/Drop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One day I hopped into a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just a few inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. He was so unperturbed. So I asked, 'Why did you do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when the taxi driver explained what is called,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Law of the Garbage Truck:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that a lot of people, perhaps, are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, frustration, anger, disappointment and excessive greed. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and left with no other option, sometimes they'll dump it on someone else, and that could be you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they do that just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Try not to take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, home, on the streets or elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line here is that most of the successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up with regrets in the morning. So, Love the people who treat you right &amp;amp; pray for the ones who don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is 10% of what you make it &amp;amp; 90% of how you take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed, garbage-free day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-7897989819837306858?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7897989819837306858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7897989819837306858&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7897989819837306858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7897989819837306858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/07/law-of-garbage-truck.html' title='The Law of the Garbage Truck'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TDWiu7nPvQI/AAAAAAAACmI/dTaOE1lNaks/s72-c/Drop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-678633187572361497</id><published>2010-06-29T11:22:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T11:27:47.695+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>Life is a Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TCmKI9mxYcI/AAAAAAAACjg/qYziScH0CiU/s1600/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488069507508429250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TCmKI9mxYcI/AAAAAAAACjg/qYziScH0CiU/s400/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is nothing more beautiful than a rainbow in nature; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but it takes both rain and sunshine in tandem to make one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If life is to be multi-colored and as enchanting as a rainbow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;both joy and sorrow will be a part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-678633187572361497?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/678633187572361497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=678633187572361497&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/678633187572361497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/678633187572361497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-rainbow.html' title='Life is a Rainbow'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TCmKI9mxYcI/AAAAAAAACjg/qYziScH0CiU/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5816851069727150884</id><published>2010-06-21T12:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-21T12:28:54.180+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>The 12 Commandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MzCJB2wI/AAAAAAAACh8/nYCqZ4VzPv0/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116942048156418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MzCJB2wI/AAAAAAAACh8/nYCqZ4VzPv0/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MylVI_LI/AAAAAAAACh0/2qb0OBEWKGI/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116934314327218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MylVI_LI/AAAAAAAACh0/2qb0OBEWKGI/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8Mx41-f9I/AAAAAAAAChs/GhRH9Hcs0wE/s1600/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116922372456402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8Mx41-f9I/AAAAAAAAChs/GhRH9Hcs0wE/s400/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MxXg10UI/AAAAAAAAChk/apmV8FT6Euk/s1600/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116913425436994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MxXg10UI/AAAAAAAAChk/apmV8FT6Euk/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MXd7d4FI/AAAAAAAAChc/EIRX9PxekwI/s1600/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116468471128146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MXd7d4FI/AAAAAAAAChc/EIRX9PxekwI/s400/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MWyiYXlI/AAAAAAAAChU/jd7V5RghLjw/s1600/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116456823184978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MWyiYXlI/AAAAAAAAChU/jd7V5RghLjw/s400/6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MWbnvOMI/AAAAAAAAChM/KPTV-6BsCOE/s1600/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116450671638722" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/122/F836DECD1F50B90436F8B75E9229B688.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5816851069727150884?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5816851069727150884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5816851069727150884&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5816851069727150884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5816851069727150884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/06/12-commandments.html' title='The 12 Commandments'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/TB8MzCJB2wI/AAAAAAAACh8/nYCqZ4VzPv0/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-3187097083669896824</id><published>2010-04-27T10:04:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:05:17.643+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Love Conquers All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S9Zui2TQ5YI/AAAAAAAACVc/HD3CLHQIaeI/s1600/Wedding_Bells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464676742831596930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S9Zui2TQ5YI/AAAAAAAACVc/HD3CLHQIaeI/s400/Wedding_Bells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had just reached office and logged in to blogger like i do everyday. I was casually going through my blog roll when it suddenly hit me! There was a blog which had been updated recently....and i can't tell u my reaction after reading the post. Ok now moving on from your guesses and not to keep u waiting anymore, let me tell you what has happened.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our very own Americanising Desi aka Seher is now committed!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, all those lovey dovey posts &amp;amp; all our prayers have come true. I couldn't think of a better way to congratulate her than to write a post on it, coz a mere comment would be insufficient for me to express my happiness. Congrats gurl &amp;amp; even though i am a bit miffed at the thought that u hid this for such a long time....i forgive you coz i know that u must have had your own reasons for doing so. And now that its official, there's definitely no turning back. My faith in god is restored, good things do happen to good people and its proven now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Congratulations &amp;amp; God Bless the two of You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-3187097083669896824?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/3187097083669896824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=3187097083669896824&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3187097083669896824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3187097083669896824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-conquers-all.html' title='Love Conquers All'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S9Zui2TQ5YI/AAAAAAAACVc/HD3CLHQIaeI/s72-c/Wedding_Bells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7400231558744502917</id><published>2010-04-15T19:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:22:00.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>Natural Beauty Tips, Every Girl Should Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="false" aiotitle="natural-beauty-tips" href="http://www.sheclick.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/natural-beauty-tips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-51" src="http://www.sheclick.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/natural-beauty-tips-219x300.jpg" alt="" width="219" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping on your back will prevent many wrinkles and breakouts on your face, and even wrinkles in your cleavage area&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing clothes that are tight make you look heavier. Even a slim girl can bulge over too-tight jeans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put on a coat of clear nail polish before a colored polish to keep your nails from discoloring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being angry really does take away from your beauty now and will result in more wrinkles later&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing less make-up makes you look younger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vitamins and minerals are needed for health and beauty, but more is not always better. Too much Vitamin A or Selenium can cause hair loss. There is nothing beautiful about losing your hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are unhappy with a hair conditioner, it will still make a great “shaving cream” for your legs in the shower&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When shaving, don’t stretch the skin or you could cause ingrown hairs by shaving hair off slightly under the skin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink plenty of water and get eight hours of sleep every day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tighten bra straps as they stretch out, or buy a new bra when they can’t tighten any further, to keep the bosom looking young and perky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instead of shaving over and over, with the hairs coming in darker and thicker each time, try waxing. Waxing to remove hair will result in softer hairs each time and result in permanent hair loss after a few sessions. Aussie Nad’s is an all-natural product which is easy to use&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping on two or three pillows at a time, or on an Acid Reflux Sleep Wedge will help get rid of dark circles under your eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise while dieting is a must or your skin will be too large (and saggy) for your smaller body. It is much, much tougher to tighten skin after your body shrinks than as you go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After washing your face, rinse in cold water (fair-skinned people should use cool instead of cold) to close the pores and tighten the facial muscles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are out of quick-dry spray for nails, dip your fingers into a bowl of ice-cold water. (Don’t to touch the sides of the bowl.) Your nails will dry very quickly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good posture can make you look much slimmer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing a low heel will give you better posture than wearing flat shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Renew thick nail polish by adding a few drops of fingernail polish remover to the bottle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a nail polish bottle not get stuck closed, put a thin coat of Vaseline inside the lid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean hair brushes occasionally with dish soap and borax. In a dishpan of very warm water, add 1/2 cup of borax and a few drops of liquid dish soap. Swish the brushes to stir, rinse, and let air dry. Scrub any stubborn spots with a used toothbrush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-7400231558744502917?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7400231558744502917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7400231558744502917&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7400231558744502917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7400231558744502917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/04/natural-beauty-tips-every-girl-should.html' title='Natural Beauty Tips, Every Girl Should Know'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2253034483854567717</id><published>2010-04-14T00:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:52:46.703+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>A GOOD WOMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dedicated to only NICE aka GOOD WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8TEM-H9QOI/AAAAAAAADcU/U0JERCFQa1E/s1600/4042520104_d3bae807e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8TEM-H9QOI/AAAAAAAADcU/U0JERCFQa1E/s400/4042520104_d3bae807e6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459704375393730786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good woman is proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She respects herself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is aware of who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, nor does she expect them to read her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is quite capable of articulating her needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good woman is hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows love, therefore she gives love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good woman has a dash of inspiration and a dabble of endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows that she will at times have to inspire others to reach the potential God gave them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good woman knows her past, understands her present and forces toward the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good woman knows God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows that with God the world is her playground, but without God she will just be played with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons meant to bring her closer to self-knowledge and unconditional self-love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, I am a good Woman! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2253034483854567717?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2253034483854567717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2253034483854567717&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2253034483854567717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2253034483854567717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-woman.html' title='A GOOD WOMAN'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8TEM-H9QOI/AAAAAAAADcU/U0JERCFQa1E/s72-c/4042520104_d3bae807e6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-8422583302733340879</id><published>2010-04-11T01:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:36:54.763+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>For my lovelies</title><content type='html'>Hey my gorgeous babes :D this one is just for your treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visually fattening but zero addition to calories howwzat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8DXxk_YTYI/AAAAAAAADW0/HeLgwLVtxns/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8DXpzzHraI/AAAAAAAADWM/FQfce2JlxYc/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458599861652270498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-8422583302733340879?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/8422583302733340879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=8422583302733340879&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8422583302733340879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8422583302733340879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-my-lovelies.html' title='For my lovelies'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S8DXxk_YTYI/AAAAAAAADW0/HeLgwLVtxns/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2493512994061737781</id><published>2010-04-01T21:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:24:47.627+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>I'd love to marry you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S7TAh8XGLiI/AAAAAAAADQ0/yaDJuaZ76MU/s1600/tumblr_kzut3bneYZ1qzilpso1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S7TAh8XGLiI/AAAAAAAADQ0/yaDJuaZ76MU/s400/tumblr_kzut3bneYZ1qzilpso1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455196738023730722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You really don't have to be disarmingly handsome to be my perfect man.  You should be, at least, cute, but that's not a priority too, For all I will notice is will you make the best father of children to be born.  You should be charming, know how to melt me with your words and no it doesn't have to be hot talk.  You should always be honest, but never cruel.  You should be hilarious. I love to laugh and you should know how to make me laugh because I laugh at very selected notes and tones.  You should also have good friends.  Honestly,  I will judge you by the friends you keep and I'll be happy to hang out with yours.  There's got to be a balance between how you manage work, home and friends.  But make sure that your friends are not jerks or they'll ruin everything.  Be romantic from time to time.  Too much romance is boring, but when you play your cards at the right time, I can assure you I  will melt for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's pretty much it.  Does anyone fit that description?  I'd love to marry you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2493512994061737781?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2493512994061737781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2493512994061737781&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2493512994061737781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2493512994061737781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/04/id-love-to-marry-you.html' title='I&apos;d love to marry you'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S7TAh8XGLiI/AAAAAAAADQ0/yaDJuaZ76MU/s72-c/tumblr_kzut3bneYZ1qzilpso1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1385887938958716323</id><published>2010-03-23T13:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:33:52.413+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><title type='text'>Pondering on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S6h0DaazumI/AAAAAAAACOI/J57GoyN-9ws/s1600-h/Couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451734950912178786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S6h0DaazumI/AAAAAAAACOI/J57GoyN-9ws/s400/Couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To know when to go away and when to come closer is the&lt;br /&gt;key to any lasting relationship.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-1385887938958716323?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1385887938958716323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1385887938958716323&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1385887938958716323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1385887938958716323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/03/pondering-on.html' title='Pondering on....'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S6h0DaazumI/AAAAAAAACOI/J57GoyN-9ws/s72-c/Couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2471841022357168224</id><published>2010-03-14T22:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-15T13:07:56.409+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><title type='text'>10 things guys wish girls knew - Shocking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S50d7zqnwfI/AAAAAAAADHo/tiYLFOO6wcM/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S50d7zqnwfI/AAAAAAAADHo/tiYLFOO6wcM/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448544037506630130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Caught this from somewhere while browsing and oh what a shocker indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You girls might just laugh it off like I did because somewhere deep down we have a feeling about this and we tell us that "naaaaaaaaaaaaa it is just negative thoughts :P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But naaaaaaaaaaaa not really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do read and pass it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I think it is worth it!&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://findarticles.com/p/search/?qa=Jodi%20Bryson"&gt;Jodi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;1 Calling you on the phone does not mean what you think it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Please, tell me why a girl thinks calling her equals I want her to be my girlfriend,"&lt;/span&gt; says Mikey. Blunt, but we like blunt. Every guy surveyed says he feels tons of pressure from girls when it comes to the telephone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's like calling a girl means I'm admitting I like her, but that's not what's up,"&lt;/span&gt; explains Mikey. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's more like I'm calling because I might like her. I hate calling because the next day the girl acts like she owns me. Or, if she's shy, suddenly she can barely talk to me because she's scared. It's stupid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power You know you're hung up on the phone if, when a guy calls, you think you have some kind of romantic upper hand. "I'm just calling because you're cute or nice or whatever," says Jordan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you treat me like I'm a dog just because I think you're cool enough to dial up, then you're a b-word."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In other words, for a guy, it's just a phone call, not a confession of undying love. Hel-lo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 You are much prettier without all that makeup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from our survey, boys can't stand makeup. In fact, it seems they can't complain about it enough. Sure, they all like pretty girls, but they also have a problem with a face that looks full-on painted. And what looks painted to a guy is far less than what you might think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why do girls think they need to have so much crap on their faces?"&lt;/span&gt; asks Billy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Girls at my school wear all this black crap on their eyes, and their lips are, like, thick with brown goop. It's ugly. Do they really think that will get them a guy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think we didn't set Billy straight about one thing: Not all girls apply makeup to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"get them a guy."&lt;/span&gt; Still, it's true that lots of girls get all dolled up so they'll be attractive to the opposite sex. But the makeup thing... It's more fun than anything. Right, girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power The hated for cosmetics is no joke. One dude even tided his survey "Rodeo Clowns." &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Could natural-looking makeup be the best date makeup? If being hot to guys is your goal, remember that. &lt;/span&gt;Otherwise, it's your choice if you want to apply enough purple mascara to impair your vision. Go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 When you act spazzy and giggly, ifs seriously embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What is up with girls hopping up and down when they're happy about something?"&lt;/span&gt; asks Pete. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A girl definitely invented the word 'yay!' because no guy I know has ever used it." &lt;/span&gt;Are you guilty of doing the Gily Woo-hoo! dance? It's a combo of baby claps and bobbing on your toes while emitting high-pitched squeals of delight. This all in reaction to, say, seeing the slide projector set up upon entering French class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the big deal? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I really do want to know why are girls so excited about normal stuff," &lt;/span&gt;says Pete. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Every other thing, it's like, 'Ohmigosh! No way!"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power Colin, a self-described shy boy, has something interesting to say: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think girls like attention, and being excited about something makes people look and wonder what she's so happy about."&lt;/span&gt; Good theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnie, a jokester, has a theory of his own: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think girls are just different. You're raised to let your feelings out, even if they're bad. I've never seen a guy friend cry, but I've seen a chick fall apart because some dude she liked didn't pick her for his volleyball team in phys ed. That's dumb."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We're not here to tell you how to act. Just tuck it in the back of your mind that all the boys we surveyed agree that girls could mellow out a little. Let's have a round of baby-claps for that, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Gossiping, whispering and writing notes makes you look beyond shallow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Girls are always passing notes around in class, and it's just so friggin' dumb,"&lt;/span&gt; says Joey. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Or they'll look right at me, then whisper to each other and laugh. Do they want me to think they're talking about me? 'Cause I do. And if it's really true and they are talking about me, then that's just lame."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rude is the word, actually, Joey. Whispering, especially with the cupped hand at your girl's ear, is just so third grade. And gossip? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When I hear one girl talk trash about another girl, it's like I can't believe it," says Dominick, "like I'm in a bad movie about how mean girls are. If I heard my friends were talking about me like that, I'd transfer schools."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power People talk about other people. That's life. But there is a big difference between gossip and character assassinations. Not to mention, it's bad form to let anyone believe you're saying negative things about him. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So, sorry to get all motherly on you, but if you absolutely must exchange information, be cool about the notes and discreet about the whispering. Oh, and do be sure that the "information" isn't going to hurt someone's feelings, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Boys worry about what you think of their hair, skin, weight and clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My best friend is a girl, and the other day she said my hair looks exactly the same every single day," &lt;/span&gt;says Luis. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I couldn't believe it because some days my hair is jacked up." &lt;/span&gt;For the record, Luis is a cutie with great hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent nationally televised newsmagazine show had a big story about how men are the new vanity victims, and how they stress on their looks as much or more than women. But, if a guy suffers vanity, he doesn't talk about it--at least, not to girls and not as much as girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we know: Guys totally think about their appearance even if they don't say it out loud. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I bad to ask my mom to take me to the dermatologist because I was breaking out on my cheeks and back,"&lt;/span&gt; says Jay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I couldn't stand it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friend Robert has a different issue: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Girls like guys with good bodies but, when I try to get six-pack abs, it never works. I just feel like I have a spare tire all the time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f you could get a view of Robert, you would tell him what we told him: He's out of his mind--the boy is a total babe! But here he is trippin' on his gut. Moral of the story? Boys have self-image issues, too. Isn't it a relief to know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 6 PMS is no excuse to he mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I know girls get weird at 'that time of the month,' but I don't get why they have to act like I'm their worst enemy," &lt;/span&gt;confides Sean. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sometimes, my sister acts like she wishes I were dead because I won't give her the remote control, but all that's going on is she's PMSing. Screaming at me and freaking out on me isn't right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know what you're thinking: Boys just don't understand what it feels like to wake up with serious cramps and have to get up from that warm bed at 6 a.m. to put on tight jeans over a bloated belly so you can go do fractionals in homeroom. So, yeah, we feel your pain--and we really mean feel it. But that's the point: Boys don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power So, you're pained? Look, face it--the hormones that go with menstruating affect moods and, yeah, sometimes make a girl mean as a hungry dog. But barking at a boy because you don't feel well? Just deal the best you can by taking care of yourself. This includes not totally indulging in caffeine, sugar or greasy foods--all three aggravate physical and emotional symptoms. Get plenty of sleep, drink loads of water, and take lots of warm baths--yes, even in the afternoon when you get home from school. Soaking in bubbles while daydreaming is an on-your-period girl's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not saying you should become a menstrual recluse just because you're wearing a maxi-pad. But sometimes maybe it is better to bow out of a social opp if you're really not up to it. What's the point of going to the party if you're not gonna have a good time? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, and if you do snap at your boy for no other reason than those nasty hormonal intrusions, a short, simple apology ("Sorry--I was in a bad state of mind yesterday") could go a long way. No lengthy, drawn-out explanations necessary. He'll never fully understand, so don't even try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 7 Talking about your "big" butt is so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If there's one thing I can't stand, it's when a girl asks me if she looks fat," &lt;/span&gt;says Stephen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For one thing, I don't know if you're fat. For another thing, shut up." &lt;/span&gt;Ooh, Stephen is feisty, but a lot of the boys echo his sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys do not want to listen to a girl's insecurities about her body. True, some guys have issues with what a girl weighs, but they all have different tastes when it comes to the feminine physique. Some guys like booties like Jennifer Lopez's. Other guys like their girls thin as a fence post. Who cares? You are what you are, so talking about your body is about as interesting as studying the Dead Sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power Whether you're questioning a guy friend for his honest opinion or fishing for a compliment from a guy you like, asking about your body is a no-win situation. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're just putting the guy on the spot. And, guess what--if a boy likes you, he likes you for the way you are right now, this second. A shy boy named Paul says it awesome; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Girls' bodies are an endless mystery to me. I think you're all beautiful."&lt;/span&gt; Ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Tight clothes look uncomfortable, cheap, and sort of desperate and insecure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My sister complains that boys always stare at her boobs, but she wears tight shirts that totally show off her boobs,"&lt;/span&gt; says Chad.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I'm confused."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad, nice boy, you should be confused. Fashion is stupid. If MTV execs dressed the world, the official girl wardrobe would be a tireless supply of all-occasion bikini tops, mini skirts and thongs. But the too-much-skin fashions can be, well, bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I like the way my last girlfriend dressed," &lt;/span&gt;says Miguel. "She wore some stuff that showed off her great athletic body, but it wasn't like all hanging Out. Sometimes she wore baggy pants and just a little of her belly showed. Or sometimes, if she wore those tight jeans girls always wear, she wouldn't have her boobs all out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, Miguel's ex struck a balance between teen fashion's obsession with skimpiness and some actual good taste. Just a peek of a shoulder exposed in a side-cut shirt can be fabulously glamorous. You can take your best assets and display them gracefully. You have s great, flat belly? Then, if you must share it with the world, wear a midriff paired with a full-length denim skirt. Want to show off those great legs? Go with the mini skirt, but save the midriff fox another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think girls gel mixed up because of how people dress on TV," &lt;/span&gt;says Matthew. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Showing a lot of skin in super-tight clothes just says to everyone, 'Please look at me!' If you need to wear those kinds of clothes, you're obviously not confident."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find Christina Aguilera garb cute, just know that popstars have lots of perks--one of which is wearing costumes. However "street" they look, these duds are designed for performing. If you copy Christina's skin-tillating take on everyday clothes, you give off a very definite vibe that's all about exposure and "look at my bod" exhibitionism. Is that really what you want? T&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hink of it this way: If you overheard a boy say about you, "I want to go out with her because she has great cleavage and I can see part of her butt every day in her short shorts," would you be offended or flattered? Hint: Be offended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 Most boys are looking for the right girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel puts it so eloquently: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I would love to find a girl who's cool and doesn't act like such a girl."&lt;/span&gt; We're not sure what acting like a girl leans, but it could have something to do with much of what's been addressed right here in this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever his logic, Daniel is not the only boy looking for a girl to like! Don't believe it? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm sick of everyone acting like boys aren't as mature as girls," &lt;/span&gt;says D.B. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's just that we also think about other stuff. If it happens, it happens, but I'm not going to talk to my friends on the phone about girls every day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.B.'s friend Raymond has another, um, interesting point: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So many girls at my school are hot, but me and my friends just wait for them to figure out who they want because that's what girls seem to do at my school. It's like they're all spazzed out about finding a boyfriend all the time. We just have to wait and see who they act dumb around because that means she likes you." &lt;/span&gt;Wanna slap Ray? Take a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power One thing that is abundantly clear is that boys think girls are way too into finding a BF. As Eric says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do girls want any guy or the right guy?" &lt;/span&gt;Sending signals is good because some boys are shy just as some girls are shy. But check to see if you and your girls are overdoing it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you constantly discuss guys? Is who-likes-who the topic du jour, every jour? If so, pull back a bit, at least around the guys. This way they'll be able to see what's really important to you: makeup (kidding!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 If you like him, just tell him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one major statement that kept popping up on our surveys: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Girls should not flirt and act like they like me, and then later ignore me." &lt;/span&gt;Maybe the flirting thing is to girls what the phone is to boys: You're just flirting to feel him out, and it doesn't have to mean anything heavy. We get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for guys, if you're smiling and being nice to him, well, then you want him for a boyfriend. At least, that's how many of the surveyed boys see it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There is a big difference between just being cool and flirting,"&lt;/span&gt; says James. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I can tell if a girl is just talking to me or if she likes me."&lt;/span&gt; Maybe. Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that logic, when you want to make friends with a boy, striking up a random convo could be misinterpreted as major flirting. So what is the safe middle ground? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you like me, just tell me. If you don't, say you're not into me like that,"&lt;/span&gt; says Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Knowledge is power OK, just telling a guy you like him isn't as easy as it sounds. But all the guys agreed on this one, which means it should work. Courage to be honest? You can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope I have left you giggling and pondering and all confused :D&lt;br /&gt;Girls come on - we got to see ourselves plainly to understand how to please men - if we ever wanna. It only gets complicated because we have this stuck up attitude about things and our perceptions are so general. Don't ask them but live simply and everything else will magically fall in place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was a long read... but I loved it!&lt;/blockquote&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/1070658053435048946-2471841022357168224?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2471841022357168224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2471841022357168224&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2471841022357168224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2471841022357168224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-things-guys-wish-girls-knew-shocking.html' title='10 things guys wish girls knew - Shocking!'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S50d7zqnwfI/AAAAAAAADHo/tiYLFOO6wcM/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-4052509827509054124</id><published>2010-03-07T21:26:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:41:31.320+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must Haves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>EVERY WOMAN SHOULD ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S5POT19aJBI/AAAAAAAADCg/N9K8q9pZCVc/s1600-h/tumblr_kxey328l1e1qb2yrjo1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S5POT19aJBI/AAAAAAAADCg/N9K8q9pZCVc/s400/tumblr_kxey328l1e1qb2yrjo1_250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445923214718542866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a must share, since we women are very high on the obnoxious and lose ourselves in the dive. About time that we have a pinup in our rooms and cubicles which like a mantra should be recalled every hour of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not very good a woman myself, especially when most of the time I am a doormat and not a woman for real with an individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you don't make the same mistakes which I have and embark on a journey of fulfillment of womanhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yabba Dabba DOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD HAVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One old boyfriend you can imagine going back to and one who reminds you of how far you've come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Enough money within your control to move out and rent a place  on your own, even if you never want or need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Something perfect to wear if the employer or man of your dreams  wants to see you in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A purse, a suitcase and an umbrella you're not ashamed to be seen carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A youth you're content to move beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A past juicy enough that you're looking forward to retelling it  in your old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The realization that you are actually going to have an old age and some money set aside to help fund it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill and a black lace bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. One friend who always makes you laugh and one who lets you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else   in your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Eight matching plates, wineglasses with stems and a recipe  for   a  meal that will make your guests feel honored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A resume that is not even the slightest bit padded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A feeling of control over your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. A skin care regime, an exercise routine and a plan for dealing with those few other facets of life that don't get better after 30,  and all those other facets of life that do get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How to fall in love without losing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How you feel about having kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How to quit a job, break-up with a man and confront a friend without ruining the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When to try harder and when to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How to kiss a man in a way that communicates perfectly what you  would and wouldn't like to happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How to have a good time at a party you'd never choose to  attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How to ask for what you want in a way that make it most likely you'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. That you can't change the length of your calves, the width of  your hips or the nature of your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. That you childhood may not have been perfect, but it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What you would and wouldn't do for love or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How to live alone, even if you don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who you can trust, who you can't, and why you shouldn't take it personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where to go - be it your best friend's kitchen table or a  charming inn hidden in the woods - when your soul needs soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What you can and can't accomplish in a day, a month, and a  year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Why they say life begins at 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear lovlies! Are you filling to gear up and know it all :D live it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY !!!! I REALIZED IT LATE BUT I DID :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe! I love being a woman! that is for sure&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/1070658053435048946-4052509827509054124?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/4052509827509054124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=4052509827509054124&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4052509827509054124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4052509827509054124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/03/every-woman-should.html' title='EVERY WOMAN SHOULD ...'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/S5POT19aJBI/AAAAAAAADCg/N9K8q9pZCVc/s72-c/tumblr_kxey328l1e1qb2yrjo1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1562532550786363164</id><published>2010-03-03T16:04:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:19:49.086+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Hilarious Coincidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S4498f0cjQI/AAAAAAAACJk/n9Qv7HRO8UU/s1600-h/Girl.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444357109080427778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S4498f0cjQI/AAAAAAAACJk/n9Qv7HRO8UU/s400/Girl.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A father put his three year old daughter to bed, told her a story and listened to her prayers which she ended by saying "God bless Mommy, God bless daddy, God bless grandma and good-bye grandpa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The father asked, "Why did you say good-bye grandpa?". The little girl said, "I don't know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do." The next day grandpa died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The father thought it was a strange coincidence. A few months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her prayers, which went like this: "God bless Mommy, God Bless daddy and good-bye grandma." The next day the grandmother died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my god, thought the father, this kid is in contact with the other side. Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her say,"God bless Mommy and good-bye daddy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He practically went into shock. He couldn't sleep all night and got up at the crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch sent in and watched the clock. He figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay. He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the day he stayed there, looking at his watch and jumping at every sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally midnight arrived, he breathed a sigh of relief and went home. When he got home his wife said "I've never seen you work so late, what's the matter?" He said "I don't want to talk about it, I've just spent the worst day of my life." She said "You think you had a bad day, you'll never believe what happened here. He asked "What"?? She said "This morning our neighbor James suddenly died."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-1562532550786363164?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1562532550786363164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1562532550786363164&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1562532550786363164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1562532550786363164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/03/hilarious-coincidence.html' title='Hilarious Coincidence'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S4498f0cjQI/AAAAAAAACJk/n9Qv7HRO8UU/s72-c/Girl.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-6696386383302904065</id><published>2010-01-28T12:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:35:00.214+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>Love Her....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S2E2Aqw9_0I/AAAAAAAACHg/DbHafg97NHU/s1600-h/Sweet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431682010693107522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S2E2Aqw9_0I/AAAAAAAACHg/DbHafg97NHU/s400/Sweet.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she sips on your coffee or tea. She only wants to make sure it tastes just right for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she is jealous. Out of all the men she can have, she chose you.&lt;br /&gt;Love her...when she has annoying little habits that drives you nuts. You have them too!&lt;br /&gt;Love her...when her cooking is bad. She tries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she looks scary in the morning. She always fixes herself up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she asks if she looks fat. Your opinion counts, so tell her she's beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she looks beautiful. She's yours so appreciate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she spends hours to get ready. She only wants to look her best for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she buys you gifts you don't like. Smile and tell her it’s what you've always wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love her...when she cries for absolutely nothing. Don't ask, tell her it’s going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Love her...when whatever you do is not pleasing. It happens and will pass.&lt;br /&gt;Love her...when she stains your clothes. You needed a new shirt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Love her...when she argues. She only wants to make things right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things form part of a woman's character. Women are a part of your life and should be treated like a queen. Take time off to make her feel special in every way!! Coz "We are worth it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0pt; BORDER-TOP: 0pt; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0pt; moz-background-clip: border; moz-background-origin: padding; moz-background-inline-policy: continuous" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/132/4BA83B4D926E92BC5E78987EC39C6D81.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-6696386383302904065?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/6696386383302904065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=6696386383302904065&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6696386383302904065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6696386383302904065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-her.html' title='Love Her....'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S2E2Aqw9_0I/AAAAAAAACHg/DbHafg97NHU/s72-c/Sweet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-9022159028522677550</id><published>2010-01-12T14:42:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-13T03:06:34.552+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anup'/><title type='text'>what you drink? Is it healthy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0w79PUHHGI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wbVM9RJa_jA/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmZQWmF6aUxhM1JHbzZXYnoxWmVuX1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0w79PUHHGI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wbVM9RJa_jA/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmZQWmF6aUxhM1JHbzZXYnoxWmVuX1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pretty sure everyone goes to starbucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I just love starbucks.my day is never complete without it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE DRINK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;even if you dont go starbucks..there are lots of other places..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;my personal favorite is Iced Passion Shaken Tea Lemonade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;in venti size (the one in the middle,not the same size though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i like with 2 shots of raspberry syrup&amp;nbsp;n 2&amp;nbsp;shots of classic .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Its so refreshing and so wow :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Passion tea is&amp;nbsp; herbal infusion tea made of hibiscus flowers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and other herbs.Its naturally sweetened&amp;nbsp;and soury .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;besides taste it has good nutritional value too-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;the very important and major thing-no fats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;good percentage of vitamin C, good amount of calcium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and some carbs. Ya few calories coz i add syrup in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;which is optional. but its okay u need energy right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It is caffeine free.*(-_-)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Your tea is healthy.Good to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;tell me whats your favorite ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anuppiee.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/40/50959845AC11476050947C4976D441BA.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1070658053435048946-9022159028522677550?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/9022159028522677550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=9022159028522677550&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/9022159028522677550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/9022159028522677550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretty-sure-everyone-goes-to-starbucks.html' title='what you drink? Is it healthy?'/><author><name>anuppiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05779927604360230529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0VW8ce5zLI/AAAAAAAAANI/c2eVeAnmiDM/S220/02012010804.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0w79PUHHGI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wbVM9RJa_jA/s72-c/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmZQWmF6aUxhM1JHbzZXYnoxWmVuX1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-3275851710755688593</id><published>2010-01-11T04:08:00.087+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:02:41.803+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anup'/><title type='text'>you would never believe she was born a boy 3 (end part)</title><content type='html'>She dared to start her future as a woman.She started writing and recording songs on Youtube and Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;Yes she dint still feel totally right.From the waist down she had a male body-what man would fancy her?She never went swimming since she was toddler as the thought of someone seeing the bulge was mortifying.&lt;br /&gt;She had to get sex-reassignment surgery as soon as possible.This was what she wanted more than anything.She did some search and found some surgeons who would take the skin of the penis and turn it inside to create vagina.To her it was like taking what she had putting it wheree it should have been all along.They can make it look natural ,crafting the clitoris from sensitive penis tip so that&amp;nbsp;one has&amp;nbsp;sensivity.To get the surgery done , there was another battle to be fought as the law states you must be 18 to have it.So from 13, she started compaigning for the permission.she did TV documentary to draw attention to the issue and spoke to medical experts to get opinion.Finally ,&amp;nbsp;she got&amp;nbsp;the agreement of five psychologists.They said they have never seen such a clear case and it was important to have the op asap.When she was 15 she got exceptional permission to have the surgery.That&amp;nbsp;s&amp;nbsp;when we think&amp;nbsp;everythings possible.&lt;br /&gt;Just before the operation was planned she got a boyfriend ,Steven,19, one of her sisters friends who she had liked for ages.He knew all about her history and was attracted regardless.The day came when Stever held her hand to the OT. After 11 hours surgery, her new genitals were sore and bandaged , stomach lurched up but she&amp;nbsp; had never felt better before ,was feeling on the top of the world, she finally felt like real her.&lt;br /&gt;.Another operation was done in feb,2009 to neaten up the work.Week later ciddling with Steven , watching movies at home, for the first time she felt she could breathe.The pain had paid off.Seeing her new body she dint feel scary but natural.&lt;br /&gt;Her videos over the internet were seen by music producer Fabian Gorg and she was signed up with Joyce Records.Kim petras for now is a known pop singer.She writes sings and composes her songs.Her incrediblevoice is&amp;nbsp;heard everywhere.Her first music album 'Die for you' was released back.All her songs are on her &lt;a href="http://kimpetrasonline.com/"&gt;official website&lt;/a&gt;. Her &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4fnC09nTeE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;music vedios&lt;/a&gt; are all over Youtube if guys wanna check out.Follow her on twitter &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/IKimPetras"&gt;IKIMPETRAS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0ph_nVi-RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/KQwp0M5BFBM/s1600-h/kim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0ph_nVi-RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/KQwp0M5BFBM/s320/kim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0piDfOYLQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/B0mvxXG6uoU/s1600-h/m_49abfdf0a4414ecea1edf46030ccb8f4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0piDfOYLQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/B0mvxXG6uoU/s400/m_49abfdf0a4414ecea1edf46030ccb8f4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NOTHING S OUT OF REACH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-3275851710755688593?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/3275851710755688593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=3275851710755688593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3275851710755688593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3275851710755688593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-would-never-believe-she-was-born_11.html' title='you would never believe she was born a boy 3 (end part)'/><author><name>anuppiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05779927604360230529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0VW8ce5zLI/AAAAAAAAANI/c2eVeAnmiDM/S220/02012010804.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0ph_nVi-RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/KQwp0M5BFBM/s72-c/kim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2016099877197632576</id><published>2010-01-08T19:58:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:03:14.070+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anup'/><title type='text'>you would never believe she was born a boy 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One evening her mom sat her down . We are goin to do something about it, she said. She couldnt bear her child waking up crying every morning.Together they did research about it and found out that hormone blockers were available to stop the onset of male puberty .And could me followed up with hormonesto kick-start female puberty instead.Then they heard about sex-reassignment surgery to change the male genitals to female.Atleast they had hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;She along with her parents went to see various psychologists about how to start the process.She was confronted with hurdles. Everyone adviced them to let the boy be a boy.It was frustrating .But she refused to give up.Finally at the age of 12 she started taking hormone blockers for 6 months then moved on to female hormones.She had to take the pill everyday for entire of her life,but she dint care,afterall it was the beginning of her journey to WOMANHOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then she started to believe in her dream, even changing her name from Tim to Kim that her parents had decided if she d been a girl.Within four months she started to grow breasts and went shopping picking out bras in pretty colours.She boldly celebrated her new figure wearing colourful girly clothes even to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0dARejE9XI/AAAAAAAAAOU/V7zM3z3B7S4/s1600-h/youngesttrans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0dARejE9XI/AAAAAAAAAOU/V7zM3z3B7S4/s400/youngesttrans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0ei1Dj3KnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PswYFCJax3w/s1600-h/CEN_KimPetras1_090504_ssh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0ei1Dj3KnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PswYFCJax3w/s320/CEN_KimPetras1_090504_ssh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;p.s. the pics are real ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.........to be continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2016099877197632576?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2016099877197632576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2016099877197632576&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2016099877197632576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2016099877197632576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-would-never-believe-she-was-born_08.html' title='you would never believe she was born a boy 2'/><author><name>anuppiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05779927604360230529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0VW8ce5zLI/AAAAAAAAANI/c2eVeAnmiDM/S220/02012010804.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0dARejE9XI/AAAAAAAAAOU/V7zM3z3B7S4/s72-c/youngesttrans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1175776459870324212</id><published>2010-01-08T19:22:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:03:35.470+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anup'/><title type='text'>you would never believe she was born a boy 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;..It is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;dedication it to Kim Petras,who has beaten bullies,prejudice and even law to become the women she always knew she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(dunno if you guys have already heard about her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am goin to start a series of her story..hope you ll like it..here we go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With her long blonde hair and 30B bust ,you probably wont believe that she was born a healthy baby boy-Tim, who always believed he is a girl and prefered dancing around with barbie dolls to playing football.parents would let him wear dresses inside the house but never outside.It was painful and infuriating to see a boys body under clothes when he wanted to be like other girls.He was taunted with names like gay boy ans transvestite everyday.It hurted lik hell but he had a group of friends who always kept him smiling and had accepted him as one of them.He was eaten up with jealousy when all her frienda started getting breasts and boyfriends.She says : All I could do was take a deep breath and tell myself, You ll have boyfriend oneday,I had to believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stuck to her dream , she(ill address her as she)&amp;nbsp;wore her sisters pink shirt inder uniform,grew her hair long and giggled with girlfriends about fanying Backstreet boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Soon up was a bigger bully PUBERTY.While she could ignore taunts,she couldnt fight it,terrified of growing hair on her face and horasening of voice.She d sob insepcting her face for hair every morning.She wanted to be a woman and not a man.At the age of 11 she was determined to undo it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0c6nl8Z2MI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Zs8VC4EWqwA/s320/Tim_Petras_as_a_boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0ejZgNNN9I/AAAAAAAAAOk/c-7KNqAo4ps/s1600-h/article-1135724-034CACFA000005DC-160_233x499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0ejZgNNN9I/AAAAAAAAAOk/c-7KNqAo4ps/s320/article-1135724-034CACFA000005DC-160_233x499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.........to be continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-1175776459870324212?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1175776459870324212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1175776459870324212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1175776459870324212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1175776459870324212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-would-never-believe-she-was-born.html' title='you would never believe she was born a boy 1'/><author><name>anuppiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05779927604360230529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0VW8ce5zLI/AAAAAAAAANI/c2eVeAnmiDM/S220/02012010804.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlHZI8fqcVw/S0c6nl8Z2MI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Zs8VC4EWqwA/s72-c/Tim_Petras_as_a_boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1892705366481408787</id><published>2010-01-04T13:21:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:24:42.103+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>Rules for 2010 And Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S0G3l_VMj1I/AAAAAAAACCU/1uZaZohU9mQ/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422817289614167890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/S0G3l_VMj1I/AAAAAAAACCU/1uZaZohU9mQ/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413142754989629954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YpkSZsGI/AAAAAAAACQk/mshQ-UPTQAQ/s1600-h/20090621021437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YpkSZsGI/AAAAAAAACQk/mshQ-UPTQAQ/s400/20090621021437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413142748261363810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YREORxbI/AAAAAAAACQc/IcbOk3S6LdQ/s1600-h/cloudless_day_by_zhouxtina_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YREORxbI/AAAAAAAACQc/IcbOk3S6LdQ/s400/cloudless_day_by_zhouxtina_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413142327337272754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YQ8DFBLI/AAAAAAAACQU/2xLU7qoe4Z0/s1600-h/Bright-Star-294_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YQ8DFBLI/AAAAAAAACQU/2xLU7qoe4Z0/s400/Bright-Star-294_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413142325142815922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YPspW9HI/AAAAAAAACP8/me20eTV9imw/s1600-h/1zg4zfr_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9YPspW9HI/AAAAAAAACP8/me20eTV9imw/s400/1zg4zfr_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413142303828538482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is all in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know the power you hold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5595356814963426918?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5595356814963426918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5595356814963426918&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5595356814963426918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5595356814963426918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-in-hands.html' title='All in Hands'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sx9euIpLjNI/AAAAAAAACSE/z8ZR862o168/s72-c/tumblr_kpckn4YAW61qzr7ibo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2885229732905579534</id><published>2009-11-24T16:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:21:42.650+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>My fantasy Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6SLO2u-I/AAAAAAAACBY/F0iwFjyOlVY/s1600/tumblr_ktaexmTn5e1qzjnmwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6SLO2u-I/AAAAAAAACBY/F0iwFjyOlVY/s400/tumblr_ktaexmTn5e1qzjnmwo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407620599003921378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6Ru4YWdI/AAAAAAAACBQ/RZCjnRv3Crs/s1600/tumblr_ktap7h9Pgf1qzvsqto1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6Ru4YWdI/AAAAAAAACBQ/RZCjnRv3Crs/s400/tumblr_ktap7h9Pgf1qzvsqto1_400.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407620591393462738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6RfhvE1I/AAAAAAAACBI/LGzL22q_SiA/s1600/tumblr_ktasb8suU51qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6RfhvE1I/AAAAAAAACBI/LGzL22q_SiA/s400/tumblr_ktasb8suU51qzvsqto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407620587271951186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6RADIh4I/AAAAAAAACBA/snkr-rFJB0A/s1600/tumblr_ktc3jhY7Wg1qzvsqto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6RADIh4I/AAAAAAAACBA/snkr-rFJB0A/s400/tumblr_ktc3jhY7Wg1qzvsqto1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407620578822096770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6Q6cM1mI/AAAAAAAACA4/fBvUehGgVL8/s1600/tumblr_ktc3bjd6lN1qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6Q6cM1mI/AAAAAAAACA4/fBvUehGgVL8/s400/tumblr_ktc3bjd6lN1qzvsqto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407620577316623970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5P-V71yI/AAAAAAAACAw/1mcAQpjjnD4/s1600/tumblr_ktdvoeoRKE1qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5P-V71yI/AAAAAAAACAw/1mcAQpjjnD4/s400/tumblr_ktdvoeoRKE1qzvsqto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619461672589090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5Ppe9B-I/AAAAAAAACAo/p8Ybubi-AV0/s1600/tumblr_ktckmwyzrP1qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5Ppe9B-I/AAAAAAAACAo/p8Ybubi-AV0/s400/tumblr_ktckmwyzrP1qzvsqto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619456073271266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5PdndiiI/AAAAAAAACAg/STDkx4WN_TQ/s1600/tumblr_ktchj8Glvq1qzvsqto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5PdndiiI/AAAAAAAACAg/STDkx4WN_TQ/s400/tumblr_ktchj8Glvq1qzvsqto1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619452887730722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5PAXU4gI/AAAAAAAACAY/pUvOnNH3kVE/s1600/tumblr_ktchhwULdP1qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5PAXU4gI/AAAAAAAACAY/pUvOnNH3kVE/s400/tumblr_ktchhwULdP1qzvsqto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619445035426306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5O6OAdCI/AAAAAAAACAQ/YBtZ8yZjdhs/s1600/tumblr_ktc85dB3YQ1qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu5O6OAdCI/AAAAAAAACAQ/YBtZ8yZjdhs/s400/tumblr_ktc85dB3YQ1qzvsqto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619443385725986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu42Qn4mDI/AAAAAAAACAI/Xg5wZH1R5MY/s1600/tumblr_ktckisWaOd1qzvsqto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu42Qn4mDI/AAAAAAAACAI/Xg5wZH1R5MY/s400/tumblr_ktckisWaOd1qzvsqto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619019903113266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu413KeGrI/AAAAAAAACAA/km27RpoSNgk/s1600/tumblr_ktcke2UUMq1qzvsqto1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu413KeGrI/AAAAAAAACAA/km27RpoSNgk/s400/tumblr_ktcke2UUMq1qzvsqto1_250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619013068855986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu41lisnzI/AAAAAAAAB_4/JgE4dlczH2I/s1600/tumblr_ktcjguQvEH1qzvsqto1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu41lisnzI/AAAAAAAAB_4/JgE4dlczH2I/s400/tumblr_ktcjguQvEH1qzvsqto1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619008338632498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu41fRY86I/AAAAAAAAB_w/8nBmavCBYoY/s1600/tumblr_ktcj4aX2p21qzvsqto1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu41fRY86I/AAAAAAAAB_w/8nBmavCBYoY/s400/tumblr_ktcj4aX2p21qzvsqto1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619006655427490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu41LR8NdI/AAAAAAAAB_o/06ayEgMEkHg/s1600/tumblr_kszzcbhXC81qzhrlno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu41LR8NdI/AAAAAAAAB_o/06ayEgMEkHg/s400/tumblr_kszzcbhXC81qzhrlno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407619001289029074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired from Deva84 or M.always carried away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2885229732905579534?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2885229732905579534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2885229732905579534&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2885229732905579534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2885229732905579534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-fantasy-home.html' title='My fantasy Home'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Swu6SLO2u-I/AAAAAAAACBY/F0iwFjyOlVY/s72-c/tumblr_ktaexmTn5e1qzjnmwo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7331550140416030755</id><published>2009-11-15T14:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:26:26.378+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sv_CLFszBkI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/IjjW6Pf1weI/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sv_CLFszBkI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/IjjW6Pf1weI/s400/a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404251573632304706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the middle of the night for no reason, shifting under the blankets and feeling the heat of the person next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn around and see them in their most peaceful, innocent, and vulnerable state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They breathe as though the weight of the world lays on anyone’s shoulder but their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile and kiss their face gently before turning back around and somehow, an involuntary grin forms on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before you drift off to sleep, you feel an arm wrap around your waist and you know it doesn’t get any better than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-7331550140416030755?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7331550140416030755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7331550140416030755&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7331550140416030755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7331550140416030755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sv_CLFszBkI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/IjjW6Pf1weI/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5711841569335919608</id><published>2009-11-07T20:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:18:08.252+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>How Many Bras Do You Own?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SvWNo6GgkQI/AAAAAAAAB1U/kyRAnHTgXBM/s1600-h/z204513279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SvWNo6GgkQI/AAAAAAAAB1U/kyRAnHTgXBM/s320/z204513279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401379062031618306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you a Victoria's Secret junkie, or a barely-buy-bras girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many girls are of the opinion that bras are occasional buys but I don't believe so. I have to make it a shopping habit and every two months update my stock. Yes I rid myself off the old ones, though because of my hand washing and really careful drying methods my bras last longer than other girls, yet I stock them out when I know it is time to and sometimes my maid gets the pleasure of having them, almost new. I am not a VS bra junkie or even La Senza, they sorta are a source of discomfort for me. I am loyal to IFG or Triumph and their wide range is just everything I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a drawer dedicated to all my lingerie and night wear. I hate to have it in the closet with the rest of my clothes or in a bag which just crumples it and makes a bigger mess of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How about you? How often do you buy new ones? And how careful are you about what you wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5711841569335919608?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5711841569335919608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5711841569335919608&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5711841569335919608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5711841569335919608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-many-bras-do-you-own.html' title='How Many Bras Do You Own?'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SvWNo6GgkQI/AAAAAAAAB1U/kyRAnHTgXBM/s72-c/z204513279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7468722996751705744</id><published>2009-11-05T23:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:22:48.552+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Tasty You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SvMeHS4YQAI/AAAAAAAAB08/D8QJmqQiW2Y/s1600-h/couple,dinner,kiss,table,love,sexy-cc7b305666d0610423b1dcda2e6e2236_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SvMeHS4YQAI/AAAAAAAAB08/D8QJmqQiW2Y/s400/couple,dinner,kiss,table,love,sexy-cc7b305666d0610423b1dcda2e6e2236_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400693488823582722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Your taste is the one&lt;br /&gt;and only flavor I will&lt;br /&gt;ever truly need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tastebuds want yours&lt;br /&gt;to taste me too&lt;br /&gt;now and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-7468722996751705744?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7468722996751705744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7468722996751705744&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7468722996751705744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7468722996751705744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/11/tasty-you.html' title='Tasty You'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SvMeHS4YQAI/AAAAAAAAB08/D8QJmqQiW2Y/s72-c/couple,dinner,kiss,table,love,sexy-cc7b305666d0610423b1dcda2e6e2236_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1682717153892939904</id><published>2009-09-15T14:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:16:11.762+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Worth it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sq9UB7mv4tI/AAAAAAAABSA/ingiZL2E-CE/s1600-h/tumblr_kptgsxLCg11qzsw4qo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sq9UB7mv4tI/AAAAAAAABSA/ingiZL2E-CE/s400/tumblr_kptgsxLCg11qzsw4qo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381612471887848146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a day when you realize it is all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You awake from the dark, dreary shadows of doubt to realize that this life is beautiful and breathtakingly worth it. All of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single second. minute. hour. day. week. month. year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single friendship. relationship. goodbye. distance. hello. love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single tear. binge. escape. reaction. suppression. smile. regression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single memory. story. joke. trial. mistake. tribulation. lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It doesn’t come in the form a person, place, or idea. Rather, an elemental eclipse that shakes the soul. An instantaneous shutter that shoots beams of light deep into the pits of the heart. Violet. Navy. Amber. Ivory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beams of purpose radiating from the mind. finger tips. ears. stomach. eyes. heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A purpose is all you’ve been searching for…and one day it just appears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-1682717153892939904?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1682717153892939904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1682717153892939904&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1682717153892939904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1682717153892939904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/09/worth-it.html' title='Worth it!'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sq9UB7mv4tI/AAAAAAAABSA/ingiZL2E-CE/s72-c/tumblr_kptgsxLCg11qzsw4qo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5186764380155403178</id><published>2009-09-05T02:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:16:20.162+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>it means...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SqF75ZjuHPI/AAAAAAAABN0/fGmR68EkjGc/s1600-h/tumblr_kp35x2pPBd1qza6foo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SqF75ZjuHPI/AAAAAAAABN0/fGmR68EkjGc/s400/tumblr_kp35x2pPBd1qza6foo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377715656100551922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;a sharing I couldn't deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you also means i love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, &amp;amp; also, i love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, &amp;amp; also, i love you in a way that I love no one else, &amp;amp; never have loved anyone else, &amp;amp; never will love anyone else.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5186764380155403178?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5186764380155403178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5186764380155403178&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5186764380155403178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5186764380155403178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-means.html' title='it means...'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SqF75ZjuHPI/AAAAAAAABN0/fGmR68EkjGc/s72-c/tumblr_kp35x2pPBd1qza6foo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7899093127385623096</id><published>2009-08-03T22:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:47:43.303+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>scribblings for him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SncbkbgAuYI/AAAAAAAAA3k/18IiT41S5tI/s1600-h/5r55h4pwbk7rm27oGoKA4vaso1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	margin:72.0pt 72.0pt 72.0pt 72.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-right:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0cm; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are the personality types depending upon the choice of your shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bare Foot&lt;/span&gt;: If you like being bare foot, they are attractive, carefree, happy and a little careless. They have instant solutions for their friend’s problems. They spread happi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;where ever they go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ftp.gnome.org/pub/GNOME/teams/art.gnome.org/themes/splash_screens/Splash-LadyFeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 137px;" src="http://ftp.gnome.org/pub/GNOME/teams/art.gnome.org/themes/splash_screens/Splash-LadyFeet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flip Flops&lt;/span&gt;: they are energetic, gutsy, and honest. They are trust worthy and turn out to be true friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://prettybychoice.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/prettyfeet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 116px;" src="http://prettybychoice.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/prettyfeet2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Platform Heels&lt;/span&gt;: They are Fashion conscious and comfort conscious at the same time. They are independent and don’t like to sling on people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Closed front Flats Shoes&lt;/span&gt;: they take life very easily. They are very honest and hard working. They like playing pranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ballerinas&lt;/span&gt;: they follow the rituals and traditions religiously. They are Daddy's girls and very intelligent when it comes to studies. They are polite, soft spoken and had working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pointed court shoes&lt;/span&gt;: they are very responsible and responsibility seeking. They can find a easy way out in any circumstances. They cannot work in an organised manner though but still they get work done by hook or crook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v273/88/70/501362468/n501362468_721189_5906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 140px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v273/88/70/501362468/n501362468_721189_5906.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clogs&lt;/span&gt;: they work very slowly, but they are not lazy. They are hard working and spiritual. But their lives are messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sneakers&lt;/span&gt;: they are cool headed and relaxed. They a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;re open minded and conscious about their health and body. They like updating their knowledge. And they know about the latest trends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Peep Toes/ Front Open Shoes&lt;/span&gt;: these are very attractive and generally attract everyone's attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; High Heels&lt;/span&gt;: they are very confident. They can solve multi problems simultaneously. They have certain goals in life. They have power and status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.petrinalee.com/images/20080614215435_models%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 143px;" src="http://photos.petrinalee.com/images/20080614215435_models%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flats&lt;/span&gt;: they are open-minded. They are independent decision makers. Women undertaking creative careers are inclined towards flats. They give more importance to comfort than fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is your Shoe Personality??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal"&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-7580520385753448821?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7580520385753448821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7580520385753448821&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7580520385753448821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7580520385753448821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-your-shoe-personality.html' title='What is your Shoe Personality?'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-3809332656906051046</id><published>2009-07-02T19:35:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:39:18.832+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>I just ask you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sky_IaeDboI/AAAAAAAAAoY/oERHIYIC0zs/s1600-h/1043905465_3d1a2fd2d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 343px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sky_IaeDboI/AAAAAAAAAoY/oERHIYIC0zs/s400/1043905465_3d1a2fd2d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353864208301911682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don’t ask of you for much,&lt;br /&gt;I just need your passionate loving,&lt;br /&gt;Can you give me some of your trusting?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think there is more I'll be needing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t ask you to take for me a bullet,&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask you to cross any humanly limits,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t ask you of much do I?&lt;br /&gt;This of all things I won't be wanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ask of you for your candor,&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to pick me up when I fall?&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you'll stand up for me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm human all in all not at all a plastic doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336357046738235378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-3809332656906051046?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/3809332656906051046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=3809332656906051046&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3809332656906051046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3809332656906051046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-ask-you.html' title='I just ask you...'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sky_IaeDboI/AAAAAAAAAoY/oERHIYIC0zs/s72-c/1043905465_3d1a2fd2d3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-4290290440266605922</id><published>2009-06-23T09:51:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:56:22.419+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOENIX/RAKA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ria!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SkBYrfyPDgI/AAAAAAAAB8A/pRUDBBa0bT4/s1600-h/ist2_3876839-happy-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SkBYrfyPDgI/AAAAAAAAB8A/pRUDBBa0bT4/s320/ist2_3876839-happy-birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350373861605969410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She has been a friend ... she is almost like a elder sister to me. she is an amazing blogger who comes up with the most ingenious of posts, that make you think and leaves a smile on your face. Even though we don't get to talk much she holds a special place in my heart and my life, and is an invaluable addition to my blogging experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Wishing you a very happy birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;may all your dreams and desires come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;here's hoping you the best in life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing lots of love and luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Phoenix~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/1070658053435048946-4290290440266605922?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/4290290440266605922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=4290290440266605922&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4290290440266605922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4290290440266605922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-ria.html' title='Happy Birthday Ria!!'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04246515616902327148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q5RqfRtVyQ/Td3kYvDgyLI/AAAAAAAACHU/juuCwrXl4I0/s220/AX036690.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SkBYrfyPDgI/AAAAAAAAB8A/pRUDBBa0bT4/s72-c/ist2_3876839-happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5070960095857719907</id><published>2009-06-19T23:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:34:08.665+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANWESA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='55 FICTION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROMANCE'/><title type='text'>BY CANDLELIGHT......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SjvS1MhI6DI/AAAAAAAAAR8/W3zx7X8VepI/s1600-h/1143239304_bc4ef8740f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349100793767716914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SjvS1MhI6DI/AAAAAAAAAR8/W3zx7X8VepI/s200/1143239304_bc4ef8740f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I pray lights go out again.&lt;br /&gt;I could see her luminous eyes in candle-light. My mind went blank and heart skipped a beat. Her visage seemed  lovelier now. Nature was speechless to see her like this. She was talking nonchalantly all the time. I  had decided- she was all mine.&lt;br /&gt;Thus began a magnificent  tale……………  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5070960095857719907?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5070960095857719907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5070960095857719907&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5070960095857719907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5070960095857719907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-candlelight.html' title='BY CANDLELIGHT......'/><author><name>Anwesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694997301644228704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SZ_V2Yks_3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/xnj2uUZj_M0/S220/anwesa+4m+hemanth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SjvS1MhI6DI/AAAAAAAAAR8/W3zx7X8VepI/s72-c/1143239304_bc4ef8740f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2159886902660271867</id><published>2009-06-16T19:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:58:39.021+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEXUALITY'/><title type='text'>Lets Discuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.inmagine.com/img/iloveimages/iluv027/iluv027013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 182px;" src="http://images.inmagine.com/img/iloveimages/iluv027/iluv027013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of late, there a thing struck in my mind. When ever I scan channels on the idiot box, watch a music video- new or old, come across a picture, a movie, when it come to expressing love, I always find the guy is in charge. Ever wondered why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubts or second opinions about the thing that girls like being pampered and cuddled. They like when the guy takes the initiative to hold hands, or to hug or kiss.&lt;br /&gt;But what comes to my mind is do they girls only like being loved? Don't they want to express or just show their love?&lt;br /&gt;I am confused why it is not descent that if the girl initiates, holds the hand of the guy or kisses him?&lt;br /&gt;Why do the girls have to curb their desires to hold hand out and reach the one they love? Now, tell me if it is fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2159886902660271867?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2159886902660271867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2159886902660271867&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2159886902660271867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2159886902660271867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-discuss.html' title='Lets Discuss'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-9069541613766802489</id><published>2009-06-06T01:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:28:56.358+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Fashion is Individual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sil9LNLbgdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/-zTd-KVdYT0/s1600-h/bratz-yasmin-cloe-sasha-jade-300-040307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sil9LNLbgdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/-zTd-KVdYT0/s400/bratz-yasmin-cloe-sasha-jade-300-040307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343940064321438162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Personality may be defined as the distinguishing original traits of a person; this includes the person’s facade, etiquette and personality. Personality is categorized into six diverse groupings. It is not obligatory that each person should have the distinctiveness of only one kind of personality; in reality a single person can have multiple characters and this is with respect to traits. But may be the individual has more distinctiveness of one personality than the other, so in this case the individual would be categorized in the personality whose characteristics are dominant in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REFINED PERSONALITY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAITS: Delicate, calm and very feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABRICS: Smooth, soft, sheer and flimsy, (silks, cottons, laces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLORS: Pastel and light colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINTS: Small and delicate prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTFITS: Dresses with soft folds, frills, gathers or flowing styles with princess darts, baby collars and peter-pan collars also suitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAND BAGS AND SHOES: Delicate and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR STYLES: Simple, usually long and flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRONG PERSONALITY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAITS: Athletic, strong, vigorous and tom-boyish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABRICS: Rough, stiff, as denim, corduroy, cotton and linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLORS: Bold and striking as red and orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINTS: Bold and unusual prints, usually abstract prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTFITS: Tailored style, with collars and simple dresses with no frills and soft folds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAND BAGS AND SHOES: There should be no delicacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIRSTYLES: Usually short hair cut according to the shape of the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRIKING PERSONALITY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAITS: Extremely unusual, striking, bold and ready to do anything common or uncommon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABRICS: Different and unusual, any type of fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLORS: Bold and unusual color schemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINTS: Any print which suit with their mood, but it should be uncommon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTFITS: New and different styles, they set new trends in fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAND BAGS AND SHOES: Uncommon according to their dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR STYLES: They create their own hair styles which are new and different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MODEST PERSONALITY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAITS: Modest, shy and timid, they do not want to become prominent in public places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABRICS: Soft and light weight materials (cotton and silk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLORS: Soft and light colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINTS: Simple and very common which are not very obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTFITS: Simple and very common, they are usually the last persons who adopt new fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAND BAGS AND SHOES: Simple according to their dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR STYLES: Very simple which does not make them prominent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VENERABLE PERSONALITY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAITS: Conservative, reserve, sober, serious looking. It usually comes with age and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABRICS: Light and medium weight fabrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLORS: Light and sober colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINTS: Checks, plain and not very sharp prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTFITS: Simple and becoming to the personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAND BAGS AND SHOES: Sober and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR STYLES: Simple but elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EFFERVESCENT PERSONALITY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAITS: Lively, sparkling, gay and carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABRICS: Comfortable which does not need much care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLORS: Any color according to their mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINTS: Lively and colorful prints with light to medium weight textures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTFITS: Casual, convenient and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAND BAGS AND SHOES: Comfortable, even if they are not in fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR STYLES: Simple and casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Some links where your quiz is Available:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/pa4/glamour/quiz.html"&gt;Make Up &amp;amp; Fashion Personality Quiz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://petite.about.com/od/quizzes/Quizzes.htm"&gt;Quiz - Find Out What Your Fashion Style Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifescript.com/Quizzes/Fashion/Whats_Your_Fashion_Personality.aspx"&gt;What's Your Fashion Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailyfashion.com/stylequiz/"&gt;Style Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Do You Know What Your Personality is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you TRENDY? ROMANTIC? FUN LOVING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SiF02PHTjaI/AAAAAAAAASU/NJSEK3U-a_k/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SiF02PHTjaI/AAAAAAAAASU/NJSEK3U-a_k/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341679108157050274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-9069541613766802489?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/9069541613766802489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=9069541613766802489&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/9069541613766802489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/9069541613766802489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/06/fashion-is-individual.html' title='Fashion is Individual'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sil9LNLbgdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/-zTd-KVdYT0/s72-c/bratz-yasmin-cloe-sasha-jade-300-040307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2293403706138872799</id><published>2009-06-03T21:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:45:00.503+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><title type='text'>And here comes the Babe!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/SiabfQYVR7I/AAAAAAAABUs/oYWQBM5Xg7k/s1600-h/Babe+of+the+Week.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/SiabfQYVR7I/AAAAAAAABUs/oYWQBM5Xg7k/s320/Babe+of+the+Week.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343128969196947378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know i am late in posting this blog post. Sorry about that coz the babe of the week was down with a bad flu and fever over the last 2 days. Anyways, now i am back and here is my first interview ever. :) By the way thanks a lot to all those lovely gals who voted for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleased?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i give my 100% to whatever i am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing my near and dear ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in planning.&lt;br /&gt;"Go with the flow" is my motto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard to believe but, I don't envy anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Dish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Sizzler with lots of vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, Oprah &amp;amp; Detective files on Discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Nights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long drive/listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To travel the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an embarrassing situation!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have been told that the voting for next babe of the week will only start from the last week of June....Yippeee that makes the the babe of the coming weeks too!! Thanks AD, for starting this amazing concept. And thanks to all of u once again!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/187/5A80D230012703C2A70F11D03A994763.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2293403706138872799?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2293403706138872799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2293403706138872799&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2293403706138872799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2293403706138872799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-here-comes-babe.html' title='And here comes the Babe!!'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/SiabfQYVR7I/AAAAAAAABUs/oYWQBM5Xg7k/s72-c/Babe+of+the+Week.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5774781468886512456</id><published>2009-06-02T19:58:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:09:53.078+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PASSION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANWESA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='55 FICTION'/><title type='text'>55F:DARK SECRETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SiU4Xgibn5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/OCAwpCyiHtg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342738509467459474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SiU4Xgibn5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/OCAwpCyiHtg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Its official. Its broken.Snapping last ties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A scuffle.An unintended touch.Eyes meet.Differences begin to melt.A trifle glance.A weird smile follows.A maddening moment.Heart beats faster. Fail to utter words.A strange affinity.Reason loses to impulse.Charmed ,enamoured.Lips lock. Emotions fused.Bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sun rises.Regrets.A nocturnal mistake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5774781468886512456?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5774781468886512456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5774781468886512456&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5774781468886512456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5774781468886512456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/06/55fdark-secrets.html' title='55F:DARK SECRETS'/><author><name>Anwesa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01694997301644228704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SZ_V2Yks_3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/xnj2uUZj_M0/S220/anwesa+4m+hemanth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SRtBDToHMo/SiU4Xgibn5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/OCAwpCyiHtg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-8152724964602403314</id><published>2009-05-31T23:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:39:27.964+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><title type='text'>What's Your Color Style?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SiF357fMpeI/AAAAAAAAASc/LtCBzH4R_mE/s1600-h/moodboard_colorful_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SiF357fMpeI/AAAAAAAAASc/LtCBzH4R_mE/s320/moodboard_colorful_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341682470142911970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wanna find your power color? &lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three dimensions of color&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;value and intensity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each dimension is important when selecting clothes that are slenderizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the actual name of a color. Some colors, like red, yellow and orange, seem to project a feeling of warmth. Warm colors are advancing. They tend to make you appear closer and increase your apparent body size. Colors like blue, green and purple, seem to project a cool feeling. They tend to recede and decrease your apparent body size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Value&lt;/span&gt; is the lightness or darkness of a color. Light attracts the eye, therefore, lighter colored garments will cause the wearer to appear larger than medium to dark shades of a color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intensity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the range of color from bright to dull. When wearing garments of intense colors the wearer will seem to appear larger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The warmth or coolness of a color, its value and intensity all work together to produce an infinite number of colors which is perceived by the eye of the looker. With these facts in mind, you have a variety of choices to make yourself appear pounds thinner, all of us want to appear shapely and there is no denial to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Color can be used to emphasize some features and draw attention away from others.  Yes there is a science that makes a color work for you, on you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;To appear smaller&lt;/span&gt; choose a cool color in a medium value and a less intense color for large areas of your clothing. However, if you want to use warm colors in your wardrobe, select shades of warm hues instead of intense values. (example: Select rust instead of orange; maroon instead of pink.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;If you like bright warm colors&lt;/span&gt;, use them as accents at the neckline or in your accessories. You might select a scarf or pin or collar which is emphasized because it contrasts with the different value and intensity of your outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Red may be your favorite color and it is becoming to you. &lt;/span&gt;Select a red blouse that will be worn under a gray or navy suit. The red around your face will keep the focus on your face rather than your not-so-perfect figure. One-color outfits are generally slimming. When wearing two shades in one outfit, select with care. Use the darker shade in the area you want to de-emphasize. The lighter shade can be used to balance the larger areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    * An important factor to consider about color is to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; select colors that are becoming to you&lt;/span&gt;. People with warm personal coloring will be more flattered by colors with warm (orange or yellow) undertones. People with cool personal coloring will be more flattered by colors with cool (blue or red) undertones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew a girl who was ruined by a COLOR. Let it not Ruin You.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Week Ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SiF02PHTjaI/AAAAAAAAASU/NJSEK3U-a_k/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SiF02PHTjaI/AAAAAAAAASU/NJSEK3U-a_k/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341679108157050274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-8152724964602403314?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/8152724964602403314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=8152724964602403314&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8152724964602403314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8152724964602403314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-your-color-style.html' title='What&apos;s Your Color Style?'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SiF357fMpeI/AAAAAAAAASc/LtCBzH4R_mE/s72-c/moodboard_colorful_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-717316556194996106</id><published>2009-05-30T21:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:10:43.066+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Babe of  the Week 24/5 - 30/5  [09]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s1600-h/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s320/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356465544189426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AD said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://anwesananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anwesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harshita said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;RAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://harshitawriteslikethis.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Harshita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://anwesananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Anwesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWESA said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://harshitawriteslikethis.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Harshita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pree-yea.... said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the winner is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;RIA&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Babe of the Week :D&lt;br /&gt;You can now please accept the award and place it on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely you are up for the interview as &lt;a href="http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-for-voting.html"&gt;Richa&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-interview.html"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting Your Go at it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly a well-deserved Award ladies and gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous." and that is Ria :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336357046738235378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-717316556194996106?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/717316556194996106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=717316556194996106&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/717316556194996106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/717316556194996106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-245-305-09.html' title='Babe of  the Week 24/5 - 30/5  [09]'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s72-c/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-3654205114302564601</id><published>2009-05-28T19:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:14:11.691+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Because I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHERE ARE THE VOTES FOR BABE OF THE WEEK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sh6UuEkg-CI/AAAAAAAAARc/0IxOr6qiv_Y/s1600-h/234386922-i_love_you_teddy_bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sh6UuEkg-CI/AAAAAAAAARc/0IxOr6qiv_Y/s320/234386922-i_love_you_teddy_bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340869727329777698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that you haunt my dreams? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or Remnants of love that once was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it I get angry about our broken love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or because I choose to hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that I can look at no-one else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or that I look for another you in everybody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that I cant go to sleep without thinking about you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or the memories of what was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that every couple reminds me of us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or because I miss what we had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why does it kill, to picture you in another s arms? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or because I know they wont treat you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do I stay up all night, thinking of what went wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it because I want to go back in time and make it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that I do not feel like waking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or because I feel as if you have taken my life and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it when I get my feelings back up they drop right back down? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or because I cant see why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that I feel so empty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it because I cant receive your love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that I cant reason WHY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I'm still in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;Or because it was too small of a reason to end our love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that I feel all this pain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is is because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Or because I strive to hang on to our love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that I write this poem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It IS because I'm still in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;And to tell you, No longer, will I just sit and wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336357046738235378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-3654205114302564601?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/3654205114302564601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=3654205114302564601&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3654205114302564601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3654205114302564601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-love-you.html' title='Because I love you'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sh6UuEkg-CI/AAAAAAAAARc/0IxOr6qiv_Y/s72-c/234386922-i_love_you_teddy_bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2316103943271245675</id><published>2009-05-24T14:01:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:30:46.787+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossip'/><title type='text'>Thanks for Voting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is really embarrassing to have to write an interview of oneself, but since I have been honored with the title, the custom has to be kept up.. Thanks to all you lovely people out there who voted for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pleased?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On accomplishing a task I set for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.elfwood.com/art/p/r/priscila/kalinyanimated.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 228px;" src="http://images.elfwood.com/art/p/r/priscila/kalinyanimated.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonesomeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Plans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover the reason of my existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Envious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Favorite Dish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasagnea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Best Show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy/ Gossip girl/ How I met your Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;City Nights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie/ Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Desire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have tasted one edible delicacies of each country of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Embarrassed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Complimented :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Vote for the next Week goes to Raka, Harshita and Anwesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Voting!!&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/1070658053435048946-2316103943271245675?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2316103943271245675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2316103943271245675&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2316103943271245675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2316103943271245675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-for-voting.html' title='Thanks for Voting'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2988534039660467395</id><published>2009-05-23T20:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:44:33.505+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Babe of  the Week 17/5 - 23/5 [09]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s1600-h/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s320/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356465544189426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AD said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-loves-brown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mehreen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 19, 2009 08:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muthu said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 19, 2009 10:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 4:36 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richa said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 11:29 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ria said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raka&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Richa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 1:20 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harshita said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raka&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 4:26 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWESA said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 6:27 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IcE MaiDeN said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 6:54 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WarmSunshine said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2009 7:11 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;ria&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://harshitawriteslikethis.blogspot.com/"&gt;harshita&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://pink-loves-brown.blogspot.com/"&gt;mehreen&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://anwesananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;anwesa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 21, 2009 7:08 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms.R. said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-loves-brown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mehreen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 21, 2009 1:37 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preeti said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473526239197886375"&gt;pixie&lt;/a&gt; - swats - gurmeen&lt;br /&gt;May 21, 2009 6:27 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total 21 votes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raka&lt;/a&gt;- 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-loves-brown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mehreen&lt;/a&gt;- 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoirsofria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ria&lt;/a&gt;- 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://harshitawriteslikethis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Harshita&lt;/a&gt;- 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anwesananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anwesa&lt;/a&gt;- 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473526239197886375"&gt;Pixie&lt;/a&gt;- 1&lt;br /&gt;Swats- 1&lt;br /&gt;Gurmeen- 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, the Babe of the Week&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; May 17 - May 23, 2009&lt;/span&gt; goes to...&lt;br /&gt;drum roll please...&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Richa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Babes! You so have the ramp now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a close call between Raka and Richa. But One Vote makes a big difference :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you owe us &lt;a href="http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-105-165-09.html"&gt;the interview&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do copy it from the previous posted &lt;a href="http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-105-165-09.html"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; and post your answers.&lt;br /&gt;Will be looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYONE CAN VOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND CAN VOTE FOR UP TO 3 BABES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week starts Sunday, May 24, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;The competition will close on Saturday, May 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please be sporty and Please spread the word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336357046738235378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2988534039660467395?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2988534039660467395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2988534039660467395&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2988534039660467395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2988534039660467395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-175-235-09.html' title='Babe of  the Week 17/5 - 23/5 [09]'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s72-c/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-827448389889790440</id><published>2009-05-22T00:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:10:01.246+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOVIES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><title type='text'>Romance is in the Air - I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank God its Friday. The week that has been strictly hectic and killing with work is coming to an end. Time to relax, lay down, get a beauty treatment, a spa, do some shopping, hang out with friends and meet up with the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But running out of places to go out with the guy?&lt;br /&gt;Try watching some romantic comedies, down on the couch, resting head on his shoulder, holding his hand, laughing out loud on comedy sequences and getting naughty on those intimate scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of some evergreen romantic comedies that would be great fun to watch with your guy. Okay, even if you watch them alone, they are as much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rickmanistareview.com/Love%20Actually%20poster%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 149px;" src="http://www.rickmanistareview.com/Love%20Actually%20poster%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love Actua&lt;/span&gt;lly:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas time in England, and unusual things going on round. Some people are falling in love, then breaking up or some people just desperately lonely and still looking for that someone special. This is a story about 8 people who follow their hearts and show love or anger. If you look carefully around 'Love Actually' is all around you... &lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A lot like Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roddysrockinreviews.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/a-lot-like-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 128px;" src="http://roddysrockinreviews.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/a-lot-like-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a flight from Los Angeles to New York, Oliver and Emily make a connection, only to decide that they are poorly suited to be together. Over the next seven years, however, they are reunited time and time again, they go from being acquaintances to close friends to ... lovers?&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Ashton Kutcher, Amanda Peet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.icis.com/blogs/asian-chemical-connections/serendipity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 197px;" src="http://www.icis.com/blogs/asian-chemical-connections/serendipity.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serendipity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Tragger meets Sara Thomas by chance in the Christmas eve, in Bloomingdale's, both trying to buy the unique pair of black gloves available for sale. They decide to go to the cafeteria Serendipity and Jonathan asks for her name and phone. Sara decides to write it in a book, and his on a five dollars bill. She gives the bill to a newspaperman and she says that she would sell the book in a New York used books store. She states that if destiny wants them two together, Jonathan will get that book back. Or she will receive that bill again. From this day on, Jonathan will 'chase' Sara's book trying to reach his lost love&lt;br /&gt;Cast: John Cussak, Kate Blenkinsale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just like heaven:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dvdclub.irishtimes.com/Images/DVDs/Lg/JustLikeHeaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 168px;" src="http://dvdclub.irishtimes.com/Images/DVDs/Lg/JustLikeHeaven.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Masterson is a doctor with a life of work, devoid of joy. But when an accident renders her into a spirit, Elizabeth may be forced to live something she has avoided: downtime. However, with her no longer occupying her apartment, it's been given to David Abbott, a good guy but a lonely landscape artist who has caught the ire of Elizabeth. She haunts him as a bitter spirit. She's not willing to give up her place to David, and he's not going to back down from his new home. But as these two continually fight, they might just be attracted to each other&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Rees Witherspoon, Mark Ruffalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogmommas.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/50firstdatesposters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 177px;" src="http://blogmommas.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/50firstdatesposters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;50 first dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Roth is a veterinarian living in Hawaii who enjoys the company of vacationing women. He leaves the playboy life behind after he falls for Lucy, who suffers from short-term memory loss. Since she can never remember meeting him, Henry has to romance Lucy every single day and hope that she falls for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Drew Berrymore, Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dilwale dulhaniya le jayenge:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/hindi/specials/images/144_bollywood_films/016717_ddlj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 126px;" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/hindi/specials/images/144_bollywood_films/016717_ddlj.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raj is a rich, carefree, happy-go-lucky second generation NRI. Simran is the daughter of Chaudhary Baldev Singh, who in spite of being an NRI is very strict about adherence to Indian values. The two meet on a month long Eurotrip, and what began as pranks and fun and games, ends in love. But by the time they realize it, it is already too late, as Simran has left for India to be married to her childhood fiancé. Raj leaves for India with a mission at his hands, to claim his lady love under the noses of her whole family. Thus begins a saga.&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Shahrukh Khan, Kajol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jerryreghunadh.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/jab-we-met.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 154px;" src="http://jerryreghunadh.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/jab-we-met.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jab we met:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAditya, a demoralized industrailist is running away from his monotonous life when he meets a chirpy,a beautiful talkative girl who is leaving Mumbai to go to her hometown - Bhatinda. They share a mayhem of a ride to her hometown, only to discover she was going to be engaged to his childhood sweetheart the next day. Being in love with someone else, she elopes from her home along with Aaditya to meet up her love who ditches her. Aaditya returns to his life and makes it live-able from miserable influenced by Geet's spirit and in love with her who actually has become traumatised of the dumping. Aaditya sets to find her and take her back home where he is mistaken to be her man and the family tries to unite them while her love is back as well.&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Kareena Kapoor, Shahid Kapur&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/1070658053435048946-827448389889790440?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/827448389889790440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=827448389889790440&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/827448389889790440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/827448389889790440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/romance-is-in-air-i.html' title='Romance is in the Air - I'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-8598437084452723942</id><published>2009-05-19T21:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:05:22.736+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Babe of the Week 'Interview'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/ShLfn3OQCWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jvH-BmZdST0/s1600-h/369_tagged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 506px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/ShLfn3OQCWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jvH-BmZdST0/s320/369_tagged.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574384319072610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s1600-h/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s320/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356465544189426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As promised here is the short interview from the babe of the week ... ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pleased?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Complimented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Plans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually excel in making a home and ever after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Envious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married Couples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Favorite Dish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Chopsuey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;City Nights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Drive or Coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Desire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage and Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Embarrassed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am out loud looking for a life partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Starting Now YOU are REQUESTED TO START POURING IN YOUR VOTES FOR THIS WEEK'S PICK FOR BABE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gear up the SPIRIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Vote goes to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mehreen, Richa and Phoenix!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336357046738235378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-8598437084452723942?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/8598437084452723942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=8598437084452723942&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8598437084452723942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/8598437084452723942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-interview.html' title='Babe of the Week &apos;Interview&apos;'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/ShLfn3OQCWI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jvH-BmZdST0/s72-c/369_tagged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-3136632054082738503</id><published>2009-05-16T20:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:08:01.187+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Babe of  the Week 10/5 - 16/5 [09]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s1600-h/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s320/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336356465544189426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first week for the Babe of the Week is finally closing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you all who took time out to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do let your friends know about this if you haven't, that way we will have a good competition going on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYONE CAN VOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND CAN VOTE FOR UP TO 3 BABES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week starts Sunday, May 17, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;The competition will close on Saturday, May 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ria said...&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2009 1:13 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Girl said...&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2009 1:46 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IcE MaiDeN said...&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2009 1:46 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apromisepledged.blogspot.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Richa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix said...&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2009 3:06 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Richa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWESA said...&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2009 3:15 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richa said...&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2009 3:56 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://waves-of-light.blogspot.com/"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pree-yea.... said...&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 2009 5:59 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constructive Attitude said...&lt;br /&gt;May 13, 2009 2:40 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09833826535761502269"&gt;Constructive Attitude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD said...&lt;br /&gt;May 16, 2009 3:01 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anglic-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;RICHA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Americanising Desi&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5 votes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richa has 3 votes&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix has 1 vote&lt;br /&gt;Constructive Attitude has 1 vote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how I am suppose to give myself an award so I will just accept it without blowing any horns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you so much babes for voting in for me. I am truly humbled with stars in my eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stay tuned for my interview which comes hand in hand with the award. Hope it doesn't get you too tired -smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYONE CAN VOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND CAN VOTE FOR UP TO 3 BABES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week starts Sunday, May 17, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;The competition will close on Saturday, May 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please be sporty and Please spread the word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s1600-h/q.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6MdfV8L_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmLnUSj0GMs/s320/q.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336357046738235378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-3136632054082738503?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/3136632054082738503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=3136632054082738503&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3136632054082738503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/3136632054082738503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-105-165-09.html' title='Babe of  the Week 10/5 - 16/5 [09]'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sg6L7qOe1fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OI4zvZYwVjA/s72-c/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-4694447080006746083</id><published>2009-05-15T20:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:50:44.024+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANWESA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Anwesa</title><content type='html'>So its our Darling Partner in crime &lt;a href="http://anwesananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Änwesa's&lt;/a&gt; Birthday today. Sorry girl we are late to wish you, but still, here is a wish for you from the Girl Blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/Sg2G8LeEEII/AAAAAAAADjQ/ybwSkyBbzRE/s1600-h/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/Sg2G8LeEEII/AAAAAAAADjQ/ybwSkyBbzRE/s400/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336069501933064322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.apwulocal458.org/Chocolates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 427px;" src="http://www.apwulocal458.org/Chocolates.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.baby-bouquets.co.uk/images/products/teddies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.baby-bouquets.co.uk/images/products/teddies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flowergarden.com.au/images/roses/roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 828px; height: 516px;" src="http://www.flowergarden.com.au/images/roses/roses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Loads of fun!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-4694447080006746083?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/4694447080006746083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=4694447080006746083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4694447080006746083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4694447080006746083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-anwesa.html' title='Happy Birthday Anwesa'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/Sg2G8LeEEII/AAAAAAAADjQ/ybwSkyBbzRE/s72-c/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-471584215430044675</id><published>2009-05-12T12:43:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:13:21.723+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Babe of the Week Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sgkl0m472KI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pwKXBxVydho/s1600-h/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sgkl0m472KI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pwKXBxVydho/s320/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334836819319838882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was wondering if anyone is interested in playing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Babe of the Week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The way I think it is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celeb central for one babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She might be a member of Femme Fatale or someone, anyone of us knows of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll tag her for a short and crisp interview and award her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We pick our winner by weekend votes. By Saturday Evening we should have the name of a winner and we award her. Pick a name when you comment, if you want to go with this flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know the ingredients one needs to be labeled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'a babe' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She will have to give a short interview which will be posted on Femme Fatale and there will be an award she can paste on her blog which she receives from Femme Fatale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Say what Babes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SgkiWUJZ8yI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xbRRS6cBT2U/s1600-h/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SgkiWUJZ8yI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xbRRS6cBT2U/s320/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334833000357688098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-471584215430044675?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/471584215430044675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=471584215430044675&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/471584215430044675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/471584215430044675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/babe-of-week-anyone.html' title='Babe of the Week Anyone?'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/Sgkl0m472KI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pwKXBxVydho/s72-c/motivatorc9eee91e5ec0e1b5a6634c12075f59b2f626ec38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7173699928278921603</id><published>2009-05-10T18:56:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:38:21.395+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOENIX/RAKA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>To be a mother....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SgbbNIrf92I/AAAAAAAABxw/r6v3mTStnpA/s1600-h/42-22104894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SgbbNIrf92I/AAAAAAAABxw/r6v3mTStnpA/s320/42-22104894.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334191827381647202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;No matter&lt;/span&gt; how strong and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; we are..no matter how career oriented and carefree we are.. no matter how modern we are... a part of us yearns to be a mother someday.. to go through the ordeal just to ensure that growing little one within us is safe..to make the sky the limit for him/her... to give him or her the world... to experience the happiest blessing on earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know the first thing about being a mother... but i know i want to be one...to able to hold and revere gods gift to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cherish&lt;/span&gt; womanhood.. to be able to give birth to the little one, a symbol of love. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if ever i will be a good mother... i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if i will be able to give up being paranoid about the whole giving birth process...but i know i want to someday...i will go through all the ordeal just to be a proud mom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/Sgba7bi7a3I/AAAAAAAABxg/TbVEmq-Jtb8/s1600-h/42-17530526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/Sgba7bi7a3I/AAAAAAAABxg/TbVEmq-Jtb8/s320/42-17530526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334191523208326002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know there are times when nature's bliss eludes us... but not always one has to bear a child to be a mother... rearing matters too.. people like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sushmita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sen should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;applauded&lt;/span&gt; for being generous and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; a heart of gold for embracing motherhood despite being single.. she lives the life on her terms and still manages to be a perfect example not only for her daughter and several others... it takes courage and a generous heart to be able to embrace a child as one's own... and kudos to people like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Susmita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sen,Angelina Jolie, Madonna who have stepped forward to embrace a child and make a difference... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make a difference this mothers day.... salute motherhood and shed the superstition and prejudice against adoption... be generous...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; deny a child a future, open your heart and warm it up for a little one, be a proud mom.. whether adoptive,clinical or biological...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SgbbDBIc5PI/AAAAAAAABxo/_4RI9BtMIAA/s1600-h/42-21475646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SgbbDBIc5PI/AAAAAAAABxo/_4RI9BtMIAA/s320/42-21475646.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334191653556905202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'ts a blessing to be a mother... and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad that God choose us to be the nurtures.. maybe motherhood among a few other things makes me feel that truly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;no matter&lt;/span&gt; how hard being a woman is.. its all worth it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Mother's day!!&lt;/span&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/1070658053435048946-7173699928278921603?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7173699928278921603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7173699928278921603&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7173699928278921603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7173699928278921603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-be-mother.html' title='To be a mother....'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04246515616902327148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q5RqfRtVyQ/Td3kYvDgyLI/AAAAAAAACHU/juuCwrXl4I0/s220/AX036690.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SgbbNIrf92I/AAAAAAAABxw/r6v3mTStnpA/s72-c/42-22104894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-346506249922308016</id><published>2009-05-08T21:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:45:01.163+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must Haves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><title type='text'>Time to move on!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week, a girl friend called up and said she &lt;span&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; reset her iPod and doesn't know how to reload it. She asked me if I could do it for her.  I readily agreed because I love gadgets. I would not say I am tech-savvy, but I use gadgets a lot and inside my handbag, my IPod, my digi-cam is always found besides my cell phone of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was okay, untill one of her comment &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I dont know how do you do it but I guess girls are illitrate when it comes to ectronics"&lt;/span&gt;,took me wondering why is it that girls are generally not aware and not interested in gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gadgets, besides being status symbol, are of use and why do we tend to run from using hi-tech electronic items? Gadgets are technology made simpler guys. Stop dreading them. All you have to do is to read the manual they provide it with them. it is easy to read and easy to understand with all those graphical representations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A li'l knowledge about technology is believe me, not fatal. Rather it makes life easy. Isn't that the reason why MNCs spend a fortune and decades on improving electronics and making them handy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I thought of bringing a post that could make my girl friends aware of simple gadgets that we use every day and they use it confidently and stop behaving like amateurs when it comes to electronics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SgHgpeaXhkI/AAAAAAAADVE/pMBDgkGutZs/s1600-h/girl-at-computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SgHgpeaXhkI/AAAAAAAADVE/pMBDgkGutZs/s200/girl-at-computer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332790436926293570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer&lt;/strong&gt;- people, learn to install windows. It is a basic &lt;span&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt;. So that you don't have to be dependent on anyone else whenever your PC needs a re-install. It is very very easy. All you need to do is to run a CD and follow the instructions. Learn to install/ uninstall programs that you require. Learn a few softwares that you may need. And learning doesn't require going to an institute and paying huge fees. Just have the guts to explore things. Almost all softwares come with instructions. Learn to make better use of the internet than just chatting, networking and blogging. No doubt they are integral part of our lives, but reach out, use search engines, dictionaries, news you can use and hell load of information from the &lt;span&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. Download, not just wallpapers and songs, but softwares, e-books, movies as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SgHhGix4B5I/AAAAAAAADVM/vm10EWBbqio/s1600-h/xin_16050322113661720531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SgHhGix4B5I/AAAAAAAADVM/vm10EWBbqio/s200/xin_16050322113661720531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332790936314840978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mobile phones&lt;/strong&gt;- please it is a genuine request that forget the  excuse that says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"phone to sirf baat karne ki liye hota hai"&lt;/span&gt;. I guess we are wasting the technology if we do not use it the way it is meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Mobile phone these days come armed with hi-end technology-camera, music player, videos player, connectivity with bluetooth, wi-fi, 3-G and much more. Exciting. isnt it? Calculator, world clock, converters, there are so many inbuilt functions that can make things as fast as a snap of finger. All we need is to press a few keys and explore it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SgHikTBPfFI/AAAAAAAADVU/zYhhWso2PWI/s1600-h/ipod.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SgHikTBPfFI/AAAAAAAADVU/zYhhWso2PWI/s200/ipod.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332792546992028754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IPods/ Mp3 players&lt;/strong&gt;- Lots of people who carry IPods/ Mp3 players, whether gifted by a relative in foreign or just bought for the sake status symbol, don't know the actual use of it. It isn't meant only to listen music with your ears ducted; it has many other features too. Photos, videos, movies, games, are functions inbuilt. All we need is to look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1106/1286780394_8f00954a32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 209px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1106/1286780394_8f00954a32.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Digi cams&lt;/strong&gt;- remember those clumsy cameras that used the films? Such a boring job it used to be. Get a role, insert it, set focus, roll the camera, click the picture, finish the role, get it developed, only to find out the pictures aren't as good and clear. The occasion remained in the memory lanes only. Hassle free Digital cameras are such relief from the unmanageable and tiresome manual cameras. Aren't they? But most of  us don't bother to find out the functions of the camera. All they know is to get the cam and start clicking. No doubt it is as easy, but really, there are loads of functions that can be used for better picture quality and clicking clear picture in different light scenarios.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1255/710884477_e38e6a6fa5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 164px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1255/710884477_e38e6a6fa5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video Games&lt;/strong&gt;- Computer games, video games, play stations, Xbox, Wii.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are names I am sure many of us will be unaware of. Games are fun guys. Believe me. Try out them once with your guy and if you don't get addicted, it will be fair for you to scold him for them. It is fun more than anything. Dont you remember the days of Mario brothers and brick games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess that is enough for now. I really hope you guys don't bombard abuses and taunts on me for this post.. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/97/1C36B30ABFE8DA698A32D159736DED84.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-346506249922308016?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/346506249922308016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=346506249922308016&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/346506249922308016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/346506249922308016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time to move on!!'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SgHgpeaXhkI/AAAAAAAADVE/pMBDgkGutZs/s72-c/girl-at-computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-751480054983546985</id><published>2009-05-06T21:41:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:47:05.641+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>Beauty lies in the Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SgG3HIcRzeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cH5HaEJbE08/s1600-h/woman+hair+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SgG3HIcRzeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cH5HaEJbE08/s320/woman+hair+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332744766936436194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hair is the most important ornament of beauty. Lucky are the women who have naturally beautiful hair. But it is equally important for all of us to oil hair regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oiling&lt;/span&gt; is essential to cope with the problems like hair fall and dandruff. Without oil, hair can become rough, dry and frizzy. Oiling hydrates and moisturizes hair. So good is oiling, that it can correct the dryness and damage of strong hair dyes on your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oiling hair is the most important task for maintaining long and strong hair. You can select the oil according to your preference. You can select from coconut oil, almond oil, jojoba oil, olive oil or any other oil that you like. But do avoid mineral oil. Oiling hair is important than using any other cosmetic products and treatments. You can turn your hair from dry to dramatic with the useful hair oiling tips below. Read on to get hair that radiates good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tips for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oiling&lt;/span&gt; your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You use different techniques for doing things in your daily life. Oiling hair should also be done using some smart techniques to optimize its effectiveness. If you want to avoid hair fall and grow thick and shiny hair you can try the following hair oiling secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Heat oil to a warm temperature before applying it on your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Make partitions while oiling your hair. Rub oil in each partition. Make as many partitions of hair as you can. This will help oil to reach the scalp properly. Do not just pour oil on your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Avoid using too much of oil. Start applying little to each part of head and then massage. Massaging is important than the quantity of oil you use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Dip your finger tips in oil. Gently massage with finger on scalp by putting your hands inside hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Massage with your fingers at least for 10 to 15 minutes after oiling your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Avoid washing your hair immediately after oiling. If you do not like to wear oily hair, you can oil it before going to bed. You can wash your hair the next day. For best results let the oil stay for one day on your hair. When you make the oil stay for longer time it soaks in the scalp better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Oil your hair at least once a week. If your hair is very dry you should oil it at least twice a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;o Rub oil on the roots of your hair. it helps to improve blood circulation and make hair silky and strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you want to keep your hair break free, oil it regularly. Oiling hair will also help you relax after a long day. Massaging hair is a popular stress buster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Optimal use of oil requires lesser shampoo to wash it off. This will help to save your time and avoid misuse of oil. Oil is a conditioner and hair moisturize. It may not stop heavy hair fall but it certainly controls hair breakage and split ends. Regular oiling makes hair lustrous and adds shine to it. All you need is a good shampoo and conditioner after oiling and you will be set to comb your beautiful hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sharing. So here is my share of care.&lt;br /&gt;Do apply ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SgG3aocG5JI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oCZRQEPf23g/s1600-h/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SgG3aocG5JI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oCZRQEPf23g/s320/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332745101943170194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-751480054983546985?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/751480054983546985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=751480054983546985&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/751480054983546985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/751480054983546985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-lies-in-hair.html' title='Beauty lies in the Hair'/><author><name>Americanising Desi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089753612782157378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/TL6OOad1emI/AAAAAAAAETM/Vyw6RyytpY0/S220/tumblr_l9z4glxKoq1qa3op2o1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E6D6Vd5gUHI/SgG3HIcRzeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cH5HaEJbE08/s72-c/woman+hair+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-4989454416504450409</id><published>2009-05-06T10:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:07:42.825+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Rise and Shine!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/Sf_PLuDtufI/AAAAAAAABOw/6_4i4YQkpGA/s1600-h/Good+Morning.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332208284079077874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/Sf_PLuDtufI/AAAAAAAABOw/6_4i4YQkpGA/s400/Good+Morning.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When people talk behind your back, what does it mean?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Simple! It means that you are two steps ahead of them!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, keep moving ahead in Life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-4989454416504450409?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/4989454416504450409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=4989454416504450409&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4989454416504450409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4989454416504450409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/rise-and-shine.html' title='Rise and Shine!!'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/Sf_PLuDtufI/AAAAAAAABOw/6_4i4YQkpGA/s72-c/Good+Morning.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-4222493505930317928</id><published>2009-05-05T13:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:49:00.812+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>Prevention is always better than cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sfqyw04qJ5I/AAAAAAAADaY/AphlamwWS5s/s1600-h/26breast-cancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sfqyw04qJ5I/AAAAAAAADaY/AphlamwWS5s/s320/26breast-cancer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330769660846155666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do recall a post on Femme Fatale regarding the&lt;a href="http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/03/breast-cancer.html"&gt; subject&lt;/a&gt;, but I'd like to share a little more of the wide curse of Breast Cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safe &amp;amp; Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s the most common cancer to affect women, but not many of us realize that whilst &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;five percent of all breast cancer cases are hereditary&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;90 percent of cases are due to lifestyle choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Breast cancer has affected many celebrities, including Kylie Minogue and Cynthia Nixon, who have both spoken openly about their battle against the disease. Caused by the uncontrolled growth of breast cells, whilst you can’t change your genetic makeup we reveal the steps you can take to minimize the risks….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Check your bra: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women who wear tight-fitting bras 24 hours-a day-are 125 times more likely to develop breast cancer than women who do not wear bras at all. And wearing the wrong bra stops the lymphatic system from flowing freely, so make sure you’re wearing the correct size and take it off at night. I know women who just don't listen and I wonder why, what is it that tight fitting has with their psyche I am just to discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2 Go Organic: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-organic foods are often loaded with chemicals which cannot be washed of, and only about 20 percent of the chemicals in fruits and vegetables are on the surface, while the remainder lies inside the plant. Did you know that most of the feed our chicken and cattle are fed are mixed with chemicals? And the field on which the fruits and vegetables grow? you know how it is treated right? WASH WELL WHAT YOU EAT. Never cut and Wash, Always soak em well before you cut a vegetable or fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Get Active: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular exercise is a protective factor against breast cancer - it helps keep weight and fat levels down. Aim to exercise at least three times a week for at least 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4 Breastfeed Your Babies: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women who have their first baby above the age of 30 have a slightly increased risk of breast cancer. Researchers say factors such as the earlier a woman has her first baby, along with breastfeeding, help to lower the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5 Kick the Habit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older women who puff on cigarettes may be more likely to develop breast cancer than women who have never smoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 Check Your Breasts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women from the age of 20 upwards should carry out a self-examination once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The key risk factors…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Being a woman&lt;br /&gt;• Getting older - it’s a sad truth that your chance of getting cancer increases with age&lt;br /&gt;• Having a family or previous history of breast cancer&lt;br /&gt;• Being overweight&lt;br /&gt;• Consuming more than one alcoholic drink per day&lt;br /&gt;• Using birth control pills&lt;br /&gt;• Having started your periods before the age of 12&lt;br /&gt;• Having no children, having your first child after 35, or not breast feeding your children&lt;br /&gt;• Having particularly dense breasts or a high bone density.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The good news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The positive side is that the techniques for detecting breast cancer and the treatments for tackling it are improving every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Awareness is spreading and more lives are being saved.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you and your friends protect yourselves too by knowing all the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please love yourself. There is no love better than self love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/126/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&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/1070658053435048946-4222493505930317928?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/4222493505930317928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=4222493505930317928&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4222493505930317928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/4222493505930317928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/05/prevention-is-always-better-than-cure.html' title='Prevention is always better than cure'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SesRBuDZWHI/AAAAAAAADLA/NTtTRHBu1nU/S220/dawn-woodward-model-with-flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sfqyw04qJ5I/AAAAAAAADaY/AphlamwWS5s/s72-c/26breast-cancer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7534549199009090622</id><published>2009-04-30T20:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:41:07.806+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be-Aware'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><title type='text'>I am proud being born a Girl..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/Sfai60eZxzI/AAAAAAAADUw/pa8LCadOgEk/s1600-h/litt...ropped.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/Sfai60eZxzI/AAAAAAAADUw/pa8LCadOgEk/s200/litt...ropped.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329626340441835314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;My recent visit to Red Cross split my heart into pieces.. That just inspired me to scribble a few lines.. &lt;strong&gt;Warning&lt;/strong&gt;: I am a "&lt;em&gt;no-poet"&lt;/em&gt; guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;I am a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The first ray breaking the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The smiling dew drop in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The fragrance of the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The dim moonlight at nights....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Weaving dreams in colours of rainbows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;An artist's inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Direction to a lost soul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;A daughter, a sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;A friend, a wife,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;A soothing mother....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The heights of Kalpana and Sunita,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The velocity of PT Usha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The strategies of Indira,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The struggles of Medha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;The strengths of Arundhati and Jhumpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Senorita,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Mom's angel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Abandoned in a dust bin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scratched by strays,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Synonym for devotion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Craving for affection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;Please save the girl child from foeticide and being abandoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Segoe Script;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Originally posted a while ago at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-7534549199009090622?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7534549199009090622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7534549199009090622&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7534549199009090622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7534549199009090622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-proud-being-born-girl_30.html' title='I am proud being born a Girl..'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/Sfai60eZxzI/AAAAAAAADUw/pa8LCadOgEk/s72-c/litt...ropped.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7854032691841526320</id><published>2009-04-28T12:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:23:00.986+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must Haves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL POWER'/><title type='text'>-DARE TO BE PROVOCATIVE-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Putting on sexy lingerie boosts your body image and bolsters how beautiful you are. Even the most conservative girls may admit to feeling more sensual wearing silk instead of flannel to bed.  Yes to an extent the whole dish dosh is about stirring in men the eroticism that surpasses all other reasons but the real element is feminine confidence that outshines superficial comparisons and makes a woman believe in her unique and enticing internal and external beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGFNIH3nI/AAAAAAAADWA/KxMJXAw_lUk/s1600-h/V276483_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGFNIH3nI/AAAAAAAADWA/KxMJXAw_lUk/s320/V276483_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890945578983026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Men indeed are drawn by the erotic glow of sexuality but the confidence too, thus, looking good for our man in the bedroom is an integral part of the whole romance glam. What I personally feel about lingerie is that, it makes me feel incredibly sexy, incredibly wanted and just so loved. They will say I am mad, but I say 'I am crazy about me'. I do go out of my way to buy me satin sheets and I sleep alone on it. I don't have to show my femininity off all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGE5-a65I/AAAAAAAADV4/6dOH8fR_ebA/s1600-h/V266939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGE5-a65I/AAAAAAAADV4/6dOH8fR_ebA/s320/V266939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890940438014866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The feel of smooth satin and sexy lace against my skin makes me tingle with pleasure. I can imagine how out of his mind my partner will be if he sees me so confident carrying it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGE8ww3AI/AAAAAAAADVw/xoWTtdUbpw4/s1600-h/V259765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGE8ww3AI/AAAAAAAADVw/xoWTtdUbpw4/s320/V259765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890941186038786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://indiequill.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/bra.jpg"&gt;sexy piece &lt;/a&gt;of lingerie does marvel for a woman's confidence, as well as impress her man. I can see me clad in a black suit, really professional on the outside and beneath the layers clad in ultra sexy lingerie making me all so feminine with the right balance of professionalism, and when I get home to a man waiting like a lion to be served in his den, ooh boy my mind is on a roll…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGEjV1XOI/AAAAAAAADVo/reMMhicj984/s1600-h/V250685_845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGEjV1XOI/AAAAAAAADVo/reMMhicj984/s320/V250685_845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890934362201314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girls, there is nothing worse than buying lingerie which is totally unfit for your body type. Bits squishing out from here and there, baggy, too tight or too loose is just not the key to confidence booster or highlighted body image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFgu9HZtI/AAAAAAAADVg/YTmB8n8L5Qs/s1600-h/V248964_W81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFgu9HZtI/AAAAAAAADVg/YTmB8n8L5Qs/s320/V248964_W81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890319004460754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.ebayimg.com/02/i/000/a3/99/390a_1_b.JPG"&gt;Garters&lt;/a&gt; are just for tall women. They accentuate the impression that the long legs run up to the armpits. It is a sexy lingerie staple but not all women should go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFgUF7UZI/AAAAAAAADVY/1Vp2gG0TPaM/s1600-h/V248608_093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFgUF7UZI/AAAAAAAADVY/1Vp2gG0TPaM/s320/V248608_093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890311793660306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A voluptuous, big-busted girl needs a &lt;a href="http://g-ec2.images-amazon.com/images/I/410wzXK1t2L._sexy-corset-lingerie_.jpg"&gt;corset &lt;/a&gt;support to bring out her cleavage in a very naughty yet noticeable manner. Corsets were designed to minimize the waist and flatten the stomach but also giving the body the right proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFgJc9oPI/AAAAAAAADVQ/qWoUnnVWamI/s1600-h/V242132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFgJc9oPI/AAAAAAAADVQ/qWoUnnVWamI/s320/V242132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890308937490674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A sexy little negligee, suits more voluptuous women and hides a mass of sins.  A baby doll teddy will easily hide a big tummy or butt, and you can feel at ease knowing you still look beautiful showing off other assets. Strictly for married women who are tired of giving birth after birth. No single girls should get naughty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFf3mQx5I/AAAAAAAADVA/DATODDhfgY8/s1600-h/V224333_103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFf3mQx5I/AAAAAAAADVA/DATODDhfgY8/s320/V224333_103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890304144656274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sexy &lt;a href="http://i.ivillage.com/BS/products_shopping/underwear/BS_BoyShorts_366.jpg"&gt;boy shorts&lt;/a&gt; add curves to an athletic figure and accentuate a great butt. They are explicitly for nice bottoms, as they draw all the attention there due to their horizontal lines and broad cut. Strictly for athletically slim girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFPQHFoxI/AAAAAAAADU4/7yR2dnqGdfc/s1600-h/Origin_Victoria_Secret_Lingerie_for_woman_china_wholesell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFPQHFoxI/AAAAAAAADU4/7yR2dnqGdfc/s320/Origin_Victoria_Secret_Lingerie_for_woman_china_wholesell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890018667012882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can never do without a robe, because the feel of satin blows my mind off. It adds mystery too to what lies beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNgrGoJI/AAAAAAAADUw/vY9j54EFHHg/s1600-h/Goutal-Lingerie-Petite-Cherie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNgrGoJI/AAAAAAAADUw/vY9j54EFHHg/s320/Goutal-Lingerie-Petite-Cherie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889988753301650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls do keep in mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Nothing should cling to parts you prefer were hidden, such as a big belly or thighs. Loose and flowing fabric enhances curves but doesn’t stick and should be picked for better femininity and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Always enhance and draw attention to the best assets, be it her breasts, bottom, legs, tummy or shoulders. But decide on which is it. If you are too confused ask but don’t predict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Dark colors are slimming, while light colors draw attention to potential bulges. Kapeesh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* If you are short you can gain length by having slits in the sides of gowns and negligees. Truly that adds to so much drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNhu52JI/AAAAAAAADUo/YSi19D2UwpE/s1600-h/felina-de-2009-arabesque-435x299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNhu52JI/AAAAAAAADUo/YSi19D2UwpE/s320/felina-de-2009-arabesque-435x299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889989037676690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colorize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be sure that you own the basic colors; white, red and black. Blondes look great in pastel colors, but brunettes need stronger colors to set the flame on, like emeralds and sapphires. Redheads are set off by green, blue and earthy tones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNdShnpI/AAAAAAAADUg/kXCKOd2sHWI/s1600-h/article-1091938-02AFF29D000005DC-484_468x540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNdShnpI/AAAAAAAADUg/kXCKOd2sHWI/s320/article-1091938-02AFF29D000005DC-484_468x540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889987844906642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texturize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I prefer &lt;a href="http://www.classybras.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/sexy2.jpg"&gt;lace&lt;/a&gt; or satin any day. There is a range to choose from when buying lingerie, such as lace, satin, silk, cotton, polyvinyl chloride (PVC), leather, lycra, and velvet. Lace, &lt;a href="http://www.femalefirst.co.uk/catalog/images/satin-sb-bra.jpg"&gt;satin &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/01/GreenSilk_251x450.jpg"&gt;silk &lt;/a&gt;are considered “safe purchases” because they are very feminine, not too wild or over-the-top and feel beautiful on the skin. &lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/315ZC8STT5L._AA280_.jpg"&gt;Cotton&lt;/a&gt; is a tad boring, though there are some lovely pieces available in this fabric. Cotton is what women buy for themselves to wear every day, and I still don’t, so to buy it for something special is a little against the point. Don’t go near Cotton Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.yandy.com/Products/PVC-Bustier.jpg"&gt;PVC&lt;/a&gt; is daring, though it can be difficult to find it in the right size, as it’s not a very flexible material and can produce bags and sags in all the wrong places. Lycra is very tight and bulges can be a bit too obvious, so beware. &lt;a href="http://www1.sumix.com.au/%7Ecurvysea/upload_files/2008051110493740397.jpg"&gt;Velvet&lt;/a&gt; is also very nice on the skin and can be very sexy, making it also a reasonably safe choice. Lastly, when deciding on the lingerie’s fabric, always touch it before buying it; if you like it, only buy it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNEV6rHI/AAAAAAAADUY/WgRlg_KpSxs/s1600-h/article-0-02AFF294000005DC-353_468x609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQFNEV6rHI/AAAAAAAADUY/WgRlg_KpSxs/s320/article-0-02AFF294000005DC-353_468x609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889981148245106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a woman, you know how fabulous you feel on a good hair day. If you have wonderful pieces of lingerie don’t you think you will really be happier? Does the tight and ill fitting piece not get to you and your flesh? Do you not want to be comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please own a &lt;a href="http://www.chinaclothingfactory.com/products/pajama/paj-01.jpg"&gt;sheer sexy nightwear&lt;/a&gt;, even if it is a &lt;a href="http://www.thestyleinsider.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/racerback-pajama-victorias-secret.jpg"&gt;pajama suit&lt;/a&gt;, every night could be a version of a good hair day then. It definitely gives you a better night's sleep. It is tried and tested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Brands to Look Out For:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.sweetnothingslingerie.com"&gt;Sweet Nothings Lingerie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.tangafinelingerie.com"&gt;Tanga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.3wishes.com"&gt;3 Wishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.herroom.com"&gt;Her Room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.chicmystique.com"&gt;Chic Mystique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.laperla.com"&gt;La Perla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.figleaves.com"&gt;Fig Leaves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.barenecessities.com"&gt;Bare Necessities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/"&gt;Victoria's Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lasenza.com/"&gt;La Senza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/126/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&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/1070658053435048946-7854032691841526320?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7854032691841526320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7854032691841526320&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7854032691841526320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7854032691841526320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/dare-to-be-provocative.html' title='-DARE TO BE PROVOCATIVE-'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SesRBuDZWHI/AAAAAAAADLA/NTtTRHBu1nU/S220/dawn-woodward-model-with-flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SfQGFNIH3nI/AAAAAAAADWA/KxMJXAw_lUk/s72-c/V276483_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5194571227250376594</id><published>2009-04-26T05:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:09:04.203+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction-ing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>And God Pleased...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SeyVzbasuaI/AAAAAAAADMo/MgCunHZcrts/s1600-h/couple-hands-love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SeyVzbasuaI/AAAAAAAADMo/MgCunHZcrts/s320/couple-hands-love1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326797170038061474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Is everything o.k.?” Marya questioned the doctor as he approached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everything could have been just perfect if the timing was rite Mrs. Salman….” His voice trailed off as he spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You see your husband was admitted here an hour after the accident and that seems to be creating a problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor didn’t look all that happy to narrate what he was. “Too much of blood has been drained and there is no saying as to what will happen when he wakes up. He hasn’t opened his eyes since we got him here, so all you can do is pray and plead that he wakes up soon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to walk away when Sonia pulled at his hand. “Doctor! Doctor! Where is my Papa’s room, where is he?” The doctor asked Marya if it was her child and she nodded with tearful eyes, stroking her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mommy you wait here I will get Ally.”  For a four year old she was smart.  “Ok honey but make sure you are careful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Yes mommy I will!” She turned to face the doctor. “So doctor, what are the options before us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well the best one is that he needs to be given blood, but B positive, we’ve run out of stock… so!...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“My blood Group is B positive.” “But Mrs. Salman you just had your delivery a month ago, how do you ….” “Doctor I said I will give him blood, whether or not like it or medical science approves it. He needs it more than I do rite now. My body is amply making it for me, a bottle or two won’t kill me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Well that is the part; there is no saying what complications it will cause for you. I don’t care; I don’t even want to care about it. He's the father to my kids and without him we don’t have a life, so please, don’t make it difficult for me or my kids.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia came along with her Granny and the stroller. “What does the Doctor say Marya,”  “Mummy, he just says that he wont take my blood that is all.” “What do you mean he won't take your blood, does Salman need blood?”  She was a bit startled “Yes he does!...  Marya tried keeping her cool “And the hospital is out of B positive supplies. I want to but he says I just had a child so it wouldn't be safe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She turned away not ready to face what her mother-in-law would say “He is rite, you are weak rite now. And there is no way that I would want you to give yourself in for my son.” “Mummy….” Marya turned to have eye contact with her, “your son happens to be my husband, the man I love, the man I’ve loved for ever. Asking God for him hasn’t been easy. It has been a tough road and after so much of ups and downs, you expect me to give it all in so easily? No mummy! That is what I can't do; I can't abandon a soul I asked for from God, please! Tell the doctor to take my blood, please.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marya was in tears, desperately crying her heart out before her mother-in-law. Mummy stroked Marya’s head and said, “My son is lucky, very lucky, he didn’t deserve you, but … Doctor please, listen to her, get everything ready for it.” Marya smiled and hugged her mom. “Thank you, thank you.” she turned to Sonia, “Now Sonia you be a good girl and take care of Ally, see that Grandma doesn’t have to go through too much troubles taking care of him, assist her wherever and whenever she needs to be assisted ok”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia blankly looked at her mom, “But mommy where are you going, you need to be here and take care of Ally, it's his feeding time, changing time, I can't manage without you, you are his mom, not me.” “Sonia Honey, I am going to get your daddy, ok. You want him back don’t you?” Sonia was pale-faced, “Yes mommy I do. I do.” She ran into her mom’s arms and sobbed hard, “I want both of you back. Please mummy I want both of you.” “Sonia, stay with grandma and pray ok.” Marya smiled and turned to walk into the theatre, take care and she blew a flying kiss to her kids. Stopped to just have an eyeful of Ally, still an infant yet, staring at his mom with concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She was laid right next to Salman’s bed; she starred at the lifeless body that lay there, so calm and so quiet, without any pains. Tears rolled down her eyes, just to think of that she wouldn’t make it somehow. She knew she was weak, yet she knew she couldn't lose it on Salman, he could well support everything, better than her, and he was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottle collected from her was transmitted into Salman’s body, after which, he slowly started regaining; breathing through his mouth, movement, the doctor noticed the difference. After a bottle, Marya herself became weak, her B.P. was dropping fast, yet it was her instructions that the doctor had to take as much blood as was required, and not less. So the doctor was bound to listen. At the end of the second bottle, Marya was totally unconscious; iron was released in her blood stream. She tried to keep up, but fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When she woke up, she felt as though she was floating in air, she couldn't believe what the sensation was about. She turned to look around, in order to get things to register in her head and as soon as she made eye-contact with Salman, everything came back to her. “Salman” she managed to whisper and trying to get up, but in vain, she was too weak even to raise her head. “It's okay Marya, stay down, don’t get up,” he himself sat up, now too strong and alright to move. “How long has it been?”  “Ten hours.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SeyWG9l7DjI/AAAAAAAADMw/6CyktwqrDjg/s1600-h/Portrait+of+young+couple+for+web+900_599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SeyWG9l7DjI/AAAAAAAADMw/6CyktwqrDjg/s320/Portrait+of+young+couple+for+web+900_599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326797505629457970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“You mean I have been dead for 10 hours.” “I need to rush, Ally needs to be fed.” “Marya, no! I’ll tell the nurse to get him ok.” She smiled, ok. Salman rang the calling bell and the nurse rushed for assistance. “Yes sir! Could you get our son from the waiting area?” “Yes I know he is there, has been crying wild.” Marya was all of a sudden too concerned, but just managed to point to Salman that she wanted him. Salman ordered the nurse away. She hurried back and lay Ally on Marya’s side. The nurse assisted Marya in having the baby fed, and then left the three. Salman smiled and yet was sad. “Marya you are sick aren’t you?” she smiled, “No! why would I be. There is no point of getting sick.”  Her mouth was too dry, she reached for the glass, but Salman, helped her with that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He picked Ally up and started talking to him, “you know what your mommy is the best, she does so much, so much that it's hard for even you to repay my little one.” Marya could do nothing more than pass a smile, and then instantly fell into a deep slumber once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next time she was awaken by Ally’s sobbing. “Finally you wake up; it's been 15 hours now,” she felt alive, “Yes! Yes! Give him to me,” she sat up instantly, took him from Salman and fed him. “My Baby!” She smiled. Salman pecked on her forehead. His mom walked in, and stood there staring at the family, which was really a family by all means. “I wish I could just have u all for the rest of my life” she exclaimed, “you all make me so proud.” Salman and Marya looked at each other and smiled. In their hearts they knew that no matter how much they quarreled and groaned and moaned, they loved each other all the more. Salman’s mom sat beside Marya and pecked on her forehead. “I am proud of you! you make me proud day after day, when you prove to be much more of a daughter than an in-law.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/126/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&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/1070658053435048946-5194571227250376594?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5194571227250376594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5194571227250376594&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5194571227250376594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5194571227250376594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-god-pleased.html' title='And God Pleased...'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SesRBuDZWHI/AAAAAAAADLA/NTtTRHBu1nU/S220/dawn-woodward-model-with-flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SeyVzbasuaI/AAAAAAAADMo/MgCunHZcrts/s72-c/couple-hands-love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-6610357764113862254</id><published>2009-04-24T13:23:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:45:29.438+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction-ing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everafter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><title type='text'>Lost in Transit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sagar, there is some problem with this report. I dont know what, but this doesnt seem to all right. Come over and take a look."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ruhi still looks cute when she scratches her head trying to analyse something. Thought Sagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He stood up and moved across the desk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;wards her while she still was focusing on the laptop screen. He bent down close to her face, removed her spectacles &lt;em&gt;"Enough for today. You look so confused and stressed. Relax. Wanna dance?"&lt;/em&gt; He asked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dance? now?"&lt;/em&gt; she looked at him in surprise. He t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ook her hand and played their favourite song on her laptop which she had a shortcut of on her desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While you're far away and dreaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could spend my life in this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; sweet surrender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want to close my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to fa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ll asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'd miss you babe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want to miss a thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause even when I dream of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd still miss you babe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want to miss a thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He pulled her close and whispered into her ear&lt;em&gt; "Marr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;em&gt;y me".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She freed herself from his grip, and fell on the chair staring at nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What happened? Did I say something wrong?"&lt;/em&gt; he was not expecting such a reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I do not want to get into a relationship of sympathy."&lt;/em&gt; She replied curtly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come on Ruhi. This is not sympathy. I am so used to you that I can't even imagine myself without you around." &lt;/em&gt;He was comforting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I do not want to get into a relationship of convenienc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e either."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What are you saying Ruhi? You know we are in love since times immemorial."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I still love Varun."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am not asking you to forget him. I know he always wil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;l be a part of your memories. But life doesn't stop. You have to move on."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can't move away from Varun's memories."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SfFx9pAGUnI/AAAAAAAADCY/XcoHaxkKDig/s1600-h/ispi041393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SfFx9pAGUnI/AAAAAAAADCY/XcoHaxkKDig/s320/ispi041393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328165137948234354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But he is no more there and I want you to be a part of my life forever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sagar, give a second thought to what you just said. You have been talking about yourself. &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; are used to me. &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; can't imagine your life without me. &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; want me to be a part of your life. It is all about &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;. Where am I in it?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;This is the difference in Varun and You. He taught me that love is giving without expecting. He was there to hold my hand when I was all alone. That unfortunate accident snatched him away. But I still feel him around myself. I see him when I look at Sameeksha."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will take care of Sameeksha as Varun would have. You know I love her, and she too is fond of me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But you can never be Varun, you can never be her father."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ruhi... We grew up together. And we have loved each other since we understood this emotion. I know I was at fault when I went away for my degree. That is when you met Varun. But now, things are back to square one. Varun was a blow of refreshing air who passed away. And I love you. Still. I do not see what has changed."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Changed? Nothing will ever change. I could not ever return him the selfless love he adorned me with. I can't return him what he gave me in those 2 years even if I loved him my whole life. I say no to your proposal Sagar. I opt out. The way you opted out of me when you went away. Do you know why Sameeksha is so fond of you? It is biological. She is not Varun's Biological daughter." Ruhi snapped.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She could see Sagar floating into nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" xmlns=""  &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;She collected her bag and marched out of the office she and Sagar shared, closing the door behind her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/97/1C36B30ABFE8DA698A32D159736DED84.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-6610357764113862254?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/6610357764113862254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=6610357764113862254&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6610357764113862254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/6610357764113862254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost-in-transit.html' title='Lost in Transit..'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SfFx9pAGUnI/AAAAAAAADCY/XcoHaxkKDig/s72-c/ispi041393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-7131443795362711474</id><published>2009-04-21T08:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:34:18.627+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Men Oh Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sey8-xF1XpI/AAAAAAAADNY/BpDylxNfksA/s1600-h/frenchkiss.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sey8-xF1XpI/AAAAAAAADNY/BpDylxNfksA/s320/frenchkiss.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326840245788171922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Laxatives&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span&gt;They are meant to de-strain and yet lead to paralysis and irritable mood  syndrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Bananas &lt;/span&gt;... The more they are exposed to heat, the faster they stale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Weather&lt;/span&gt; ... You can predict the rains cuz you see clouds in the morning but it could be deception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Blenders&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span&gt;You can buy them to ease you but in the end you have to put more manual effort&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Chocolate Bars&lt;/span&gt; ... Yummy, tempting, filling and just enough to smack your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Commercials&lt;/span&gt; ... They make bigger claims than they can keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Department Stores &lt;/span&gt;... You'll find everything about them in place with a price tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Government Bonds&lt;/span&gt; ... They never hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Mascara &lt;/span&gt;... They look sexy and hot but after a while they smudge the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Popcorn&lt;/span&gt; ... They keep you best company on the back seat of a theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Snowstorms &lt;/span&gt;... They will come short but will take you to a whole new level of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Lava Lamps &lt;/span&gt;... They make a woman ooze but prolonged exposure could give a rotten tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Parking Spots&lt;/span&gt; ... You have to keep an eye out for the best ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Ziploc Bags&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span&gt;They are good with secrets but only in vaccum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Shoes&lt;/span&gt; ... The perfect size is always out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Men are like Rubber bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; ... They will  stretch far out to pose an attitude but an undesired response of a woman could  spring them back on all fours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Tires&lt;/span&gt; ... They are reliable and will last a very long ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Subways&lt;/span&gt; ... You have to pick the ingredients to make them taste better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Men are like  Computers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; ... The upgrade is always slacky, be sure to keep a  backup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Lawn Mowers &lt;/span&gt;... If you can run them, well and good or else they'll graze you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Stars &lt;/span&gt;... Keep shooting at them and they will not shed a spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Maps &lt;/span&gt;... The road to their heart is via the stomach but where is the heart and the stomach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men are like Bras&lt;/span&gt; ... The naughty ones are too see through and the naive ones are such a turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SeyVzbasuaI/AAAAAAAADMo/MgCunHZcrts/s1600-h/couple-hands-love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/126/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&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/1070658053435048946-7131443795362711474?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/7131443795362711474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=7131443795362711474&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7131443795362711474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/7131443795362711474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/men-oh-men.html' title='Men Oh Men'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SesRBuDZWHI/AAAAAAAADLA/NTtTRHBu1nU/S220/dawn-woodward-model-with-flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sey8-xF1XpI/AAAAAAAADNY/BpDylxNfksA/s72-c/frenchkiss.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1605377591146631617</id><published>2009-04-17T12:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:00:02.043+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction-ing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>Beyond the world after...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sun is slowly disappearing into the horizon for the night as the solemn looking boy warily budged his car into first gear. Carefully he turned the headlights on and secured his seatbelt as he turned his car onto the road and dissolved into the sundown traffic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one discerns the tear slowly trickling down his cheek. All seems bizarrely tranquil to him, as if the world went to a pause, or maybe a full stop. It appeared unreal, it appeared dreamlike. His world was never a dream. But now he hoped that it all was. What was then, he prayed for it to end like a bad dream. Tears kept on rolling. He knew she was watching. He knew she was looking but he chose not to look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He silently thought. He was expected to be over everything which happened. That is what he told himself. &lt;em&gt;I am not&lt;/em&gt;. He spoke to himself. There weren’t any irate words or banging doors. It was nothing like it happened in the movies. It would have been so much better if it was like that. Being angry would make it easier to put it behind him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easier, but not better&lt;/em&gt;. There wasn’t a single reason for him to be angry. There was no reason. I don’t want to be angry. Not at her, not at all. He was wounded inside out. It just got worse everyday. There was no means to cure the wound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He notices the red light. The car slows to a stop. He connected the dots. He tried to. &lt;em&gt;This is how my life is exactly&lt;/em&gt;. Slowly it is heading for an end. All his dreams were wrapped up in her and without her he knew no dream. It wasn’t a sudden wound. Neither walked out on each other too sudden to absorb. They had talked and they had pondered. They had concluded that it was in the best of their interest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146434403995473778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/R2vO0s3_13I/AAAAAAAAADU/K8li6u9_kH8/s320/__Forever___by_Midii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does it feel so wrong now?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The tears appear selfish. He knows he misses her and she was that terrific part of his life. There she sits beside him, silently watching how much she misses him. She touches his hand. He moves it quickly. &lt;em&gt;Did I feel that or are you here? &lt;/em&gt;He knew that touch. It was hers, he knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah&lt;/em&gt;!! he sighs and looks outside his window. &lt;em&gt;Home is near, but it doesn't feel home anymore.&lt;/em&gt; Not without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey, I will be watching you!&lt;/em&gt; She touched his hand again. This time he did not move. He knew it was her. &lt;em&gt;Sarah, I love you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She smiled and pecked him on his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The porch light was switched on. He didn’t want to go inside. It was lonely. It was sad. It isn't home without you Sarah. He knew she was there with him. Come inside Sarah, keep the reason for home alive. He stepped out of the car and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was windy. The winds were strong. Sam felt a push. A hard push towards the house. &lt;em&gt;Are you pulling me Sarah? are you with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah silently walked him to the door. She waited until he stepped inside and soared away into the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes we think we have lost someone, when that someone is truly closer to us than we know it. I believe that love keeps us with those whom we love the most. I believe in the after life. I believe that Sam and Sarah will meet again, and this time it will be forever. Sarah died of cancer, it was not sudden, and they knew she was going to die. They faced it together. They faced it with love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I look forward to my eternal life. I look forward to the feeling of pleasure and no pain, no loss. I foresee a happily ever after, not here but there, in the skies up above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True love has its course, if it is true it is meant to be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/126/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&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/1070658053435048946-1605377591146631617?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1605377591146631617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1605377591146631617&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1605377591146631617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1605377591146631617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/beyond-world-after.html' title='Beyond the world after...'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SeIdQ6a2wYI/AAAAAAAADBA/s-WU_qTY0lU/S220/frame5979413.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/R2vO0s3_13I/AAAAAAAAADU/K8li6u9_kH8/s72-c/__Forever___by_Midii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5054475042771790040</id><published>2009-04-11T18:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:50:57.053+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WELCOME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>First Award!!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://symphonic-discord.blogspot.com/"&gt;Symphonic Discord&lt;/a&gt;, The Femme Fatale has bagged her first Award. The Kreative Blogger Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SeCWlB7vM9I/AAAAAAAAC8A/5l14o2-xq7I/s1600-h/kb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SeCWlB7vM9I/AAAAAAAAC8A/5l14o2-xq7I/s320/kb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323420322470245330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we need to formally welcome our newest and sweetest Partner in Crime- &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08119618514833002141"&gt;Seher a.k.a Americanising Desi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we launch the Badge of the Blog formally. Credits ofcourse to Seher. All the partners in crime shall flaunt the same on their own blogs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SeCY2fWa74I/AAAAAAAAC8I/Mz5CLajPR90/s1600-h/mail.google.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SeCY2fWa74I/AAAAAAAAC8I/Mz5CLajPR90/s320/mail.google.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323422821447823234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5054475042771790040?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5054475042771790040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5054475042771790040&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5054475042771790040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5054475042771790040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-award.html' title='First Award!!'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SeCWlB7vM9I/AAAAAAAAC8A/5l14o2-xq7I/s72-c/kb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-2992898037311686396</id><published>2009-04-08T19:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:10:50.551+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>ooohhhh my feet are killing me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYVFla-slhI/AAAAAAAACDQ/zVMn9WKLaeY/s1600-h/n585038472_230494_4596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297717045871023634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 255px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYVFla-slhI/AAAAAAAACDQ/zVMn9WKLaeY/s320/n585038472_230494_4596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Ultimate Favorite Topic ** all giggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_1j1lX7I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/zHscldYToEk/s1600-h/2632652090_fddb8972d0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296584826150018994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_1j1lX7I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/zHscldYToEk/s320/2632652090_fddb8972d0_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Not diamond but heels are a girl's best friend." William Rossi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_1ATXWMI/AAAAAAAAB6I/ZnOhV1j5sxk/s1600-h/2438088279_0d2c92ff98_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296584816611252418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_1ATXWMI/AAAAAAAAB6I/ZnOhV1j5sxk/s320/2438088279_0d2c92ff98_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; weN sHe wHinEzzzzz "oH mY feEt aRe kiLLiNg mE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sHe meAnz "dAmn YoU! lUk aT mY sExY fEet :P" hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_y7HnYYI/AAAAAAAAB6A/ZTlK4g3eprc/s1600-h/223806532_af9845ec49_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296584780860055938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 191px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_y7HnYYI/AAAAAAAAB6A/ZTlK4g3eprc/s320/223806532_af9845ec49_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NoThiNg hAs bEen inVenTed yEt thAt wilL dO a beTter joB thaN hiGh heEls at maKing a gOod paiR of lEgs luK grEat, or gReat 1z looK faBuloUs...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_y5qJvaI/AAAAAAAAB54/O5FuOW0fYM8/s1600-h/223802685_1cfabf258f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296584780468043170" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_y5qJvaI/AAAAAAAAB54/O5FuOW0fYM8/s320/223802685_1cfabf258f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I dOn't knOw wHo inVenTed hiGh hEels, bUt all wOmen oWe hiM aLot... &amp;amp; oBviouSly GuYz tOo! DoN't yOu?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_ymrKX5I/AAAAAAAAB5w/8qvenXGP_Ls/s1600-h/109325323_18734a2ae5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296584775372005266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYE_ymrKX5I/AAAAAAAAB5w/8qvenXGP_Ls/s320/109325323_18734a2ae5_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "FeTisHes R coMmoN &amp;amp; a fOot feTish iZ thE moSt coMmoN, wiDout a dOubt." sO waTchYa ThiNk? iZ iT juSt thE feEt oR thE ShoE.... ummm or maYbe bOth!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/126/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-2992898037311686396?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/2992898037311686396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=2992898037311686396&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2992898037311686396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/2992898037311686396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/ooohhhh-my-feet-are-killing-me.html' title='ooohhhh my feet are killing me'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdxU-jxJs5I/AAAAAAAAC6E/rE1_-XdZfSU/S220/nsk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SYVFla-slhI/AAAAAAAACDQ/zVMn9WKLaeY/s72-c/n585038472_230494_4596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-162618998236582523</id><published>2009-04-08T10:44:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:52:40.169+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIA'/><title type='text'>Dreams Unlimited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/Sdw0T_kNfAI/AAAAAAAABFM/35P2k39BNF4/s1600-h/Dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/Sdw0T_kNfAI/AAAAAAAABFM/35P2k39BNF4/s400/Dreams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322186377730554882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone likes to dream.....but what is that one dream that u see of most frequently? Do u have a recurring dream that u keep seeing from time to time!? If yes then what is it?? Have u ever tried to interpret what does that dream signifies? Do u believe that dreams have some significance or do u think that it is all just a figment of your imagination??  I believe in dreams, although i don't have a recurring dream as such, i do believe that dreams have significance in life. What was the most interesting/dreadful dream that u have ever seen?? Come on people, tell me your dreams!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-162618998236582523?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/162618998236582523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=162618998236582523&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/162618998236582523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/162618998236582523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreams-unlimited.html' title='Dreams Unlimited'/><author><name>Rià</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q19udQXg-aU/Tp8pyKCt8JI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/2eT9qqqZPnQ/s220/Girl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fRuDQ8Dg98Q/Sdw0T_kNfAI/AAAAAAAABFM/35P2k39BNF4/s72-c/Dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-5049371476188757315</id><published>2009-04-06T22:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:58:59.505+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction-ing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL ABOUT GALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RICHA'/><title type='text'>Encounter with life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ah, a break!! Riya thought, none to company with, &lt;em&gt;'let me treat myself a shopping spree and a coffee, I'll have a cafe-shopping day'&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;It was Diwali, and after constant working of hours she had lost count of, she had a free time of her office when all her colleagues and employees had vacated the office to proceed for a Diwali furlough. She looked at her office, the result of her profound toil and effort of 10 years that took to establish her own export house. No regrets she thought, Gratified enough.&lt;br /&gt;Spirited, as she entered an air conditioned shopping mall, her eyes struck on a man- tall, lean and handsome- busy with his shopping at the far corner. She could not believe what she was seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Stopping herself from running, shrieking, she called out reaching that man and engaging him in a bear hug &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OhmyGod, Ani.. Is it you? Where have you been all these years?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Awestruck, he spared himself from the embrace to have a look who was this girl. Recognizing the strange look in his eyes, she said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Its me, Riya. Didn't you recognize me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Riya? Riya Arora? You look so.. different."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he mumbled with a managed smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"I always have"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Riya found herself chuckling back at him when she noticed a tall, pretty and happening and all girl standing by his side with a stern look in her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;And Ani too realized the air getting thicker and addressed that unidentified girl &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Ishita, she is Riya, a... a long lost friend... and Riya meet Ishita, my wife."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh hi!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Riya said in a tone so friendly, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Ani and I have been &lt;strong&gt;long lost&lt;/strong&gt; friends"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"And I thought only I called you Ani"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; added Ishita in an arrogant diction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Aniket, I meant, so what has been up with your life? Got so much to catch up.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;was all Riya could manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Yeah, I have been fine enough, into my own venture and married for 2 years now, see... She makes a lovely wife"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Aniket pointed out Ishita when she left them chatting for trying another outfit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Yeah, I can make that out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Riya replied, she had sensed an air of uneasiness in Ani's voice. She always did, she thought gloomily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"How have you been? What are you up to these days?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ani shot at Riya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Just usual stuff, busy with work and all, I have finally set up my dream-export-house if you remember"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Riya told him with a swell of pride in her eyes and a hint of sarcasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Oh that's great, really nice. How about personal stuff??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He shot back with growing stiffness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Yeah, Mom dad are doing just fine, and Kunal- my brother, he is settled in USA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she replied coolly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Hun, we are getting late, remember we gotta go to the Verma's party?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ishita's voice rang from far behind in Riya's ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"Just coming sweetie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ani responded back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;It was really nice seeing you Ani...Ket, your wife is waiting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Riya said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Same here. Bbye, See you around"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and he left, he turned and waived a hand at Riya with a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Riya too returned a faint smile, she stood there, watching him leave, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'see&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;me around when he didn't even bother to exchange contact numbers'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;The flashes of past came rushing to her mind as if a movie was being played in fast forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Aniket, Ani and she had been friends since times immemorial. They had grown up together, tearing each others hair, teasing hell out of each other, soothing each other, consoling each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;More than a friendship was blooming within, they realized, when they were knocking towards their youth. Their first brushes against each other, their first kiss, the night when she lay in his arms as her lover- possessing him and being possessed. She stood there, seeing past, scene by scene being played in the memory lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;She was over w&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SRIzGtKxmBI/AAAAAAAACBA/4CBc7ESMrvg/s1600-h/Dont_Leave.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265327104646551570" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SRIzGtKxmBI/AAAAAAAACBA/4CBc7ESMrvg/s320/Dont_Leave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ith her academics and could not decide what to do next, when one fine day, Ani broke the news that he was going abroad, for further studies. She never asked the silly question '&lt;em&gt;and what about us?'&lt;/em&gt;, she just understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;But they were part time lovers and full time friends. They would talk everyday, they would talk about the hell stuff , about home- how he missed it, about lot more things. But with time lingering, the busy-ness crept in, and gradually, the everyday turned into often, often into rare ending up they lost contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;She waited with a hope of him returning back to her, jumped into work, jerked everything other off her life and gave everything to her dream- her own export house. And how successful she was. And how empty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Not that she did not have the opportunities, she was pretty, vibrant, successful and talk of the town. Who did not want to win her? Her colleagues, associates, clients asked her out. But she ignored. All of them. For a ray of hope, that had survived kindling inside her for these looong 10 years.. That same hope which died today in the &lt;strong&gt;encounter with life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;May God bestow his best of blessings on you Ani and Ishita, she wished as she turned away, startling at the call of her name from a distant place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey Riya"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;She turned around to find out a business associate who had become a friend as well over the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey Abhay"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she said with a wry smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What, of all the places are you doing here? and aloof?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abhay demanded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Making up my mind for a re-incarnation at 35. What say?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she joked back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You already look stunning dear lady, you do not need a make-over I believe."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abhay bantered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aww you mean guy, you know how I despise flattery."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Riya continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you mind even a coffee Damsel!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abhay said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The treat has to be mine, I am the one who is going for re-incarnation"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your wish is my command ma'am"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he bragged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Riya held onto Abhay's outstretched hand and marched towards a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;With a new hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/97/1C36B30ABFE8DA698A32D159736DED84.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-5049371476188757315?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/5049371476188757315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=5049371476188757315&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5049371476188757315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/5049371476188757315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/encounter-with-life.html' title='Encounter with life..'/><author><name>Richa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14382252401380787038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDSCpa8vOjs/Tdai_jyky7I/AAAAAAAAGJM/JkgIep_F1Rw/s220/photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PS_EqP0FgQo/SRIzGtKxmBI/AAAAAAAACBA/4CBc7ESMrvg/s72-c/Dont_Leave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1988677947625300366</id><published>2009-04-05T01:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:38:52.648+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><title type='text'>All for Love! Love for All!</title><content type='html'>I received it in the mail, and I just couldn't help but cry.&lt;br /&gt;I cried so much that even now my eyes bleed.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't the pour of sadness, but the fact that beauty and humanity have come along hand in hand all along and all we can see is the negative, the little, pointless ailing.&lt;br /&gt;Yes there is a cure. There is beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Here and Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhX3ad0mjI/AAAAAAAAC5A/GlFaqL4N77c/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhX3ad0mjI/AAAAAAAAC5A/GlFaqL4N77c/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099569247066674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The girl in the picture is Katie Kirkpatrick, she is 21. Next to her, her fiancé, Nick, 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The picture was taken shortly before their wedding ceremony, held on January 11, 2005 in the US .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Katie had terminal cancer and spent hours a day receiving medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the picture, Nick is waiting for her on one of the many sessions of chemo to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtyC8-eI/AAAAAAAAC44/UmaSFDoSA4w/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtyC8-eI/AAAAAAAAC44/UmaSFDoSA4w/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099403778128354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In spite of all the pain, organ failures, and morphine shots, Katie is going along with her wedding and took care of every detail. The dress had to be adjusted a few times due to her constant weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtmzIpII/AAAAAAAAC4w/zdcyULvHpC4/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtmzIpII/AAAAAAAAC4w/zdcyULvHpC4/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099400758994050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An unusual accessory at the party was the oxygen tube that Katie used throughout the ceremony and reception as well.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other couple in the picture are Nick's parents.. Excited to see their son marrying his high school sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtvVZudI/AAAAAAAAC4o/O_n6LU095Z4/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtvVZudI/AAAAAAAAC4o/O_n6LU095Z4/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099403050203602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie, in her wheelchair with the oxygen tube , listening to a song from her husband and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtqi9uXI/AAAAAAAAC4g/jHgtmMAAhtc/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtqi9uXI/AAAAAAAAC4g/jHgtmMAAhtc/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099401764911474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the reception, Katie had to take a few rests.The pain not let her stand up for long periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtaPCP8I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/SK1_RiXbkt0/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhXtaPCP8I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/SK1_RiXbkt0/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321099397386354626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Katie died five days after her wedding day. Watching a women so ill and weak getting married and with a smile on her face makes us think..... Happiness is reachable, no matter how long it last. We should stop making our lives complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgive quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laugh constantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And never stop smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter how strange life is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is not always the party we expected to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but as long as we are here, we should smile and be grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sde6sYgNKVI/AAAAAAAAC34/B-zTd1HLKRw/s1600-h/po.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sde6sYgNKVI/AAAAAAAAC34/B-zTd1HLKRw/s320/po.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320926756416072018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-1988677947625300366?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/1988677947625300366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=1988677947625300366&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1988677947625300366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/1988677947625300366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-for-love-love-for-all.html' title='All for Love! Love for All!'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sc5nRiw_laI/AAAAAAAACyA/euFav3-vrV4/S220/hellgoldrh2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdhX3ad0mjI/AAAAAAAAC5A/GlFaqL4N77c/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-814925393748384494</id><published>2009-04-03T11:35:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:22:03.414+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction-ing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americanising desi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everafter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RELATIONSHIPS'/><title type='text'>always an ever after...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdWru4UD4TI/AAAAAAAAC24/ifiTWDIpzdc/s1600-h/hea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdWru4UD4TI/AAAAAAAAC24/ifiTWDIpzdc/s320/hea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320347356686967090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walking through the aisle, looking astoundingly gorgeous, the people all round cannot help but stare, forcing her to keep away from any eye contact. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Is it me or is it something in the air that is not right?”&lt;/span&gt; she murmured to her friend, who came to join her in the stroll. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Actually sweetheart! It isn’t anything, other than the fact that you are looking amazing, very different from what everyone has seen you like, so you can imagine the attacks that you’ve made in a span of a few seconds?”&lt;/span&gt; Zoë giggled as she pressed onto her best friend’s arm, leading her through to where she rightfully belonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adorned in a mauve sharara, she had herself designed, with beaded structures all over it, oozing every male specie as she moved along. There he stood, on the end of the long aisle, adorned in a couture black tuxedo, looking his best and trying to be the best that he could, nervous but all nerves under control.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “Hey Saad your bride’s a boom"&lt;/span&gt;. A friend managed to spurt as he shook hands with him. He just managed a smile as never did appreciate other men talking such of his loved one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I wish I could say the same”&lt;/span&gt; he added in sarcastically with his brows indicating that he wasn’t happy with the remarks. He let his eyes get fixed once again on what seemed advancing towards him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Zoë are you sure, I am not looking stupid? I mean the dress, I never have designed a wedding outfit and this is my first time, so…”&lt;/span&gt;  Zoë held her hand in a tight grasp, and assured with just the look in her eye that everything was right, everything was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally she made it to the dais, and stood there, with her eyes locked in his gaze. He let his out for her to give herself in and climb the level. She did as directed, unsure of what she was supposed to do otherwise. “Well my Princess! You made it before midnight? How come?” he teased as usual. She just threw a look at him, with her brow raised at the question that always seemed to be nerve testing. “Know what”, he interrupted, “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll make this day, THE DAY for you, I swear… … … there is a lot in store, a lot!!!”&lt;/span&gt; he curved his lips slyly and slid his hands on her waist, drawing her in closer to himself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Know what sweetheart?”&lt;/span&gt; she managed a sentence…&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “I would love to do everything crazy now, but the frame I am in right now, permits me nothing…” &lt;/span&gt;she smirked. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Jaan you need not do anything, just sit straight and relax, let me be the one to make the moves…”&lt;/span&gt; Zoë came in out of nowhere, while they were still in conversation and slid beside Sara, making sure that everything fell perfectly in place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Sara! I wish I could be in your place”&lt;/span&gt;, she added, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“well ya obviously! Saad spoke in, who doesn't want to marry me? I mean Saali bhi aadhi nahin poori ghar wali banna chahti hai! So what else is new?”&lt;/span&gt; … &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“J.J. let me clarify. What I meant was, I would want a wedding here, in this ball room, and by no means with a dumbo like yourself". &lt;/span&gt;Sara joined in the laugh, but managed to keep it soft and unheard. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Why are you always pulling my leg Zoë, yaar itna bhi kangaal nahin hoon, I can afford the both of you!”&lt;/span&gt; Sara gave him a sensual look, and he just managed to fall back to his seat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Saad yaar!”&lt;/span&gt; Baqar joined in, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“stop being a joru ka ghulam today and move around bhaee! People are anxiously waiting to question you and talk to you, let’s go,”&lt;/span&gt; he pulled at his hand, and led him through the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Sara! How in the world do you intend to survive that?”&lt;/span&gt; Zoë was always concerned, never had imagined Saad to be for Sara! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“to tell you the truth jaan, I had begged God for this, I don’t know why, I don’t know how, and all I right now want is that we love each other for eternity, irrespective of all social and family norms. I know the tantrums that will eventually befall, but I am not scared a .1% even, cuz I believe that I can overtake anything if I have him (she looked at Saad through the crowd) in my life…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“oops I did it again!”&lt;/span&gt;… she tried to pat the tears dry, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“you need not cry now, there is still time left,”&lt;/span&gt; Sara threw her a serene look,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “can I have a hug… a bear hug”&lt;/span&gt;, “are you sure, your sharara is not gonna get ruined?’ Zoë teased. Sara threw her arms around her, trying to overcome the scrunched feelings arousing inside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saad severed through the concourse and made his way back, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I am tired! When is all this gonna get over?”&lt;/span&gt; … &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“J.J. this is your wedding, enjoy it, wont comeback again, INSHALLAH!”&lt;/span&gt; Saad threw Zoë the dirtiest of his looks, and mutely directed her to buzz off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I guess I better be off! There is much to do, much to attend to, so have fun you two,”&lt;/span&gt; she stood up and soon disappeared into the gathering. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Are you happy Sara?”&lt;/span&gt; Saad habitually asked dumb questions, but this she thought was way dumb, she looked at him, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“If I were unhappy, I would have never made it here, I would have run off with… … …”&lt;/span&gt; she stopped abruptly…&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “With?”&lt;/span&gt; … &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“With who?”&lt;/span&gt; Saad stared at her, searching for unheard things… &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Well choro! ab to yahan phass gayi hoon!”&lt;/span&gt; she smirked, and turned her face. He stood up and came to sit in front of her, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“you need to answer things! ARE YOU HAPPY?”&lt;/span&gt; … &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“uhhhhh! Yes! Meri jaan YES! I couldn’t have been happier than I am right now. You tell me! If you see your dreams talking shape, wouldn’t you be happy?” &lt;/span&gt;she cupped his face in her hands. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Sara I love you, please don’t ever leave me o.k.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Saad! I wouldn’t o.k. now sit beside me, you are the hubby not me&lt;/span&gt;…" she kissed him on his forehead and he joined in right next to her, waiting anxiously to have the chit chats he had planned the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdWmrvdZRgI/AAAAAAAAC2w/bhzk-HYo-fI/s1600-h/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdWmrvdZRgI/AAAAAAAAC2w/bhzk-HYo-fI/s320/BA58F0B8941416980FFE4BCCC428B650.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320341805212452354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my first post after being invited into the family ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am all smiles now. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070658053435048946-814925393748384494?l=girls-hideout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/feeds/814925393748384494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1070658053435048946&amp;postID=814925393748384494&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/814925393748384494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070658053435048946/posts/default/814925393748384494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girls-hideout.blogspot.com/2009/04/always-ever-after.html' title='always an ever after...'/><author><name>americanising desi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/Sc5nRiw_laI/AAAAAAAACyA/euFav3-vrV4/S220/hellgoldrh2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKNXd7iW25M/SdWru4UD4TI/AAAAAAAAC24/ifiTWDIpzdc/s72-c/hea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070658053435048946.post-1559612947027840870</id><published>2009-03-31T01:10:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:37:40.105+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PHOENIX/RAKA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY AND HEALTH'/><title type='text'>Breast Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SdEiUzdvxfI/AAAAAAAABr0/rb2PNQi1pPo/s1600-h/feature_taking_care_tcm8-331789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMT-U0pjHn0/SdEiUzdvxfI/AAAAAAAABr0/rb2PNQi1pPo/s400/feature_taking_care_tcm8-331789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319070375708968434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very recently, my aunt was detected with breast cancer. initially she didn't notice the lump that had formed, but once she noticed it she had to consult a gyneac who asked for an autopsy done. she has been operated too and is now well. the reason why i mentioned this incident is because. this happens to every other women. women are prone to breast cancer, which is a curable disease, almost. the worse part is, we women don't take care of ourselves or we neglect our bodies. thus, it is important for every lady, or that matter men too, to know about this ailment which is very much curable. before going in detail about breast cancer it is important we know what exactly is breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The term “breast cancer” refers to a malignant tumor that has developed from cells in the breast.&lt;/strong&gt; Usually breast cancer either begins in the cells of the lobules, which are the milk-producing glands, or the ducts, t
