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A difficult question to answer because I’m not really sure .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-5223157351542573890</id><published>2011-12-16T13:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T13:02:58.722+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span dir="RTL" lang="AR-EG" style="font-family: 'Microsoft Uighur'; font-size: 22pt;"&gt;إنتقي مدخلات حياتك ، إنتقي أصدقائك ، ما تقرأ و ما تشاهد ، ما سترتدي ، ماستأكله ، و ما ستشربه .. ما ستزوره من أماكن ..ما ستشارك به العالم من أنشطة ..اصنع عالمك الخاص و في نفس الوقت إجعل هذا العالم يؤثر في عوالم الآخرين المحيطةبحيث لا تنعزل .. وفي نفس الوقت لا تكن كالريشة في مهب الريح تحركك الظروف ..فتثقل كاهلك وتمرضك .. تأخذك من نفسك .. و تسلب منك عمرك .. إذا انتبهت لكل مايدخل حياتك و مررته على فلترك الخاص ( الذي ستشكله لنفسك الآن) .. ستكون مخرجاتحياتك سلام نفسي و إطمئنان و صحة و ضحكة من القلب و مشاعر سليمة و قدرة علىالإبداع &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="RTL" lang="AR-EG" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22pt;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span dir="RTL" lang="AR-EG" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; 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line-height: 115%;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR" style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height: 115%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;كل هذه الأحزاب الكثيرة لم تزدنا إلا تفرقة و ضعفا و كل يزعق بما يراه من وجهة نظره هو الصحيح و نسينا توحدنا أيام الثورة، يجب أن ننهي مرحاة الأنا و نبدأ في إستخدام كلمة نحن، ألسنا نريد الرفعة لهذا الوطن؟، من منا لايريد الحرية و الكرامة و التقدم والرقي؟ ألسنا نريد أن نرى أولادنا و أولادهم يعيشون مرفوعي الرأس موفوري الكرامة في مجتمع يسوده العدل والأخلاق ، يتنفسون هواء نظيفا و يعمرون  وطنهم و تكون مصر منبرا للأمل و الحضارة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR" style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 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 &lt;/span&gt;نتفرق و نغرق في بحر من الظلم و الطغيان و الهوان أكثر مما كان. و رسالة لكل الأحزاب و القوة السياسية فإما أن تتحدوا أو إما أن تغرقوا و تغرقوا مصر معكم و سيذكركم التاريخ بأنكم أضعتم ليست مصر فقط و لكن هذه الأمة بأسرها. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR" style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/12776243-9100407967063927904?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/9100407967063927904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=9100407967063927904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/9100407967063927904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/9100407967063927904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2011/09/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-2794344626606953283</id><published>2010-04-19T03:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T04:00:31.728+02:00</updated><title type='text'>أنا الإنسان</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;كلمات الشاعر كريم العراقي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;اغنية أنا الإنسان ديانا حداد.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;أنا الأنسان والنسيان ثوبي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; أنا وكلمة أنا أول ذنوبي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; طالب العدل ولو كمن مظلوم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; وإظلم لو كنت ببرج عالي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; مكاني كله عل كتافي رفعته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; والبيت اللي على كتافي رفعني&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; كم غصن بيدي وثمر قطعته&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ولحم طير البراري ما شبع&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; إذا أملك القوة أنسى عقلي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; إذا أملك المال أستعبد أهلي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; وإذا شيّبت أكره همة الشباب&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; وإذا أمّنت أنسي اللي ورا الأبواب&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; وقت الخطأ أدفع غيري للنار&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; لا أقتنع ولا أشبع كيف ما صار&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; أريد الأرض كل الأرض ملكي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; وأنا اللي يكفيني منها بضعة أشبار&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; بهمسلك في إذنك أنا مثلك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; يمهلك ربي لا ما يهملك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ما أظلمك يا إنسان ما أقساك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; من هالدنيا إش رح تآخذ غي الموت معاك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; تراب بتراب وإيش نسّاك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/12776243-2794344626606953283?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/2794344626606953283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=2794344626606953283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/2794344626606953283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/2794344626606953283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='أنا الإنسان'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-8366882018688581512</id><published>2009-01-24T01:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T03:56:27.317+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack Obama Inauguration Full Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;p    style="margin: 0in;font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;color:black;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Very inspirational speech by Obama, the question is he up to it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p    style="margin:0in;font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;color:black;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the answer after nearly 4 yrs is ...................................NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"My fellow citizens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and co-operation he has shown throughout this transition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land - a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America - they will be met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation:  the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted - for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things - some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labour, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and travelled across oceans in search of a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and ploughed the hard earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Our capacity remains undiminished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions - that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act - not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions - who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them - that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works - whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programmes will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account - to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day - because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control - and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favours only the prosperous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our Gross Domestic Product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart - not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;As for our common defence, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort - even greater co-operation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the spectre of a warming planet. We will not apologise for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defence, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness.  We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West - know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honour them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment - a moment that will define a generation - it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends - honesty and hard work, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism - these things are old. These things are true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths.  What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility - a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is the price and the promise of citizenship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is the source of our confidence - the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed - why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled.  In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive ... that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;   font-family:Verdana;font-size:9.75pt;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations."&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/12776243-8366882018688581512?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/8366882018688581512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=8366882018688581512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/8366882018688581512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/8366882018688581512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2009/01/barack-obama-inauguration-full-speech.html' title='Barack Obama Inauguration Full Speech'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-4189489635004947558</id><published>2007-10-19T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T21:54:15.995+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Coming Back To Life" PINK FLOYD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when I was burned and broken&lt;br /&gt;While the days slipped by from my window watching&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when I was hurt and helpless&lt;br /&gt;Because the things you say and the things you do surround me&lt;br /&gt;While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words&lt;br /&gt;Dying to believe in what you heard&lt;br /&gt;I was staring straight into the shining sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in thought and lost in time&lt;br /&gt;While the seeds of lifeand the seeds of change were planted&lt;br /&gt;Outside the rain fell dark and slow&lt;br /&gt;While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime&lt;br /&gt;I took a heavenly ride through our silence&lt;br /&gt;I knew the moment had arrived&lt;br /&gt;For killing the past and coming back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a heavenly ride through our silence&lt;br /&gt;I knew the waiting had begun&lt;br /&gt;And headed straight..into the shining sun&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/12776243-4189489635004947558?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/4189489635004947558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=4189489635004947558&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/4189489635004947558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/4189489635004947558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2007/10/coming-back-to-life-pink-floyd.html' title='&quot;Coming Back To Life&quot; PINK FLOYD'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-5101415976403910919</id><published>2007-10-03T17:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:19:26.169+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Collide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;when we collide we loose our selves , so true&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When I came here there was more.&lt;br /&gt;Now I've come back to destroy,&lt;br /&gt;And I've got nothing left,&lt;br /&gt;And it's a shame what we've become,&lt;br /&gt;When we hurt the ones we love,&lt;br /&gt;And it's a place I can not go,&lt;br /&gt;Anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sNA_ZStOkak/RwOx0_9qkdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WPchc0ipuWo/s1600-h/Fullview_Planets+Collide30200728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sNA_ZStOkak/RwOx0_9qkdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WPchc0ipuWo/s320/Fullview_Planets+Collide30200728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117129125704405458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we collide we lose ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;When we collide we break in two,&lt;br /&gt;And as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard mistake.&lt;br /&gt;When we collide,&lt;br /&gt;We break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cold comes crashing down,&lt;br /&gt;And the fight lost what it's about.&lt;br /&gt;I could tell that you'd left.&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame what we've become,&lt;br /&gt;When we hurt the ones we love.&lt;br /&gt;It's a place I can not go,&lt;br /&gt;Anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we collide we lose ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;When we collide we break in two,&lt;br /&gt;And as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard mistake.&lt;br /&gt;When we collide,&lt;br /&gt;When we collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard mistake,&lt;br /&gt;When we collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;When we collide we lose ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;When we collide we break in two,&lt;br /&gt;And as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard mistake,&lt;br /&gt;When we collide,&lt;br /&gt;When we collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard mistake,&lt;br /&gt;When we collide, we break,&lt;br /&gt;We break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Dishwalla Collide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&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/12776243-5101415976403910919?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/5101415976403910919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=5101415976403910919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/5101415976403910919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/5101415976403910919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2007/10/collide.html' title='Collide'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sNA_ZStOkak/RwOx0_9qkdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WPchc0ipuWo/s72-c/Fullview_Planets+Collide30200728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-5475940431014456786</id><published>2007-09-21T17:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T17:32:21.339+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nice full of hope song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hello, good morning, how ya do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;What makes your rising sun so new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I could use a fresh beginning too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;All of my regrets are nothing new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So this is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;that I say that I need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;That I'm learning to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm learning to crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm finding that You and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You alone can break my fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm living again, awake and alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hello, good morning, how ya been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yesterday left my head kicked in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;class style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I never thought I could fall like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Never knew that I could hurt this bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm learning to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm learning to crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm finding that You and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You alone can break my fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm living again, awake and alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So this is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;that I say that I need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;That I say I love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;That I say I'm Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Switchfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;; Learning To Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-5475940431014456786?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/5475940431014456786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=5475940431014456786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/5475940431014456786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/5475940431014456786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2007/09/nice-full-of-hope-song-hello-good.html' title=''/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-116441266546986049</id><published>2006-11-25T01:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:57:45.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2861/1098/1600/465094/992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2861/1098/320/971291/992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;اللهم اجعل خشيتك أخوف الأشياء لدينا، واجعل حبك أحب الأشياء إلينا، وما أعطيتنا مما نحب فاجعله قوة لنا فيما تحب، وما زويت عنا مما نحب فاجعله فراغا لنا فيما تحب، اللهم بارك لنا فيما قُدر لنا حتى لا نحب تأخير ما عجلت ولا تعجيل ما أخرت، ولا تذهب طلبنا إلى شيء صرفته عنا، واجعل غنانا في أنفسنا، واجعل رغبتنا فيما عندك&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a tabindex="1" href="javascript:MP(" type="r')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a tabindex="1" href="javascript:MP(" type="ra')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a tabindex="1" href="javascript:MP(" type="f')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I I got this prayer in an email &amp;i though it is so delicate &amp;amp; Fulfilling,  May God grant us all his blessings &amp;amp; mercy&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/12776243-116441266546986049?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.learnquran.mohdy.com' title='Pray'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/116441266546986049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=116441266546986049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116441266546986049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116441266546986049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/11/pray.html' title='Pray'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-116055007230528555</id><published>2006-10-11T08:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:04:26.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'>For Granted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/Up%20and%20Down%20redux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/Up%20and%20Down%20redux.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can we take someone or something for granted ?&lt;br /&gt;Can we feel secure about him\her ?&lt;br /&gt;Probably not cause nothing stays constant or for sure .we must always be ready ,give, put effort, develop &amp; evolve .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is relation wise , work wise , religion wise &amp;amp; generally life wise , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;As a fact if your not going up then your are falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-116055007230528555?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/116055007230528555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=116055007230528555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116055007230528555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116055007230528555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-granted.html' title='For Granted'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-116054988049277788</id><published>2006-10-11T08:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:58:00.493+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it mean ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/decision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/decision.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A few weeks ago I lost something of special importance .I bought it as a reminder of a decision I promised myself I would never break .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does life send us signs or is it simply our mood drifts playing tricks on us ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came to think about it I found out that I had broken the promise I made to myself although I said I would never would. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it coincidence or is it fate sending me signs I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-116054988049277788?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/116054988049277788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=116054988049277788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116054988049277788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116054988049277788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-does-it-mean.html' title='What does it mean ?'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-116054961529644238</id><published>2006-10-11T08:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:56:41.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Men &amp; women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/DBI0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/DBI0026.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God almighty created us in pairs so it is the same basis whether a woman/man seeks a man/woman. It’s a number of criteria which reflects who we are .these criteria are either material or virtual wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are men a pack of wolves seeking beauty &amp; the physical part, Ya in some cases but any average minded man knows that beauty fades away &amp;amp; might in fact be a curse . From the physical part a man needs to like his partner &amp; that is easy &amp;amp; in fact is only a small part of what he needs &amp; Is also important for the woman .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us disregard the man versus the woman concept &amp;amp; ideology &amp; look at it from a pure personality perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally we all need a respecting supportive personality cherishing loving personality capable of sharing &amp;amp; self development not a self centered &amp; consuming type .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we find this personality ?&lt;br /&gt;It’s simply we seek the criteria not the person .seek religion not only as rituals but as morals &amp;amp; concepts as a 1st step , then a common aim in life what do u both want in the end .Followed by that is the stage of putting effort ,making bilateral compromises &amp; being ready to give before taking .&lt;br /&gt;With the previous criteria present compatibility is created &amp;amp; love is born in a very rich environment &amp; the small plant becomes a strong &amp;amp;amp; beautiful tree ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a tree of life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-116054961529644238?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/116054961529644238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=116054961529644238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116054961529644238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/116054961529644238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/10/men-women.html' title='Men &amp; women'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-115075538712359100</id><published>2006-06-20T01:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:25:51.820+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't write</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been a while since I wrote anything .I think it  is a combination of being too busy &amp; consumed in alot of events that took place ,it has left me so unfocused, unable to write, unable to accomplish .I've got alot to say but I just can't get it done so till then ..........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-115075538712359100?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/115075538712359100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=115075538712359100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/115075538712359100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/115075538712359100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-cant-write.html' title='I can&apos;t write'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-114059268341113453</id><published>2006-02-22T09:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:18:03.426+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/image10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/image10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Putting the pieces together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A lot of major events r happening around us &amp; in a very strange sequence .it makes me think ,hey what’s happening. The tragic death of about 1000 people in the sinking of the salam ferry , the Danish cartoons of the Prophet Muhammad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;صلى الله عليه وسلم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.&amp;amp; the controversy &amp; rage it caused , The impending pandemic of the avian H5N1 strain of bird flu &amp; its expected transformation into a human influenza virus , how people united as one in encouraging the Egyptian soccer team in the African cup league not being able to do so in more relevant things ,All the upraising events in the Palestinian ,Iraq &amp;amp; Iran issues. The pieces of the puzzle r coming together ,But r we too blind to see it Or are we too stupid to understand it . If we want to blame anyone then it’s ourselves for being so passive &amp; negative not anyone else. At least the American, the Danish , The Israelis &amp;amp; the European union knows what they want &amp; are taking steps to achieve it ,supporting each other against us even if it is unfair or wrong. What r we doing either being passive or individual or minor group reactions which r too weak to do major actions .Those who are afraid &amp; are being passive is it that you don’t cae or is it because u r afraid ,afraid of what ? ………..death well it isn’t so bad in the end &amp;amp; look to those who died in that ferry ,look to all those who will die in the impending pandemic ,those who died in car accidents or disease .I might die today ,u might die tomorrow who knows. well if it is death anyway well what’s there to be afraid of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.تعددت الأسباب و الموت واحد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“United we stand divided we fall”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lets all be one hand before it is too late stop thinking about You &amp;amp; start thinking about us I end my talk with some versus from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Holy Quran&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;( )لَهُ مُعَقِّبَاتٌ مِنْ بَيْنِ يَدَيْهِ وَمِنْ خَلْفِهِ يَحْفَظُونَهُ مِنْ أَمْرِ اللَّهِ إِنَّ اللَّهَ لا يُغَيِّرُ مَا بِقَوْمٍ حَتَّى يُغَيِّرُوا مَا بِأَنْفُسِهِمْ وَإِذَا أَرَادَ اللَّهُ بِقَوْمٍ سُوءاً فَلا مَرَدَّ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;لَهُ وَمَا لَهُمْ مِنْ دُونِهِ مِنْ وَالٍ) (الرعد:11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)أَلَمْ يَأْنِ لِلَّذِينَ آمَنُوا أَنْ تَخْشَعَ قُلُوبُهُمْ لِذِكْرِ اللَّهِ وَمَا نَزَلَ مِنَ الْحَقِّ وَلا يَكُونُوا كَالَّذِينَ أُوتُوا الْكِتَابَ مِنْ قَبْلُ فَطَالَ عَلَيْهِمُ الْأَمَدُ فَقَسَتْ قُلُوبُهُمْ وَكَثِيرٌ مِنْهُمْ فَاسِقُونَ) (الحديد:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)كُلُّ نَفْسٍ ذَائِقَةُ الْمَوْتِ وَإِنَّمَا تُوَفَّوْنَ أُجُورَكُمْ يَوْمَ الْقِيَامَةِ فَمَنْ زُحْزِحَ عَنِ النَّارِ وَأُدْخِلَ الْجَنَّةَ فَقَدْ فَازَ وَمَا الْحَيَاةُ الدُّنْيَا إِلَّا مَتَاعُ الْغُرُورِ) (آل عمران:185)&lt;br /&gt;)وَهُوَ الْقَاهِرُ فَوْقَ عِبَادِهِ وَيُرْسِلُ عَلَيْكُمْ حَفَظَةً حَتَّى إِذَا جَاءَ أَحَدَكُمُ الْمَوْتُ تَوَفَّتْهُ رُسُلُنَا وَهُمْ لا يُفَرِّطُونَ) (الأنعام:61)&lt;br /&gt;)كُلُّ نَفْسٍ ذَائِقَةُ الْمَوْتِ وَنَبْلُوكُمْ بِالشَّرِّ وَالْخَيْرِ فِتْنَةً وَإِلَيْنَا تُرْجَعُونَ) (الانبياء:35) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)وَجَاءَتْ سَكْرَةُ الْمَوْتِ بِالْحَقِّ ذَلِكَ مَا كُنْتَ مِنْهُ تَحِيدُ) (قّ:19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)نَحْنُ قَدَّرْنَا بَيْنَكُمُ الْمَوْتَ وَمَا نَحْنُ بِمَسْبُوقِينَ) (الواقعة:60)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)قُلْ إِنَّ الْمَوْتَ الَّذِي تَفِرُّونَ مِنْهُ فَإِنَّهُ مُلاقِيكُمْ ثُمَّ تُرَدُّونَ إِلَى عَالِمِ الْغَيْبِ وَالشَّهَادَةِ فَيُنَبِّئُكُمْ بِمَا كُنْتُمْ تَعْمَلُونَ) (الجمعة:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)الَّذِي خَلَقَ الْمَوْتَ وَالْحَيَاةَ لِيَبْلُوَكُمْ أَيُّكُمْ أَحْسَنُ عَمَلاً وَهُوَ الْعَزِيزُ الْغَفُورُ) (الملك:2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signing out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-114059268341113453?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/114059268341113453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=114059268341113453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114059268341113453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114059268341113453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/02/putting-pieces-together-lot-of-major.html' title=''/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-114051796411358993</id><published>2006-02-21T12:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T12:32:44.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evil eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/evileye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/evileye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a comment on "Talk to me" topic for this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We must admit it exists because it does, but the tricky part is how to deal with it .we can’t refer every unfortunate event to it cause it will be meaningless. if we see the big picture ; it’s all fate ,What is meant to happen will happen whatever the cause whether it is the evil eye or misfortune or negligence or whatever So we must go on doing what we do but trying not hurt other people feelings specially if they don’t have what we have, trying to help them out &amp; sharing what we have is a very advanced &amp;amp;merciful stage it’s one of the most basic morals that The Islamic religion teaches us .of course there are some verses from our Holy Quran &amp; some prayers Our beloved Prophet صلى الله عليه وسلمtaught us.&lt;br /&gt;Another tricky part is about satisfaction not being envious ourselves .its ok to look up to things wishing we had them, working &amp;amp; praying for them but not sitting back crying wishing that those who we envy become deprived from what they have. &amp; there is also a simple word we must say when we see something so eye capturing or makes us jealous &amp;amp; envious ما شاء الله . Simply it’s all about self satisfaction &amp; being thankful for what we have from one side &amp;amp; having faith, believing in fate &amp; being passionate &amp;amp; considerate from the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-114051796411358993?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/114051796411358993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=114051796411358993&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114051796411358993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114051796411358993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/02/evil-eye.html' title='The Evil eye'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-114020717598376960</id><published>2006-02-17T22:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:25:52.923+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this love ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/i-love-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/i-love-you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It’s Valentine once again ,Love is all around ;well I do hope so .I see all kinds of gifts looking so lovely ,I see couples hanging out together ,very passionate words in cards or messages. Is this love ?. &amp; if it is love is it true ?’ Will it last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Is love what we feel when we see someone so unique , so beautiful , so perfect through our eyes . Is it how our hearts goes upbeat when we are with them &amp;amp; we want to be with them forever .&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered when u see an old couple barely able to walk so in love together so caring about each other .how heart broken they become when one of them is gone ,how much they cherish this partner &amp; how has his memorizes live forever . That’s true love that conquered time &amp;amp; age , true love that came through the huge waves of life the ups &amp; the downs .love that saw through into the soul &amp;amp; gave no account for the looks ,love that its seed grew into the love &amp; admiration of their children whom grew up seeing how much their parent loved &amp;amp; supported each other .&lt;br /&gt;I saw couples whom had many differences &amp; even no love at the beginning but they knew the qualities that matters when they choose each other .The seed grew into a beautiful fragile plant which kept on growing &amp;amp; growing till it became an elegant tree full of shining roses .&lt;br /&gt;Never love the outside but love the inside the soul ,the moralities &amp; the living conscious ,love the religious virtues &amp;amp; the deeds .nobody is perfect even if he\she is your soul mate there is never never a perfect soul mate there are always defects &amp; that’s where love gets in to fill in the gaps to melt the two souls in one mould&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not hesitate if you really love someone in the true love sense; go for it 7 don’t hesitate or be afraid however you see it difficult &amp; far .For u may regret it all your life &amp;amp; together step by step you will together overcome whatever comes. May your love last forever more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-114020717598376960?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/114020717598376960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=114020717598376960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114020717598376960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114020717598376960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/02/is-this-love.html' title='Is this love ?'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-114020684229892939</id><published>2006-02-17T21:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:28:45.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another page in the book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do we measure our lives by seconds minutes &amp; hours? , or is it measured by what we gain &amp;amp; what we learn ?, or is it the moments of true happiness ?, may be it is what we do that makes a difference that counts ?, is it about how much we love &amp; how much we are loved or Is it about our relation &amp;amp; connection to our creator God Almighty ? Is it about whether we understood what life is &amp; why we were created or Is it about knowing the ultimate question “who we really are?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these questions are running round &amp;amp; round in my head .I’m thinking about where I stand ,some people envy me others don’t ,some people like me &amp; A lot don’t ,me myself I’m not really pleased about where I stand right now .my birthday was a couple of days back &amp;amp; it really made all these questions so alive &amp; imposing. How can I really measure my life? Page after page &amp;amp; life is running by so quickly &amp; I don’t know how many pages are left ? I suddenly go it, it’s a bit from here &amp;amp;amp; there; at times it’s simply seconds &amp; minutes, at other times it’s an enjoyable chat with a dear friend, or making someone feel better by helping ,or even putting a smile on the face of someone u don’t know . it’s also when u accomplish something good for yourself. It’s when u sense true love even though it may not be last forever .its when u cry for missing someone dear. It’s when u feel so connected to God so pure &amp;amp; sincere It’s when u sit back relaxed knowing u did what should be done. Life may be measured when the people who love you appreciate what u gave them &amp; what they learnt from you ,how much u loved them &amp;amp; how much they’ll cherish you after you are gone .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-114020684229892939?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/114020684229892939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=114020684229892939&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114020684229892939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/114020684229892939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-page-in-book.html' title='Another page in the book'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113841051652311912</id><published>2006-01-28T03:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:21:24.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Together here tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/12.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/12.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two hearts , two souls, two minds&lt;br /&gt;Together here tonight&lt;br /&gt;To prove how much we care&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful love we share&lt;br /&gt;Although it’s been a long road&lt;br /&gt;It seems now too short&lt;br /&gt;For now we’re so close&lt;br /&gt;These long walks we had&lt;br /&gt;The smiles &amp; the whispers we said&lt;br /&gt;Moments which are a life time&lt;br /&gt;A dream which is so true&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now I promise you&lt;br /&gt;No matter how dark it gets&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love &amp; cherish you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take care of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be you&lt;br /&gt;Our loved ones are here around us&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; care surrounds us&lt;br /&gt;For now it’s time my love&lt;br /&gt;The two of us eternally one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially dedicated for M &amp;amp; R For their Engagment, May God Bless u always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113841051652311912?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113841051652311912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113841051652311912&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113841051652311912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113841051652311912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/01/together-here-tonight.html' title='Together here tonight'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113840974369214865</id><published>2006-01-28T02:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:35:54.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometime Somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/B000009OPW.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/B000009OPW.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wrote this one a while ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Where have you been&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I tried reaching you&lt;br /&gt;but now it is too late&lt;br /&gt;for I’m back&lt;br /&gt;back in the ring again&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw it in you&lt;br /&gt;Something so beautiful &amp; pure&lt;br /&gt;But now it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;Now I must do things&lt;br /&gt;I must feel things&lt;br /&gt;I may have lost myself&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between here &amp;amp; then&lt;br /&gt;Is this my fate&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Is this my path&lt;br /&gt;Or am I deluding&lt;br /&gt;May be it’s my fault&lt;br /&gt;or am paying the price&lt;br /&gt;Things I did&lt;br /&gt;Things I should have&lt;br /&gt;Life sometimes is so strange&lt;br /&gt;So sour when u taste it&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful when u see it&lt;br /&gt;I’m burning inside&lt;br /&gt;I need to shout&lt;br /&gt;I need to cry&lt;br /&gt;Torn by different thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Must I kill my heart&lt;br /&gt;&amp; live like a machine&lt;br /&gt;dead but alive&lt;br /&gt;a soul that is so dry&lt;br /&gt;why is it that&lt;br /&gt;when u need&lt;br /&gt;there is always a sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;when u fall&lt;br /&gt;u must pay the price&lt;br /&gt;although it seems now so dark&lt;br /&gt;we must foresee what’s ahead&lt;br /&gt;I believe its true&lt;br /&gt;the mind isn’t too wise&lt;br /&gt;the soul isn’t too blind&lt;br /&gt;A heart will always shine&lt;br /&gt;Fate will never seize&lt;br /&gt;Nor destiny will ever ease&lt;br /&gt;To render us so vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;Weak may be true&lt;br /&gt;Yet hope &amp;amp; light are reborn&lt;br /&gt;To give us 2nd chances&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever hesitate&lt;br /&gt;Do what u have to do&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; be sure&lt;br /&gt;we’ll be together&lt;br /&gt;sometime somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113840974369214865?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113840974369214865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113840974369214865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113840974369214865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113840974369214865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/01/sometime-somewhere.html' title='Sometime Somewhere'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113715492665248919</id><published>2006-01-13T14:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:34:44.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/friends-ve.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/friends%20-vel.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/friends%20-vel.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was a young boy&lt;br /&gt;I had a couple of friends&lt;br /&gt;Together we used to play&lt;br /&gt;Lots of joy &amp; tons of fun&lt;br /&gt;Having a jolly time now &amp;amp; then&lt;br /&gt;Fate played its game&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we went in different ways&lt;br /&gt;Where are they now ?&lt;br /&gt;A question&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew it’s answer&lt;br /&gt;A story repeats itself&lt;br /&gt;Every now &amp;amp; then&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I’m afraid&lt;br /&gt;Someday its gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Our turn my friends&lt;br /&gt;I hate farewells&lt;br /&gt;I hate goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could&lt;br /&gt;Always be together&lt;br /&gt;But eventually&lt;br /&gt;Whether we liked or not&lt;br /&gt;We’ll go in different ways&lt;br /&gt;With a promise&lt;br /&gt;God willing in the end&lt;br /&gt;We’ll be together forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113715492665248919?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113715492665248919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113715492665248919&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113715492665248919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113715492665248919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/01/sad-story.html' title='A Sad Story'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113715485608566519</id><published>2006-01-13T14:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:44:14.533+02:00</updated><title type='text'>سائح في دنيا الله</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A couple of months ago I got a book as a gift from a, very dear person to my heart ,but I didn’t get the chance to read it except this week. The writer who is a known journalist who pasted away recently may God bless him with his mercy “Mr. Abd Al Wahab Metawe3”,speaks about his experience through his life in traveling to different countries all over the world ,his writings is very simple with a very loveable story telling attitude all through the book .All through the 310 pages I read non stop I felt as I were experiencing the different journeys mixing with different cultures in a very knowledgeable but amusing experience .What really caught me off my foot were the 3 last chapters ,the 1st talking about his first visit to Al Masged Al Haram in way that nearly made me cry ,the 2nd one talking about how difficult are farewells specially to people who u really like which hit me so hard cause I my self hate goodbyes &amp; I quote&lt;br /&gt;" صاحب كما شئت فأنت مفارق".&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd is about how loved ones react ,feel &amp;amp; do in moments of goodbyes so overwhelming emotions , wooow. This book is a must read .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113715485608566519?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113715485608566519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113715485608566519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113715485608566519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113715485608566519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='سائح في دنيا الله'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113715476823407249</id><published>2006-01-13T14:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:32:05.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Visions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do u have a vision in life ? An important question to be answered ,but before we answer it , u need to know a couple of things who u really are?, what are u capable of ?, what do u really want ? , where do u stand now?, where do u wanna go ? What is the purpose of your lie? . if you know these facts ? r u really sure ? If u r not really sure then your vision will eventually fall apart. When you know the answers sincerely then u can have a vision &amp; u can make it come true one day .since good created this world billions &amp;amp; billions of people lived &amp; died, most of them forgotten &amp;amp; faded away .only those who had a true vision still stand high above although they are gone ages ago ,so do u have a vision ?&lt;br /&gt;A comment on z talk episode about visions 5/1/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113715476823407249?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113715476823407249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113715476823407249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113715476823407249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113715476823407249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/01/visions.html' title='Visions'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113697560750773660</id><published>2006-01-11T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:34:02.243+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It’s been a couple of years since I first knew you ,I remember back then although you were the youngest among us ,you were always ahead of ur age ,active , social , a good contributor, always siding to the right side, &amp; u’ve got a very nice sense of humor. As time passes by most of us got engaged in his own life , u grew older &amp;amp; wiser &amp; life as it did on us all left some imprints of gloom on u which molted that talent of yours into a very inspiring talent indeed giving you more creditability &amp;amp; realism ,Well I have this little statement my friend ; it’s been wonderful having a friend like you ,although we never met but knowing u really made a difference in my life reading ur blog sometimes makes my day, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY may GOD bless u &amp; grant u success ,wisdom &amp;amp; true happiness,&lt;br /&gt;Shine on ,&lt;br /&gt;Ur Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113697560750773660?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113697560750773660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113697560750773660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113697560750773660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113697560750773660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-friend.html' title='My Friend'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113606577015611259</id><published>2005-12-31T23:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:54:31.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/0fadd130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/0fadd130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Another year is coming to it’s end , simply it has slipped away , gone for good, All that is left is just memories, The good times &amp; the bad times , lessons learned &amp;amp; others forgotten, people you met ,some are friends others are foes, some you’ll see again while others u won’t&lt;br /&gt;relations strengthened &amp; others r gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inquisitive people ,places &amp;amp; experiences, things you shouldn’t have done, situations you never dreamt of, decisions you’ve made, visions you’ve understood, some wisdom u have gained, mistakes you have made, people u have hurt, people u helped out, you knew just a little more about yourself , loved ones you have lost, dear ones you have missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is getting more &amp; more difficult, wars here &amp;amp; there, political corruption , pollution every where, catastrophes so dreadful, some r getting poorer while others are getting richer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful life it is , it sometimes seems so terrible &amp; sometimes so beautiful, such a controversy. So lets cherish the good moments, the experiences, our friends &amp;amp; our loved ones, Lets learn from the bad times &amp; our mistakes. Lets try to enjoy it as it is having faith that we’ll someday somehow make it a better world for us all Farwell 2005 &amp;amp; welcome 2006 . Lets pray to God The Almighty for the best Of times always &amp;amp; a happy new year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy new year my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113606577015611259?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113606577015611259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113606577015611259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113606577015611259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113606577015611259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/12/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113293325601220368</id><published>2005-11-25T17:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:58:37.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/24290_073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/24290_073.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sitting on the floor&lt;br /&gt;leaning by the wall&lt;br /&gt;The radio is on&lt;br /&gt;But your not really listening&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long boring day&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been doing the same things&lt;br /&gt;All over &amp; over again&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;A smooth breeze holding u&lt;br /&gt;The sky so amazing so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;A sight so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;A sight u may see everyday&lt;br /&gt;A friend comes along&lt;br /&gt;Asking what are you doing&lt;br /&gt;U simply say&lt;br /&gt;I’m just sitting for a while&lt;br /&gt;Thinking!&lt;br /&gt;A soft tune starts to play&lt;br /&gt;So soft so Sad&lt;br /&gt;It makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;I’m sitting all alone&lt;br /&gt;Missing u missing u all&lt;br /&gt;My friends , my family&lt;br /&gt;My life , I miss who I was&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what’s next down the road&lt;br /&gt;A lot of hopes&lt;br /&gt;A lot of dreams&lt;br /&gt;A lot of fears&lt;br /&gt;A gush of different emotions&lt;br /&gt;Whirling inside my chest&lt;br /&gt;What’s good &amp;amp; what’s the best&lt;br /&gt;A small bird glides slowly beside you&lt;br /&gt;So small &amp; full of life&lt;br /&gt;So innocent so free&lt;br /&gt;It slowly disappears&lt;br /&gt;U think&lt;br /&gt;It’s so nice to be free&lt;br /&gt;To fly so high&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; as long as you try&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is too high&lt;br /&gt;The sun is gone&lt;br /&gt;But sure to come&lt;br /&gt;A day will be born&lt;br /&gt;After the silence of the night&lt;br /&gt;Shining stars sparkling all over&lt;br /&gt;Tiny glimpses of hope&lt;br /&gt;Someday Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;To dream , To seek&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Is a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113293325601220368?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113293325601220368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113293325601220368&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113293325601220368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113293325601220368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113293271164694475</id><published>2005-11-25T17:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:54:05.880+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sami yusuf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/02_08.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/02_08.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/02_06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/02_06.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I listened to his new album it’s really interesting some songs r excellent others I may haven’t really liked but in total he is doing great some lyrics are really interesting these r 2 songs which I liked very much if u r interested you can visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.samiyusuf.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.samiyusuf.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes through your mind?&lt;br /&gt;As you sit there looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Well I can tell from your looks&lt;br /&gt;That you think I’m so oppressed&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t need for you to liberate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is not bare&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t see my covered hair&lt;br /&gt;So you sit there and you stare&lt;br /&gt;And you judge me with your glare&lt;br /&gt;You’re sure I’m in despair&lt;br /&gt;But are you not aware&lt;br /&gt;Under this scarf that I wear&lt;br /&gt;I have feelings, and I do care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;So don’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;That I’m truly free&lt;br /&gt;This piece of scarf on me&lt;br /&gt;I wear so proudly&lt;br /&gt;To preserve my dignity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My modesty&lt;br /&gt;My integrity&lt;br /&gt;So don’t judge me&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and see...&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t you just accept me?” she says&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t I just be me?” she says&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again&lt;br /&gt;You speak of democracy&lt;br /&gt;Yet you rob me of my liberty&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is equality&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you just let me be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I sing this song&lt;br /&gt;My sister, may you always be strong&lt;br /&gt;From you I’ve learnt so much&lt;br /&gt;How you suffer so much&lt;br /&gt;Yet you forgive those who laugh at you&lt;br /&gt;You walk with no fear&lt;br /&gt;Through the insults you hear&lt;br /&gt;Your wish so sincere&lt;br /&gt;That they’d understand you&lt;br /&gt;But before you walk away&lt;br /&gt;This time you turn and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;That I’m truly free&lt;br /&gt;This piece of scarf on me&lt;br /&gt;I wear so proudly&lt;br /&gt;To preserve my dignity&lt;br /&gt;My modesty&lt;br /&gt;My integrity&lt;br /&gt;So let me be&lt;br /&gt;She says with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who’s free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is your face&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is your name&lt;br /&gt;My beloved&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is your smile&lt;br /&gt;Which makes my soul want to fly&lt;br /&gt;My beloved&lt;br /&gt;All the nights&lt;br /&gt;And all the times&lt;br /&gt;That you cared for me&lt;br /&gt;But I never realised it&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m alone filled with so much shame&lt;br /&gt;For all the years I caused you pain&lt;br /&gt;If only I could sleep in your arms again&lt;br /&gt;Mother I’m lost without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the sun that brightened my day&lt;br /&gt;Now who’s going to wipe my tears away&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;br /&gt;Mother I’m lost without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother... Mother... O my mother&lt;br /&gt;How I long to see O mother&lt;br /&gt;“Your mother, Your mother, Your mother”&lt;br /&gt;Is the saying of your Prophet&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You are always with me mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went and left me&lt;br /&gt;O light of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;O comfort of my nights&lt;br /&gt;You went and left me&lt;br /&gt;Who, other than you, will embrace me?&lt;br /&gt;Who, other than you, will cover me?&lt;br /&gt;Who, other than you, will guard over me?&lt;br /&gt;Your pardon mother, forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/02_08.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113293271164694475?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113293271164694475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113293271164694475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113293271164694475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113293271164694475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/sami-yusuf.html' title='Sami yusuf'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113241254967791428</id><published>2005-11-19T16:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:00:11.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Change Your Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Change Your Mind" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hey, HeyDid you ever think&lt;br /&gt;There might be another way&lt;br /&gt;To just feel better,&lt;br /&gt;Just feel better about today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no-&lt;br /&gt;If you never want to have&lt;br /&gt;To turn and go away&lt;br /&gt;You might feel better,&lt;br /&gt;Might feel better if you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I bet you haven't heard A word I've said&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;If you've had enough Of all your tryin'&lt;br /&gt;Just give up&lt;br /&gt;The state of mind you're in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be somebody else,&lt;br /&gt;If you're tired of fighting battles with yourself&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Change your mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey-&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Or thanked the sun Just for shining-&lt;br /&gt;just for shining&lt;br /&gt;Or the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no-&lt;br /&gt;take it all in&lt;br /&gt;The world's a show&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;you look much better,&lt;br /&gt;Look much better when you glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey-&lt;br /&gt;what ya say&lt;br /&gt;We both go and seize the day'&lt;br /&gt;cause what's your hurry&lt;br /&gt;what's your hurry anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a song from ost of bedazzeled&lt;br /&gt;so simple but true&lt;br /&gt;no comment .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113241254967791428?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113241254967791428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113241254967791428&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113241254967791428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113241254967791428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/change-your-mind.html' title='Change Your Mind'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113171960197073979</id><published>2005-11-11T16:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:33:21.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/SNDPIPER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/SNDPIPER.jpg" 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/12776243-113171960197073979?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113171960197073979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113171960197073979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113171960197073979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113171960197073979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113118741739349151</id><published>2005-11-05T12:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:15:55.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/111.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/111.gif" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew love could be a silence in the heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A moment when the time is still,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I've been looking for is right here in my arms,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just waiting for the chance to begin,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew love could be the sunlight in your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a day that you may not have seen,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I've been searching for, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well words could never say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a touch is more than anything;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you will never know how much I love you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my lover, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are my friend,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my life to the very end,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You bring me comfort,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you keep me warm,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You give me hope,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make me strong,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You take me away to a distant shore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's with you that I want to stay,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forevermore;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew that love would be a miracle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew that love would be so beautiful to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here tonight, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thinking of the time we'll have,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew that you would be so beautiful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the day you came into my life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to say, you make me happy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew that you would be so beautiful to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tonight it is very clear&lt;br /&gt;There is so many things, I want to say&lt;br /&gt;Ill always love you&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave u alone&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just forget&lt;br /&gt;Say things I might regret&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I’ve been missing u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ll be the answer in the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there for u while you take ur time&lt;br /&gt;It will be worth it in the end&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can only tell you what I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;U promised me things &amp;amp; other u couldn’t&lt;br /&gt;Well I can only promise u I’ll do my best&lt;br /&gt;U may never know how much I love u&lt;br /&gt;Feel me, Understand me, withstand me&lt;br /&gt;Yet u may never know how much I love u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m not great &amp;amp; I may not be your dream&lt;br /&gt;All I can give you is only me&lt;br /&gt;Words may be uncertain but all I can say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inspired from chris de burgs' love collection &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the one who'll share my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/12776243-113118741739349151?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113118741739349151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113118741739349151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113118741739349151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113118741739349151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113118614972756127</id><published>2005-11-05T12:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:17:21.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Now is the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/b24[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/b24%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Time flows by spontaneously unnoticed but there is a point when it reminds us to learn from the past , look towards the future, see life as a line extending between 2 points a start &amp;amp; an end, a time when we should look deep beyond z surface to realize the mere truth of our existence ,foresee life then it's extension as afterlife .this is the time my friends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113118614972756127?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113118614972756127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113118614972756127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113118614972756127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113118614972756127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/now-is-time.html' title='Now is the time'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113112449796712594</id><published>2005-11-04T19:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:20:59.463+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/00010.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There comes a time when u must really look at the big picture . We take a lot of things for granted not being aware that is a Gift from God except when it’s gone ………………..&lt;br /&gt;Things so simple but when they are gone it’s not simple at all , for instance water you find it so easy so cheap but imagine it’s gone ; a disaster may merely describe the situation . An other example imagine you’ve got some foot ache i.e.: pain in your foot specially when u walk imagine how dreadful it would be that every single step causes u a lot of pain .&lt;br /&gt;God has granted each of us a million of gifts or even more some we may know &amp; most we don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thanks God for being the most merciful&lt;br /&gt;for being so patient on me&lt;br /&gt;for my parents who took care of me&lt;br /&gt;for my Family whom you granted me&lt;br /&gt;for my friends who stand beside me&lt;br /&gt;for the one whom gonna share my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God for the little knowledge I have&lt;br /&gt;for the minor strength you gave&lt;br /&gt;for giving although I have nothing to give back&lt;br /&gt;for giving me hope when it’s so dark&lt;br /&gt;for showing me the way when I am lost&lt;br /&gt;for giving me a chance when I mistake&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God for showing me how weak I am&lt;br /&gt;for giving me Islam &amp;amp; faith&lt;br /&gt;for every gift you granted me&lt;br /&gt;for who I am for who I’ll be&lt;br /&gt;for making me understand what I can&lt;br /&gt;for making me appreciate what I can’t&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God for making me thank you&lt;br /&gt;For everything toooooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;God grant me serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to distinguish the one from the other .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113112449796712594?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113112449796712594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113112449796712594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113112449796712594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113112449796712594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanks-god.html' title='Thanks God'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-113112354771167659</id><published>2005-11-04T18:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:21:39.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>to loose someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It’s a really tough experience to lose someone u love, someone near, someone who means a lot 2 u but this is life. When u come to think about it u may think of death but u may also loose him to life.&lt;br /&gt;U may loose a friend or a fiancé or any other dear person to life ,you may disagree. you may go separate ways &amp; unfortunately it may be a one way street. It really hurts a lot but when u try to remember the good times, the splendid experience &amp;amp; how when u really needed support, They gave u more than u needed. The pain &amp; the bitterness gradually fades away &amp;amp; all you've got left is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;splendid memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;, a memory that may make u happy when you are sad . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/Redsun.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px" height="303" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/Redsun.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing may happen when u loose someone to death, we feel so sad &amp; very weak ,we miss those who are gone very very much ,we wish we could say things that must have been said &amp;amp; do things that must have been done &amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are afraid of what’s beyond&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Take a moment &amp;amp; think about it , look to the other side of death, what is death ? its being transferred from the mortal life to another life, its a gate to what lies beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it once &amp; still remember it, A day of Gods days is 10000 yrs of ours, so if an average human lives 70 yrs it makes about nothing from Gods time ; a few seconds no more. So life is just a glance, like a test u either succeed or fail.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that’s really what life is........ a test; simply a test ; a really tricky test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We all feel sad for missing people we love but we shouldn't hate death because its only a means to the other side.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We must know that those who died don’t leave us but they are still here through us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;through their memories in our hearts through what they taught us through what we learned from them ; their continuation is through our life &amp; What we'll teach our sons &amp;amp; what our sons will teach their sons &amp; so on. Not only is it related to relatives or friends , a total stranger can give u a glance, a push that may really make a big difference through out your life&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so let us all pray for all of our loved ones whom we miss very much &amp;amp; cherish very much may God bless them &amp;amp; Guide us to the right pass ,yes we are living in hard times, so be it . lets make the best out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-113112354771167659?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/113112354771167659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=113112354771167659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113112354771167659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/113112354771167659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-loose-someone.html' title='to loose someone'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-112654349015367213</id><published>2005-09-12T19:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:24:39.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont Know why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/riley%20op%20art%20grafik%20net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/riley%20op%20art%20grafik%20net.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Do u sometimes get the feeling u don't know why u r existing why do u go to work ? why do u do anything , a sensation oof indifference , nothing really matters any more .thats what I' m feeling these days .There is something missing I don't know what All i feel That I want to let it out so i just wrote it down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-112654349015367213?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/112654349015367213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=112654349015367213&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112654349015367213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112654349015367213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-know-why.html' title='I dont Know why'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-112596801475305395</id><published>2005-09-06T13:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:24:09.190+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This will never happen to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; is really strange, sometimes u feel u got it in ur hands &amp; other times u feel u dont have nothing at all,u feel sometimes u r the center of the universe other times u feel u r nothing . if u sit for a while &amp;amp; watch people going by u'll be amazed those who look sad those who look exhausted those who look like nothing matters to them everybody consumed by his mere existance thinking that life is steady "this will never happen to me " when it happens we get flipped of our legs the rule is everything &amp;amp; anything can happen to anyone at anytime there is nothing such as it will never happen because something wil happen eventually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-112596801475305395?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/112596801475305395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=112596801475305395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112596801475305395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112596801475305395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-will-never-happen-to-me.html' title='This will never happen to me'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-112057819191736657</id><published>2005-07-06T04:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:16:29.053+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/mos_wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/mos_wallpaper.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Living just by facts is really hard , imagination gives life a touch of beauty, Imagination is a great bless, isn’t it ? A gift granted from God to all the human race. We can imagine that we are any person we want, anywhere we want, with anyone we want .We can imagine a beautiful sight, a marvelous invention, a solution to a problem just anything is possible in the world of imagination but those who can create their imaginations into reality are those who count. They can really make a great difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-112057819191736657?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/112057819191736657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=112057819191736657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112057819191736657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112057819191736657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/07/imagination.html' title='Imagination'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-112057810921468717</id><published>2005-07-05T18:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:49:38.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'>life "part 6" friendship"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/all15.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/all15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Apparently Friendship is a very common relationship but when you look deep you’ll realize that true friendship isn’t that common . we tend to mix things up to some extent ,some of us mix friendship with other types of relations, being colleges, relatives ,neighbors or merely we enjoying each others company doesn’t necessarily means that we are friends .so when you say that this person is your friend what comes to your mind ?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-112057810921468717?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/112057810921468717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=112057810921468717&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112057810921468717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/112057810921468717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/07/life-part-6-friendship.html' title='life &quot;part 6&quot; friendship&quot;'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111879333816078610</id><published>2005-06-15T13:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:38:57.990+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate &amp; coincidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/ANAHATA_Invisible%20Circle_RESIZED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/ANAHATA_Invisible%20Circle_RESIZED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fate is the invisible track we move in through out our lives, As it is invisible we don’t see it but we move along thinking we are in control as long as we understand the how &amp; why according to our limited insight .when something we don’t understand happens we get puzzled asking our selves why &amp;amp; how? ,even we may feel angry, frustrated &amp; depressed “why me ?” one thing is for sure there is no such thing as coincidence , it’s only a trial of self deceive .It is always fate, have Faith &amp;amp;amp;amp; believe in fate &amp;amp; destiny ,everything happens for a reason even though we might not understand it in the time being or even never will .but be sure there is a very good reason , For God is always there for us. Me writing this you reading it ,we being friends everything happens for a reason .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111879333816078610?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111879333816078610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111879333816078610&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879333816078610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879333816078610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/fate-coincidence.html' title='Fate &amp; coincidence'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111879317332675412</id><published>2005-06-15T13:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:43:40.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life “part five”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/parent_child-ve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/parent_child-ve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One of the unique relations is the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;parent child relationship&lt;/span&gt;. This relation is so vital &amp; God has honored this relationship very highly .Your parents give without waiting to take, will give u all they can ,will always love you no matter who you are , they’ll do the impossible for your sake .shockingly this relationship has been corrupted . we are happy as long as we take but when we don’t get what we want we start ………….,Parents have turned to be giving machines to some people &amp;amp; when they don’t need them they become a burden !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; of course what goes around comes around , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so let us all try to cherish our parents our families . Try to payback just a little of what they gave us &amp;amp; most important give them the respect they deserve &amp;amp; the love they’ve earned .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111879317332675412?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111879317332675412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111879317332675412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879317332675412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879317332675412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-part-five.html' title='Life “part five”'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111879308189085076</id><published>2005-06-15T13:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:37:28.230+02:00</updated><title type='text'>forget &amp; to forgive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/Amulet%20Forgive%20Stone%20with%20Bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/Amulet%20Forgive%20Stone%20with%20Bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;There is a big difference between to forget &amp; to forgive ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To forget is like covering up a memory or burying it deep but simply a small incidence may uncover &amp; release all the pain &amp;amp; bitterness ,you may live the whole incidence again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To forgive is to be able to let go ,to accept ,to be frank with thy self but with out forgetting ,u remember it but u accept &amp; live with it &amp;amp; gradually it fades away &amp; no matter what happens all the pain &amp;amp; bitterness disappears maybe even replaced by understanding &amp; a sense of self acceptance &amp;amp; inner peace .so Always try to forgive before you try to forget for your own sake not for anyone else . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111879308189085076?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111879308189085076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111879308189085076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879308189085076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879308189085076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/forget-to-forgive.html' title='forget &amp; to forgive'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111879283870104307</id><published>2005-06-15T12:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:19:18.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/fluorescent-clock-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/320/fluorescent-clock-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today I was playing around in my comp files when I came a long a simple program I’ve forgotten all about ,it is a very simple program ;entering your birth date &amp; it gives you your age in years months, days, hours, minutes &amp;amp; seconds .so I just did &amp; wooow …………I was amazed all theses years have gone ,a lot of time really a lot, a life time, some people didn’t live to reach this age . Its amazing how time passes ,I feel it was just a week ago when I was playing as a child &amp;amp; it feels it was yesterday when I was hanging out with my friends in my school yrs .my college years seems as if they don’t exist at all. The effort, the exhaustion even the pain doesn’t exist . all theses years minimized to a small fraction&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking I’ve always thought of myself as still young but should I reconsider this fact, noticing the fact I don’t know how much I have left , the clock is ticking just imagine it; a clock ticking beside you &amp; each tick means you’ve got one second less to live ,it’s thee final countdown .Time flows by spontaneously unnoticed but we must have in mind that we should always remember to learn from the past , look towards the future, see life as a line extending between 2 points a start &amp;amp; an end, we should look deep beyond z surface to realize the mere truth of our existence ,foresee life then it's extension as afterlife .&amp; the most important fact;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time is your most unique &amp; valuable capital, so don’t waste it in trivialities &amp;amp; invest it well !!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111879283870104307?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111879283870104307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111879283870104307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879283870104307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111879283870104307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111828023150063570</id><published>2005-06-09T14:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:03:48.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/question.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/question.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/sphere-ve.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A difficult question to answer because I’m not really not sure well I’m an ordinary guy just starting my practical life with a lot of expectations &amp; hopes .&lt;br /&gt;I’m not an artist &amp;amp; I’m not talented &amp; I’m not wise enough I’m a normal human being ,was born someday &amp;amp; going to die someday. life is too short &amp; it is frustrating ,but I live it enjoying the beautiful moments &amp;amp; try to never give up when it is really dark . trying to love as much as I can &amp;amp; hate as less as I can . I may be Lonely although I’m not alone .&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always been wondering what really lies beyond ,am I good enough to face it ,what are my limits whether I’m a talker or a doer ,am I walking in the right path or in the wrong one , am I a good friend or an unworthy one , I really wonder who am I ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111828023150063570?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111828023150063570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111828023150063570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111828023150063570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111828023150063570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I ?'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111827964727188962</id><published>2005-06-09T14:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:10:11.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life “part four”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/sphere-ve.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/sphere-ve.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Relations, relations ,why are they important? if u think of it &amp; you have imagination you will notice we are all connected someway or the other in a network of relations like a sphere each of us is surrounded with a sphere with us in the center with other spheres dissecting it at different levels whether vertical or horizontal or may be just tangent or not even touching each other .theses spheres are always in a continuous state of change whether in size, direction or speed we may be moving parallel to each other or towards or away from each other some spheres are so solid while others are too fragile that a minor collision may throw it out of its way towards nowhere ,the more close we are &amp;amp; the more the number of spheres that are connected together the solider we are &amp; vice versa the less the number &amp;amp; the furthest the distance the weaker we are just as we learnt in physics about the solid, fluid &amp;amp; gaseous states of matter. The quote&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“together we stand , divided we fall”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;really applies here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111827964727188962?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111827964727188962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111827964727188962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827964727188962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827964727188962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-part-four_09.html' title='Life “part four”'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111827928612060769</id><published>2005-06-09T14:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:45:10.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life “part three”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/1600/Deb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2861/1098/200/Deb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who is my soul mate?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;An everlasting question we all are seeking our soul mates &amp; if we found them we will ask ourselves is he really my soul mate ? a real controversy from the beginning of time ,some try seeking them by star signs saying that a *** and a ***** can get along but a *** &amp;amp; a **** can’t .some are seeking the looks others are seeking the attitude while others are seeking the mind but nobody is sure about it a lot of mismatching &amp; sometime it works. some have been waiting all their lives while others settle down for what they find. A real dilemma, specially that a lot of factors play a role; financial, our cultural backgrounds, the presumed social levels ! , our families, our friends &amp; a lot more one fact should be stated just as a guide line there is never never a perfect soul mate there are always defects &amp;amp; that’s where love gets in to fill in the gaps to melt the two souls in one mould . I wonder if love mentioned in these quotes exists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Love is not gazing at each other but looking together in the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The love we give away is the only love we keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A house is made of walls &amp; beams ; a home is built with love &amp; dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To give &amp;amp; not count the cost-this is what love is all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Let us not love in word but in deed and in truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage does not fail ;people fail. All that marriage does is show people up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The best proof of love is trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To love someone means to see him as God intended him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stop looking for love; start being lovable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage endures when married couples love many things together, not merely each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Choose your love, and then love your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Respect is appreciation of the separateness of the other person, of the ways in which your spouse is unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brides and pregnant ladies are often radiantly beautiful, and happiness, not cosmetics is the cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyone can love a rose, but it takes a great heart to love a leaf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is 'love'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage is loving-together, not just living together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In marriage, love must be there, but friendship refines love into a vital partnership, and that's what makes a good marriage great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most important rule of marriage: toward both your spouse and yourself, behave only in ways that enhance your self-worth, dignity and integrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You don't love your wife for what she says but love what she says because you love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Never allow moments of inconsiderateness overwhelm a lifetime of consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The successful marriage is not one in which there are no fights, but one in which fights are turned into opportunities for greater honesty and understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chains do not hold a marriage together ,It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads, which sew people together through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You don't marry one person; you marry three - the person you think they are, the person they are, and the person they are going to be as the result of being married to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There's no way to win against your spouse, You both win or you both lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy couples make as many mistakes as unhappy couples. The difference is that happy couples admit them, laugh at them and learn from them. That is how they become happy couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In marriage relations,” Maybe you 're right" is as powerful as the famous "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A successful marriage requires falling in love many times with the same person .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-love isn’t measured by how many times you touch each other but how many times you reach each other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As we abandon our attempts to change our mate and instead focus on ourselves , changes surprisingly and predictably occur in the marriage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No couple is a perfect fit . So learn to respect differences &amp; overlook rough spots .Recognize that your differences are not due to bad faith or lack of respect or interest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In every marriage more than a month old there are grounds for divorce . The trick is to find grounds for marriage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The successful marriage is not one in which there are no fights , but one in which fights are turned into opportunities for greater honesty and understanding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Once couples realize that they can’t be married and always be right , the rest is easy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We’re all fundamentally alone in this life, but friendship enriches marriage by causing us to feel accepted, understood &amp;amp; loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Loving someone doesn't mean your goals are always identical. But if you want something, your mate wants it for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When spouses don t tell each other how they feel, it is as if there is an elephant in the room that never gets talked about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage endures when married couples love many things together, not merely each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A good marriage is like a good investment fund. You put everything you have into it during your productive life, and over the years it turns from silver to gold to platinum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love is found by those who can live with human nature as it is. When you walk on the beach to watch the sunset you do not call out, "A little S more orange, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The secret of being loved, and the secret of being lovely, is being unselfish .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Being married doesn’t mean you’re glued to each other . One of the wonderful things about love is that it binds without crippling .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don’t critize your wife’s judgment ; See whom she married !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-love is not destroyed by a single failure , or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-let there be spaces in your togetherness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-be courteous, not only to strangers and guests, but also to your spouse .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For a good married life, remain near enough to keep each other warm and far enough apart-about a finger’s breadth- for breathing room .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A marriage can easily rust from distrust .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do not expect your mat to change. Put yourself in his or her shoes. Would you want to be overhauled or expect your mate to love you as you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To love someone is to be the only one to see a miracle invisible to others .&lt;br /&gt;-Do not think everything is o.k. with your marriage . ity is either getting better or going down. Remain alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If two people let a single instanct wedge itself between them , it grows into a month, a year and, it becomes too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Variety is the spice of life, but it is better to have one spicy wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Treasure each other in the recognition that you do not know how long you shall have each other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If you have love in your heart ,you will always have something to give .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A good marriage is like the tide. No matter how long it is out , you know it will come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage is not the cause of divorce. It is forgetting what marriage means that cause divorce .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Silence ,secretiveness and sudden outbursts may be signs of decaying relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love doesn’t make the world go around but it makes the ride worthwhile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy couples make many mistakes as unhappy couples. The difference is that happy couples admit them, laugh at them and learn from them. That is how they become happy couples .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When love and skill work together expect a master piece .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111827928612060769?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111827928612060769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111827928612060769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827928612060769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827928612060769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-part-three.html' title='Life “part three”'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111827912530959540</id><published>2005-06-09T14:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:38:21.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life “part two”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So life is about relationships , &amp; relationships are about connections which goes both way . one of the most important relationships is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your relationship with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Did u ever think about this relationship?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Is it existing ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Is it good or bad ? do u feel connected some people say they are believers but they only say it they do not feel it, have you ever felt like God is watching you ? Did you stop doing something wrong because you remembered that God is watching you ? Did you really feel that God cares about you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you really love God more than everything even yourself ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you really feel it in your heart ? Have you ever cried for something you said or done then you realized that it was wrong ? questions &amp;amp; much more you must think about it &amp; answer it frankly .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we all feel lonely sometimes but if we are really connected we never will .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dr Mustafa Mahmoud in one of his books talked about this connection stating that it is the love as pure as it can be, the love to where we belong, to the beginning , the yearning of the soul to its creator .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Your relationship with yourself is a very critical one . It is a very complex relationship because it needs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fine balance&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a personality consists of a lot of needs, a lot of restrictions, a lot of dreams, a lot of fears, a lot of beliefs, desire, rage, faith &amp;amp; love all mingled together in different ratios that differ from person to person &amp; from time to time always liable to change as a person moves along in the stream of life ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a very unique equation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;which makes each one of us unique ,what really counts is our ability to keep z balance &amp;amp; adapt to the changes that surround us ex; we need to love ourselves but not too much to z extent of selfishness &amp; not too little to z extent of low self esteem, without being frank to ourselves, about who we really are ; we wont find our inner peace, to know what we really want ? what we can really do? what do we want in life ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Be connected to yourself&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as blueberry said “live life to learn about yourself” to know thy self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111827912530959540?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111827912530959540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111827912530959540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827912530959540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827912530959540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-part-two.html' title='Life “part two”'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12776243.post-111827831610970535</id><published>2005-06-09T13:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:35:11.593+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life “part one”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I’ve been thinking about life; it is really strange, if u stand back &amp; watch you’ll be amazed how things are happening, how some people are living in such fatal trivialities will others are really so gloomy taking more burden than they can carry ,others are living it day by day no plans just going along the stream while others are actually are really doers, they plan ahead, they take decisions, state their opinions, really making a difference &amp;amp; others &amp; other. some people tend to live alone while others want to live in groups when u ask someone what does he want from life he usually mentions items like; a good job , a good house , a suitable husband or wife , a lot of money , being famous .&lt;br /&gt;Rarely you may hear things like living happily , being in good health, going to heaven freeing the occupied lands , be from those who’ll bring back the long lost glory of our Islamic nation &amp; so on .&lt;br /&gt;A third group of people may answer; a good meal a good night sleep or even they may say nothing at all .&lt;br /&gt;The first group of answers are materialistic &amp; short termed .The second group of answers tend to be more long termed &amp;amp; idealistic .The third group of answers are either from satisfaction or indifference , but in my opinion life is all about relationships; your relationship with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God The Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your relationship&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;with yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your relationship with your family, friends, spouse, colleges &amp;amp; any other people you may meet in your life its is the true key to everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“relationships”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12776243-111827831610970535?l=souldry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/feeds/111827831610970535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12776243&amp;postID=111827831610970535&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827831610970535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12776243/posts/default/111827831610970535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souldry.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-part-one.html' title='Life “part one”'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15190231672495089763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
