<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:55:22.997+08:00</updated><category term='banana leaf'/><category term='suprise'/><category term='Life'/><category term='discover'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Malaysia Hindu Sangam'/><category term='MIC'/><category term='Office'/><category term='shy'/><category term='Teh Tarik'/><category term='PC'/><category term='party'/><category term='Thaipusam'/><category term='hunger strike'/><category term='cake'/><category term='Kamunting'/><category term='Jaipur'/><category term='Lunch'/><category term='Pedicure'/><category term='special'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Kubendran'/><title type='text'>Its Me The OnLy mE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-8615817510990292807</id><published>2010-03-24T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T14:13:13.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Going To BLog Again!!</title><content type='html'>Yes..Now,Im going to start again!!!Left here for sometime and now coming back for good!ned to make this happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-8615817510990292807?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/8615817510990292807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=8615817510990292807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/8615817510990292807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/8615817510990292807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-going-to-blog-again.html' title='Im Going To BLog Again!!'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-3725678492271372966</id><published>2008-07-30T15:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:22:05.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;DANENDRAN'S 1ST YEAR BDAY INVITATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SJAVTJIPDfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5OKMCX1uV0I/s1600-h/puspa.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228702585989303794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="243" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SJAVTJIPDfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5OKMCX1uV0I/s320/puspa.JPG" width="456" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I started planning for my son’s first birthday party when he was about six months old. I started with Internet searches for boyish themes and ideas and then poured over craft books and magazines for more inspiration. At the time, I was feeling pretty ambitious and even thought about what sort of cake I would bake and how it would be decorated. I consulted friends to see what types of parties they had for their kids or what kind of parties they were planning to have.&lt;br /&gt;What I found was a wide range of ideas of what a first birthday party should be. I had one friend who wanted it to be family only, at home, with a simple cake and just a few presents. Then I met a another friend who told me she had a carnival themed party for her one-year-old, complete with pony rides, a popcorn machine, and clowns. The carnival idea was cute, but way out of our budget. Not to mention that my son and his friends were at an age where clowns would’ve terrified and popcorn would’ve choked them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided I would try to fall somewhere in the middle. I would invite his cousins, friends,clown and a sand art booth for the kids.I planned to ask Azrina( My Goodie- good friend) to bake the cake.I needed a theme.Both my sons love to watch BARNEY.That made me to choose BARNEY as the theme,complete with purple and white everything would be prefect. The idea for his cake was coming together, too. I would just make a rectangle shaped cake with BARNEY’S head in it with pink canned icing; chocolate flavored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to one place where I did a mental tally of just the basics I would need and it added up to nearly RM 360 ( just for the party packs). Yikes, I would certainly have to scale back my plans a little so we would be able to afford to buy her a present, too.I still I haven't figured out what my son was going to wear to the party. I want to dress him like a prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-3725678492271372966?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/3725678492271372966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=3725678492271372966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/3725678492271372966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/3725678492271372966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/07/danendrans-1st-year-bday-invitation-im.html' title=''/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SJAVTJIPDfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5OKMCX1uV0I/s72-c/puspa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-269473501486135599</id><published>2008-06-26T15:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:18:35.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My second Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                       &lt;strong&gt;DANENDRAN ANBUMANI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNP84Sz_WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UPcWpMEFjGA/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216100700747201890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNP84Sz_WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UPcWpMEFjGA/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      My Little Boy...Danendran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNPt18CiXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/F37Lir7I3Vs/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216100442416777586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNPt18CiXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/F37Lir7I3Vs/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Smile Please.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNPWP2tVCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5sCwkIpCBkY/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216100037056877602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNPWP2tVCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5sCwkIpCBkY/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                                                      Exactly like the father right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNPRAE5ufI/AAAAAAAAANw/JyYJWxltCbA/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216099946922097138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNPRAE5ufI/AAAAAAAAANw/JyYJWxltCbA/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                                             My two Darlings........                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actuall I have so many photos to update and so much of stories to write about my second boy..........Its just that havent draft anything.Waiting for my 'MAN' to come back from outstation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-269473501486135599?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/269473501486135599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=269473501486135599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/269473501486135599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/269473501486135599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-second-edition.html' title='My second Edition'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SGNP84Sz_WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UPcWpMEFjGA/s72-c/DSC00091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-1293525113178253557</id><published>2008-05-09T15:20:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:44:45.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International AIDS Memorial Day ( Press Conference)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;International Aids Memorial day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Press Conference ( 08.05.2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQN3R2DXZI/AAAAAAAAANI/G_qEsr7u574/s1600-h/clip_image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198295113226476946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQN3R2DXZI/AAAAAAAAANI/G_qEsr7u574/s320/clip_image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Candle Of Hope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKjx2DXYI/AAAAAAAAANA/1WElNxa3HUk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198291479684144514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKjx2DXYI/AAAAAAAAANA/1WElNxa3HUk/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Proff with Dato'Zaman...Lighting Up d Candles Of Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKcR2DXXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/7yH4P5t5i3s/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198291350835125618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKcR2DXXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/7yH4P5t5i3s/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2nd Shot.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKUx2DXWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IodxyjC9ypw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198291221986106722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKUx2DXWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IodxyjC9ypw/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Talking To The Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKLR2DXVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8iJE9O_xeY0/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198291058777349458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKLR2DXVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8iJE9O_xeY0/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Talking Emotionally........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKDR2DXUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lOAeftubQts/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198290921338395970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQKDR2DXUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lOAeftubQts/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes....Proff...is also Talking.Emotionally too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQJxh2DXSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5fFCD1JSLpU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198290616395717922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQJxh2DXSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5fFCD1JSLpU/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Q &amp;amp; A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIkh2DXRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DjH-XtHzj9c/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198289293545790738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIkh2DXRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DjH-XtHzj9c/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Committe Of IAMD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIZh2DXQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qvp-jBktPi8/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198289104567229698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIZh2DXQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qvp-jBktPi8/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Press...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIPx2DXPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SO9Qarc_q7I/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198288937063505138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIPx2DXPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SO9Qarc_q7I/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love Box ( Condoms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIGB2DXOI/AAAAAAAAALw/lJbBLTojzKU/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198288769559780578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQIGB2DXOI/AAAAAAAAALw/lJbBLTojzKU/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dr.Mahalingam Frm India (APAC),Pari,&amp;amp; Guna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQH-h2DXNI/AAAAAAAAALo/ZhlaUbjU2T0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198288640710761682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQH-h2DXNI/AAAAAAAAALo/ZhlaUbjU2T0/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jenny &amp;amp; Guna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQHyx2DXMI/AAAAAAAAALg/87QEFxS9dsY/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198288438847298754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQHyx2DXMI/AAAAAAAAALg/87QEFxS9dsY/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Guna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQHJR2DXLI/AAAAAAAAALY/6er5Z1j3k18/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198287725882727602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQHJR2DXLI/AAAAAAAAALY/6er5Z1j3k18/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hehehehehehe...Its Us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My Good Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The annual International AIDS Memorial Day (IAMD), also known as the International AIDS Candlelight Memorial (IACM), is the largest and oldest grassroots mobilisation campaign to enhance HIV/AIDS awareness in the world, according to the Global Health Council which co-ordinates the event worldwide. This year marks the 25th year of the event worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IAMD or the IACM is more than a remembrance event. It serves as an opportunity to educate on HIV/AIDS, create community dialogue and awareness on HIV/AIDS and the myriad of issues surrounding it, including stigma and discrimination, prevention, care and support, and treatment for the People Living with HIV/AIDS (PLHIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event, which will be held locally, also supports and inspires new PLHIVs who will be attending their first IAMD. Besides that, our Partner Organisations (POs) are carrying out 13 activities this year with their own communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the Malaysian AIDS Council plans to open the IAMD to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date : Saturday, May 31, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time : 7.30pm – 9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue : One Utama Shopping Centre, New Wing (main entrance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the event, which will be graced by Deputy Health Minister Datuk Dr Abdul Latiff Ahmad, include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance by local artistes&lt;br /&gt;Showcase by People Living with HIV (PLHIV)&lt;br /&gt;Candle lighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus of this year’s IAMD is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Widen the network of PLHIV community by ensuring participation by HIV infected and affected people who have never attended IAMD to join this year’s event Highlight hope for those infected and affected by HIV/AIDS; and Motive for active participation in advocacy at every level on HIV/AIDS related issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes: “This is the first time we are celebrating IAMD with the community in an open door concept. I hope this will empower People Living with HIV (PLHIV) and raise awareness amongst us all” says Professor Dr. Adeeba Kamarulzaman, President of Malaysian AIDS Council &amp;amp; Chairman of Malaysian AIDS Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“IAMD will give us an platform to rededicate ourselves to the fight against HIV/AIDS” says Datuk Mohd Zaman Khan, IAMD Organising Chairman &amp;amp; Malaysian AIDS Foundation Trustee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-1293525113178253557?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/1293525113178253557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=1293525113178253557' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/1293525113178253557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/1293525113178253557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/05/international-aids-memorial-day-press.html' title='International AIDS Memorial Day ( Press Conference)'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/SCQN3R2DXZI/AAAAAAAAANI/G_qEsr7u574/s72-c/clip_image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-7599918828584821393</id><published>2008-03-27T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:13:22.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BONDS BETWEEN HUSBAND AND WIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; When you feel misunderstood or you are being taken advantage of in your relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   If you feel that whatever you say is misinterpreted and not taken as you meant it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   You find yourself weak and impotent while confront your partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  You suspects character or moral of your partner, knowingly or unknowingly&lt;br /&gt;  aversion to have sexual relations with your partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Either your partner or you or both of you find jealous, malice, hatred or envy for   each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Certain pressure or obligation makes you speechless before your partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; It seems like you have made bad choices in relationships and now it has developed disgust  feeling about partner's habits.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; You find your wavelength cannot be tuned to your partner's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You find yourself weak in communication and often get the wrong impression when you try to communicate with your partner or colleague.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You find your relations are worsened and surplus of fighting over the period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TELL-TALE SIGNS TO WOMEN TO LOOK FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Significant changes in your partner's grooming habits. Examples of this would be changing aftershaves, joining the gym, getting a new hairstyle, frequent bathing and buying new underwear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Your partner working back late in the office or suddenly having to be away on "work" trips more often. Of course, if your spouse's paychecks don't reflect all this extra work, then it might be time to monitor the situation to see if there is any pattern emerging (eg. keeping track of the mileage on the car, the time he leave for work and the time when he comes home). You discover, by accident, that he took time away from work but never mentioned it to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-    Cell phones are a common way for cheaters to communicate with their lovers. Suspicious behavior could include your partner buying a separate cell phone and setting up a separate phone account (that is billed to his office), without telling you. Even if your husband or partner doesn't have a separate cell phone, an itemized bill of calls made might prove illuminating (e.g. whether a certain number has been called frequently. Another tell-tale sign can be the deliberate deletion by him of all incoming phone calls from the caller ID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Home telephone calls, particularly incoming calls where he uses a low voice or hangs up quickly, may be a clue. Going out on the balcony to make or receive calls out of earshot may also raise your suspicions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cheaters may have a change in sex life. That is, he stops having sex with you or he suddenly wants sex more often (see, it's not all bad!), as well as out-of-character sexual requests. Take the opportunity to check out those unexplained bruises on his neck or those scratches or back while you're there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of course, there are the obvious tell-tale signs such as lipstick on his collar or the smell of an unfamiliar perfume on his body (or his clothes). The wedding ring in the back pocket of his trousers is usually a dead giveaway! What about those small, unexplained gift items? Who's thong is that? If he shows an uncharacteristic desire to be helpful with the laundry, check his underwear for secretion stains! While you're at it, check his wallet, pockets and the glove compartment of his car for condoms, unexplained receipts and pieces of paper with addresses or phone numbers on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Another sign is a drop off in the amount of money going into the bank. When a man is having an affair, it usually costs him money. You know what we mean - flowers, wining &amp;amp; dining, romantic gifts, dirty weekends away (on the pretext of work) - money he should be spending on you! Keep an eye on whether he is spending more money than usual, by checking his bank statements and account balances, his check stubs, credit card bills and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Certain activity on the computer/internet is often a big warning sign, particularly if he spends a lot of time on the computer after you have gone to bed! Email is also a common method of communication and cheaters will often delete all incoming e-mails and outgoing emails to avoid detection. He may even have set up a new e-mail account without telling you anything about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If your Intuition or gut feeling is that something is not right, then this is often the best indication that your spouse or partner may be cheating on you. When in doubt - check them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                            The Internet has made it easy for people to be tempted. Virtually anyone can jump on the net, join a chat group and very quickly find someone to play with. There are thousands of online websites solely dedicated to married men and women who are LOOKING to have an affair! There is also a direct correlation between the Internet and the ever-increasing incidence of marriage breakdown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                          For women who cheat, it tends to be the guilt that catches up with them. For women who discover that their husband or partner has been cheating on them, it can be devastating. They never really thought that infidelity could happen in their relationship. Finding out that your "significant other" has been cheating on you, via the Internet, email, chat software and webcamming can be a real shock. Pornography is often a frequent part of this "online infidelity". It can often be going on right under your nose AND in your own home! If you suspect that this could be happening to you, don't get mad ......Get the evidence, then get as mad as hell!&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/6153344529824950623-7599918828584821393?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/7599918828584821393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=7599918828584821393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/7599918828584821393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/7599918828584821393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/03/bonds.html' title='BONDS'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-1476994619416301334</id><published>2008-03-18T15:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:15:29.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Truly Love God is To Love All Beings In The World Equally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R991NiJdkDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nRLtUHT20WM/s1600-h/amma[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178986971864600626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R991NiJdkDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nRLtUHT20WM/s320/amma%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                     &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;About Amma Mata Amritananda Mayi, lovingly known as Amma (Mother), is revered throughout the world as one of the most outstanding humanitarians and spiritual leaders of our time.From early childhood on, Amma exuded an exceptional love and empathy, tirelessly caring for the poor and downtrodden in her community. Today her life is an inspiring example of service to humanity, with every moment dedicated to giving to others.Through her extraordinary acts of love and compassion, Amma has endeared herself to millions of people around the world. Her simple, yet profound message has inspired, uplifted and united people of all nationalities, colours and religions.Amma is increasingly recognized by the international community as a repository of practical spiritual wisdom, who has the capacity of healing the heart of the world, rekindling love and mutual respect and awakening people to their fundamental oneness. She has been repeatedly invited as a keynote speaker by UN and the World Parliament of Religions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                In 2002, she was presented with the Gandhi-Luther King Award for Non-Violence at UN-Headquarters in Geneva, and in July 205, Amma and her organizations was granted Special Consultative Status to the United Nations.Amma's Humanitarian Activities"The world today needs proof that our human values are useful, that such qualities as compassion and selflessness have the power to create a great and prosperous society. Amma's work provides us with the much needed proof." Sri A. B. Vajpayee, former Prime Minister of India.Disaster ReliefIn the aftermath of the devastating earthquake that struck Gujerat in 2001, Amma's volunteers provided medical help and rebuilt three entire villages including 1200 homes, schools, community halls and places of worship for different religions.When Tsunami struck the coast of Kerala, South India, where Amma's headquarters are located, Amma immediately started massive relief efforts – free meals for 10, 000 people three times a day, distribution of clothes and money for basic household items, medical assistance and temporary shelters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                    Long term projects include a livelihood rehabilitation scheme, trauma treatment and the reconstruction of houses or entire villages in affected areas of India and Sri Lanka. During the first three months, over 20, 000 volunteers from India and abroad helped with relief work.Free HomesAmma's organization has so far built 35,000 brick homes, all of which have been given free to those in need. The building programme has recently been extended to provide another 90,000 homes.Free Foods50,000 of the poorest of the poor are fed every month.National Legal ServiceCell of 1008 lawyers offers free legal aid to the poor.Pensions for Destitude WomenDue to the absence of any social security system in India, abandoned women and widows suffer great hardship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                  Amma will provide 50,000 pensions to cover their essential needs. Already thousands of women receive monthly benefits.Educational InstitutesAmma has established 55 schools, including schools for tribal and special needs children, three universities, a college of medicine, a nursing school, computer and management training centres and colleges of engineering.HealthcareA multi-facility, 1300 bed hospital provides medical care in an atmosphere of love and compassion. The most needy get even highly specialised treatments like open heart surgery free. An AIDS care centre, a hospice for terminally ill cancer patients, homes for elderly and free medical throughout India are also provided.OrphanageThis institution is dedicated to caring for 500 children. They receive excellent education, nourishing food and loving care.Environment ProjectsGreen friends is an organization dedicated to the preservation and protection of the environment. This projects fosters love and respect for the natural world, holding that humankind is a part of nature, not a separate entity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DATE : 31st March &amp;amp; 1st April 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      Time   : 7 pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       Venue : Mines Exhibition &amp;amp; Convention Centre,Selangor Malaysia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Everyone In the World Should be able to Sleep Without Fear,at least for one night.Everyone should be able to eat to his or her fill,at least for one day.There should be at least One Day when Hospitals se No One Admitted Due to Violence.It is Amma's Prayer that At Least this small dream be realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-1476994619416301334?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ammachi.org.my/default.htm' title='To Truly Love God is To Love All Beings In The World Equally'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/1476994619416301334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=1476994619416301334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/1476994619416301334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/1476994619416301334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-truly-love-god-is-to-love-all-beings.html' title='To Truly Love God is To Love All Beings In The World Equally'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R991NiJdkDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nRLtUHT20WM/s72-c/amma%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-6243585754498011871</id><published>2008-03-14T16:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:37:08.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My NeW pHoNe.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFvSJdkCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/shWq0u0twY0/s1600-h/phone+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177527400243499042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFvSJdkCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/shWq0u0twY0/s320/phone+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My New PDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFjSJdkBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/s2W2efHBLOw/s1600-h/phone+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177527194085068818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFjSJdkBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/s2W2efHBLOw/s320/phone+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Front.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFdCJdkAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TSvz6Qo0t3k/s1600-h/phone+back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177527086710886402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFdCJdkAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TSvz6Qo0t3k/s320/phone+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                                    Back.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFVyJdj_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/lEAq5kA54xs/s1600-h/jenny+happy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177526962156834802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFVyJdj_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/lEAq5kA54xs/s320/jenny+happy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                 Thank You So Much For The Phone Jenny.I really Appreciate It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9o_dyJdj-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1KEjYGz8dlg/s1600-h/tama+happy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177520502526021602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9o_dyJdj-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1KEjYGz8dlg/s320/tama+happy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9o7ZyJdj9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/0j4kgELDcow/s1600-h/tama+happy.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;                                                     You are Also Happy For Me................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-6243585754498011871?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/6243585754498011871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=6243585754498011871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/6243585754498011871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/6243585754498011871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-name-phone.html' title='My NeW pHoNe.....'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9pFvSJdkCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/shWq0u0twY0/s72-c/phone+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-4275391421045563556</id><published>2008-03-13T16:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T17:05:17.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13.03.2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9jsFiJdj3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/vkWjGj-9ItI/s1600-h/me+wit+flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177147351472377714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9jsFiJdj3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/vkWjGj-9ItI/s320/me+wit+flower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt; Thanks to see an Imperfect person perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU.HAPPY WEDDING ANNIVERSARY.AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9jr9iJdj2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QlrlcIT1Qlk/s1600-h/flower+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177147214033424226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9jr9iJdj2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QlrlcIT1Qlk/s320/flower+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.03.2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9jrpyJdj1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/ijv0XN8TSKU/s1600-h/flower+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177146874731007826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9jrpyJdj1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/ijv0XN8TSKU/s320/flower+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ThanK YoU sO MucH mY BaBy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its all started the same date ,2 years ago when I finally got married to the love of my life.I dont regret making this decision till this moment.I think we are made for each other.I dont deny this.It was not a hard choice to make at that time to settledown coz we were still young.Not now,I think we are happily settled with two brilliant sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From the day I know you ( 7 years back) You always surprised me with gifts and bouquets.I just cant stop loving you for that.Sometimes you do make me angry coz,for certain things ( for you to know and for me to remember)but,its ok,we are still going on and we will go on.Im very sure about that.I still remember 3 years ago.Wow..Our Wedding was so damn bloody Grand.I think Our parents did a good job and they wanted us to have a real memorable Wedding.We did.After that,came Our First Edition,Kubendran.Oh!My!He is our Darling baby.I still remember the day I delivered him.You actually Cried.Yes, You wanted everything to be fine.Thats You.Then came Our second Edition Danendran last year.It was good to have you witnessing me delivering Our babies.You were there for both Our babies.You know what,Im very proud of you my Darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today you really surprised me with this bouquet.Im so happy to know that you still feel the same way about me.Its not easy to get a man like you.Im very proud of you.I want you to know that I really love you so much.Thanks for being an wonderful husband and a Darling Father for Our two Boys.Its not easy to get through 3 years.Yes,Its not easy.We have sucessfully completed Our 3 years,We have gone through a lot together and there is many to come.Lets do It together.No matter whatsoever happens Im there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I loved you before,I love you now and I will never stop to Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-4275391421045563556?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/4275391421045563556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=4275391421045563556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/4275391421045563556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/4275391421045563556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/03/13032008.html' title='13.03.2008'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R9jsFiJdj3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/vkWjGj-9ItI/s72-c/me+wit+flower.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-4562514230885848027</id><published>2008-02-29T11:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:05:25.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:( -:( -:( -:( -:( -:( -:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im Not very Happy with what AK is doing sometimes.At first we both decided to start writting Blogs 'TOGETHER'.So,this blog is about me,AK &amp;amp; Two Little Prince.So,here I go,thats what Im Doing.But Today I realise that He created another Blog for himself.How can he do that? I was surprised to see that.He never even told me that he actually did for himself. Today when I opened My Blod Someone left a Comment. So,I opened It and I saw It was AK with his new Blog. I dont say that he cant do that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whatever I do I never forget to tell him.I wont say that he forgot to tell me ( how can he forget? ) It happens. Sometimes.........NO....NO.... many times he thinks  'many'  things are not so important to tell me. I dont know why he is doing that. Most of the time I give Priority to tell him even if its a small matter coz, for me Its like I want him to know everything,anything. Why he doesnt feel the same? Anyway Im nOt happy about It. Its not going to change anything . I cant say much. Looks like there is no more space for sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dear AK&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look here, It was Your Idea  to do it Together. Then why did you go and create a new one separately? whatever you feel like throwing, throw it here..........right here.Why you need a separate One?You make me unhappy&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/6153344529824950623-4562514230885848027?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/4562514230885848027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=4562514230885848027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/4562514230885848027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/4562514230885848027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=':( -:( -:( -:( -:( -:( -:('/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-5121314593462588539</id><published>2008-02-27T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T16:31:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R8Ue-eNguXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/VCl7POD5o5c/s1600-h/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171573805715339634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R8Ue-eNguXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/VCl7POD5o5c/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         My New PC......Nice huh?Finally they decided to change it for me.Im just so happy about it.I came back to Office after a long holiday from Friday till tuesday.I just wanted to be at home and spend some ' quality' time with my darling sons.Nothing much to write today.Im at Office nOW.ThIS friday is our Annual Dinner and the theme is Bolly-Holly Blink-Blink Dinner and Dance.Emm...I dont know what to wear actually.Have to do shopping by today coz...not much time.&lt;br /&gt;                                         I have to concentrate more on my PAF Meeting which is on the 5th March 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-5121314593462588539?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/5121314593462588539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=5121314593462588539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/5121314593462588539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/5121314593462588539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-new-pc.html' title=''/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R8Ue-eNguXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/VCl7POD5o5c/s72-c/IMG_0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-2152111095577342732</id><published>2008-02-23T16:16:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:48:15.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana leaf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teh Tarik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaipur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedicure'/><title type='text'>Puspa's Day Out......</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170088425635756242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_YB-NguNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mfi0xhVx6P0/s320/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ts A Saturday Afternoon..It has been long since ive 'witnessed' saturday Morning.I tried to wake up early. It never hAppen....Mani wanted to go to his Office to finish Up Some work. I have to follow him coz,i have not taken my 'Lunch'( No Chance Of Taking Breakfast Coz Its 12.30pm Now... )So,we decided to grab sumtin on the way to his office at TTDI. I suggested to go to Jaipur. which is like emm.....10 min walk from his Office. ( Less than that actually).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170090135032740082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_ZleNguPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cM01IsC7tb8/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had banana Leaf Rice with Mutton,Chicken Curry,Vege.Mani Had simple Dietry Food as Usual.I wont say the food wa so Good....Oklah..Boleh tahanlah.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170091298968877314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_apONguQI/AAAAAAAAAII/RyZYZUV5-Z8/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I did All I can To stop You from taking This 'Teh Tarik'.You never seems to understand my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nagging.Its Ok U gO ahead.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170092883811809570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_cFeNguSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AgZgS-yF4oA/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After Sending Him To His Office I decided to go for My Pedicure Appointment.This Time I wanted Some Flowery Design On My Leg.We will See Once Its Done Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170094215251671362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_dS-NguUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RGrbjfakI-A/s320/Image079.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Thats My Left Feet..... This is my Right Feet.Im Done. I kNow I have Very Ugly Legs......(HeHeHeHEhE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170096272541006162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_fKuNguVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/afH8kAVNuJ8/s320/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still waiting..its 5.00pm - My Saturday Is Gone....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170099158759029090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_hyuNguWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/y22M2nnpwzw/s320/Image081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-2152111095577342732?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/2152111095577342732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=2152111095577342732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/2152111095577342732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/2152111095577342732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/02/puspas-day-out.html' title='Puspa&apos;s Day Out......'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7_YB-NguNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mfi0xhVx6P0/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-5402529154542924743</id><published>2008-02-22T16:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:45:44.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>Good Bye My Frend...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his is where I sit in my Office in front of this Screwed Up Pc.I can tell you this is like so damn bloody slow, anyway i dont want to say so much about it. Ill be getting My New Pc Tomorrow. Suppose to get it last week according To The IT Department. As Asual They have their Own Stories For the Delay. Anyway I waited for One Month So one day...No difference. Its just that I wont be around when they gonna change it as tomoorow is Saturday and Im on Leave Untill Tuesday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169715034063943810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R76EbuNguII/AAAAAAAAAHI/XaNbxIYJYvM/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ooops...My water Bottle is blocking My Files.Thats Not All. Can U see The Teddy Bear?Ya....No My Hubby didnt gave me that. Celine ( My Office mate) She want me to change it for her. Replacing with the New One which I have it In d Store. Will do It Later.She is in meeting Now.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169719621089015970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R76ImuNguKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ebBm1OYdeOI/s320/IMG_0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thats My Diary.I have To record all my Appointments. Im very Forgetful. Well.....I planned to restructure My Place Once My New Pc Arrive. I Know its a bit messy Right? Its Oklah...I can still Do my worklah. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169720407068031154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R76JUeNguLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lVeYHx7WaPk/s320/IMG_0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Thats It.....GoodBye My 'Old Junky Bonky Binky PC. I Dont Wish To See You Back After This.Take Good Care Of Yourself. Hope You will find a good Place To rest. Im Sure You have Been Very Helpfull to all My Seniors and also Myself. I Really appreciate You Till Today.Its About Time You should Take Rest. Love YoU From Bottom Of My Heart....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169721047018158274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R76J5uNguMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/9ICmstvTTQg/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-5402529154542924743?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/5402529154542924743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=5402529154542924743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/5402529154542924743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/5402529154542924743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-going-to-get-new-pc.html' title='Good Bye My Frend...............'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R76EbuNguII/AAAAAAAAAHI/XaNbxIYJYvM/s72-c/IMG_0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-3240874572139903572</id><published>2008-02-21T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T15:36:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiCk AnD tIrED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is such an horrible day at work,Im not feeling well.Havin fever from monday.Actually applied for leave today but i had to postpone coz of my PAF Meeting.No One at my Department.Jenny has gone for an appointment and Thama is on leave.So its me alone with the Temporary staff.:(.Both my babies are with my In Laws at Banting.I have No choice.Waiting for the new maid to arrive on monday.I cant wait to bring them back.Its so hard to be without the kids at home.You know what last weekend i ended up cryin.......and cryin...the whole night thinking of my Kubendran. Actually Im very attached with my Kubendran Compare to Danendran ( Second Edition ) coz, eversince Kubendran was born i was not workin and all the while i was taking care of him with the help of the maid.Only recently after delivering my Danendran I started to work and you know.....My second baby is always with maid.I love my babies but...more attached to the first One.I really miss my babies so badly.Maybe thats why im falling sick very often.What to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway....Ive applied for leave on monday and tuesday.Coz,the new maid is arriving on Saturday,so I need to train her and teach her the basic things she have to know.I still fear of leaving the kids with maid alone.So,Maybe for time being will leave them with my in laws.Let her get used to them,Then,We will bring her back here to Puchong.So,everyday have to go to my hubby's office and wait till he finishes all his work then,we will go back home.On the way we will grab sumthin to eat outside.Im just too fed up with outside food now.I really miss my maid's cooking.I dont want to talk about the 'RUNaWay Maid'.How far she can Run?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hear many people say that Indonesian Maids are bad,they just run awaylah and all sorts of thing.Trust me all the maids are the same.No matter Which country they come from they all are the same.Firstly we shouldnt leave the kids alone at home and there must be someone to accompany them.I know many people dont have the facility of having someone to acompany them.(Dont Talk Rubbish we are having maid bcoz got no one at home) Secondly,If You are staying in Flat,Apartment,Condominium...... then the chances of the maids running away is very,very high.Thirdly and Lastly Staying around Construction Areas....thats It..........no second Though immediately they will run away,with their Romeo.My God!Nowadays Its so Hard to find a good maid.Those who have good maids Please appreciate Yours.Dont Treat them badly.Always remember we are leaving Our Loved Ones With them to take care.So,What we do thats what we get back In Return.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have to wait and see the arrival of my maid on this saturday Morning.Oh! God Hopefully she is Good enough to take care of my kids.Wish Me Luck People.&lt;/strong&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/6153344529824950623-3240874572139903572?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/3240874572139903572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=3240874572139903572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/3240874572139903572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/3240874572139903572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/02/sick-and-tired.html' title='SiCk AnD tIrED'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-3165245589579856664</id><published>2008-02-15T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:26:22.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONG XI FA CAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7VopeNguHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U1jSD0kdrCU/s1600-h/001+preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167151209171171442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7VopeNguHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U1jSD0kdrCU/s320/001+preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-3165245589579856664?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/3165245589579856664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=3165245589579856664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/3165245589579856664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/3165245589579856664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='GONG XI FA CAI'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R7VopeNguHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U1jSD0kdrCU/s72-c/001+preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-2221323810215388397</id><published>2008-01-22T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:07:04.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kamunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunger strike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thaipusam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia Hindu Sangam'/><title type='text'>Hooked on Thaipusam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://naznazreen.fotopages.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158119907057410418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5VSugEHIXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VI5W9rYbfjU/s320/thaipusam_flatternimage_750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thaipusam is a Hindu Festival celebrated in January or February (it falls on the full moon day in the Tamil month of Thai when the astrological star, Pusam, reigns). On this day, Goddess Parvathi gave her son Murugan the invincible vel (lance) to vanquish the evil asura (demons). Thus Thaipusam is a commemoration of the triumph of good over evil.&lt;br /&gt;This year, about a million people converged on Malaysia's Batu Caves to observe the rites, and I was one of them. Most of the devotees had come to give thanks for blessings received. Many had asked for something in particular -- a child or the health of a family member, for example -- and had vowed to perform one of the Thaipusam devotions such as wearing a vel, bearing a kavadi (literally, "burden," such as a pitcher or jug) or carrying a milk pot offering up the 276 steps to the cave temple. Couples who had recently been blessed with a baby carried the infant in a saffron-colored sarong slung between sugarcane poles. As part of the ritual, some devotees had shaved their heads and those of their children, brought offerings of fruit and milk and bathed in the nearby Batu River. &lt;a href="http://naznazreen.fotopages.com/"&gt;(photo by nash)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thaipusam declared a public holiday for Kuala Lumpur and Putrajaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:news@nst.com.my"&gt;By : NST NEWSDESK &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Sunday/Frontpage/20080120175909/Article/index_html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PRIME Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi has announced that the Government has declared Thaipusam a public holiday for Kuala Lumpur and Putrajaya. This year’s Thaipusam falls on Wednesday (Jan 23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Currently, Thaipusam is a public holiday in Negri Sembilan, Perak, Penang, Johor and Selangor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PM mulls over holiday for Thaipusam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lembu Punya Susu Sapi Dapat Nama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindusangam.org.my/"&gt;Malaysian Hindu Sangam &lt;/a&gt;president Datuk A. Vaithilingam said the Hindus here are definitely happy as the organisation had been appealing for over 20 years for Thaipusam to be declared a holiday for the Federal Territory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wonder how long MIC being asking for it. Thanks to Hindraf Rally, the wish is granted in 2008! Of course, having an election around the corner plays a role too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Worst is NST who attributed the success to MIC (&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Monday/Frontpage/2137655/Article/index_html"&gt;Headline screams:Holiday for KL, Putrajaya thanks to MIC's efforts&lt;/a&gt;). In Malay, there is a proverb -"lembu punya susu, sapi dapat nama." (the cow's milk, but buffalo gets name).The news came out early when PM hinted that cabinet will consider the proposal to declare Thaipusam as public holiday, when he attended the Ponggal Festival celebration at Bukit Bintang. It became reality when he announced it on Sunday evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hindraf 5 to begin hunger strike on Monday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jan 18, 08 4:58pm &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/77199"&gt;(Malaysiakini.com)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5VYUwEHIYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RtZSjF80bvA/s1600-h/6381FD8EC6A2FABFFC30BD63EDFE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158126061745545602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5VYUwEHIYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RtZSjF80bvA/s320/6381FD8EC6A2FABFFC30BD63EDFE.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five ethnic Indian Malaysian activists will go on hunger strike to protest against being detained without trial after organising anti-discrimination protests, their lawyer said Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Complaints about conditions in Kamunting detention camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(source:&lt;a href="http://raajarox.com/?p=250"&gt;Raajarox.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158127552099197346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5VZrgEHIaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qsbl3zf9y3Q/s400/page1ko3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-2221323810215388397?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/2221323810215388397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=2221323810215388397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/2221323810215388397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/2221323810215388397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/01/hooked-on-thaipusam.html' title='Hooked on Thaipusam'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5VSugEHIXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VI5W9rYbfjU/s72-c/thaipusam_flatternimage_750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-867215849055242630</id><published>2007-01-17T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:16:40.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Its True..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5Bn5AEHIRI/AAAAAAAAADg/dVWXTVkN5LE/s1600-h/a1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156735802306666770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5Bn5AEHIRI/AAAAAAAAADg/dVWXTVkN5LE/s320/a1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I actually got this from a friend and I sincerely can’t agree more. It’s amazing how a tiny baby changes the perspective of the little things in this world forever….it’s really bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone warns you that having a baby will change your life.Sure, you’ll have less money (and sleep), and a lot more responsibility.But when the centre of your universe shifts to your new baby, there’s much to celebrate too:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You discover an inner strength you never realised you had.&lt;br /&gt;• You accept that the last 15 pregnancy pounds you can’t seem to shift are absolutely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;• You don’t need a clock any more - your baby now sets your daily schedule.&lt;br /&gt;• You respect and love your own parents in a new way.&lt;br /&gt;• Any pain your baby suffers feels much worse than your own.&lt;br /&gt;• You don’t mind going to bed at 9pm on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;• Your heart breaks much more easily.&lt;br /&gt;• You discover how much there is to say about one little baby tooth.&lt;br /&gt;• You look at your baby in the mirror instead of yourself. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BuDwEHIUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/b3jY6C0fZ7U/s1600-h/b6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156742584060027202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BuDwEHIUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/b3jY6C0fZ7U/s200/b6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• You’re no longer disgusted by babies’ bodily functions - in fact, you’re fascinated by them (hooray, a poo!)&lt;br /&gt;• The sacrifices you thought you’d made to have a baby no longer seem that big a deal.&lt;br /&gt;• You respect your body … finally.&lt;br /&gt;• You realise that a baby’s comforter has magical powers!&lt;br /&gt;• You give parents with a screaming baby an “I-know-the-feeling” look, instead of a “Can’t-they-shut-him-up?” one.&lt;br /&gt;• You make time for one more baby hug and kiss, even if it means you’ll be late.&lt;br /&gt;• You realise that it’s possible to love a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;• You learn that taking a shower is a luxury, never mind a trip to the hairdresser’s.&lt;br /&gt;• You finally get to speak to the shy neighbour in your street, because you’ve got a baby in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;• You find that things that once seemed important are now meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;• Every day is a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-867215849055242630?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/867215849055242630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=867215849055242630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/867215849055242630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/867215849055242630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-true.html' title='Its True..............'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5Bn5AEHIRI/AAAAAAAAADg/dVWXTVkN5LE/s72-c/a1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153344529824950623.post-4561739647737889953</id><published>2007-01-02T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:44:01.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kubendran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday baby...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48QHgEHINI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VXsxE-QrUu0/s1600-h/appa.+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156357819414814930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48QHgEHINI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VXsxE-QrUu0/s320/appa.+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my! How did this happen? How did Kubendran get to be a year old already? Yes, you read that right my little baby turns ONE TODAY! I can’t even stand it. Throughout this whole weekend, starting on Monday night, I relived this entire weekend as it unfolded last year. It was hard adjusting to the days of the weekend not coinciding with the real dates like last year, but it was fun. For instance, on this past Monday night I turned to my hubbie and said, “hey sayang, this time last year, we were on our way home from the Dr.’s clinic so we could go out for a nice Teh Tarik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156356144377569442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48OmAEHIKI/AAAAAAAAACk/3_SbVctwKX0/s320/bday+cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This afternoon after a short nap as I woke up and looked at the clock at precisely 5.53pm, and relived the birth of my little boy. It was at 5.53pm last year on this date my little boy graced this world with his presence . I had been in the hospital since Sunday morning, going through inducing drugs. I feared having my baby on Sunday, which was the 1st January, because some believe that Sunday is not auspicious even its New Year (Ayiooo Indian Believe Maaa)And Finally my Baby was Out On Monday after So much of struggle….Well..It was C-Section. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156355762125480082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48OPwEHIJI/AAAAAAAAACc/iXq5WwOWGAg/s320/bday+bash+family.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, without further ado, I should get down to business and write my little Boy his 1 year letter. Here’s your warning people…grab the hankie and get comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Darling Kubendran,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156354748513198210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48NUwEHIII/AAAAAAAAACU/zmhtGz3McFw/s320/bday+bash+14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is perhaps the biggest milestone (oh ! My I can’t even get through the first sentence without my eyes welling up) of your first year. Sure, you’ve hit some major milestones like, taking to breastfeeding like a champ, smiling at us on cue, sleeping through the night at 7 weeks old, rolling over from front to back and back to front, eating a various array of solid foods starting at 4 months,not giving up on the pacifier without being prompted to, sitting up unassisted, standing, cruising along the furniture, walking unassisted, using some baby sign language to communicate with us-, getting 9 teeth (two of them being molars…blast those molars…they were my least favorite) and of course talking and saying various words. But really, for me, making it to your first birthday means so much more than any of that. It means we did it! Your appa and I made it through the first year. We didn’t fail at parenting (yet!)! It means we (your appa and I) sustained a human life aside of our own with only a few bumps and bruises along the way. But all in all, it was a really good year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156354121447972978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48MwQEHIHI/AAAAAAAAACM/Wm2Tt7WQAmI/s320/bday+bash+13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Kubendran, from the moment I first laid eyes on you at 5.57pm that Rainy January day last year I felt love like never before. I confess I’ve kissed you more times than I think I’ve ever kissed anyone from the top of your sweet baby smelling head to tippiest of tips of your toes, I can’t refrain from the kissing. I’ve hugged you close to my heart, so close and so tight, at times I thought I might squeeze your stuffin’ right out of your ears. I’ve been so lucky to have such a wonderful baby. You’ve never failed to surprise me. Those first nights home with you were some of the best. You’d need me in the middle of the night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156353614641832034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48MSwEHIGI/AAAAAAAAACE/u1LF9Ej2mY8/s320/bday+bash+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over this past year, I am lucky to have also felt your love. Whether you know it or not, you’ve made me feel so loved. I’ve felt more loved than I ever thought anyone could love me. Oh sure, I knew I could love you, and I realize now just how much love I am capable of, but you loving me and wanting me to hold you and cuddle you is a whole other thing. Okay, so not everyday is that happy-go-lucky feeling of rainbows, pink hearts and unicorn butts, for goodness sake we all have our moments, but the times when we’re in tuned with each other are so special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156352970396737618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48LtQEHIFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-H1KAQUJ_Aw/s320/bday+bash+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’ve been writing this all day and I am fried. There just aren’t the right words to truly express to you how much I love you and how much this past year has meant to me. You’re the bestest kid in the whole wide world, I know it and your appa knows it. Oh and speaking of your appa…he has done a fantastic job with you. When you’re old enough to read this, you need to go and give him a huge hug for being the bestest dad ever!!! He has really stepped up to the plate and taken the bull by the horns baby by the diapers!!! You are very lucky to have him for a daddy and that makes me happy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156352347626479682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48LJAEHIEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PsMXa7-kUGw/s320/bday+bash+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, your 1st year Birthday Party was fun Im so happy to make it meaningful coz I celebrated it for you with the unfortunate kids.grandma came over to help in cooking. By the time the birthday party started , you were so tired and didn’t want any part of it. Oh well, next time maybe! Maybe we’ll try tomorrow! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156351849410273330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48KsAEHIDI/AAAAAAAAABs/HRYN2b1XUbs/s320/bday+bash+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to your second year ! What adventures lie ahead? We’ll have to just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156351213755113506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48KHAEHICI/AAAAAAAAABk/5qpz42aArF4/s320/bday+bash+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Lil Kubendran. Thank you for being a part of my life and being such a special little Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amma &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6153344529824950623-4561739647737889953?l=tikadel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/feeds/4561739647737889953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6153344529824950623&amp;postID=4561739647737889953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/4561739647737889953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6153344529824950623/posts/default/4561739647737889953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tikadel.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday baby...........'/><author><name>puspa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07659255658866347929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='9' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R5BvqAEHIVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jXJ4fEXkaCk/S220/puspa.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mPR63Zr9QpA/R48QHgEHINI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VXsxE-QrUu0/s72-c/appa.+baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
