<?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-2446463747707742276</id><updated>2011-11-02T01:02:21.295-07:00</updated><category term='mspaint'/><category term='chalk'/><category term='poem'/><category term='stories'/><category term='titanic'/><category term='drawings'/><category term='Bamboo Graphics Pen'/><category term='rangoli'/><category term='letter'/><title type='text'>Manicka's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-4489860626792580014</id><published>2011-01-17T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T11:03:31.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taj Mahal</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS TAJMAHAL?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Tajmahal, it is a beautiful building which is built by the&lt;br /&gt;fifth mugal emparor SHAH JAHAN. It is built because of a promise made&lt;br /&gt;by our hero SHAH JAHAN to his beloved wife&lt;br /&gt;MUMTAZ. They spent 41 millions rupees 50 kilos of gold. About 20000&lt;br /&gt;workers  laboured for 12 years to complete it in 1643.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEAUTINESS OF TAJMAHAL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Tajmahal is made up of pure white marble to show the&lt;br /&gt;pure love Shah Jahan had on mumtaz. the filigree screen, dainity carved in a single&lt;br /&gt;block of marble.It has a very brilliant  and beautiful artistic works which&lt;br /&gt;adds a real beautiness of a building it makes Indians proud that they are&lt;br /&gt;also famous for archetic works. Mumtaz mahal's cenotaph raised on a platfoarm&lt;br /&gt;is placed naxt to Shah Jahan's The actual graves in a dark crypt below are&lt;br /&gt;closed to the public. the lotus pool has lotus shaped fountains spouts, the pool&lt;br /&gt;reflects the tomb. flowers such as tulip, lily, irisand poppy were depicted as&lt;br /&gt;srays or in arabesque patterns.white marble, black slates, yellow red and grey&lt;br /&gt;sandstones used for decoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABOUT OUR HERO SHAH JAHAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Shah Jahan was also known as Shahbuddin Mohammed&lt;br /&gt;Shah Jahan who ruled INDIA from 1628 to 1658. He born on 5th januvary 1592.&lt;br /&gt;The period of Shah Jahan's rule in India is regarded as THE GOLDEN AGE&lt;br /&gt;OF INDIAN ARCHETECTURE. He loves archetec works&lt;br /&gt;His main aim was to rule the whole world but when he succeded the throne&lt;br /&gt;of his father Jahangir, he was titled as 'Lord of the Auspicious&lt;br /&gt;Conjunctions'&lt;br /&gt;he was also told by his people as THE KING OF THE WORLD. As he was&lt;br /&gt;a fine ruler he also constucted many buildings namely&lt;br /&gt;Red Fort or Lal Quila (Delhi)&lt;br /&gt;Agra Fort (Partly)&lt;br /&gt;Jama Masjid (Delhi)&lt;br /&gt;Moti Masjid or Pearl Mosque (Lahore)&lt;br /&gt;Shalimar Gardens (Lahore)&lt;br /&gt;Sections of the Lahore Fort (Lahore)&lt;br /&gt;Jahangir Mausoleum&lt;br /&gt;Takht-e-Taus&lt;br /&gt;Shahjahan Mosque (Thatta)&lt;br /&gt;                One of his son  AURANGAZEB took an oppurtunity to take&lt;br /&gt;over the throne. Shahjahn has gone ill in 1657. His son thron him in the&lt;br /&gt;prison and our hero died in the year 1666&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; BEAUTINESS OF GOD,  MUMTAZ MAHAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Mumtaz Mahal is a common nick name of Arjumand Banu&lt;br /&gt;Begum, an Empress of India during the Mughal Dynasty. She born in Agra.&lt;br /&gt;She was relegiously a SHIA MUSLIM.&lt;br /&gt;She was married on the age 14 to Prince Khurram, who would later ascend&lt;br /&gt;the Peacock Throne as Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan I. She was very&lt;br /&gt;beauiful and every poet compairs her beautiness with their writtings.&lt;br /&gt;She was a kind, gentle and lovable woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shri. P.N.OAK:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               purushottam Nagesh Oak (March 2, 1917 - December 4, 2007),&lt;br /&gt;commonly referred to as P. N. Oak, was an Indian writer. Who tries to&lt;br /&gt;prove that Taj Mahal is a HINDU TEMPLE.  Some of his research follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The ending mahal is never Muslim because  in none of the  countries around the world from   AFGHANISTAN TO ALGERIA is there a building known as  MAHAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The unusual explanation of the term Tajmahal derives from Mumtaz Mahal, who buried in it is illogical in atleast two respectsm viz., first her name was not Mumtazmaal but Mmtaz-ul-zamani and second one cannot omit the first three letters MUM from a woman's name to derive the remainder as the name of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The tomb should be understood to signify NOT A BUILDING  but only the grave or centotaph inside it. This would help people to ealize that all dead  muslim couriers and roylty including Humayun, AKbar, Mumtaz, Etmasd-ud-Daula and Safdarjang have been buried in capture Hindu mansions and temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Moreover if the Taj is belived to be a burial place, how can the term Mahal'i.ei, mansion applay to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Since the term Taj mahal is not considered as a mogul court it is observed as TAJ and MAHAL are of Sanscrit orgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The term Taj Mahal is a corrupt form of the sanskrit term TajoMahalay signifying a Shiva Temple. Agreshwar Mahadev i.e., The Lord of Agra was consecrated in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The pictures carved inside the upper border of themarble lattice plus those mounted on it number 108-a nomber sacred in Hindu Temple tradition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. There are persons who are connected with maintainance of the Taj who have seen the ancient sacred Shiva linga and other idols sealed in the  thic walls and in chambers in secret,.&lt;br /&gt;                               he found more than this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHICH IS TRUTH:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       May be Mr. P.N.Oak is right in these statements, which will make all of them to belive . On watching this confusions we could understood that if something is popular everybody would like to look close to it, to find some popularity for them this is really funny, isn't? But on reseaching these things it would only leads to fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DECISIONS OF THE STUDENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              As I asked about this to my friends, sisters and brothers&lt;br /&gt;10% of them told it will be muslims property&lt;br /&gt;15% of them told on hearing Mr.P.N.Oak researches it might be HINDUS       property&lt;br /&gt;35% of them told 1st it is HINDUS PROPERY and later it becomes property  of Muslims. so obviously it is property of both&lt;br /&gt;40%  of them told never mind about relegions it is only a beautiful building&lt;br /&gt;       please aviod this religious matters and we want pease world&lt;br /&gt;  from these answers I could understand many of them doesn't wanted to take it as in reigious way but to make it as more popular&lt;br /&gt;though it may be Hindu's or muslim's nobody will mind for it. It is just a beautyful building. AND I AM HAPPY FOR THAT, what about you my readers... ;)     &lt;br /&gt;SO MY READERS WHAT DO U THINK ABOUT TAJMAHAL....!&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/2446463747707742276-4489860626792580014?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4489860626792580014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=4489860626792580014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/4489860626792580014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/4489860626792580014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/taj-mahal.html' title='Taj Mahal'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-6391727334949052282</id><published>2010-11-17T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T06:37:06.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>A GAME OF LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A game to play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but least to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make a way .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; to reach the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try, try audience  say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they won't try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until I try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may win or lose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the scores are true.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;the levels are more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be no luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there should be some hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To play that game,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As life came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheating will give money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But honesty will give popularity.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The game gets tough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the players are rough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you move a coin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will give you a coin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That coin will give you a lot of dollars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day,that dollar denotes you to all. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;someday the dollar may say goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you say that the cheating are for right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the coins in your hand becomes light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want it back, do something right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to play that game, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;As life came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be wise to make your game nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avoid lies if you want your dollars to be raised!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-6391727334949052282?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6391727334949052282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=6391727334949052282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6391727334949052282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6391727334949052282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/game-of-life.html' title='A GAME OF LIFE'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-6043339307020775805</id><published>2010-07-31T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:28:40.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My frienda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-6043339307020775805?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6043339307020775805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=6043339307020775805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6043339307020775805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6043339307020775805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-frienda.html' title='My frienda'/><author><name>manicka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633908339104913497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-1813847534801222902</id><published>2010-04-12T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:18:34.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGIC OF PALACE 3rd PART {Brindanz war [gods war]}</title><content type='html'>Hi, here is your story MAGIC OF PALACE 3 part&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The answers for 2nd part is liya hugged that statue because it was her husband and you can get &amp;nbsp;the answer for my 2ns question from this story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;After Liya went to upstairs, She heard some voice, so she suddenly closed the door and went down.and she had a long breath. After some mins, the queen came and informed to&amp;nbsp;Liya that there is a&amp;nbsp;important&amp;nbsp;poojas at 5:00 pm so Liya should not wander around the palace and she should be in her room only. she told ok&amp;nbsp;politely and told herself that "this is the day I am waiting for This would be the last day for Grecse".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;At sharply 3:00 she went to&amp;nbsp;upstairs again but she opened a library which is a&amp;nbsp;restricted area before she stepped into the room she ate something and she became&amp;nbsp;invisible&amp;nbsp;she checked every rack and finally she found a book called "BRINDANZ WAR {gods order}".This is what I want and she read that book and told herself that. This book only contains about the war. she suddenly heard someone's footsteps so she remained as&amp;nbsp;statue. It was Greece who entered into the room, when he entered he smiled and went to another&amp;nbsp;direction, he took a key and opened a door. Liya also watched that . He took a book from that room. Liya whispered herself that "that is the book which I want!". Then Greece went out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The poojas began. Liya cried aloud with disappointment and she became angry she split out a thing which she&amp;nbsp;eaten&amp;nbsp;when she went into the room and she took a sword to kill Greece.she went near Greece and told "you, The destroyer of the world I am going to kill you". Greece's shoulders ran to her to save their king. In that second Greece shouted "stop it" . It became so silence,Greece began to speak "Listen Liya, You can kill me, But before that you should know one thing to save your husband. In the past I am and your husband Brindanz are close friends, one day I&amp;nbsp;decided to give my half a kingdom to my close friend. But my enemies who became&amp;nbsp;jealous of our friendship and wealth. On those days we were &amp;nbsp;strong &amp;nbsp;in this country, so some of &amp;nbsp;our enemies talked to my close friends to&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;him from me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Their speech gave him some wrong thoughts of me. so he told that he&amp;nbsp;decided to take war against me. Do you know one thing Liya we actually have powers to talk to god and the god will help us directly.when we took war Brindanz done some&amp;nbsp;cheating from god side so our gods became angry at him because he don't know what is the meaning of friendship and began to do&amp;nbsp;cheating. so when the war began. the gods changed him and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;his army into statue and ordered us to take care of those statues. But I want my friend back so I asked to god that "oh my lord, I can't live without my friend,so what I mean to say is, can I exchange our fate?" and he replayed as to do poojas for 2 years and he could exchange. &amp;nbsp;so that only I am doing all these poojas and the god also ordered as not to spell those magical words which U are searching for.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Liya became so surprised on hearing these news she couldn't&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;it too. so she asked " how could I&amp;nbsp;believe you? a light appeared then everybody in that hall sat down in respect. that light told that " Liya I am the god, I am the one who punished your husband" Liya cried "oh god! please save my husband" god&amp;nbsp;replied that " Liya, its out of my hand, It is in your husband's thoughts to make &amp;nbsp;himself&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;free".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Greece began to speak" my dear friend, I know that you are hearing our voice, just listen to me my friend. we all are here with lot of love in our heart for you. But you only not understanding us ". On hearing these words Brindanz statue began to crack because he is&amp;nbsp;crying inside his heart because of his mistake. Then after 2 mins Brindanz came alive. He ran and hugged his friend Greece and cried " I am sorry my friend" Then Greece had some tears in his eyes. And all of them in that&amp;nbsp;palace&amp;nbsp;became very happy because the&amp;nbsp;2 friends was together now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hai! how is my story? I wrote this story now itself &amp;nbsp;because It was my first comment for my last pose. hi Jey brother are you happy now? :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Thankyou for saravenesh machan and Venkata Vishwanath Vanjari &amp;nbsp;brother for the response.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-1813847534801222902?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1813847534801222902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=1813847534801222902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/1813847534801222902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/1813847534801222902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/magic-of-palace-3rd-part-brindanz-war.html' title='MAGIC OF PALACE 3rd PART {Brindanz war [gods war]}'/><author><name>manicka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633908339104913497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-4793373755152821629</id><published>2010-04-07T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:37:41.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY WRITINGS</title><content type='html'>Hai readers,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;I am proud that many of them are interested to read my stories. My first story is a love story, it was written when I was studying 3rd standard but I am sorry I don't remember that story now. Then I wrote TITANIC story &amp;nbsp; ,it was written when I was studying 4th std, then my brother seen that and he found that I was interested in writing stories then he created a blog for me. Before creating the blog I used to chat with my brother in balapa's computer at the same time one day he created a blog for me.OUR CONVERSATION GONE LIKE THIS TO GIVE A NAME TO MY BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Manicka: ethavathu name kudu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;(Give any name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;MY BROTHER: Ok. I will give the name as "Manicka is a stupid girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Manicka: (shouting) Youuuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;MY BROTHER: Tell me something nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Manicka: Manicka is a good girlnu potuka.{write as manicka is a good girl}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;MY BROTHER: Is the word "good" spelled as "B-A-D"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Manicka: Youuuuu. that is bad. Good is spelled as "G-O-O-D".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;MY BROTHER: No no. You are wrong. "G-O-O-D" is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Manicka: Youu. Put Manicka is a GOOD girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUS NOW MY BLOG IS NAMED AS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;TITANIC STORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt; It is the first story which I &amp;nbsp;wrote in pen, but when I wrote it, I first written ice rock instead of iceberg, then my brother changed it. Everybody told that the climax was good, it gave me a happiest smile that I never had before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;MAGIC OF PALACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;It is my first story which I wrote with my own creation from the beginning but I didn't &amp;nbsp;finish it yet. But I decided to finish it within 5 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #a64d79;"&gt;MY FAMILY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; I didn't paste this story in my blog but I wrote it in my dairy and I finished that story too. This story is about a man who solves a mystery in his home but that mystery gives him a great surprise&amp;nbsp;at last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: red;"&gt;MURDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; I didn't paste this story too. This is a story about the&amp;nbsp;continuous&amp;nbsp;murder in a home everybody &amp;nbsp;dies in that family, police will try to find it and they &amp;nbsp;arrested a person after few days. 7&amp;nbsp;friends comes to live in that home but again the murder continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;ANGELLEENA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;This story is about a girl named Lakshmi who is having strange story in her dream but it is true.she don't like to tell to anybody except her best friend Arnmatha because she thinks that no one will&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #93c47d;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;This story is specially made for students. In this story there are 4 students who is having&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;characters. They are&amp;nbsp;enemies who becomes&amp;nbsp;friends gradually and solves their problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #7f6000;"&gt;WHO AM I ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;This story is about a girl who is feeling some&amp;nbsp;disturbance when she enters into her new school. she makes good friend but she don't want to share her problem with her friends because she thinks that if she tells about her disturbance her friends will think that she is a bad girl because she tells lies always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #4c1130;"&gt; THESE ARE MY STORIES, MY DEAR READERS. FROM THESE STORIES I PASTED 2 STORIES IN MY BLOG. BUT I DIDN'T PASTE&amp;nbsp;REMAINING&amp;nbsp;5 STORIES. I DON'T KNOW WHICH STORY I SHOULD WRITE FIRST SO, I DECIDED TO FOLLOW YOUR CHOICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #4c1130;"&gt;NOW READERS YOUR DUTY IS READ CAREFULLY ABOUT ALL THESE STORIES. THEN TELL ME YOUR CHOICE THROUGH COMMEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;thank you give me the right choice ......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #7f6000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #7f6000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-4793373755152821629?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4793373755152821629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=4793373755152821629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/4793373755152821629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/4793373755152821629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/hai-readers-am-proud-that-many-of-them.html' title='MY WRITINGS'/><author><name>manicka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633908339104913497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-8612975579690844019</id><published>2010-03-07T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T06:52:06.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGELLENA</title><content type='html'>7.3.2010 &lt;br /&gt;Hi, I am lakshmi. But my friends will call me as kanima, because I love kids whenever I see a kid I will call them as Kanima. Ok now I am sad because, I know that everybody will have some talent but I am not having any talent. Ofcouse I will sing, write songs and dance too, but I won't be completely good.... Ok dairy, We will meet tomorrow, Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; So I think everybody understood about lakshmi. Well, she is studying 7th std and she has a very good friend.&amp;nbsp; Her name is Amrathna . They will share about everything.Ok lets see the story.&lt;br /&gt;8.3.2010 at a dress shop.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to go shopping, But what to do, I have to&amp;nbsp; buy a dress to my mom for her birthday.Wait somebody is calling me. she entered into a room, she seen a colored glass and told "what is this?". she just touched it and she was fainted. she heard some voice, she woke up and seen around her. She couldn't believe her eyes because, she stood in a place which is in full of white color. But she is little scared too, because she don't know what place is that. she heard a voice back of her . she turned and asked "who are you? and the replay was ,"Hi lakshmi, oh I don't want to call U like that, I mean I want to call u as Kanima because, I wanna be your friend. Well, my name is Angellina. And U are in my world which is called MLFIANLAC and U are here because, I need your help to save me and my world". lakshmi replayed "ok sister, If u want&amp;nbsp; help means. U should select some one who is talented, good looking and brilliant, But my did u select me?. Angellena went near her with a smilling face and told her that "Kanima U are having everything, that's why I am trusting U . I know that U can do anything but U don't know that and please call me as Angellena". lakshmi thought that to believe her or not then, after some time she told "ok I will help U". But today I went to a shop then I found a mirror and I came here. If I want to come here&amp;nbsp; what should I next time?". Angellena told that "Just go near that door U will understand". lakshmi smiled and told her " ok, U are looking beautiful with shiny and silky brown hair , blue eyes and&amp;nbsp; fair color". Angellena&amp;nbsp; giggled and told that "well thank you Kanima, and U are looking beautiful with your smile". lakshmi laughed and went into that door.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; She woke up she looked around and talked to herself when did I come to my room, Oh its just a dream and she directly seen her desk she seen a box and opened it "wow what a beautiful dress she found a letter too. It has written in that &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hi kanima,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hope this will fit for your mother&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; by Angellena.&lt;br /&gt;wow! thank u Angellena. well my money is saved. she checked her purse and told Oh! angellina U took my money.she smiled and she presented&amp;nbsp; that dress to her mother which is bought by Angellena. Her mother was so surprised she kissed on lakshmi's forehead. Lakshmi don't want to tell to her mother about Angellena. because she know that her mother won't belive her. But she want to tell to Amrathna because she is her close friend. so she told about Angellena visit. Amrathna belived her by seeing the letter which was written by Angellena and she also know that lakshmi is not good at telling lies.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hope U all understand this story and like this story too. we can see what happens next at 2nd part.BYE BYE BUT NEVER SAY GOODBYE&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-8612975579690844019?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8612975579690844019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=8612975579690844019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/8612975579690844019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/8612975579690844019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/angellena.html' title='ANGELLENA'/><author><name>manicka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633908339104913497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-6521776273903289906</id><published>2010-03-01T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:42:58.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE TALK TO ME......</title><content type='html'>I am missing all the one now, because when my holidays begins I will be very happy that I am going to meet everyone. But now a days I will tell myself that "oh my god, the boring days are going to begin" for 1 month I will be too lazy. but when the 2 months gets over I will be too sad that I couldn't enjoy during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One day I thought that what will I do when all my relatives comes to my home, I really felt very happy after that. so whenever I am sad I began to think that my relatives are with me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For 2 days it made me satisfy, but after 2 days it made me angry at everybody, I was angry with&amp;nbsp; my brothers because they have gone to work and not meeting me at all. And i also angry with all my machans because they have gone to collages &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But after few days I thought that I was a stupid. Because all of them&amp;nbsp; has gone because they have to work and study to get settle in their life. But i am still sad because none of my brothers or machans or annies are talking to me even in mobile except JEY ANNA and DIVYA ANNI, I am little afraid that WILL MY FRIENDS{RELATIVES} FORGET ME!!?.No, I am sure that they won't forget me, will they?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok, now my point is everybody please talk to me, because I am felling very lonely now a days and please add comment for this. The person who didn't write comment or talking in phone will indicate that they have forgotten me! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-6521776273903289906?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6521776273903289906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=6521776273903289906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6521776273903289906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6521776273903289906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-talk-to-me.html' title='PLEASE TALK TO ME......'/><author><name>manicka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633908339104913497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-1369912907879369053</id><published>2010-02-26T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:56:36.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRANGEST BEAUTY</title><content type='html'>I felt lonely,&lt;br /&gt;So, I went inside a park &lt;br /&gt;Somebody touched my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and I touched my shoulder too&lt;br /&gt;Oh! there is nothing except a leaf.&lt;br /&gt;I went on, suddenly the rain came,&lt;br /&gt;I ran and stood in a place &lt;br /&gt;where the water can't&amp;nbsp; come in .&lt;br /&gt;And I heard a voice, It called out my name&lt;br /&gt;It also told that&amp;nbsp; " turn and see me",&lt;br /&gt;So I told "be brave" myself&lt;br /&gt;And I turned slowly.... &lt;br /&gt;With lot of&amp;nbsp; fear in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Because the person who is behind me, &lt;br /&gt;Will steal something from me.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, It stolen my eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Wow! what a beautiful tree,&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;it called out my name&lt;br /&gt;Using its green leaves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-1369912907879369053?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1369912907879369053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=1369912907879369053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/1369912907879369053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/1369912907879369053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/strangest-beauty_26.html' title='STRANGEST BEAUTY'/><author><name>manicka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633908339104913497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-3972058713409478376</id><published>2010-02-06T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:52:08.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>Life means sorrows and happiness .The sorrows will be no longer until we die.Each sorrows has a beautiful and happy ending.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                The trees are enjoying with their leaves ,beautiful flowers and fruits . but they can't move independently ,that's their fate .  The papers can fly ,only when the wind comes , its their fate. The birds can fly independently but, if they tried to fly high it will be dangerous. So, we can enjoy like trees happily and helping others by giving shadow and shelter to others . But, we should not live like papers that means we should not depend upon others. We should  live like birds that means, we should be independent but we should not cross our limits because it may end in danger.&lt;br /&gt;                 Life is nature  .The nature will be too beautiful, nature means there will be some trees too,those tress will think that they are very poor because they couldn't move,but they are also happy that they are giving shelter , not only shelter but everything to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt; &lt;div&gt;  Even though they are sad they are having some happiness too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 At the same time, life will also have some sorrows and happiness.Even though life has risk,failure,sorrows etc, but in  the end it will lead to success and happy ending .A dot can end a sentence but three or more dots can make it a continuation  .The same is for life too. A mistake can end your life but three or more helpfulness can make the person to reach top of the life.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-3972058713409478376?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3972058713409478376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=3972058713409478376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/3972058713409478376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/3972058713409478376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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will like to respect our country,&lt;br /&gt;On HOLI u will be too colourful,&lt;br /&gt;On THELUNGU NEW YEAR u will wathch tv to see how the people of andhra are enjoying ,&lt;br /&gt;On TAMIL NEW YEAR U would like to do something new ,&lt;br /&gt;On VENAYAKARSHADHURTHI U will be the devotee of lord venayakar,&lt;br /&gt;On RAMZAN U will taste different kind of biriyani ,&lt;br /&gt;On SHARASWATHI POOJA U would like to sing the songs of gods,&lt;br /&gt;On DEEPAVALI U will enjoy by seeing colourful crackers,&lt;br /&gt;On CHRISMAS U will play happily&lt;br /&gt;On INDEPENDENCE DAY U will be proud to be an Indian,&lt;br /&gt;I AM SURE THAT U WILL ENJOY ALL THESE DAYS TOGETHER ON YOUR BIRHDAY...&lt;br /&gt;                         HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-3605620388909453385?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-779400747135162935</id><published>2009-05-07T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:42:56.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamed baby</title><content type='html'>my dreams are coming true now a days . the excellent dream in my life is , i heard  someone telling "here one girl came to call u chithi "&lt;br /&gt;you wont believe on morning i woke up , my sister told that she is having stomach pain, then I went to school .after my classes ended . i went to pooja shraya's house. bhuvana sis told that baby has born . i went to see the baby .my dreams came true!  kanaga athi told that  ''  here some one came to call you  chithi "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW   ABOUT    THE    BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS STILL IN IN MY EYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh she is in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;her soft black hair tells me not to get off from her&lt;br /&gt;what shall i do now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i seen her little eyes&lt;br /&gt;oh wait my heart is bumping fast&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhh how  a  little girl is attacking my heart with a little smile&lt;br /&gt;i wondered..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i seen her 1st  time , i imagined  if she  wears a little red colored frock&lt;br /&gt;carrying an umbrella  in left hand&lt;br /&gt;and hand bag in another hand&lt;br /&gt;just imagine this, u will be attracted by her&lt;br /&gt;oh what a girl ........!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-779400747135162935?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/779400747135162935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-4747523683466202773</id><published>2009-01-26T03:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:08:51.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rangoli'/><title type='text'>War against Terror not religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;அழிக்க நினைப்பது மதங்களை அல்ல; மத வெறிகளை&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/SX2meK5f7DI/AAAAAAAAKB4/npsDnrk0Sao/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/SX2meK5f7DI/AAAAAAAAKB4/npsDnrk0Sao/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295571774109379634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First prize in Rangoli Competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Conducted at Class level by SMBM School, Dindigul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on Republic Day, January 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Art &amp;amp; Design by Manicka and Haritha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-4747523683466202773?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4747523683466202773/comments/default' 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/&gt;greece: ok what is your name&lt;br /&gt;liya : my name is..... my name is... charle&lt;br /&gt;greece: ok u can join but u should stay in this palace only&lt;br /&gt;liya :oh thantyou king ok&lt;br /&gt;{then she helps the queen}&lt;br /&gt;{one day&lt;br /&gt;liya goes to the up stairs she opened one room in the room there are&lt;br /&gt;many stachues and liya run hurryley and hold one stachew and she&lt;br /&gt;cried}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd part is end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tell me who is liya ?&lt;br /&gt;why she told that her name was charle?&lt;br /&gt;pleace kindly give me the correct answer the gift is waiting for u&lt;br /&gt;............. :D&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-5368572081845754505?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-7727441250112297171</id><published>2008-03-04T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:47:19.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bamboo Graphics Pen'/><title type='text'>Bamboo Graphics Pen - Its great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/R820TPjDcSI/AAAAAAAAEMk/SFRFUFdNEiY/s1600-h/great.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173989789602640162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/R820TPjDcSI/AAAAAAAAEMk/SFRFUFdNEiY/s320/great.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Created in MS Paint using &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wacom.com/bambootablet/index.cfm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bamboo Graphics pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-7727441250112297171?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7727441250112297171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=7727441250112297171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/7727441250112297171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Pongaloooooooo Pongal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY PONGAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/R559zfMmRVI/AAAAAAAAD98/1ihZFJ_9FJo/s1600-h/pongaloooooooo+pongal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160700546514306386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/R559zfMmRVI/AAAAAAAAD98/1ihZFJ_9FJo/s400/pongaloooooooo+pongal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Created in MS Paint&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/2446463747707742276-1707122085042902949?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1707122085042902949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=1707122085042902949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/1707122085042902949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/1707122085042902949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/pongaloooooooo-pongal.html' title='Pongaloooooooo Pongal'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/R559zfMmRVI/AAAAAAAAD98/1ihZFJ_9FJo/s72-c/pongaloooooooo+pongal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-9046724237778884145</id><published>2008-01-05T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T10:02:53.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>MaGiC oF PaLaCe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;{ U THINK THAT THIS STORY WAS THERILING STORY BUT ITS NOT A THERAL STORY READ AND UNDER STAND}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaGiC oF PaLaCe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In landon there where 6 best friends they friend in 1st std now there age was 21 still they r friends in next day&lt;br /&gt;we have function did u now lioly. oh i now . shall we go and buy some dresss guys&lt;br /&gt;ya ok wowwwwwwww WHAT A GREAT BUILDING IS THIS but why its locked&lt;br /&gt;hai take that pin for open the gate k they were opened the gate the bright liht cane out from the door sudenly only 2 can peson gone inside the earth started 2 rotate back words then soonly the door closed the both person saw a temple it is made upof dimond and they here some voice it says that 1 or 2 min close your eyessss........ and they closed there eyes an they opened there eyes there dress where changedthey saw the building was like new palace they gone in side nd they seated in the one chair they foroted that they where friends now they are king and qween oF the landon&lt;br /&gt;the END THE 1st PART IS END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF U want 2 read 2nd part pleac read n new year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-9046724237778884145?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9046724237778884145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=9046724237778884145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/9046724237778884145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/9046724237778884145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/magic-of-palace.html' title='MaGiC oF PaLaCe'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-6059789755937039334</id><published>2007-10-13T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T09:43:48.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'>My family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RxD0y_i1ukI/AAAAAAAADtU/Q4GGDtqqtmI/s1600-h/MY_FAMILY.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RxD1Lvi1umI/AAAAAAAADtk/tA0A7hZ3weM/s1600-h/MY_FAMILY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120862358410213986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RxD1Lvi1umI/AAAAAAAADtk/tA0A7hZ3weM/s320/MY_FAMILY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RxD06Pi1ulI/AAAAAAAADtc/tu8r8hBbjBM/s1600-h/myfamily.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120862057762503250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RxD06Pi1ulI/AAAAAAAADtc/tu8r8hBbjBM/s200/myfamily.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Created in MS Paint&lt;/span&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/2446463747707742276-6059789755937039334?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RxD1Lvi1umI/AAAAAAAADtk/tA0A7hZ3weM/s72-c/MY_FAMILY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-5836058056167087408</id><published>2007-08-01T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T09:09:33.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my brother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RrCv8yoOLnI/AAAAAAAADmU/sqfPjKraPiQ/s1600-h/the+big+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093764637473517170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RrCv8yoOLnI/AAAAAAAADmU/sqfPjKraPiQ/s200/the+big+cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RrCv9CoOLoI/AAAAAAAADmc/ct3S42UdER8/s1600-h/jey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093764641768484482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RrCv9CoOLoI/AAAAAAAADmc/ct3S42UdER8/s200/jey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Created in MS Paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/2446463747707742276-5836058056167087408?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5836058056167087408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=5836058056167087408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/5836058056167087408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/5836058056167087408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-to-my-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday to my brother!'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RrCv8yoOLnI/AAAAAAAADmU/sqfPjKraPiQ/s72-c/the+big+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-3019692926087488292</id><published>2007-07-18T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T10:25:29.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'>To the dearest friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;25th Anniversary to my Mom and Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rp5KBRfTC7I/AAAAAAAADlc/H-TtIUoOtfI/s1600-h/IMG_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088586014710238130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rp5KBRfTC7I/AAAAAAAADlc/H-TtIUoOtfI/s200/IMG_0540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rp5KBhfTC8I/AAAAAAAADlk/mGilh6QbkQY/s1600-h/IMG_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088586019005205442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rp5KBhfTC8I/AAAAAAAADlk/mGilh6QbkQY/s200/IMG_0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rp5KBxfTC9I/AAAAAAAADls/kpya_eO2Jgs/s1600-h/IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088586023300172754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rp5KBxfTC9I/AAAAAAAADls/kpya_eO2Jgs/s200/IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To the dearest friends, Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;br /&gt;We are lucky to have a wonderful parents.&lt;br /&gt;Mom, "U" tell us long stories and give wonderful ideas to write poems and stories&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, "U" teach us good habits and how to buy things, talk to others&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy anniversary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;N.Manickalakshmi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-3019692926087488292?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3019692926087488292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=3019692926087488292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/3019692926087488292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/3019692926087488292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-dearest-friends.html' title='To the dearest friends'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rp5KBRfTC7I/AAAAAAAADlc/H-TtIUoOtfI/s72-c/IMG_0540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-6401354277174446230</id><published>2007-04-18T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:54:34.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'>Good night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/goodnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/goodnight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Created in MS Paint&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-6401354277174446230?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6401354277174446230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=6401354277174446230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6401354277174446230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6401354277174446230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-night.html' title='Good night'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-7650740375417770612</id><published>2007-04-18T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:53:14.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'>My Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/MYEARTH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/MYEARTH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Created in MS Paint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-7650740375417770612?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7650740375417770612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=7650740375417770612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/7650740375417770612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/wHOISTHAT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/Rg9OSiGW2hI/AAAAAAAACQo/JOufDqJ73iU/s1600-h/wHO++IS+++THAT.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess who this is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Created in MS Paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-6922135523788725678?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6922135523788725678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=6922135523788725678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6922135523788725678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6922135523788725678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-is-that.html' title='Who is that'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-3829252484683219316?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3829252484683219316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=3829252484683219316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/3829252484683219316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/3829252484683219316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/sun.html' title='The sun'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-6795912697933392341</id><published>2007-03-17T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:49:46.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chalk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'>Goddess Lakshmi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/lakshmi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/lakshmi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drawn with chalk on January 1st 2007 in PVP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-6795912697933392341?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6795912697933392341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=6795912697933392341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6795912697933392341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/6795912697933392341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/goddess-lakshmi.html' title='Goddess Lakshmi'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-5195763863273519521</id><published>2007-03-16T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:55:23.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'>My Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOPATHI AMMAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g181/injey/POOPATHIAMMAIcrp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5eQFHSAYtA/RftvLjVlf4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ByLLYBsdaiE/s1600-h/POOPATHI++AMMAI+crp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Created using MS Paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2446463747707742276-5195763863273519521?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5195763863273519521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=5195763863273519521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/5195763863273519521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/5195763863273519521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-grandma.html' title='My Grandma'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446463747707742276.post-7998855247852651478</id><published>2007-02-04T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T06:41:55.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='titanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Titanic story</title><content type='html'>In the olden years many person are work hard and they found one new ship that is Titanic ship They finish their work in ship in the 1921. ok. Lets come to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the titanic ship many person many more persons are going to tour they visit one place in that place Rose one girl &amp; jack one boy visited and they return to the ship. Jack saided to Rose. Hai Rose. Rose saided to Jack. Hai Jack. Why are ‘u’ sad. I did not want to mary but my parents said no you should mary they told that like. Why you didn’t want to mary. I don’t know. Ok we can go to next topic the caption told to another person we can go very very fast. So fast. Why I said means no, no, that is very dangerous means the ship will hit to the bottom of the shi. So know ‘U’ can understand. Don’t afraid Jack that like and al not Imposible matters Impossible matter.&lt;br /&gt;And know they talking about painting or Anythin else&lt;br /&gt;And one night the Rose and Jack were stad out side that time the ship hit with the huge Ice Berg&lt;br /&gt;Rose telled to the Jackyes jack ‘U’ are right Jack. Yes I am right and the persons which of them inside the servents give them lifebuoy and one girl told to the servent why are ‘U’ giving this? Why means the ship will going to sink&lt;br /&gt;All of them shouted the capton told Oh! No&lt;br /&gt;And sudenly Rose told to the Jack I love ‘U’ Jack. What I love ‘U’ said. O o o o. Me too and the person wich there are inside quikly they came out and sudnly the policemen came and they take the life boat But many police told only girl not Boys and the Rose told to Jack you put mask and come. ok. and he put ok. Jack now your name is Rosy ok. ok. and they were escape but the many people were die and Jack and Rose were married and they enjoyed their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By&lt;br /&gt;N.Manicka Lakshmi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2446463747707742276-7998855247852651478?l=manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7998855247852651478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2446463747707742276&amp;postID=7998855247852651478&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/7998855247852651478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2446463747707742276/posts/default/7998855247852651478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manicka-goodgirl.blogspot.com/2007/02/titanic-story.html' title='Titanic story'/><author><name>INJEY!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09126150688090107887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
