<?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-38353531</id><updated>2012-01-28T16:37:39.239+02:00</updated><title type='text'>~~THE SOARING SOUL~~</title><subtitle type='html'>The Collage of Little Me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5669624119256381320</id><published>2008-11-16T20:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:58:52.913+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SSBtGSDAOII/AAAAAAAAAso/UQhVuspWv6Y/s1600-h/sweet_sunrise_by_werol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SSBtGSDAOII/AAAAAAAAAso/UQhVuspWv6Y/s400/sweet_sunrise_by_werol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269331518714558594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUNRISE NEVER FAILS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon the sadness of the sea&lt;br /&gt;The sunset broods regretfully;&lt;br /&gt;From the far spaces, slow&lt;br /&gt;Withdraws the wistful afterglow.&lt;br /&gt;So out of life the splendor dies,&lt;br /&gt;So darken all the happy skies,&lt;br /&gt;So gathers twilight cold and stern;&lt;br /&gt;But overhead the planets burn.&lt;br /&gt;And up the east another day&lt;br /&gt;Shall chase the bitter dark away,&lt;br /&gt;What though our eyes with tears be wet?&lt;br /&gt;The sunrise never failed us yet.&lt;br /&gt;The blush of dawn may yet restore&lt;br /&gt;Our light and hope and joys once more.&lt;br /&gt;Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget&lt;br /&gt;That sunrise never failed us yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; —Celia Thaxter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-5669624119256381320?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5669624119256381320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5669624119256381320&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5669624119256381320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5669624119256381320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunrise-never-fails-upon-sadness-of-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SSBtGSDAOII/AAAAAAAAAso/UQhVuspWv6Y/s72-c/sweet_sunrise_by_werol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2332477553767310949</id><published>2008-10-21T14:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:43:09.115+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Maadi Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SP3ONzwarWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BroBUom-cbA/s1600-h/maaditreesmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SP3ONzwarWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BroBUom-cbA/s400/maaditreesmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259586676465511778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even though it's Fall time, Maadi's trees are still beautifully flowered (taken Oct, 19)&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/38353531-2332477553767310949?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2332477553767310949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2332477553767310949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2332477553767310949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2332477553767310949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/10/beautiful-maadi-trees.html' title='Beautiful Maadi Trees'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SP3ONzwarWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BroBUom-cbA/s72-c/maaditreesmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2765100518302132550</id><published>2008-09-17T07:46:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:48:16.775+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am = I was + I try something different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/38353531-2765100518302132550?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2765100518302132550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2765100518302132550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2765100518302132550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2765100518302132550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-i-was-i-try-something-different.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2135047110292736194</id><published>2008-08-10T23:56:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:00:01.142+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT'S WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do bad writers&lt;br /&gt;   win the fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do good writers&lt;br /&gt;   die in need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the writers&lt;br /&gt;   who can't write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are read by the readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can't read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Grooks-&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/38353531-2135047110292736194?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2135047110292736194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2135047110292736194&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2135047110292736194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2135047110292736194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/08/thats-why-why-do-bad-writers-win-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5302948071137426316</id><published>2008-04-10T10:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:28.468+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SHADOWS OF EGYPT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R_3RPjwOGHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/kLteqfNVp3E/s1600-h/2400495577_f9d2696d57_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R_3RPjwOGHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/kLteqfNVp3E/s400/2400495577_f9d2696d57_o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187532411026413682" 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/38353531-5302948071137426316?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5302948071137426316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5302948071137426316&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5302948071137426316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5302948071137426316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/04/shadows-of-egypt.html' title='SHADOWS OF EGYPT'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R_3RPjwOGHI/AAAAAAAAAiA/kLteqfNVp3E/s72-c/2400495577_f9d2696d57_o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5323147246071389284</id><published>2008-02-28T10:26:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:28.800+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon EOS Rebel XSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The New Canon EOS Rebel XSI ...&lt;span class="overview_title"&gt;Infinite Possibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="overview_text"&gt;: Powerful&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; DIGIC III &lt;/span&gt;Image Processor, plus a new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.2-megapixel &lt;/span&gt;CMOS Sensor and is available in a kit with the new EF-S 18-55mm f/3.5-5.6 IS lens with Optical Image Stabilizer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="overview_title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check it out &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usa.canon.com/consumer/controller?act=ModelInfoAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=139&amp;amp;modelid=16303"&gt;&lt;canon.com&gt;&lt;/canon.com&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usa.canon.com/consumer/controller?act=ModelInfoAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=139&amp;amp;modelid=16303"&gt;&lt;canon.com&gt;&lt;/canon.com&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at: &lt;a href="http://www.usa.canon.com/consumer/controller?act=ModelInfoAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=139&amp;amp;modelid=16303"&gt;Canon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R8ZwYMNsFGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cV3xKcaSsJs/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R8ZwYMNsFGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cV3xKcaSsJs/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171944782979404898" 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/38353531-5323147246071389284?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5323147246071389284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5323147246071389284&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5323147246071389284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5323147246071389284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-in-love-with.html' title='Canon EOS Rebel XSI'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R8ZwYMNsFGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cV3xKcaSsJs/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1051600393020688716</id><published>2008-01-21T13:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:07:10.474+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WIRELESS MEMORIES ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ch1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div class="cap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(The card can automatically upload photos to the web)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;!-- S IIMA --&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;table style="width: 203px; height: 152px;" align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;    &lt;div&gt;     &lt;img src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/44342000/jpg/_44342644_eye_fi_203.jpg" alt="Eye-fi card" border="0" height="152" hspace="0" vspace="0" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         &lt;!-- E IIMA --&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  To share photos quickly and easily a wireless camera is a must. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But for those people who do not want to invest in a new device help is at hand.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A company called Eye-Fi have developed a series of memory cards with built in wi-fi that automatically convert your camera into a wireless device. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The 2GB cards automatically connect to a wi-fi network and can dump photos to a folder on a PC or upload them to social networks or photo-sharing sites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The firm has done deals with the likes of Flickr, Photobucket and Facebook.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The associated software takes care of log-ins and passwords and can even automatically resize pictures if the site requires it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To send them to a computer the PC must be turned on and running the companies photo managing software. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Currently they are only available in the US but should be on sale in Europe later this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From : "&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/7173582.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/7173582.stm&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/38353531-1051600393020688716?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1051600393020688716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1051600393020688716&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1051600393020688716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1051600393020688716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/01/wireless-memories.html' title='WIRELESS MEMORIES ::'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1592771150754195971</id><published>2008-01-20T08:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:28.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Disc!!!</title><content type='html'>The remote disk is a revolution in the wireless technology, it's cheaply integrated into the new Apple Macbook Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yet not sure if it's a reliable feature to use, specially for installing software and if you have a huge CDs/DVDs library _just like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over all i see that it's such a new fabulous  feature  that will lead to an entirely full wireless world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R5LtoPJcsWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/nqVHipbAOYo/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R5LtoPJcsWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/nqVHipbAOYo/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157445798809350498" 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/38353531-1592771150754195971?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1592771150754195971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1592771150754195971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1592771150754195971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1592771150754195971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/01/remote-disk.html' title='Remote Disc!!!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R5LtoPJcsWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/nqVHipbAOYo/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1345581023133694297</id><published>2008-01-11T23:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:29.094+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Office 2008 for MAC ... i was waiting for it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R4fkjfJcsVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/FOG1kSTxR40/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R4fkjfJcsVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/FOG1kSTxR40/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154339596856504658" 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/38353531-1345581023133694297?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1345581023133694297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1345581023133694297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1345581023133694297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1345581023133694297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2008/01/office-2008-for-mac-i-was-waiting-for.html' title='Office 2008 for MAC ... i was waiting for it!!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R4fkjfJcsVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/FOG1kSTxR40/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3090261293477881094</id><published>2007-12-12T13:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:29.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Done with Photoshop</title><content type='html'>These d&lt;span class="bodyBlack"&gt;igital paintings of a Chicago scenes unveiled at Photoshop World in Miami on March 22, 2006. I do believe that this is the Biggest Photoshop Project EVER...the details are so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bertmonroy.com/fineart/text/fineart_damen.htm"&gt;Check this Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1_OGnZL_WI/AAAAAAAAAgE/r9zqg06pyWM/s1600-h/Damen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1_OGnZL_WI/AAAAAAAAAgE/r9zqg06pyWM/s400/Damen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055912529558882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1_OG3ZL_XI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pfPKRHG0cYs/s1600-h/Damen1.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click on the Images to Enlarge them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1_OG3ZL_XI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pfPKRHG0cYs/s1600-h/Damen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1_OG3ZL_XI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pfPKRHG0cYs/s400/Damen1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055916824526194" 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/38353531-3090261293477881094?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3090261293477881094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3090261293477881094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3090261293477881094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3090261293477881094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/12/done-by-photoshop.html' title='Done with Photoshop'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1_OGnZL_WI/AAAAAAAAAgE/r9zqg06pyWM/s72-c/Damen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-704960960149421160</id><published>2007-12-05T11:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:29.931+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The COOLEST Bird on the planet .... :)</title><content type='html'>At first i didn't believe that this smiley face could be a real BIRD... but yeah believe it or not..IT IS, and it's called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bird of Paradise&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1aZhBNQ2II/AAAAAAAAAfk/0KeCNN1SRho/s1600-h/planetEarth297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1aZhBNQ2II/AAAAAAAAAfk/0KeCNN1SRho/s400/planetEarth297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140464817228798082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1aZhRNQ2JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/t-zzaExy34E/s1600-h/movie_birdofparadise_hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1aZhRNQ2JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/t-zzaExy34E/s400/movie_birdofparadise_hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140464821523765394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't believe ... check these links out (from the Documentary PLANET EARTH):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=lyxFCvDRELc"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=lyxFCvDRELc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nature.org/earth/"&gt;http://www.nature.org/earth/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-704960960149421160?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/704960960149421160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=704960960149421160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/704960960149421160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/704960960149421160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/12/coolest-bird-on-planet.html' title='The COOLEST Bird on the planet .... :)'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R1aZhBNQ2II/AAAAAAAAAfk/0KeCNN1SRho/s72-c/planetEarth297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2619881905986647294</id><published>2007-11-29T11:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:30.058+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dock Bar</title><content type='html'>I've upgraded my system to &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macosx/"&gt;Leopard&lt;/a&gt; a week ago and i'm really amazed by the new features that have been added to this system, however, i'm still not used to the new shortcuts that i can use with this system, specially with the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macosx/features/spaces.html"&gt;Spaces feature&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i just thought of sharing my stunning new DockBar! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R06Jb7BXSGI/AAAAAAAAAfc/boq9C3GxYPs/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R06Jb7BXSGI/AAAAAAAAAfc/boq9C3GxYPs/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138195337669199970" 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/38353531-2619881905986647294?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2619881905986647294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2619881905986647294&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2619881905986647294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2619881905986647294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-dock-bar.html' title='My Dock Bar'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R06Jb7BXSGI/AAAAAAAAAfc/boq9C3GxYPs/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2511965403911372683</id><published>2007-11-26T09:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:18:32.172+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a LEOPARD</title><content type='html'>Finally i've upgraded my mac system to "Leopard" (Mac OS 10.5) :-)&lt;br /&gt;It's more than amazing, beyond the imagination, lots of features with a great design...the Spaces are amazing, the new network configuration system is more professional, the monitoring (sharing) option is so handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all who use Macs, you should have to switch to leopard to taste the new luxurious system!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-2511965403911372683?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2511965403911372683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2511965403911372683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2511965403911372683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2511965403911372683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-leopard.html' title='I&apos;m a LEOPARD'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2233118510820313284</id><published>2007-11-22T19:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:30.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we read Qur'an?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R0XEn7BXSEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/bmohKlEB0oY/s1600-h/Quran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R0XEn7BXSEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/bmohKlEB0oY/s400/Quran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135727140223273026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is a beautiful story of an Old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning, Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Qur'an. His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could. One day the grandson asked, "Grandpa! I try to read the Qur'an just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur'an do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied,"Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water. "The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, "You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;instead. The old man said, "I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would Leak out before he got back to the house. The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breath, he said, "See Grandpa, it's useless!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you think it is useless?" The old man said, "Look at the basket." The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out. "Son, that's what happens when you read the Qur'an. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be Changed, inside and out. That is the work of Allah in our lives."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/38353531-2233118510820313284?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2233118510820313284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2233118510820313284&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2233118510820313284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2233118510820313284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-do-we-read-quran.html' title='Why do we read Qur&apos;an?'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/R0XEn7BXSEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/bmohKlEB0oY/s72-c/Quran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2006912015799768239</id><published>2007-10-26T10:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:41:37.756+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Simple but not SIMPLER</title><content type='html'>Nowadays anyone can easily notice the ignorance behavior of people, the unconsciousness of their being the careless reactions they make and when you try to wake them up from their never ending seem-to-be sleep, their reply always comes as this "Take it Easy"  "Life is too short to bother yourself with anything" "Kabar demaghak" "Live simple live happy"....well i'm not objecting on that we have to live a simple life full of cheers and joyfulness...but what mind is all about, where is the truth that we are distinguished by having the ability to think, to talk, to argue and to have perspectives of thoughts. Live Simple but don't deactivate your mind and your nature as a  human being ( We have to be different).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler. " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" set="yes" href="http://www.yuni.com/quotes/einstein.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Albert Eistein&lt;/i&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/38353531-2006912015799768239?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2006912015799768239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2006912015799768239&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2006912015799768239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2006912015799768239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/10/live-simple-but-not-simpler.html' title='Live Simple but not SIMPLER'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2852285698338487963</id><published>2007-10-22T11:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:28:04.029+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine - A great feature in Mac OS X Leopard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/n055CqFnjyo" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/n055CqFnjyo" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video shows how to use the new feature of MAC OSX Leopard and how powerful it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The whole Operating System stuns.&lt;br /&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/38353531-2852285698338487963?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2852285698338487963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2852285698338487963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2852285698338487963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2852285698338487963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-machine-great-feature-in-mac-os-x.html' title='Time Machine - A great feature in Mac OS X Leopard'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4342169983911262308</id><published>2007-10-22T09:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:30.614+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cairo...</title><content type='html'>I found this picture on DeviantArt website....i think it's a very nice drawing  showing the Islamic side of Cairo. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(click on the picture to enlarge it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RxxWvb-C7kI/AAAAAAAAAek/tqUThqKYcNQ/s1600-h/Cairo_drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RxxWvb-C7kI/AAAAAAAAAek/tqUThqKYcNQ/s400/Cairo_drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124065849002618434" 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/38353531-4342169983911262308?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4342169983911262308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4342169983911262308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4342169983911262308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4342169983911262308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/10/cairo.html' title='Cairo...'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RxxWvb-C7kI/AAAAAAAAAek/tqUThqKYcNQ/s72-c/Cairo_drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5947364358059382095</id><published>2007-10-01T21:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:31.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful World ~Zain Bhikha feat. Dawud Wharnsby Ali ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lately i decided to download most of Zain Bhikha's songs, Zain is an Islamic singer form South Africa, he has a lovely voice masha ALLAH that easily touches the heart and the soul. While i was listening to his nice albums, one of the songs has stopped me, it's called "Wonderful World"...it's a great song about ALLAH....and what we should do as Muslims, what we should have faith in...I think that It's one of the nicest Islamic songs or "Nasheeds- as there's no Music playing" ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can watch a clip for this nasheed on youtube: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=DcKbr9jdlXg"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=DcKbr9jdlXg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RwFYjb-C7PI/AAAAAAAAAak/1Nwi9bmZxuY/s1600-h/Allah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RwFYjb-C7PI/AAAAAAAAAak/1Nwi9bmZxuY/s400/Allah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116468017496255730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O what a wonderful world this would be&lt;br /&gt;if we all open our eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;He is all that we need right now&lt;br /&gt;and we can all come together somewhere...somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His door is open no matter who you are&lt;br /&gt;just take the first step, you'll see it's not so far&lt;br /&gt;Down this road that holds all the answers&lt;br /&gt;open you heart to something greater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His holy book speaks pure and true&lt;br /&gt;and always tells us what we must do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Last Prophet was sent as a guide&lt;br /&gt;an example by which we abide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RwFYj7-C7QI/AAAAAAAAAas/s_dzAVpEliw/s1600-h/Mohamed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RwFYj7-C7QI/AAAAAAAAAas/s_dzAVpEliw/s400/Mohamed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116468026086190338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is salvation for those who seek&lt;br /&gt;to find the one and only source of peace&lt;br /&gt;An understanding of why we are here&lt;br /&gt;who created us, who we must fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such different people from different lands&lt;br /&gt;were all descendants of the first man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can be one nation facing one God&lt;br /&gt;with no hatred, no envy, no war&lt;br /&gt;Created equal are you and I&lt;br /&gt;which of his favors can we ever deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have everything or nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;but our purpose lies with this call&lt;br /&gt;To worship Him, to praise Him all day&lt;br /&gt;onto the straight path, lets not go astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the Greatest and Most Merciful&lt;br /&gt;and everything acts upon his will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every sunrise that brings forth each day&lt;br /&gt;brings new meaning, new hope, a new way&lt;br /&gt;Such is the blessing bestowed upon us&lt;br /&gt;every hardship and heartache will pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the mountains to the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;everything in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;and as the stars fill the evening sky&lt;br /&gt;without us sensing, life is passing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want a solution, my friend&lt;br /&gt;seize this moment, this day before it ends&lt;br /&gt;turn to Him, don't you see it's so clear&lt;br /&gt;believe in Allah, He's always near&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/38353531-5947364358059382095?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5947364358059382095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5947364358059382095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5947364358059382095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5947364358059382095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/10/wonderful-world.html' title='Wonderful World ~Zain Bhikha feat. Dawud Wharnsby Ali ~'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RwFYjb-C7PI/AAAAAAAAAak/1Nwi9bmZxuY/s72-c/Allah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1376510373810486867</id><published>2007-09-28T10:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:31.312+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt in the Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"a nice story has been sent to me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rvy3R7-C7NI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5d9vr8r6XkE/s1600-h/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rvy3R7-C7NI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5d9vr8r6XkE/s400/coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115164795569630418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please; let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "Would you please give me some &lt;span id="st" name="st" class="st"&gt;salt&lt;/span&gt;? I'd like to put it in my coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the &lt;span id="st" name="st" class="st"&gt;salt&lt;/span&gt; in his coffee and drank it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some &lt;span id="st" name="st" class="st"&gt;salt&lt;/span&gt; in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said &lt;span id="st" name="st" class="st"&gt;salt&lt;/span&gt; It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the taste of salty coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's sweet. She replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-1376510373810486867?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1376510373810486867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1376510373810486867&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1376510373810486867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1376510373810486867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-met-her-on-party.html' title='Salt in the Coffee'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rvy3R7-C7NI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5d9vr8r6XkE/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1417553737774235567</id><published>2007-09-23T10:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:31.731+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels no good....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It feels no good to know that the place you used to live in khalas ... has gone "ethad".... this is where i used to live in Saudi Arabia- Riyadh and i felt like if someone very close to you has died ... i wanted to cry when i first saw the place like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place used to be a very nice compound with a tennis court, swimming pool and many playgrounds....i have lots of memories from that place, lots of faces to remember that no one can ever take away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Check my old post about the same place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/haneenbut-what-to.html"&gt;http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/haneenbut-what-to.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvYtG7-C7LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6aLtVpaWa68/s1600-h/myplace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvYtG7-C7LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6aLtVpaWa68/s400/myplace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113324024126172338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvYsQ7-C7KI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HF4ZDQUlbYs/s1600-h/myplace2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvYsQ7-C7KI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HF4ZDQUlbYs/s400/myplace2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113323096413236386" border="0" /&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/38353531-1417553737774235567?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1417553737774235567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1417553737774235567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1417553737774235567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1417553737774235567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-feels-no-good-to-know-that-place-you.html' title='It feels no good....'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvYtG7-C7LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6aLtVpaWa68/s72-c/myplace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-751869956447273372</id><published>2007-09-20T10:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:32.104+02:00</updated><title type='text'>21st September ~ the PEACE DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvI0RoWy_kI/AAAAAAAAAYg/kFYOeII4pn0/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvI0RoWy_kI/AAAAAAAAAYg/kFYOeII4pn0/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112206004514389570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the PEACE DAY, 21st of September... so i'm posting a link to a Video about the history of the peace day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn about the history of Peace Day by watching this video from the &lt;a href="http://link.brightcove.com/services/player/bcpid933119042?bclid=933518996&amp;amp;bctid=933518995"&gt;Peace One Day&lt;/a&gt; website. (&lt;a href="http://www.peaceoneday.org"&gt;www.peaceoneday.org&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvIvcoWy_jI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_NbZqjNLJlY/s1600-h/Peace_by_ClaudioAdriano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvIvcoWy_jI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_NbZqjNLJlY/s400/Peace_by_ClaudioAdriano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112200695934811698" 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/38353531-751869956447273372?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/751869956447273372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=751869956447273372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/751869956447273372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/751869956447273372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/09/20th-september-peace-day.html' title='21st September ~ the PEACE DAY!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RvI0RoWy_kI/AAAAAAAAAYg/kFYOeII4pn0/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-75213103478974462</id><published>2007-09-10T11:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:32.534+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Clock by ~Paolo Uccello~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RuUceVOtaCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IpxyHFBl34o/s1600-h/uccello.clock.big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RuUceVOtaCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IpxyHFBl34o/s400/uccello.clock.big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108520659742189602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Italian painter ~Paolo Uccello~ (1397-1475) was a leading figure in establishing the Renaissance in Florence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. In 1443 He painted the figures on the clock of the Duomo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This Clock works by counting the hours after sunset until it arrives at the twenty fourth hour of the following day and the next setting of the sun; it also moves anticlockwise (as compared to modern clocks and watches).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RuUdJFOtaFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Ew7NzpT6UF0/s1600-h/250px-Firenze.Duomo.clock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RuUdJFOtaFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Ew7NzpT6UF0/s400/250px-Firenze.Duomo.clock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108521394181597266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This method of measuring time seems somewhat odd to us nowadays but it wa&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; perfectly normal for our predecessors. The hours, written in Roman numerals, start from the lower part of the clock face (from the 6 of modern clocks) and continue from left to right to 24; the head of a prophet can be seen painted on each corner of the face. An exceptional machine that was built in a period that was thriving with the ideas and inventions of human culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RuUceVOtaDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/ayT48RhE81A/s1600-h/250px-Firenze.Duomo.clock.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/38353531-75213103478974462?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/75213103478974462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=75213103478974462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/75213103478974462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/75213103478974462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/09/strange-clock-by-paolo-uccello.html' title='Strange Clock by ~Paolo Uccello~'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RuUceVOtaCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IpxyHFBl34o/s72-c/uccello.clock.big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4911022414552059030</id><published>2007-08-11T22:11:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:32.842+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm very Excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rr4QxGcP4RI/AAAAAAAAAXg/gvpQ6f0I-Vg/s1600-h/wheel-o%27-icons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rr4QxGcP4RI/AAAAAAAAAXg/gvpQ6f0I-Vg/s400/wheel-o%27-icons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097530263958708498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally we got the Adobe Creative Suite 3 (CS3) at work, with an unlimited license, that means i'll have the mission of discovering the differences between it and the CS2. For sure the newest and the biggest thing related to that new package is that it contains the Macromedia Suite inside of it - beside the Adobe one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new suite comes with new attractive interface for all the software, and I've heard that the biggest difference is in Flash, cuz it has a new Action Script Language (AS3), and because I wasn't that strong with the (AS2) so i think this will be my biggest challenge with this new suite. And about Photoshop (my beloved software) CS3, it's almost the same in regardless of one new tool- which i don't consider as a real difference aslan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about that as i always have the ambition of increasing my knowledge specially when it come to technology and new software :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-4911022414552059030?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4911022414552059030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4911022414552059030&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4911022414552059030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4911022414552059030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-so-excited.html' title='I&apos;m very Excited'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rr4QxGcP4RI/AAAAAAAAAXg/gvpQ6f0I-Vg/s72-c/wheel-o%27-icons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-9219259811298972127</id><published>2007-07-03T23:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T23:50:01.335+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a LONG TIME ....</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time for me not posting to my blog....it's not that i don't want to, or that i'm lazy.... It's just that i'm very busy with tones of things; courses to take, others to give, movies to edit.... I stare at the computer's monitor for 17 hours daily....i'm not complaining as it's not that i hate to work or that i hate computers it's just that i'm overloaded with assignments and projects that have to get done accurately (with deadlines) ...&lt;br /&gt;anyways i'll try to get myself blogging again....hopefully :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-9219259811298972127?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/9219259811298972127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=9219259811298972127&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/9219259811298972127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/9219259811298972127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-has-been-long-time.html' title='It has been a LONG TIME ....'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-8976737864219335506</id><published>2007-05-19T09:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T09:24:11.939+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows Vista did not steal ideas from Mac OS X!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/TaIUkwPybtM' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/TaIUkwPybtM'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/38353531-8976737864219335506?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/8976737864219335506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=8976737864219335506&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8976737864219335506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8976737864219335506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/05/windows-vista-did-not-steal-ideas-from.html' title='Windows Vista did not steal ideas from Mac OS X!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4485651562831003126</id><published>2007-05-08T22:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:33.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The New 7 Wonders of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; days ago, while i was surfing the Internet, I found that I'm completely out of the world's picture, as i knew that the world will celebrate having it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New 7 Wonders&lt;/span&gt; next July, this will take place on 07-07-07, and that the election process is on since September of 2006. So I decided to get in and vote for the most 7 wonders deserve to be (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aal yaany will make a difference- but I like to take actions instead of being negative&lt;/span&gt;), and these are what I voted for... Angkor, Colosseum, Great Wall, Hagia Sophia, Machu Picchu, Petra and Taj Mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RkLRM6iMWzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/y0BMmdzFmSQ/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RkLRM6iMWzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/y0BMmdzFmSQ/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062838950919166770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that really pissed me off  is that when I was trying to vote for the Pyramids, I found it uncheckable as the New7Wonders Foundation designates the Pyramids of Giza. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Therefore, I couldn't vote for the Pyramids of Giza as part of the New7Wonders campaign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the 7 New Wonders of the World will now be chosen by the people across the globe from the 20 active New7Wonders candidates....so if you would like to vote go and and visit www.new7wonders.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-4485651562831003126?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4485651562831003126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4485651562831003126&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4485651562831003126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4485651562831003126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-7-wonders-of-world.html' title='The New 7 Wonders of the World'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RkLRM6iMWzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/y0BMmdzFmSQ/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2640841529514420757</id><published>2007-05-07T13:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:33.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Magical Fable About Following Your Dream--To realize one's destiny is a person's only obligation--</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rj8J56iMWyI/AAAAAAAAAWo/RVx1yDRImKY/s1600-h/the_alchemist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rj8J56iMWyI/AAAAAAAAAWo/RVx1yDRImKY/s400/the_alchemist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061775396757592866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As i've had enough staring at computers monitors' all day long, doing projects, thinking about nothing but due dates...etc, i have decided to give myself some of those relaxing times having a good book to read in my hands. And finally, Here I am back again to read after a long pause lasted for almost a month....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My Book this time is fabulous, a really great fable, it's called "The Alchemist" by the Brazilian author "Paulo Coelho", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This story, timeless and entertaining, exotic yet simple, breaks down the journey we all take to find the most meaningful treasures in our lives into steps that are at once natural and magical. It is about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith, power, and courage we all have within us to pursue the intricate path of a Personal Legend&lt;/span&gt;, a path charted by the mysterious magnet of destiny but obscured by distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anyways here's an overview of the novel:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;"Santiago, an Andalusian shepherd boy, has a dream about finding a treasure in the pyramids of Egypt. A gypsy woman and an old man claiming to be a mysterious king advise him to pursue it. "To realize one's destiny is a person's only obligation," the old man tells him. "And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With the courage of an adventurer, Santiago sells his sheep and travels to Tangiers in Africa. After a thief steals his money, Santiago takes a job with a crystal merchant who unwittingly teaches Santiago important lessons for his long journey ahead. After working at the crystal shop for a year, Santiago earns enough money to cover his losses and return home. But then something unexpected happens. On a desert caravan, Santiago meets an intriguing Englishman. The Englishman's passion for knowledge and his relentless quest to uncover the secrets of alchemy inspire Santiago to pursue his own dream of finding the treasure. As the Englishman searches for the two hundred year old alchemist who resides in the desert oasis, Santiago falls in love with a young woman, Fatima. Exposed to the greatest and eternal alchemy of all–love–Santiago thinks he has found the treasure. But the greatest test of all is yet to come. With the help of the alchemist, Santiago completes the last leg of his journey–dangerous and infused with discoveries of the most profound kind–to find that the treasure he was looking for was waiting for him in the place where he least expected."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&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/38353531-2640841529514420757?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2640841529514420757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2640841529514420757&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2640841529514420757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2640841529514420757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/05/magical-fable-about-following-your.html' title='A Magical Fable About Following Your Dream--To realize one&apos;s destiny is a person&apos;s only obligation--'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rj8J56iMWyI/AAAAAAAAAWo/RVx1yDRImKY/s72-c/the_alchemist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3847953003361723853</id><published>2007-04-11T13:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T13:32:51.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>French Learning English</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/hHQrXOYil5w' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/hHQrXOYil5w'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my favorite part of the Pink Panther Movie...the whole movie is hilarious but when it comes to this part i laugh until i cry...just can't help it :D &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/38353531-3847953003361723853?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3847953003361723853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3847953003361723853&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3847953003361723853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3847953003361723853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/04/french-learning-english.html' title='French Learning English'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6076436698888969465</id><published>2007-04-08T16:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:34.242+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The finest art EVER .... By an Iranian Artist</title><content type='html'>Unfortunatley i don't know the artist's name, but i'm totally into her/his work&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge  &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkJU25NMvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/gaGyvoNMm00/s1600-h/-8.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkJU25NMvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/gaGyvoNMm00/s320/-8.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051078711010210546" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJm5NMpI/AAAAAAAAAUI/X3ul07pebYU/s1600-h/-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJm5NMpI/AAAAAAAAAUI/X3ul07pebYU/s320/-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051077418225054354" border="0" /&gt;      &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIKG5NMtI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LpulWkHsI40/s1600-h/-5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIKG5NMtI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LpulWkHsI40/s320/-5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051077426814989010" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJm5NMpI/AAAAAAAAAUI/X3ul07pebYU/s1600-h/-1.jpeg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJm5NMqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/mLSFBJJAjTA/s1600-h/-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJm5NMqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/mLSFBJJAjTA/s320/-2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051077418225054370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJ25NMrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GigptwbPzKo/s1600-h/-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJ25NMrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GigptwbPzKo/s320/-3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051077422520021682" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJ25NMsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/s552aE0tvd4/s1600-h/-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkIJ25NMsI/AAAAAAAAAUg/s552aE0tvd4/s320/-4.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051077422520021698" border="0" /&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/38353531-6076436698888969465?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6076436698888969465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6076436698888969465&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6076436698888969465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6076436698888969465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/04/finest-art-iranian-artist.html' title='The finest art EVER .... By an Iranian Artist'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RhkJU25NMvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/gaGyvoNMm00/s72-c/-8.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5941271487570671413</id><published>2007-04-08T14:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:02:46.512+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/leader/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Famous Leader Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Ghandi" is the famous leader that resembles my personality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-5941271487570671413?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5941271487570671413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5941271487570671413&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5941271487570671413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5941271487570671413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/04/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2348101788613799132</id><published>2007-03-14T21:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:34.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rf6UW6YmS-I/AAAAAAAAATo/sTwsaf_m5hI/s1600-h/Axe_by_karenpff2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rf6UW6YmS-I/AAAAAAAAATo/sTwsaf_m5hI/s400/Axe_by_karenpff2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043631754051996642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time a very strong woodcutter asked for a job with a&lt;br /&gt;timber merchant, and he got it. His salary was really good and so&lt;br /&gt;were the working conditions. For that reason, the woodcutter was&lt;br /&gt;determined to do his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was&lt;br /&gt;supposed to fell the trees. The first day, the woodcutter  brought&lt;br /&gt;down 15 trees.&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations, " the boss said. "Carry on with your work!"&lt;br /&gt;Highly motivated by the words of his boss, the woodcutter tried&lt;br /&gt;harder the next day, but he only could bring 10 trees down. The&lt;br /&gt;third day he tried even harder, but he was only able to bring down 7&lt;br /&gt;trees. Day after day he was bringing lesser number of trees down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I must be losing my strength", the woodcutter thought. He went to&lt;br /&gt;the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what&lt;br /&gt;was going on.&lt;br /&gt;"When was the last time you sharpened your axe?" the boss asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy&lt;br /&gt;trying to cut trees..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Most of us NEVER update our skills. We think that&lt;br /&gt;whatever we have learned is very much enough. But good is not good&lt;br /&gt;when better is expected. Sharpening our skills from time to time is&lt;br /&gt;the key to success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-2348101788613799132?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2348101788613799132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2348101788613799132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2348101788613799132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2348101788613799132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time...'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rf6UW6YmS-I/AAAAAAAAATo/sTwsaf_m5hI/s72-c/Axe_by_karenpff2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6322969873832849122</id><published>2007-03-14T13:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:52:19.927+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST - John Locke - Speed Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/8K_NQe57C-k' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/8K_NQe57C-k'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought i'm fairly good using Photoshop, but after i saw this video i realized that i know NOTHING about drawing using it...This Video is just FANTASTIC!&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/38353531-6322969873832849122?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6322969873832849122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6322969873832849122&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6322969873832849122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6322969873832849122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/lost-john-locke-speed-painting.html' title='LOST - John Locke - Speed Painting'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1384916639754614947</id><published>2007-03-12T09:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:35.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Movement and Direction and How it Can Reveal the Truth or a Lie</title><content type='html'>--------------------------------  &lt;p&gt;Can the direction of a person's eyes reveal whether or not they are making a  truthful statement? Short answer: &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; But, it isn't as simple as  some recent television shows or movies make it seem. In these shows a detective  will deduce a person is being untruthful simply&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; because they looked to the left  or right while making a statement.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In reality, it would be foolish to make such a snap judgment without further  investigation... but the technique does have some merit. So, here it is... read,  ponder and test it on your friends and family to see how reliable it is for  yourself...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfecw7JxI2I/AAAAAAAAASo/tpr-Td0-yrc/s1600-h/-7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfecw7JxI2I/AAAAAAAAASo/tpr-Td0-yrc/s400/-7.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041670672190874466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;Visual Accessing Cues &lt;/h2&gt;    &lt;p&gt;The first time "Visual Accessing Cues" were discussed (at least to my  knowledge), was by Richard Bandler and John Grinder in their book "Frogs into  Princes: Neuro Linguistic Programming (NLP) " From their experiments this is  what they found:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When asked a question a "normally organized" right-handed person  looks &lt;/strong&gt;(from your viewpoint, looking at them)&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;h2 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfec47JxI3I/AAAAAAAAASw/04XGqQ9bnvs/s1600-h/-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfec47JxI3I/AAAAAAAAASw/04XGqQ9bnvs/s400/-1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041670809629827954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Up and to the  Left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 111, 127);"&gt;Visually &lt;em&gt;Constructed&lt;/em&gt; Images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (Vc)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb"," &lt;/strong&gt;If you asked someone to &amp;quot;Imagine a purple buffalo&amp;quot;, this would \nbe the direction their eyes moved in while thinking about the question as they \n&amp;quot;Visually Constructed&amp;quot; a purple buffalo in their mind.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;img&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Up and to the \nRight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Visually &lt;em&gt;Remembered&lt;/em&gt; Images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; \n(Vr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you asked someone to &amp;quot;What color was the first house you \nlived in?&amp;quot;, this would be the direction their eyes moved in while thinking about \nthe question as they &amp;quot;Visually Remembered&amp;quot; the color of their childhood \nhome.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;img&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the Left \n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Auditory &lt;em&gt;Constructed&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Ac)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If \nyou asked someone to &amp;quot;Try and create the highest the sound of the pitch possible \nin your head&amp;quot;, this would be the direction their eyes moved in while thinking \nabout the question as they &amp;quot;Auditorily Constructed&amp;quot; this this sound that they \nhave never heard of.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;img&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the Right \n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Auditory &lt;em&gt;Remembered&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Ar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you \nasked someone to &amp;quot;Remember what their mother&amp;#39;s voice sounds like &amp;quot;, this would \nbe the direction their eyes moved in while thinking about the question as they \n&amp;quot;Auditorily Remembered &amp;quot; this sound. ",1] );  //--&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you asked someone to "Imagine a purple buffalo", this would  be the &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;direction their eyes moved in while thinking about the question as they  "Visually Constructed" a purple buffalo in their mind.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfed3LJxI6I/AAAAAAAAATI/HHP4uvJdR6g/s1600-h/-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfed3LJxI6I/AAAAAAAAATI/HHP4uvJdR6g/s400/-2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041671879076684706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Up and to the  Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 111, 127);"&gt;Visually &lt;em&gt;Remembered&lt;/em&gt; Images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (Vr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you asked someone to "What color was the first house you  lived in?", this would be the direction their eyes moved in while thinking about  the question as they "Visually Remembered" the color of their childhood  home.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfec57JxI4I/AAAAAAAAAS4/a8hiSKPO4vY/s1600-h/-3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfec57JxI4I/AAAAAAAAAS4/a8hiSKPO4vY/s400/-3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041670826809697154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the Left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 111, 127);"&gt;Auditory &lt;em&gt;Constructed&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Ac)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If  you asked someone to "Try and create the&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;highest the sound of the pitch possible  in your head", this would be the direction their eyes moved in while thinking  about the question as they "Auditorily Constructed" this this sound that they  have never heard of.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfed3LJxI7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/9VIlyq1mj08/s1600-h/-4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfed3LJxI7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/9VIlyq1mj08/s400/-4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041671879076684722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To the Right  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 111, 127);"&gt;Auditory &lt;em&gt;Remembered&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Ar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you  asked someone to "Remember what their&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; mother's voice sounds like ", this would  be the direction their eyes moved in while thinking about the question as they  "Auditorily Remembered " this sound. &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;img&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Down and to the Left \n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Feeling / Kinesthetic&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(F)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If \nyou asked someone to &amp;quot;Can you remember the smell of a campfire? &amp;quot;, this would be \nthe direction their eyes moved in while thinking about the question as they used \nrecalled a smell, feeling, or taste. &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;img&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Down and To the Right \n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Internal Dialog &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Ai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is \nthe direction of someone eyes as they &amp;quot;talk to themselves&amp;quot;. \n&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gist of it... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;h2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How this information is used to detect lies: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example: &lt;/strong&gt;Let&amp;#39;s say your child ask&amp;#39;s you for a cookie, and \nyou ask them &amp;quot;well, what did your mother say?&amp;quot; As they reply &amp;quot;Mom said... yes.&amp;quot; \nthey look to the left. This would indicate a made up answer as their eyes are \nshowing a &amp;quot;constructed image or sound. Looking to the right would indicated a \n&amp;quot;remembered&amp;quot; voice or image, and thus would be telling the truth.&lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;table&gt;\n  &lt;tbody&gt;\n  &lt;tr&gt;\n    &lt;td&gt;\n      &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;\n&lt;h2&gt;Final Notes:&lt;/h2&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;*** Looking straight ahead or with eyes that are defocused/unmoving is also \nconsidered a sign of visual accessing. &lt;/p&gt;\n&lt;p&gt;*** A typical left-handed person would have the opposite meanings for their \neye-directions.",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfec6LJxI5I/AAAAAAAAATA/dmQIb7RIQq4/s1600-h/-5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfec6LJxI5I/AAAAAAAAATA/dmQIb7RIQq4/s400/-5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041670831104664466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Down and to the Left  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 111, 127);"&gt;Feeling / Kinesthetic&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(F)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If  you asked someone to "Can you remember the smell of a campfire? ", this would be  the direction their eyes moved in while thinking about the question as they used  recalled a smell, feeling, or taste. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfed3bJxI8I/AAAAAAAAATY/xMIIPssdddY/s1600-h/-6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfed3bJxI8I/AAAAAAAAATY/xMIIPssdddY/s400/-6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041671883371652034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Down and To the Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indicates:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 111, 127);"&gt;Internal Dialog &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Ai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is  the direction of someone eyes as they "talk to themselves".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gist of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How this information is used to detect lies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Example: Let's say your child ask's you for a cookie, and you ask them "well, what did your mother say?" As they reply "Mom said... yes." they look to the left. This would indicate a made up answer as their eyes are showing a "constructed image or sound. Looking to the right would indicated a "remembered" voice or image, and thus would be telling the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Final Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*** Looking straight ahead or with eyes that are defocused/unmoving is also considered a sign of visual accessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*** A typical left-handed person would have the opposite meanings for their eye-directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*** As with other signs of lying, you should first establish and understand a persons base-behavior before concluding they are lying by the direction of their eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;*** Many critics believe the above is a bunch of bull***t. In my own experiments I have found these techniques to be more true than not. But, why not find out for yourself? Make up a list of questions that like the sample ones, and give them to your friends/family anyone who would be your guinea pig, observe their eye movements and record the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/38353531-1384916639754614947?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1384916639754614947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1384916639754614947&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1384916639754614947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1384916639754614947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/eye-movement-and-direction-and-how-it.html' title='Eye Movement and Direction and How it Can Reveal the Truth or a Lie'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rfecw7JxI2I/AAAAAAAAASo/tpr-Td0-yrc/s72-c/-7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6051887587009117342</id><published>2007-03-09T14:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:41:55.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here i am tagged again, Thanks &lt;a href="http://omluji.blogspot.com/"&gt;OmLuji&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 1 - Last 1s?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. last beverage? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Raspberry Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. last phone call? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Vivian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. last instant message?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Yasmeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. last cd played? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Taking the Long Way by Dixie Chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. last time you cried? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Last Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. last text message?&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Fadwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Section 2 - 6 Have You Evers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dated someone twice?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;what dated here means?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. been cheated on? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. lost someone special? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. been depressed? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. been drunk and threw up? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;nope, alhamdu lellah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Section 3 - List 3 Favourite Colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;1. White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2. Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;3. Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Section 4 - This month have you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Made a new friend? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallen out of love? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;no, cuz i'm not in love aslan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughed until you cried? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Yes, and it was last night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Met someone who changed your life?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Found out who your true friends were? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I already know, i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;6. Is there something you want to tell someone? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you kiss anyone on your top friends? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a big NO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many people on your top friends do you know in real life? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ll of them, that's why they are my top friends ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9. How many kids do you want to have? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;one or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10. Do you have any pets? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Now no, but I used to have 7 cats and a dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11. Do you wanna change your name? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;No, i'm ok with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;12. What did you do for your last birthday? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;nothing, it was a heavy working day :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13. What time did you wake up today?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;10:30 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;watching a comedy movie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name something you CANNOT wait for? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;tell someone something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last time you saw your father? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;half an hour ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I need to be more patient&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What are you listening to right now?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Zain Bikha - Give thanks to ALLAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever talked to Tom? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;don't know him aslan- who's he?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever talked about someone behind their back? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yes, and i regret it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;2.What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a shoulder scarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;23. Who’s getting on your nerves right now? &lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;myself &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Most visited webpage? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;apple.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;25. Coke or Pepsi? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;26. Have you kissed or been kissed by anyone in the past week? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;27. Mac or PC? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;MAC - actually both i'm so into mac these days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamsamblogone.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-6051887587009117342?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6051887587009117342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6051887587009117342&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6051887587009117342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6051887587009117342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-am-tagged-again-thanks-omluji.html' title='New Tag...'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-7206040539120526864</id><published>2007-03-08T10:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T10:15:52.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone...(2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/NLOy8Esl8x4' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/NLOy8Esl8x4'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have posted before about the Apple's new brand phone "iPhone".&lt;br /&gt;And later i saw an Ad about it, it's amazingly great! so much technology in it with only 500$, Fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;It supposed to be released next June. &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/38353531-7206040539120526864?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/7206040539120526864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=7206040539120526864&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7206040539120526864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7206040539120526864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/iphone2.html' title='iPhone...(2)'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3817615311347768637</id><published>2007-03-05T15:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:35.798+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Money Buy Happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Re12V8aJrzI/AAAAAAAAARo/siO_t9-8LHQ/s1600-h/Happ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Re12V8aJrzI/AAAAAAAAARo/siO_t9-8LHQ/s400/Happ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038813677462597426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that each one has his own unique way of getting himself into happiness... nothing please all the people, so we can't assure if money buys happiness or not, unless we know what makes people happy.&lt;br /&gt;For some, to live with luxurious = happiness, to have the up to date technology equipments = happiness....etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For others, to be around people, to be wanted, to be loved and so forth = happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for me, happiness comes to me when I'm content deep inside (to feel that i'm near to ALLAH), having loving people around me and to be successful in whatever i'm doing, and all of these things have a far away relation with money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet i can say that money buy a temporary and easy going happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a question with no certain Answer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-3817615311347768637?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3817615311347768637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3817615311347768637&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3817615311347768637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3817615311347768637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/can-money-buy-happiness.html' title='Can Money Buy Happiness?'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Re12V8aJrzI/AAAAAAAAARo/siO_t9-8LHQ/s72-c/Happ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3100472861244755666</id><published>2007-03-05T14:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:35.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RewUCNMsa0I/AAAAAAAAARY/aq0BR-F5Nds/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RewUCNMsa0I/AAAAAAAAARY/aq0BR-F5Nds/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038424111255939906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally i found a Free Ware search Engine ...Horrraaayyy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deligio.com"&gt;http://www.deligio.com&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/38353531-3100472861244755666?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3100472861244755666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3100472861244755666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3100472861244755666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3100472861244755666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-i-found-free-ware-search-engine.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RewUCNMsa0I/AAAAAAAAARY/aq0BR-F5Nds/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6290047533647893636</id><published>2007-03-05T09:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T10:07:25.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'>BBC NEWS: Jesus Tomb Found: Do you Belive in that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mxb"&gt;     &lt;div class="sh"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;      Jesus Tomb Found, says film-maker:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/6397373.stm"&gt;( Read More http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/6397373.stm)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;!-- S BO --&gt; &lt;!-- S IIMA --&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 215px; height: 255px;" align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;img style="width: 148px; height: 142px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/42615000/jpg/_42615357_tomb2_getty203b.jpg" alt="Ossuary found in Jerusalem" border="0" hspace="0" vspace="0" /&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="cap"&gt;A documentary claims this is the ossuary of Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         &lt;!-- E IIMA --&gt;&lt;!-- S SF --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jesus had a son named Judah and was buried alongside Mary Magdalene, according to a new documentary by Hollywood film director James Cameron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The film examines a tomb found near Jerusalem in 1980 which producers say belonged to Jesus and his family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Speaking in New York, the Oscar-winning Titanic director said statistical tests and DNA analysis backed this view.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But Mr Cameron's claim has been attacked by archaeologists and theologians as unfounded. &lt;!-- E SF --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Archaeologists said that the burial cave was probably that of a Jewish family with similar names to that of Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But Mr Cameron said the combination of names found on the tombs convinced him of their heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-6290047533647893636?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6290047533647893636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6290047533647893636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6290047533647893636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6290047533647893636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/bbc-news-jesus-tomb-found-do-you-belive.html' title='BBC NEWS: Jesus Tomb Found: Do you Belive in that?'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-7677147859898860707</id><published>2007-03-01T14:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T14:36:13.867+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever heard of him? --Andy Mckee--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/bI1PfmDl8fo' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/bI1PfmDl8fo'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andy Mckee (andymckee.com), he is one of today's finest new fingerstyle guitarists, Andy McKee is lauded by many critics and guitarists as the most promising fingerstyle guitarist to arrive on the scene in some time.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i knew about him by chance, i was looking around in youtube for guitar playing videos, as i'm a guitar playing beginner, and i saw the video which i am posting now, it's for him playing a great piece of Music ...this piece is called "Drifting".&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/38353531-7677147859898860707?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/7677147859898860707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=7677147859898860707&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7677147859898860707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7677147859898860707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-you-ever-heard-of-him-andy-mckee_01.html' title='Have you ever heard of him? --Andy Mckee--'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2393220683121550296</id><published>2007-02-26T21:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:36.615+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These days I have an extra project to work on, and an extra deadline, ahhh... It will take me two weeks to get it done, this project is to create a Slide Show out of photos that have been taken from all over the world during the past 2 - 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;They are like thousands of photos that I'm going through to pick the most suitable ones for the Slide Show, Anyways while taking a snap look over the whole sets of photos, my eyes came over one of them for a child from the Himalayas, i don't know why but this photo has stuck in my head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/ReM62DT2_2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/tJZn1JsU2PU/s1600-h/076300051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/ReM62DT2_2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/tJZn1JsU2PU/s400/076300051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035933508606295906" 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/38353531-2393220683121550296?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2393220683121550296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2393220683121550296&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2393220683121550296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2393220683121550296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/photo.html' title='A Photo'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/ReM62DT2_2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/tJZn1JsU2PU/s72-c/076300051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2899674656238971971</id><published>2007-02-24T10:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:36.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Childhood Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd_8tzT2_0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/_HYEJnPlwTk/s1600-h/Feel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd_8tzT2_0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/_HYEJnPlwTk/s400/Feel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035020772221321026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since i was a kid and i have certain things i get frightened of, and I carried those fears deep inside my heart until the mean time, most of those fears are really childish and silly, but i don't know how to get rid of them .....anyways I'm trying to list them here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Darkness &gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i have to get a source of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The Sea &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i mean here swimming and traveling by ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Cockroaches &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yuk, beside that they are so disgusting, i get frightened when i see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The Sunset &gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it's very gloomy - for me- i love the sun rise better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The Thunder &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since i was a kid, i used to see the thunder as it is the ANGER of GOD, and i used to go praying for GOD to forgive my sins, i know it's silly but till now the thunder brings fear to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Horror Movies &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i Hate them, i can't stand watching a horror movie at all, and if i did i keep having fears and thinking of it for a long time. Actually i can tell that there are several movies that stuck in my mind, from more than 15 years, and i always try to not remember them as they really frightened me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-2899674656238971971?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2899674656238971971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2899674656238971971&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2899674656238971971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2899674656238971971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-childish-fears.html' title='My Childhood Fears'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd_8tzT2_0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/_HYEJnPlwTk/s72-c/Feel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2379964567339997703</id><published>2007-02-22T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:37.509+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Laptop...No No...Poor Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd2XB2j4yoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xrSuOItZO6o/s1600-h/powerbook17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd2XB2j4yoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xrSuOItZO6o/s400/powerbook17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034346016551783042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last week two problems with my laptop have popped up, both are very Critical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd2XU2j4yqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/GLbwuoxjNls/s1600-h/MA538LL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd2XU2j4yqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/GLbwuoxjNls/s400/MA538LL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034346342969297570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- The First one is that the Power Cable has Gone :(, yeah it has been &lt;br /&gt;  totally damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd2XNWj4ypI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1B9Z1LVHDqs/s1600-h/Cisco_Aironet_802_11a_b_g_Wireless_CardBus_Adapter__293530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd2XNWj4ypI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1B9Z1LVHDqs/s400/Cisco_Aironet_802_11a_b_g_Wireless_CardBus_Adapter__293530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034346214120278674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2- And the other one is that the Wireless Built-in Card's cable has been dis-attached from the board (fi had basesly fi el laptop dah!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i usually don't get mad easily from such things, that i see they could be solved, i told myself it's not a big deal, i can get myself a new power cable (from Apple Egypt) and a wireless CISCO Aironet card- i've heard that it's so reliable( form Amazon.com, or anyone coming from the States can get it for me) so that was it, i immediately went surfing the Internet for the Cisco CArd and to ask for the Apple Store's Number to called them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With having myself full of courage, i called the Apple Store, and have got shocked !! Yes, i have got totally shocked to find the power cable coasting 98$!!&lt;br /&gt;And the other shock i got, when i went to Amazon to find the card coasting 110$... ah that's horrible, i have to pay like 1500 LE for these things, so that makes the dream of buying a Fire-Lite external Hard Disk too far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning i was feeling bad for my laptop, now i feel bad for myself :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-2379964567339997703?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2379964567339997703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2379964567339997703&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2379964567339997703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2379964567339997703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-poor-laptopno-nopoor-me.html' title='My Poor Laptop...No No...Poor Me!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rd2XB2j4yoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xrSuOItZO6o/s72-c/powerbook17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1610332681871160496</id><published>2007-02-18T16:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:37.694+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KUDZU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdhnX_OGsVI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zbvDFflEYYM/s1600-h/Kudzu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 344px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdhnX_OGsVI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zbvDFflEYYM/s400/Kudzu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032886245391774034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kudzu living inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eats lives and grows,&lt;br /&gt;Tights me,&lt;br /&gt;Holds me,&lt;br /&gt;Hangs me on my body&lt;br /&gt;It's living on craps&lt;br /&gt;The craps of little me&lt;br /&gt;The craps of the past&lt;br /&gt;The illusion of the coming days&lt;br /&gt;Eating my good memories&lt;br /&gt;Being my bad ones&lt;br /&gt;Can't see, listen or breath&lt;br /&gt;How to be released&lt;br /&gt;Kudzu is replacing my soul&lt;br /&gt;It hurts though it's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It's concealed behind the perfection&lt;br /&gt;No roots no destination, just spreading all over&lt;br /&gt;Wild and rough, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;I want to run away of it, leaving it with myself to find another me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be misled,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's NOT me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just KUDZU&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/38353531-1610332681871160496?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1610332681871160496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1610332681871160496&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1610332681871160496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1610332681871160496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/kudzu.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdhnX_OGsVI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zbvDFflEYYM/s72-c/Kudzu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-7666079329928798553</id><published>2007-02-15T13:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:38.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A.H.M.A.D ~~ H.O.S.N.I</title><content type='html'>I found this photography portfolio of the photographer &lt;a href="http://www.ahmadhosni.com/"&gt;Ahmad Hosni&lt;/a&gt; so Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;He has 6 galleries each of a certain subject, he is so talented shooting portraits and close up shots and it seems that he loves Black and White Photography. Here are some of his work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdRIO_OGsRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zp5mFfAO0qY/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdRIO_OGsRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zp5mFfAO0qY/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031726106005647634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdRIU_OGsSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6Zy2NhRkgzk/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdRIU_OGsSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6Zy2NhRkgzk/s400/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031726209084862754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdRLd_OGsTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FFXFGjo1I5A/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdRLd_OGsTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FFXFGjo1I5A/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031729662238568754" 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/38353531-7666079329928798553?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/7666079329928798553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=7666079329928798553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7666079329928798553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7666079329928798553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahmed-hosni.html' title='A.H.M.A.D ~~ H.O.S.N.I'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RdRIO_OGsRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zp5mFfAO0qY/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5431563569696417855</id><published>2007-02-11T14:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:54:36.140+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Five things you don't know about me</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://nousha.wordpress.com/"&gt;Nousha&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://omluji.blogspot.com/"&gt;Om_Luji&lt;/a&gt; for this list, and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I adore being around kids, seems that i like all the headache reasons ha? :D, but they really make me feel that I'm in heaven, no bad intentions, nothing but beautifulness and innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- I love Pets - i love the way they behave, act and move, i feel that they are a very spoiled creatures by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- I love traveling, wish i can keep on moving between countries to get cultural knowledge, i think that traveling helps people to worship ALLAH even more, as they can see miracles of GOD, differences of people, nature...etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Can you keep a secret, I cry a lot, shhhh, and I hate that in me, I'm trying to be stronger and not to cry easily, but still can't help it, sometimes i feel that crying is from the soul purity (just convincing myself), but actually it's from weakness, and i don't like to feel weak :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- I don't like the sunset; it's so gloomy, i feel that the sky colors are so gloomy when the sun sets. Oppositely i adore the sunrise (ya ALLAH) how beautiful the sky is when it's turning lighter- it really amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x-ist.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-5431563569696417855?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5431563569696417855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5431563569696417855&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5431563569696417855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5431563569696417855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/five-things-you-dont-know-about-me.html' title='Five things you don&apos;t know about me'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-7375047106203853423</id><published>2007-02-10T22:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:38.737+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rc68qvOGsMI/AAAAAAAAANY/ytqoJQEQ_4k/s1600-h/gse_multipart54268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rc68qvOGsMI/AAAAAAAAANY/ytqoJQEQ_4k/s400/gse_multipart54268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030165276235575490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This book is for young adults, but i did really like the flow of the scenes, it's so touchy and makes one to think about the truth of life and the aim of living, it helped me thinking about what truley i have to do with my mind and soul, i recommend this book to anyone who wants to find his/her lost soul, it might be lost from you but yet so close, anyways here is the summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this book, a father is looking for a better life for his son, Steven. Corey, the father, is making minuim wage and cannot keep a job for extended periods of time. One day, Corey felt tired of living this way and begins to think of ways to make money. Finally, he remembers a friend he once had. Many years ago Corey's friend began teaching the gospel. However, he did it only for the money collected in the offering. Corey decides this is the way to become rich, so Corey buys a tent and sets off with Steven to preach the Lord's word. They go to many cities throughout Texas preaching and even at times faking miracles, until Corey one night when Corey decides to finally read the bible. He picks it up and begins to read, and to Steven's surprise by the next day he is a true believer. He admits his sins to his next congregation and decides to travel preaching the word for no money at all. This is a compelling story about a lost soul that found the Lord just in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-7375047106203853423?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/7375047106203853423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=7375047106203853423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7375047106203853423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7375047106203853423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/tent.html' title='The Tent'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rc68qvOGsMI/AAAAAAAAANY/ytqoJQEQ_4k/s72-c/gse_multipart54268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6343691133478352954</id><published>2007-02-04T16:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:39.049+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The 50 Greatest Gadgets of the Past 50 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcXqa0QgY8I/AAAAAAAAANA/FfMLNVuP-rw/s1600-h/123950-hp_122505_50greatest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcXqa0QgY8I/AAAAAAAAANA/FfMLNVuP-rw/s400/123950-hp_122505_50greatest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027682305454400450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Article, check it out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.pcworld.com/article/id,123950-page,1/article.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.pcworld.com/article&lt;wbr&gt;/id,123950-page,1/article.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that shocked me in this article is that Sony Walkman has been chosen to be the greatest gadget of the past 50 years!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="artSubtitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sony Walkman TPS-L2 (1979)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;div class="artImgCont_l" style="width: 140px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sizedArtImg"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.pcworld.com/zoom?id=123950&amp;page=1&amp;amp;zoomIdx=2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.pcworld.com/news/graphics/123950-Gadget1_Sony-Walkman_a.jpg" alt="Click to view full-size image." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Portable music players are so cheap and ubiquitous today that it's hard to remember when they were luxury items, widely coveted and often stolen. But when the blue and silver Walkman debuted in 1979, no one had ever seen anything quite like it. The $200 player virtually invented the concept of "personal electronics."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;The first Walkman (also branded as the Stowaway, the Sound about, and the Freestyle before the current name stuck) featured a cassette player and the world's first lightweight headphones. Apparently fearful that consumers would consider the Walkman too antisocial, Sony built the first units with two headphone jacks so you could share music with a friend. The company later dropped this feature. Now, more than 25 years and some 330 million units later, nobody wonders why you're walking down the street with headphones on. Learn more in Sony's&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; history of the Walkman. &lt;i&gt;PCW photo by Rick Rizner; Walkman courtesy of Melissa Perenson.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-6343691133478352954?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6343691133478352954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6343691133478352954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6343691133478352954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6343691133478352954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/50-greatest-gadgets-of-past-50-years.html' title='The 50 Greatest Gadgets of the Past 50 Years'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcXqa0QgY8I/AAAAAAAAANA/FfMLNVuP-rw/s72-c/123950-hp_122505_50greatest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-8488910778659563563</id><published>2007-02-01T11:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:39.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Seawch Intewface :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something funny I've bumped into, it's a must to try tip (LOL), it's about how to make&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Google look like your favorite cartoon character, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's a "Stupid Google Tip". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcHI9duHKjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VwJVSeu4iX8/s1600-h/elmerfuddB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcHI9duHKjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VwJVSeu4iX8/s400/elmerfuddB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026519617397795378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;Google's interface language can change to that of many peoples' favorite cartoon character, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Elmer Fudd &lt;/span&gt;(The Rabbit H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;unter in Loony Tunes). In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodytext"&gt; case you need to look for "that wascally wabbit".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    1. Access &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.google.com/" target="_new" class="bodytext"&gt;http://www.google.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;            2. Click on the "Wanguage Toows" ... err... "Language Tools" link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;            3. Under "Use the Google Interface in Your Language", click "Elmer Fudd".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcHHMduHKgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cdmw5iBhREY/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcHHMduHKgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cdmw5iBhREY/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026517676072577538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="bodytext"&gt;Uh-hah-hah-hah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shhhhhhhh, be vewy vewy quiet; I'm hunting wabbits :p&lt;/span&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/38353531-8488910778659563563?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/8488910778659563563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=8488910778659563563&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8488910778659563563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8488910778659563563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/02/google-seawch-intewface-p.html' title='Google Seawch Intewface :p'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RcHI9duHKjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VwJVSeu4iX8/s72-c/elmerfuddB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-674735237263935958</id><published>2007-01-30T12:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T14:45:43.625+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Myers-Briggs Type Indicator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week it happened that I heard about "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Myers Briggs Personality Indicator&lt;/span&gt;", actually it was my first time ever to hear about it, and as I'm a curious person &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;, I decided to throw this test to define my personality type. The thing that I wasn't expecting is that this test is not offered for free, bas ala meen &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;, I kept on seeking till I found a website offers this test for free - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kisa.ca/personality"&gt;http://www.kisa.ca/personality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - (horraaayyy!!). But before telling what type I found myself in, I think I should tell about the Test/Indicator itself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ehm ehm) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Myers Briggs&lt;/span&gt; is a model of personality that identifies your personality preferences. The Myers Briggs model is based on four preferences (E or I, S or N, T or F and J or P), each letter stands for a certain personality preference, and you combine the preferences to give your personality type, eg: having preferences for E and S and T and J gives a personality type of ESTJ. There are 16 such personality types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;The four Preferences are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;   1. Where, primarily, do you prefer to direct your energy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer to direct your energy to deal with people, things, situations, or "the outer world", then your preference is for Extraversion"E".&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer to direct your energy to deal with ideas, information, explanations or beliefs, or "the inner world", then your preference is for Introversion”I".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;   2. How do you prefer to process information?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer to deal with facts, what you know, to have clarity, or to describe what you see, then your preference is for Sensing"S".&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer to deal with ideas, look into the unknown, to generate new possibilities or to anticipate what isn't obvious, then your preference is for Intuition"N".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;   3. How do you prefer to make decisions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer to decide on the basis of objective logic, using an analytic and detached approach, then your preference is for Thinking"T".&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer to decide using values and/or personal beliefs, on the basis of what you believe is important or what you or others care about, then your preference is for Feeling"F".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;   4. How do you prefer to organize your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer your life to be planned, stable and organized then your preference is for Judging (not to be confused with 'Judgmental', which is quite differen "J".&lt;br /&gt;If you prefer to go with the flow, to maintain flexibility and respond to things as they arise, then your preference is for Perception"P".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you put these four letters together, you get your personality type code, and there are sixteen combinations:&lt;br /&gt;ISTJ     ISFJ     INFJ     INTJ&lt;br /&gt;ISTP     ISFP     INFP     INTP&lt;br /&gt;ESTP     ESFP     ENFP     ENTP&lt;br /&gt;ESTJ     ESFJ     ENFJ     ENTJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back again to which type I’m into, after finishing the Test- with a maximum honesty to get an accurate result- (http://www.kisa.ca/personality) I found that my Personality type code is ISFJ and here is what this code means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Quiet, friendly, responsible, and conscientious. Committed and steady in meeting their obligations. Thorough, painstaking, and accurate. Loyal, considerate, notice and remember specifics about people who are important to them, concerned with how others feel. Strive to create an orderly and harmonious environment at work and at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;References: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers-Briggs_Type_Indicator"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers-Briggs_Type_Indicator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myersbriggs.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.myersbriggs.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kisa.ca/personality"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.kisa.ca/personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knowyourtype.com/famous.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.knowyourtype.com/famous.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://typelogic.com/isfj.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://typelogic.com/isfj.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-674735237263935958?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/674735237263935958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=674735237263935958&amp;isPopup=true' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/674735237263935958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/674735237263935958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/myers-briggs-type-indicator.html' title='Myers-Briggs Type Indicator'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-8661792897539902721</id><published>2007-01-28T11:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:39.917+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of Photography?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rbxp_duHKZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VTIXDCRkcVU/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rbxp_duHKZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VTIXDCRkcVU/s400/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025007823269341586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 days ago, i had a conversation with a person who is into Photography just like me (from the Egypt Photography Group), and it happened that he asked me this: "which type of Photography are you in?", in fact, i have never thought about that, as i'm a beginner, i used to go photography without asking myself what exactly i like to have shots for.&lt;br /&gt;But when i reviewed what i usually take photos for, i found that the majority of them are for Natural scenes....yeah i found myself into Nature Photography (and sometimes Modern Architecture)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbxpcNuHKYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5P7K1DIDX8o/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 71px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbxpcNuHKYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5P7K1DIDX8o/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025007217678952834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is one of the most wonderful websites for the Nature Photography by Great Artist called "Kenneth Parker", this portfolio shows the greatness of landscape and Nature Photography...don't miss it...&lt;a href="http://www.kennethparker.com/"&gt;www.kennethparker.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbxqU9uHKaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Rnyzj1HjodU/s1600-h/128642-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbxqU9uHKaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Rnyzj1HjodU/s400/128642-p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025008192636529058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Wonderful resource for the Nature Photography is the "Out Door Photographer" Magazine&lt;a href="http://www.outdoorphotographer.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outdoorphotographer.com/"&gt;www.outdoorphotographer.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last but definitely not least another great resource... the "North America Nature Photography Association" &lt;a href="http://www.nanpa.org/"&gt;www.nanpa.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-8661792897539902721?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/8661792897539902721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=8661792897539902721&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8661792897539902721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8661792897539902721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-kind-of-photography.html' title='What kind of Photography?!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Rbxp_duHKZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VTIXDCRkcVU/s72-c/20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2300651411595761893</id><published>2007-01-25T09:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:40.358+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These days I'm so interested in some kind of a sport, it's called The Pilates, it lies between  Yoga and Aerobics.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it is a physical fitness system that was developed in the early 20th century by Joseph Pilates&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbhcjNuHKWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qiWw2M_43A0/s1600-h/Pilates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbhcjNuHKWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qiWw2M_43A0/s400/Pilates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023867144380033378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Pilates Method follows carefully laid-out principles based on a well-constructed philosophical and theoretical foundation. It is not merely a collection of exercises but a method, developed and refined over more than eighty years of use and observation. While Pilates draws from many diverse exercise styles, running the gamut from yoga to Greek ideals to Chinese acrobatics, there are certain inherent ruling principles that bring all these elements together under the Pilates name. These are the Pilates Principles: &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Mind over matter, Breathing, Centering, Concentration, Control, Precision and Fluidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;(to read more: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilates"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilates&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.pilates.com/"&gt;www.pilates.com&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/38353531-2300651411595761893?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2300651411595761893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2300651411595761893&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2300651411595761893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2300651411595761893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/pilates-not-pirates-p.html' title='Pilates'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbhcjNuHKWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qiWw2M_43A0/s72-c/Pilates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-7687348243512532645</id><published>2007-01-24T16:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:45.965+02:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone from Apple...Simply AMAZING!!!</title><content type='html'>iPhone combines three products — a revolutionary mobile phone, a widescreen iPod with touch controls, and a breakthrough Internet communications device with desktop-class email, web browsing, maps, and searching — into one small and lightweight handheld device. iPhone also introduces an entirely new user interface based on a large multi-touch display and pioneering new software, letting you control everything with just your fingers. So it ushers in an era of software power and sophistication never before seen in a mobile device, completely redefining what you can do on a mobile phone.  (from &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;http://www.apple.com/iphone/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbdoCtuHKUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ryZpTC40q64/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbdoCtuHKUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ryZpTC40q64/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023598305197107522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazing, isn't it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/38353531-7687348243512532645?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/7687348243512532645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=7687348243512532645&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7687348243512532645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7687348243512532645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/iphone-from-apple-amazing.html' title='iPhone from Apple...Simply AMAZING!!!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbdoCtuHKUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ryZpTC40q64/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-7660741075936302692</id><published>2007-01-22T10:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:46.232+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found this Pic soooo meaningful, it really describes how can one keeps counting his boring days while being lonely...I'm sure that you might think that I'm so depressed so I'm posting this, But actually NO, I just liked the PIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbR0p7AAYRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uzEMAe_96V8/s1600-h/counting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbR0p7AAYRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uzEMAe_96V8/s400/counting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022767747986120978" border="0" /&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/38353531-7660741075936302692?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/7660741075936302692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=7660741075936302692&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7660741075936302692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7660741075936302692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-found-this-pic-soooo-meaningful-it.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbR0p7AAYRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uzEMAe_96V8/s72-c/counting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3030914182675607323</id><published>2007-01-22T09:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:46.367+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inventory Inventory Inventory Ahhhhhhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Inventory&lt;/span&gt; is a list of goods and materials held available in stock by a business". tayeb mashy this is totally understood, but i don't need to tell what inventory is, i just wanna express my feeling towards holding this annoying task,GIMME A BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE to do inventories, goddammit, and why should i be doing them while we have a computer services department (yaany yeshtaghalo shwaia bel-feloos elly beyakhdoha :p)?! they are the ones who have to take care of these issues, cuz they have to keep track of every machine. bas betkalem fi meen, hena mafeesh tafahom khales, bas to be honest, making inventories is listed in our job description, so la mafar!&lt;br /&gt;The other prob (beside going around to count the Equips.) is that the people- not all of them of course- give a very bad attitude to us (Inventory Guyz), sometimes they act like VIP ppl and we are just slaves for them.El inventory di bahdala, ahhh, i have pity on myself!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways be back after counting the Tech. Equipments that are in use by 200 (gr8, n u know what gr8 means here) persons :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbRywbAAYQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4A1BRPY7wOs/s1600-h/inventory+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbRywbAAYQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4A1BRPY7wOs/s400/inventory+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022765660632015106" border="0" /&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/38353531-3030914182675607323?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3030914182675607323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3030914182675607323&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3030914182675607323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3030914182675607323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/inventory-inventory-inventory-ahhhhhhh.html' title='Inventory Inventory Inventory Ahhhhhhh!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RbRywbAAYQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4A1BRPY7wOs/s72-c/inventory+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3768297214007644347</id><published>2007-01-18T18:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:46.441+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hases be-mosiba gaialy....ya latif ya latif</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ra-lrLAAYLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ayN10X85ftU/s1600-h/%21%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ra-lrLAAYLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ayN10X85ftU/s400/%21%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021414270647165106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why i have this feeling that there is something bad going to be happened - for me i mean :(...I'm frightend but yet in the pose of waiting and watching around- like shaweesh nos el leel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cuz I've loads of things to do (who knows?!)...serious stuff in fact (aal yaany el bent mohema awy :p)...bas really i have so many pending stuff  that have to be done - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;at work and in my personal life as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...or maybe cuz there is nothing wants to go my way...for sure nothing happenes like one exactly wants (i know that so there is no need to tell me) but i have the feeling that these are not my days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm waiting to see what will happen and hopefully I'll be safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray for me (please!), ask about me (if you can!), cuz i need to feel that I'm being remembered!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yalla Rabena yestor, Be well~Peace~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/38353531-3768297214007644347?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3768297214007644347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3768297214007644347&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3768297214007644347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3768297214007644347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/hases-be-mosiba-gaialy.html' title='Hases be-mosiba gaialy....ya latif ya latif'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ra-lrLAAYLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ayN10X85ftU/s72-c/%21%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4269389863414185633</id><published>2007-01-17T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:46.599+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile Smile Smile :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ra4NTLAAYKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F0pbqc0UDzs/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ra4NTLAAYKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F0pbqc0UDzs/s400/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020965257586172066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it nice to be told that you are always "Smiling" and bring The Smile to the place you are in!....ahh that gives you a motivation to go on having a content mood and to keep on making people SMILE :)&lt;br /&gt;Actually this is what I've been told today, and I'm so happy to know that people around me see this in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Coster, M.Thabet you are GREAT! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-4269389863414185633?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4269389863414185633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4269389863414185633&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4269389863414185633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4269389863414185633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/smile-smile-smile.html' title='Smile Smile Smile :)'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ra4NTLAAYKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/F0pbqc0UDzs/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3993563905192738028</id><published>2007-01-16T14:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T15:57:28.277+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever got Phished ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Phishing" It might look a strange word, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's definition in the dictionary is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"phishing |ˈfi sh i ng | noun the activity of defrauding an online account holder of financial information by posing as a legitimate company : [as adj. ] phishing exercises in which criminals create replicas of commercial Web sites."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;In Wikipedia you'll find this as a definition for the word Phishing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"is a criminal activity using social engineering techniques. Phishers attempt to fraudulently acquire sensitive information, such as passwords and credit card details, by masquerading as a trustworthy person or business in an electronic communication. Phishing is typically carried out using email or an instant message, although phone contact has been used as well. Attempts to deal with the growing number of reported phishing incidents include legislation, user training, and technical measures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;For me I've suffered a lot from Phishers,  I've got so many e-mails from Nigerian and Malaysian phishers who were asking me for some kind of bank transformation help with promising a percentage of the money, and some other times I got e-mails that congratulate me for winning a million dollars by random for my IP or e-mail address, and for sure they were asking for my bank account &amp; credit card info. so they can send me the money, Even phones, yeah phishers are attacking the cellular phones as well, i knew so many ppl who have received SMSs with the same concept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyways, as a helping tip, if you need it, now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/phishing-protection/"&gt;FireFox2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; has the solution for that by having the phishing protection in the new version that has been released late last year, it's better than using a separate Anti-Phishing program, so try it if you really want to avoid these types of annoying and dangerous messages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Luck :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-3993563905192738028?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3993563905192738028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3993563905192738028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3993563905192738028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3993563905192738028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/have-you-ever-got-phished.html' title='Have you ever got Phished ?'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5400919987265328810</id><published>2007-01-16T13:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:46.731+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AA Rechargeable Batteries</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen this new rechargeable battery - the USBCELL.&lt;br /&gt;This AA cell can be used in normal battery applications and can be recharged simply by plugging it into any USB port....isn't it GREAT !!  USB  is like a revolution these days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ray2hbAAYJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6Zb80UVg7XA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ray2hbAAYJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6Zb80UVg7XA/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020588369910980754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://usbcell.com/"&gt;http://www.usbcell.com/ &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/38353531-5400919987265328810?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5400919987265328810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5400919987265328810&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5400919987265328810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5400919987265328810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/aa-rechargeable-batteries.html' title='AA Rechargeable Batteries'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/Ray2hbAAYJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6Zb80UVg7XA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-8430809868860642793</id><published>2007-01-16T09:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:20:18.229+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Plato the Greek !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Necessity, who is the mother of invention", I'm quite sure that everyone knows this Quote, it's by a Greek Philosopher called &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato"&gt;Plato&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not posting this to talk about him in details as a philosopher, i just want to share some of his quotes that i really feel that I'm touched with (as I'm so into his quotes and the way he was thinking with), and the most Quotes i like by him are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"If women are expected to do the same work as men, we must teach them the same things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Only the dead have seen the end of war."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;“Good actions give strength to ourselves and inspire good actions in others.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"A hero is born among a hundred, a wise man is found among a thousand, but an accomplished one might not be found even among a hundred thousand men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"Those who are too smart to engage in politics are punished by being governed by those who are dumber."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"There are three classes of men; lovers of wisdom, lovers of honor, and lovers of gain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Love is a serious mental disease."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;"The greatest wealth is to live content with little."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" lang="EN-GB" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-8430809868860642793?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/8430809868860642793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=8430809868860642793&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8430809868860642793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8430809868860642793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/plato-greek.html' title='Plato the Greek !'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5120093302867297643</id><published>2007-01-14T00:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:14:49.394+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Knit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/M6ZjMWLqJvM' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/M6ZjMWLqJvM'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so into 3D animations, actually I wish I can become an animator person one day, anyways the clip I'm posting now is one of my favorites, it's by a company called Anima Vitae Ltd(www.animavitae.fi), it's a Finnish company that has been established in year 2000 with 21 employees, and they are mainly making 3D short animation clips to be used in the commercial business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the clip I'm posting, it's called "THE LAST KNIT", It's the company's 1st short film and it has been produced in year 2005 by Laura Neuvonen, it was selected to compete for the prize of "best European animated short film". It's really nice and funny...enjoy it!&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/38353531-5120093302867297643?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5120093302867297643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5120093302867297643&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5120093302867297643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5120093302867297643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-knit.html' title='The Last Knit'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4709456705811880118</id><published>2007-01-13T18:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:26:07.592+02:00</updated><title type='text'>404 Error - File Not Found (Has it been named after a ROOM?!)</title><content type='html'>I've heard about that the " HTTP 404 Error" has been named after a Room number so I decided to read about this issue to determine whether it's right or not, and here you are what I've read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What's the "404 Error":&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;404 is an HTTP status code. Every time we visit a web page, our computers (the 'clients') are requesting data from a server using HTTP, or Hypertext Transfer Protocol and according to the W3C (World Wide Web Consortium), 404 Not Found is only supposed to be used in cases where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the server cannot find the requested location and is unsure of its status&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What do 404  numbers mean?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common myth holds that the error code was named after a room 404 in the CERN laboratories (The acronym originally stood, in French, for Conseil Européen pour la Recherche Nucléaire - European Council for Nuclear Research), where the World Wide Web was invented. However, Tim Berners-Lee (the Director of the W3C) tells us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;    " I can tell you that Room 404 is not on the fourth floor - the CERN office numbering system doesn't work like that - the first digit usually refers to the *building* number (ie. building 4), and the second two to the office number. But, strangely, there is no room "04" in building "4", the offices start at "410" and work upwards - don't ask me why. Sorry to disappoint you all, but there is no Room 404 in CERN - it simply doesn't exist, and certainly hasn't been preserved as "the place where the web began". In fact, there *is* a display about this, including a model of the first NeXT server, but the whole "Room 404" thing is just a myth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Real Meaning of the Numbers:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;first 4&lt;/span&gt; indicates a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;client error&lt;/span&gt;. The server is saying that you've done something wrong, such as misspell the URL or request a page which is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;middle 0&lt;/span&gt; refers to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;general syntax error&lt;/span&gt;. This could indicate a spelling mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;last 4&lt;/span&gt; just indicates the specific error in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;group of 40x&lt;/span&gt;, which also includes 400: Bad Request, 401: Unauthorized, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So that's all, and there is no room wala ahzanoon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/38353531-4709456705811880118?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4709456705811880118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4709456705811880118&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4709456705811880118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4709456705811880118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/404-error-file-not-found-has-it-been.html' title='404 Error - File Not Found (Has it been named after a ROOM?!)'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3297726126177471625</id><published>2007-01-11T19:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:26:09.345+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Egyptian Food Bank</title><content type='html'>&lt;p:colorscheme colors="#ffffff,#000000,#808080,#000000,#bbe0e3,#333399,#009999,#99cc00"&gt;               &lt;/p:colorscheme&gt;&lt;div shape="_x0000_s1026" class="O"&gt;                           I don't know if any1 has heard about the &lt;a href="http://egyptianfoodbank.com/"&gt;Egyptian Food Bank&lt;/a&gt; or not, but for me I've heard about it last summer and actually I felt very bad to know that we, here in Egypt, are in need of such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;إلى أي مدى ساءت أحوال مصر، أين هي مصر أرض الكنانة، أين هي مصر الأرض التي حباها الله سبحانه وتعالى بالنعم الوفيرة للأسف الناس محو ملامح هذه الأرض الطيبة .طبعا كل الناس ها تقول منهم لله الناس اياهم هما اللي وصلونا لكده، بس طب لحد امتى هانفضل نقول الكلام ده، اللي عايز حاجة المفروض يعمل لها، مش يقعد يشتم ويلعن وبس، المهم انا كل اللي مضايقني ان ربنا حبانا بنعم كتير بس للأسف مالناش نفس نحافظ عليها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;قال تعالى : "و إذ قلتم يا موسى لن نصبر على طعام واحد فادع لنا ربك يخرج لنا مما تنبت الارض من بقلها و قثائها و فومها و عدسها و بصلها قال أتستبدلون الذي هو أدنى بالذي هو خير اهبطوا مصرا فإن لكم ما سألتم" سورة البقرة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;61&lt;/span&gt;‏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From the bank's site&gt;&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;•بنك الطعام هو حلقة الوصل بين من لديه القدرة على العطاء ومن هو في أمس الحاجة اليها لذا فإن البنك يحتاج الى تبرعاتكم حتى يتمكن المحتاج الحقيقي الذي يصعب الوصول اليه من الاستفادة من هذه التبرعات عن طريق إشباع أهم الإحتياجات الأساسية للإنسان وهى درء الجوع، ومن ثم يكون في حقيقة الأمر هذا الفقير المحتاج الغير قادر على العمل أو الكسب والذى يتضور جوعاً هو من يحتاج إليكم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•قد لا يمكنكم الشعور بالتأثير الدائم للإحساس بالجوع ولكن من المؤكد إنه يمكنكم الشعور بتأثير تبرعاتكم على طفل صغير بتخفيفكم لآلامه أو بوضعكم إبتسامة على وجهه بمساعدته على إيجاد قوت يومه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•لذا فإنه بتكاتفكم للقضاء على الجوع ليس فقط تطعمون من هو بأمس الحاجة للطعام ولكنكم تساهمون أيضاً فى تقليل معدل الجريمة و المساعدة فى خلق إنسان مفيد لنفسه و للمجتمع&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/38353531-3297726126177471625?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3297726126177471625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3297726126177471625&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3297726126177471625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3297726126177471625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/egyptian-food-bank.html' title='Egyptian Food Bank'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4622947481277443849</id><published>2007-01-11T11:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:08:31.055+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in Supermen's existence?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you believe in Supermen?!, I think that every girl is waiting for someone to be her superman and to tell her words like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;""I can love you like no one can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I can be your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;just take my hand let's fly away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I promise I'll be there everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;just close your eyes let's start to fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna love you until I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Until the day of my death to my very last breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna love you when no one's left""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually these wonderful words come from a song called&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;  by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Boy&lt;br /&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/38353531-4622947481277443849?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4622947481277443849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4622947481277443849&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4622947481277443849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4622947481277443849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-you-believe-in-supermens-existence.html' title='Do you believe in Supermen&apos;s existence?!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-7293463751854060774</id><published>2007-01-10T16:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:47.105+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life? (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RaX8zq8dVLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4TPeXM9ifL0/s1600-h/colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RaX8zq8dVLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4TPeXM9ifL0/s400/colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018695324405683378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a gift. . . accept it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is an adventure. . . dare it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a mystery. . . unfold it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a game. . . play it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a struggle. . . face it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is beauty. . . praise it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a puzzle. . . solve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is opportunity. . . take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is sorrowful. . . experience it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a song. . . sing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a goal. . . achieve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life is a mission. . . fulfill it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David McNally&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/38353531-7293463751854060774?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/7293463751854060774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=7293463751854060774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7293463751854060774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/7293463751854060774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-is-life.html' title='What is life? (2)'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RaX8zq8dVLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4TPeXM9ifL0/s72-c/colors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4357680977264188534</id><published>2007-01-10T16:02:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T16:09:47.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlook on Life :: Dalai Lama</title><content type='html'>1. Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;2. When you lose don't lose the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;3. Follow the three Rs: Respect for self, Respect for others and Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;4. Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn the rules so you know how to break them properly.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;7. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;8. Spend some time alone every day.&lt;br /&gt;9. Open your arms to change, but don't let go of your values.&lt;br /&gt;10. Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.&lt;br /&gt;11. Live a good, honourable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll be able to enjoy it a second time.&lt;br /&gt;12. A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for your life.&lt;br /&gt;13. In disagreements with loved ones, deal only with the current situation. Don't bring up the past.&lt;br /&gt;14. Share your knowledge. It's a way to achieve immortality.&lt;br /&gt;15. Be gentle with the earth.&lt;br /&gt;16. Once a year, go someplace you've never been before.&lt;br /&gt;17. Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.&lt;br /&gt;18. Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to get it.&lt;br /&gt;19. Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon. I also know that dreams really do come true and you have my Best Wishes and my best efforts in those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-4357680977264188534?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4357680977264188534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4357680977264188534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4357680977264188534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4357680977264188534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/outlook-on-life-dalai-lama.html' title='Outlook on Life :: Dalai Lama'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6113562599813718255</id><published>2007-01-09T11:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:20:24.149+02:00</updated><title type='text'>St.Lucia Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I received an e-mail from one of my Norwegian friends, he was telling me about Norway this winter and how did he spend the Christmas and what were his wishes for it and so on, but  what really attracted me in his e-mail was some kind of a tradition or celebration of a Saint, that take place in Norway, Sweden, Denmark, Finland, Italy, Bosnia and Croatia every year, and this celebration is mostly for young kids, it's so nice :-), and actually while I was reading about it I felt very proud of being Muslim, cuz we have so many great manners and traditions in it...anyways here is what he wrote me :&lt;br /&gt;(For more &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Lucia_Day"&gt;St.Lucia Day&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"Anyway... Let me tell you about a tradition we have. On December 13 we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;celebrate this young girl (21 years old) named Lucia. She lived on a small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;island outside of Italy, and she was killed without reason, so she was made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;a saint. We celebrate her through Sankta Lucia on Dec. 13. Sankta Lucia is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;mostly for young kids. I used to celebrate it when I went to kindergarten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;and primary school. It's not the biggest day of celebration here, so not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;everybody take part in it. In general, kids in the kindergartens and those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;who go to primary school (maybe 7 to 12 years old), celebrate it in some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;way. Often, Sankta Lucia involves visiting old people in old people homes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;give them lussekatter, which are a type of sweet pastry with raisins in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;them. The kids also sing to the old people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thanks Erick :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-6113562599813718255?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6113562599813718255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6113562599813718255&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6113562599813718255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6113562599813718255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/yesterday-ive-received-e-mail-from-one.html' title='St.Lucia Day'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-51740512517950791</id><published>2007-01-08T11:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:47.352+02:00</updated><title type='text'>COMIC LIFE....Mac OSX Tiger</title><content type='html'>I was playing around with an application called "Comic Life", it comes by default with Mac OSX Tiger, it's not a new application but it hasn't been licensed for free before the release of this operating system version, It's quite fun to use and has so many features that can help in creating real Comics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was my test, using some pix I took for Cats...:p &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RaIMPotNtII/AAAAAAAAAHg/8cPSo7lY0Rw/s1600-h/COMIC_TEST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RaIMPotNtII/AAAAAAAAAHg/8cPSo7lY0Rw/s400/COMIC_TEST.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017586397608785026" 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/38353531-51740512517950791?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/51740512517950791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=51740512517950791&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/51740512517950791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/51740512517950791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/comic-lifemac-osx-tiger.html' title='COMIC LIFE....Mac OSX Tiger'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RaIMPotNtII/AAAAAAAAAHg/8cPSo7lY0Rw/s72-c/COMIC_TEST.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3022758658326891208</id><published>2007-01-07T02:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T02:35:09.347+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Things You See During Salat Al  Jummah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/3o6kpCLDMVg' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/3o6kpCLDMVg'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love UMMAH FILMS so much, and i found this video sooo AMAZING! :-)&lt;br /&gt;And YEAH IT HAPPENS!!&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/38353531-3022758658326891208?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3022758658326891208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3022758658326891208&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3022758658326891208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3022758658326891208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/funny-things-you-see-during-salat-al_06.html' title='Funny Things You See During Salat Al  Jummah'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-8859487571660524651</id><published>2007-01-05T19:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:47.545+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The People of the Cave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZ6JS4tNtGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5cgwSrpZsKE/s1600-h/poc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZ6JS4tNtGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5cgwSrpZsKE/s200/poc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016597992489989218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm done reading "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The People of the Cave&lt;/span&gt;" by my favourite writer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tawfiq Al Hakim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In writing "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The People of the Cave&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al Hakim&lt;/span&gt; has taken for his subject matter the Qura'anic story of a group of Christians and their dog who sought refuge from pagan persecution in a cave, where they slept for there three hundred and nine years.&lt;br /&gt;And then he took us into the argument of living and the real meaning of existence, the most thing i adored in this written play is how he dealt with the relation between &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;, and that love sometimes stands still infront of having time as an obstacle, but at the end &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al Hakim&lt;/span&gt; shows us that Love can defeat Time, and that Life cannot defeat Love by taking souls, Love remains till forever, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Hovers over the Mountains like a butterfly over Flowers!&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i like Al Hakim so much, and i've read so many of his conversational "plays" work, but this is the first time for me to read an into english translated work for him, and i have to admit that the translator &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahmoud El Lozy&lt;/span&gt; is more than great, he has done great job, he translated with keeping the meaning and senses in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-8859487571660524651?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/8859487571660524651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=8859487571660524651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8859487571660524651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8859487571660524651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/people-of-cave.html' title='The People of the Cave!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZ6JS4tNtGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5cgwSrpZsKE/s72-c/poc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6301300418925322231</id><published>2007-01-04T18:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:47.761+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZ1VmfLKfDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GDuEItcQQ_c/s1600-h/Soul_Astray_by_cosmosue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZ1VmfLKfDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GDuEItcQQ_c/s200/Soul_Astray_by_cosmosue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016259679652314162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was Standing on a top of Heaven's Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soaring high in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming into the world of my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be alone...without her&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to run away, to find the escape&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to abandon her&lt;br /&gt;But i've failed....yea there is no way out to be away of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever i go ... she follows&lt;br /&gt;Whatever i say ... she listens&lt;br /&gt;She controls me&lt;br /&gt;Whispers inside ( i can hear)&lt;br /&gt;And i can't refuse doing what she tells&lt;br /&gt;She knows my secrets&lt;br /&gt;My deepest and darkest ones&lt;br /&gt;I feel her pain, she does too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear of her&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't she leave&lt;br /&gt;Why does she insist on being within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she a part of me?!&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't she ever give up?!&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't she ever leave or let me leave?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, She wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is me, and i'm her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't chosen her, and she hasn't too&lt;br /&gt;It's our destiny to be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and Myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/38353531-6301300418925322231?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6301300418925322231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6301300418925322231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6301300418925322231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6301300418925322231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZ1VmfLKfDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GDuEItcQQ_c/s72-c/Soul_Astray_by_cosmosue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-6477650176955306264</id><published>2007-01-01T09:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:48.124+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy...Happy...Happy everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Eid!....Happy New Year!.....Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe up every sadness...Smile to the Bright Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish U Gr8 Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZhEIfLKfCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_0eAxEe-zCQ/s1600-h/42-15323433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZhEIfLKfCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_0eAxEe-zCQ/s200/42-15323433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014833097675013154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/38353531-6477650176955306264?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/6477650176955306264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=6477650176955306264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6477650176955306264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/6477650176955306264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy...Happy...Happy everything'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZhEIfLKfCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_0eAxEe-zCQ/s72-c/42-15323433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-8001627664301379053</id><published>2006-12-28T21:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:31:17.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>تلبية نداء الله لحجاج بيته الكريم</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;تلبية الحج كما كان يلبي النبي صلى الله عليه وسلم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لبيك اللهم لبيك، لبيك لا شريك لك لبيك، إن الحمد والنعمة لك والملك ، لا شريك لك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;عندما تكون وقفة عرفات موافقة ليوم جمعة ، فإن الحجة بسبعة أضعاف&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/38353531-8001627664301379053?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/8001627664301379053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=8001627664301379053&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8001627664301379053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/8001627664301379053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_28.html' title='تلبية نداء الله لحجاج بيته الكريم'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5844921924381326186</id><published>2006-12-27T01:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:49.578+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Haneen....but what to?</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling Haneen to something for a very long time, and I couldn't know what exactly do I miss, why this feeling is surrounding me, maybe I miss someone, maybe something or maybe a habit I used to do?!I just couldn't figure out...&lt;br /&gt;Untill I found myself remembering faces &amp; places I used to see, yeah 9 years of my life have poped up infront of my eyes, these were the 9 years I lived in Saudi Arabia, Riyadh, Olaya Street...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG3LsguJUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d2SlxrRgxUQ/s1600-h/olaya_Flats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG3LsguJUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d2SlxrRgxUQ/s200/olaya_Flats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012989271794918722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this is where i used to live, Olaya Street)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Miss every face, evey place&lt;br /&gt;I Miss every scent of perfumes coming out of the beauty shops&lt;br /&gt;I Miss the scent of Aoud, Misk and Anbar&lt;br /&gt;Those were my greatest days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG5wMguJXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Xli9MKV_4s8/s1600-h/KFC_Olaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG5wMguJXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Xli9MKV_4s8/s200/KFC_Olaya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012992097883399538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Olaya St., KFC &amp; Jarrir Book store &gt; Great outings!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG6DsguJYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YyfqRsXsstw/s1600-h/AlAkariahI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG6DsguJYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YyfqRsXsstw/s200/AlAkariahI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012992432890848642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Akkariah Mall&gt; The greatest mall ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG_JMguJZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QcfViBDnu58/s1600-h/1324012-Riyadh_Airport_Interior-Riyadh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG_JMguJZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QcfViBDnu58/s200/1324012-Riyadh_Airport_Interior-Riyadh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012998024938268050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(King Khaled's AirPort)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See the marvelous side from KSA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Nice Pix for Saudi Arabia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://skyscrapercity.com/showthread.php?t=299268&amp;page=4"&gt;http://skyscrapercity.com/showthread.php?t=299268&amp;amp;page=4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-5844921924381326186?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5844921924381326186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5844921924381326186&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5844921924381326186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5844921924381326186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/haneenbut-what-to.html' title='Haneen....but what to?'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RZG3LsguJUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/d2SlxrRgxUQ/s72-c/olaya_Flats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1638396488699782699</id><published>2006-12-25T15:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:51.106+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RY_Tz8guJOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Uo98PKyuKmA/s1600-h/The_question_is_by_Natushi12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RY_Tz8guJOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Uo98PKyuKmA/s200/The_question_is_by_Natushi12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012457799656809698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week, my little brother (11 years old, Satta Ibtedae'y) came from school to tell us that he has to do a paper about (ATFAL EL SHAWARE'), and that he has to get it done and to hand it in to one of his teachers (i think the social studies one) before the end of this semester (which means that he has only one week to be finished with it). To be honest, i told him to forget about it and to concentrate only on his studies as he is having his mid-term exams soon, but he screamed at my face telling me "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DO YOU WANT ME TO GET FAILD&lt;/span&gt;", sure I'm NOT, that's why i'm telling you to study well instead of wasting time on this useful-less paper, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But it's a must do paper and all of the students have to do it, not only in my school, but in all the schools under (Edaret El Maadi El Ta'aleemia)&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually what he said had driven me crazy cuz of several reasons: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 What a weird topic to be chosen! (Atfal El Shaware'), i know that it's a real prob nowadays, but why now? what's the use of making a paper about it in the elementary level?, and how to get it done?, what could be the references for it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 what the Educational ppl are thinking of? maybe raising the awareness of the strange phenomenon that we have now in Egypt, which is ATFAL EL SHAWARE' And AL TORBINI (i'm sure that you all have heard about his way of raping and killing kids- specially atfal el shaware').If so, i think that this awareness has to be delivered to parents not to KIDS...what's the point?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 what a killing timing they've chosen!! before the end the semester with one week!!&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/38353531-1638396488699782699?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1638396488699782699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1638396488699782699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1638396488699782699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1638396488699782699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-heck.html' title='What&apos;s going on ?!'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RY_Tz8guJOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Uo98PKyuKmA/s72-c/The_question_is_by_Natushi12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4835117977181598126</id><published>2006-12-25T01:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:51.334+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of a Salesman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RY8UXMguJNI/AAAAAAAAADw/z15jLzAFY-w/s1600-h/death_salesman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RY8UXMguJNI/AAAAAAAAADw/z15jLzAFY-w/s200/death_salesman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012247299014665426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Death of a Salesman)&lt;/span&gt; is what i'm reading now....it is a 1949&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; play&lt;/span&gt;, nearly the same age as my dad's :), its written by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arthur Miller&lt;/span&gt; and is considered a classic of American theater.&lt;br /&gt;Viewed by many as a caustic attack on the American Dream of achieving wealth and success without regard for principle….&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;more to be followed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-4835117977181598126?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4835117977181598126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4835117977181598126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4835117977181598126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4835117977181598126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/death-of-salesman.html' title='Death of a Salesman'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RY8UXMguJNI/AAAAAAAAADw/z15jLzAFY-w/s72-c/death_salesman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1959736824245056266</id><published>2006-12-22T20:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:51.788+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYwp7MguI6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/vVYISuFLtJ0/s1600-h/Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYwp7MguI6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/vVYISuFLtJ0/s200/Life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011426582304007074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--- Life ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What is life?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;Life is just…life.&lt;br /&gt;It starts, and it ends.&lt;br /&gt;But what is it like?&lt;br /&gt;It’s not like time. Time cannot be stopped. Life can.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it’s like a river. Rivers can be controlled. Life can be controlled.&lt;br /&gt;So is life like a river? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not like a river, and it’s not like time…&lt;br /&gt;What is life? What is it like?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’d say…&lt;br /&gt;Life is whatever you want it to be. Good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;No one else can make you change how your life is except you.&lt;br /&gt;The question now is…&lt;br /&gt;What DO you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; by ~ProminenceFlare&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/38353531-1959736824245056266?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1959736824245056266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1959736824245056266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1959736824245056266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1959736824245056266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-by-prominenceflare.html' title='What is life?'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYwp7MguI6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/vVYISuFLtJ0/s72-c/Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-116680454444885878</id><published>2006-12-22T18:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:16:30.338+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Wiki-ing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;What does Wiki mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&gt;&gt;Wiki &lt;/b&gt;is a type of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_site" title="Web site"&gt;Web site&lt;/a&gt; that allows the visitors themselves to easily add, remove, and otherwise &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edit" title="Edit"&gt;edit&lt;/a&gt; and change some available content, sometimes without the need for registration. This ease of interaction and operation makes a wiki an effective tool for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Collaborative_writing" title="Collaborative writing"&gt;collaborative authoring.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Where can you start creating your own Wiki?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Create your own WIKI now with &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/"&gt;www.wikihow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/"&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pbwiki.com/"&gt;www.pbwiki.com&lt;/a&gt; , you still can look for more :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-116680454444885878?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/116680454444885878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=116680454444885878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/116680454444885878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/116680454444885878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/go-wiki-ing.html' title='Go Wiki-ing...'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-4165805484159647922</id><published>2006-12-11T00:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:52.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wadi Degla Protectorate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxeiMguJAI/AAAAAAAAABM/PA7bSXI1gng/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxeiMguJAI/AAAAAAAAABM/PA7bSXI1gng/s200/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011484426923549698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxeCsguI_I/AAAAAAAAABE/QI3i2Lm9dBo/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxdpsguI-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-PxbnW4g5yE/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxdpsguI-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-PxbnW4g5yE/s200/34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011483456260940770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Early Dec. 06, i went with my friends to "Wadi Degla Protectorate" for the first time (Thank you guys it has been an amazing outing), it has been really amazing to see a huge area of limestones all over the place for a very wide range of distance....Here you are some info. about this Natural protectorate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Date of Announcement : 1999&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Area : 60 km2&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Type : Desert lands protected area&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Distance from Cairo : 10 km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadi Degla is one of the important valleys which extend from east to west with a length of 30 km. It passes through the limestone rocks that had remained in the marine environment during the Eocene Epoch in the eastern desert (60 million years). Therefore, it is rich with fossils. The height of these rocks alongside the valley is around 50 m. A group of valleys flew into this valley. The valley has a group of animals including mammals like dear, taital, mountain rabits, red fox, feather tailed rat, oviparous, barbed rat, little tailed bat and others. Among the insects there are and many others. 18 species of reptiles have been recorded. The rain water dropping from the waterfalls affected the limestone rocks along the years and formed the so called canyon Degla, which resembles the Grand Canyon in the U.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-4165805484159647922?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/4165805484159647922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=4165805484159647922&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4165805484159647922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/4165805484159647922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/wadi-degla-protected.html' title='Wadi Degla Protectorate'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxeiMguJAI/AAAAAAAAABM/PA7bSXI1gng/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-3458758050133950983</id><published>2006-12-08T02:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:52.590+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheikh Imam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYzf1sguJEI/AAAAAAAAACE/mY6V2P-6KdA/s1600-h/2999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYzf1sguJEI/AAAAAAAAACE/mY6V2P-6KdA/s200/2999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011626598930981954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've never heard about "Al Sheikh Imam" till one of my friends told me about him (and i'm so thankful for that!), this man has a wonderful collection of songs, and most of them (or maybe all actually i'm not sure) are written by Ahmed Fouad Negm, these songs describe how life was going in the old days but the strange thing is these songs are like they were written for the days we are living now, they describe what exactly going on these days, although that i'm not a big fan of Ahmed Fouad Negm (cuz of a religion issue) but i can not deny that he has a very deep vision in everything he writes, and he has the ability of saying what all the people really feel deep inside and afraid to say loudly, he writes in slang the daily life language that anyone can understand, with the language that affects the soul and hits the thoughts directly, anyways i'll leave you reading one of Al Sheikh Imam's wonderful songs "Botikat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;بتكات -الشيخ إمام و أشعار أحمد فؤاد نجم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;شبيك لبيك فتح مخك &gt;&gt; لبيك شبيك غمض عينك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;حتقفّل مخك ح نطخك &gt;&gt; ونلوشك لو تفتح عينك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ركب قرنين تركب مازدا &gt;&gt; وتعيش سلطان في البرواز دا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مش عاجبك فالجبنه الفازده &gt;&gt; والعيش والفول والكرَّات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا حلاوه الناوه كوا الناوه &gt;&gt; يا بلدنا يا آخر فتاكات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بوتيكات النات كوا النَّات &gt;&gt; وشقق مفروشه وعمولات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا حلاوه الناوه كوا الناوه &gt;&gt; يا بلدنا يا آخر فتاكات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بوتيكات النات كوا النات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مين فيكوا ما يعرفش عليوه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;شيّال المينا الكحيان &gt;&gt; في ثواني اتمول واتحول&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بقي مسيو عليوه عليَّان&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;إزاي؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ما هي بوظه ومفتوحه &gt;&gt; على حس ولاد المفضوحه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وأرانب صاحيه ومدبوحه &gt;&gt; تتأستك تبع البنوكات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا حلاوه الناوه كوا الناوه &gt;&gt; يا بلدنا يا آخر فتكات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بوتيكات النات كوا النَّات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;حتقول الفقرا ومشاكلهم &gt;&gt; دي مسائل عايزه التفانين&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وأنا رأيي نحلها رباني &gt;&gt; ونموّت كل الجعانين&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وبهذا ما حدش ح يجوع&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لو نعلن هذا المشروع &gt;&gt; وح نقفل هذا الموضوع&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;نهائياً ونعيش في تبات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا حلاوه الناوه كوا والناوه &gt;&gt; يا بلدنا يا آخر فتكات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بوتيكات النات كوا النات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://chaykh.imam.free.fr/"&gt;Click here to listen &amp;amp; read more about Al Skeikh Imam&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.sawari.com/emam_main.shtml"&gt;www.sawari.com/emam_main.shtml &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/38353531-3458758050133950983?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/3458758050133950983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=3458758050133950983&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3458758050133950983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/3458758050133950983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='Sheikh Imam'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYzf1sguJEI/AAAAAAAAACE/mY6V2P-6KdA/s72-c/2999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-2105660099671663838</id><published>2006-12-01T20:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:52.782+02:00</updated><title type='text'>World AIDS Day&gt;&gt; Do we have to put the ribbon on?</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/_WknNWNdchkc/RYx4i8guJDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rcv37azJFDM/s1600-h/egypt-arts-culture-events-world-aids-day-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYx4i8guJDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rcv37azJFDM/s320/egypt-arts-culture-events-world-aids-day-image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011513027110773810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;World AIDS Day was originally organised by UNAIDS, who chose the theme after consultation with other organisations. However, in 2005 UNAIDS handed over responsibility for World AIDS Day to an independent organisation known as &lt;a title="world aids campaign website" class="externallink" target="_blank" href="http://www.worldaidscampaign.info/"&gt;The World AIDS Campaign&lt;/a&gt; (WAC). The WAC’s slogan for their work is "Stop AIDS: Keep the Promise", which is an appeal to governments, policy makers and regional health authorities to ensure that they meet the many targets that have been set in the fight against HIV and AIDS. This campaign will run until 2010, with a related theme chosen for World AIDS Day each year............. &lt;a href="http://www.avert.org/worldaid.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;read more&lt;/span&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/38353531-2105660099671663838?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/2105660099671663838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=2105660099671663838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2105660099671663838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/2105660099671663838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/12/world-aids-day-was-originally-organised.html' title='World AIDS Day&gt;&gt; Do we have to put the ribbon on?'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYx4i8guJDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rcv37azJFDM/s72-c/egypt-arts-culture-events-world-aids-day-image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1859292757964136664</id><published>2006-11-12T21:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:53.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYwwHMguI7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NMuo7Tj4GVU/s1600-h/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYwwHMguI7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NMuo7Tj4GVU/s320/ShowLetter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011433385532203954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Beautifully Stated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-1859292757964136664?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1859292757964136664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1859292757964136664&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1859292757964136664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1859292757964136664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/11/beautifully-stated-as-we-grow-up-we.html' title=''/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYwwHMguI7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/NMuo7Tj4GVU/s72-c/ShowLetter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-5396353267823871115</id><published>2006-10-25T21:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:53.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN Millennium Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxDJsguI9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/NsP4ELefY0M/s1600-h/un-mdg-bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxDJsguI9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/NsP4ELefY0M/s320/un-mdg-bar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011454319202804690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Millennium Development Goals (MDGs) are the world's time-bound and quantified targets for addressing extreme poverty in its many dimensions-income poverty, hunger, disease, lack of adequate shelter, and exclusion-while promoting gender equality, education, and environmental sustainability. They are also basic human rights-the rights of each person on the planet to health, education, shelter, and security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Egypt there was some kind of an activity to spread and widen the knowledge about these Goals, by having falokas (small boats) floating down the Nile from upper Egypt towards Cairo and Giza, passing through several governerates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="98%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;                             &lt;tr&gt;                               &lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;                                   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left" width="43"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg1.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal1"&gt;Goal 1: Eradicate Extreme Hunger and Poverty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg2.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal2"&gt;Goal 2: Achieve Universal Primary Education&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg3.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal3"&gt;Goal 3: Promote Gender Equality and Empower Women&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg4.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal4"&gt;Goal 4: Reduce Child Mortality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg5.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal5"&gt;Goal 5: Improve Maternal Health&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal6"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg6.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal6"&gt;Goal 6: Combat HIV/AIDS, Malaria and other diseases&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal7"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg7.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal7"&gt;Goal 7: Ensure Environmental Sustainability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                   &lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/pics/goals/mdg8.gif" border="0" height="40" width="43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unmillenniumproject.org/goals/goals02.htm#goal8"&gt;Goal 8: Develop a Global Partnership for Development&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-5396353267823871115?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/5396353267823871115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=5396353267823871115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5396353267823871115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/5396353267823871115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/10/un-millennium-project-millennium.html' title='UN Millennium Project'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxDJsguI9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/NsP4ELefY0M/s72-c/un-mdg-bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38353531.post-1775166703367139595</id><published>2006-08-08T22:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:53.818+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Picture of Dorian Gray</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/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxBQMguI8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3bRkmFducYA/s1600-h/0375751513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxBQMguI8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3bRkmFducYA/s320/0375751513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011452231848698818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nowadays I'm living between the lines of Oscar Wilde's only novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray, the novel tells of a young man named Dorian Gray, the subject of a painting by artist Basil Hallward. Dorian is selected for his remarkable physical beauty, and Basil becomes strongly infatuated with Dorian, believing that his beauty is responsible for a new mode of art. Talking in Basil's garden, Dorian meets Lord Henry Wotton, a friend of Basil's, and becomes enthralled by Lord Henry's world view. Espousing a new kind of hedonism, Lord Henry suggests that the only thing worth pursuing in life is beauty, and the fulfillment of the senses. Realising that one day his beauty will fade, Dorian cries out, wishing that the portrait Basil has painted of him would age rather than himself. Dorian's wish is fulfilled, subsequently plunging him into a sequence of debauched acts. The portrait serves as a reminder of the effect each act has upon his soul, each sin being displayed as a new sign of aging on the portrait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38353531-1775166703367139595?l=myrasakr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/feeds/1775166703367139595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38353531&amp;postID=1775166703367139595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1775166703367139595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38353531/posts/default/1775166703367139595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myrasakr.blogspot.com/2006/08/picture-of-dorian-gray-nowadays-im.html' title='The Picture of Dorian Gray'/><author><name>~Myra~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11800123298766850174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WknNWNdchkc/SIuYPzCUNcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rEYG0T4ke8E/S220/em011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WknNWNdchkc/RYxBQMguI8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/3bRkmFducYA/s72-c/0375751513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
