<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of nimisha bhattacharya</title><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of nimisha bhattacharya</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>SOME THING MEANING FUL</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"><FONT color=#6633ff><FONT size=5><U>If you're mad with someone and nobody's there to fix the situation... You fix it. Maybe today, that person still wants to be your friend. And if u doesn't, tomorrow can be too late.</U></FONT> </FONT></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#6633ff>                   </FONT></P><P><FONT color=#6633ff>                       <FONT color=#ff0000> </FONT></FONT><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5><U>If you're in love with somebody, but that person doesn't know... <BR>tell her/him. Maybe today, that person is also in love with you. And if you don't say it, tomorrow can be too late.</U></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5><U></U></FONT> </P><P> <FONT color=#33cc00 size=5><U>If you still love a person that you think has forgotten you...  <BR>tell her/him. Maybe that person has always loved you. And if you don't tell her/him today, tomorrow can be too late</U></FONT></P><P><U><FONT color=#33cc00 size=5></FONT></U> </P><P><FONT color=#33cc00 size=5>                   <U><FONT color=#cc33cc>If you need a hug of a friend... ask her/him for it.   <BR>Maybe they need it more than you do. And if you don't ask for it today, tomorrow can be too late.   </FONT></U></FONT></P><P><U><FONT color=#cc33cc size=5></FONT></U> </P><P><FONT color=#ff9900 size=5><U>If you really have friends who you appreciate... tell them. Maybe they appreciate you as well. That if you don't and they leave or go far away today, tomorrow can be too late.  </U></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#ff9900 size=5></FONT> </P><P><FONT color=#ff9900 size=5>                 <U><FONT color=#006600>If you love your parents, and never had the chance to show them... do it. Maybe you have them there to show them how you feel. That if you don't and they leave today, and then tomorrow can be too late. </FONT></U></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 13:50:52 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/03/13/SOME-THING-MEANING-FUL.html</link></item><item><title>A TOUCHING STORY</title><description><![CDATA[<P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc size=6>Some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."</FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc size=6>The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."</FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc size=6>The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.</FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc size=6>Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.</FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc size=6>Moral of the story:- In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.</FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc size=6>Friends please do not take FAMILY and FAMILY Members and (would be family members) for granted. Love them, acknowledge them, Hug them, Kiss them.</FONT></EM></P><P><EM><FONT color=#cc33cc size=6>Don't be too busy in Earning a Living that you forget to LIVE.</FONT></EM></P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 12:25:44 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/03/12/A-TOUCHING-STORY-1.html</link></item><item><title>HEART DETERMINES</title><description><![CDATA[<P align=right><FONT color=#cc0000 size=5>It's ok to kiss a fool,<BR>It's ok to let a fool kiss you,<BR>but never ever let a kiss fool you....</FONT></P><P align=right><FONT color=#cc0000 size=5>It's still best to wait for the one you want<BR>than settle for the one available.<BR>Best to wait for the one you love<BR>than settle for one who's around.<BR>Best to wait for the right one.<BR>Life is short to waste on the wrong person....</FONT></P><P align=right><FONT color=#cc0000 size=5>It is better to meet the person who will truly love you later,<BR>than meet someone now who promises to love<BR>you but sooner or later leave you forever.....</FONT></P><P align=right><FONT color=#cc0000 size=5>Never try to impress someone to make himher fall in love with you<BR>If you do, you will be expected to keep the standard for the rest of your life...</FONT></P><P align=right><FONT color=#cc0000 size=5>Fate determines who comes into our lives. The heart determines who stays...<BR></FONT>   </P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 14:54:08 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/17/HEART-DETERMINES.html</link></item><item><title>WHEN THE HEART IS BROKEN.......</title><description><![CDATA[<P align=center><EM><FONT color=#993300 size=6><STRONG>When the heart is broken<BR>due to unsucessful life<BR>and pearls drop from your eyes<BR>go ahead, try your best <BR>and reach the peak of sucess.</STRONG></FONT></EM></P><P align=center><EM><FONT color=#993300><STRONG><BR><FONT size=6>When the heart is broken <BR>due to lover of your life<BR>and you sink in ocean of sorrow<BR>go to the person face the truth<BR>and prove the faith to him.</FONT></STRONG></FONT></EM></P><P align=center><EM><FONT color=#993300><STRONG><BR><FONT size=5><FONT size=6>When the heart is broken<BR>due to friends so close<BR>and no one helps you<BR>go to the god seek his help<BR>and he will be your best friend.......</FONT><BR>                 </FONT></P></STRONG></FONT></EM>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 12:03:09 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/15/WHEN-THE-HEART-IS-BROKEN-.html</link></item><item><title>Many Times In My Life</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#993399 size=5><STRONG><EM>Many times in my life I have disappointed you,<BR>and begun to stray.<BR>But you have pointed me in the right direction,<BR>and sent me on my way.</EM></STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#993399 size=5><STRONG><EM>Many times in my life I've needed a helping hand,<BR>and someone to pull me up.<BR>It was you who gave that helping hand,<BR>and always cheered me up.</EM></STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#993399 size=5><STRONG><EM>Many times I've been sad and down,<BR>and taken it out on you.<BR>But you stood by me and comforted me,<BR>In times that I was bad.</EM></STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#993399 size=5><STRONG><EM>Many times I've needed support,<BR>and to know someone was there.<BR>It was you who held me up,<BR>and showed me how to care.</EM></STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#993399 size=5><STRONG><EM>Many times I've wanted to tell you this,<BR>But never got a chance.<BR>You have helped me out in life,<BR>and got me where I am.</EM></STRONG></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#993399 size=5><STRONG><EM>You were there for me through thick and thin,<BR>You never gave up on me and you taught me how to care.<BR>From the deepest of my heart I want to say I love you,<BR>And to thank you for being there for me in times of good or bad<BR></EM></STRONG></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 15:53:14 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/04/Many-Times-In-My-Life.html</link></item><item><title>&amp;#2332;&amp;#2368;&amp;#2357;&amp;#2344;-&amp;#2330;&amp;#2354;&amp;#2344;&amp;#2366;</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#009900 size=6>&#2358;&#2366;&#2351;&#2342; 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&#2311;&#2344;&#2350;&#2375; &#2347;&#2360;&#2344;&#2366; &#2344;&#2361;&#2368;,<BR>&#2342;&#2375;&#2326; &#2325;&#2352; &#2350;&#2369;&#2336;&#2381;&#2336;&#2368; &#2349;&#2352; &#2360;&#2369;&#2326;&#2379; &#2325;&#2379; &#2340;&#2369;&#2350;&#2381;&#2361;&#2375; &#2351;&#2361;&#2366;&#2305; &#2357;&#2361;&#2366;&#2305; &#2352;&#2369;&#2325;&#2344;&#2366; &#2344;&#2361;&#2368;,<BR>&#2350;&#2340; &#2327;&#2367;&#2344;&#2379; &#2340;&#2369;&#2350; &#2325;&#2367;&#2340;&#2344;&#2366; &#2330;&#2354; &#2310;&#2319;, <BR>&#2350;&#2340; &#2327;&#2367;&#2344;&#2379; &#2340;&#2369;&#2350;&#2344;&#2375; &#2325;&#2367;&#2340;&#2344;&#2375; &#2336;&#2379;&#2325;&#2352; &#2326;&#2366;&#2319;, <BR>&#2340;&#2369;&#2350; &#2348;&#2360; &#2330;&#2354;&#2340;&#2375; &#2332;&#2366;&#2323;, <BR>&#2348;&#2360; &#2309;&#2346;&#2344;&#2368; &#2350;&#2306;&#2332;&#2367;&#2354; &#2325;&#2379; &#2346;&#2366;&#2323;, <BR>&#2350;&#2306;&#2332;&#2367;&#2354; &#2346;&#2352; &#2352;&#2369;&#2325;&#2379; , &#2326;&#2379;&#2358; &#2361;&#2379; &#2332;&#2366;&#2323;, <BR>&#2346;&#2352; &#2340;&#2369;&#2350;&#2325;&#2379; &#2398;&#2367;&#2352; &#2330;&#2354;&#2344;&#2366; &#2361;&#2379;&#2327;&#2366;, <BR>&#2344;&#2319; &#2350;&#2306;&#2332;&#2367;&#2354; &#2325;&#2368; &#2324;&#2352; &#2348;&#2338;&#2364;&#2344;&#2366; &#2361;&#2379;&#2327;&#2366;, <BR>&#2325;&#2381;&#2351;&#2379;&#2306;&#2325;&#2368; &#2350;&#2344;&#2369;&#2359;&#2381;&#2351; &#2325;&#2366; &#2332;&#2368;&#2357;&#2344; &#2330;&#2354;&#2344;&#2375; &#2325;&#2375; &#2354;&#2367;&#2319; &#2361;&#2376;, <BR>&#2344;&#2319;-&#2344;&#2319; &#2350;&#2306;&#2332;&#2367;&#2354;&#2379;&#2306; &#2325;&#2375; &#2354;&#2367;&#2319; &#2361;&#2376;, <BR>&#2344;&#2319;-&#2344;&#2319; &#2352;&#2366;&#2360;&#2381;&#2340;&#2379;&#2306; &#2325;&#2375; &#2354;&#2367;&#2319; &#2361;&#2376;.........</FONT></P><P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#009900 size=6>muskaan<BR></P></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 14:07:36 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/03/-amp-2332-amp-2368-amp-2357-amp-2344-amp--1.html</link></item><item><title>I Cherish The Moments</title><description><![CDATA[<P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5>The moment you caught my eyes among the masses,<BR>The very moment I felt the compensation of all my past losses.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5>The moment you got a soft corner in my heart,<BR>The very moment my typical 'deewanapan' got its start.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5>The moment I proposed you with a rose,<BR>The very moment if you had denied, it might be living without a cause.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5>The moment you hold my hand,<BR>The very moment I thought it to be a dreamland.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5>The moment you shared your thoughts, your dreams,<BR>The very moment I discovered that you are the way you seems.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5>The moment that we spent together,<BR>The very moment I thought it to be enjoyed further.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#ff0000 size=5>The moment you parted,<BR>The very moment I sensed losing the brief world you created<BR></FONT></EM></STRONG></P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 13:11:08 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/02/I-Cherish-The-Moments.html</link></item><item><title>Beneath A Laughing Face</title><description><![CDATA[<P><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4><STRONG>As I remember the times we spend besides the lake,<BR>I just wonder, was it love or was the feeling fake?</STRONG></FONT></EM></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>The fun rides, beach blues and the lush garden greens,<BR>Without you around everything is not just seen.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>Giving up everything, just for your sake,<BR>Is there anything, that you forgot to take?</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>Waiting up all the time besides the phone to ring,<BR>Catching to the tunes of the songs we sing.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>As my heart breaks, I try to fall asleep,<BR>But still all our memories make me flip.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>With everyday, the feeling for you gets tender,<BR>And every moment, makes my love grow stronger.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>I really couldn't stand the pressure or the pain,<BR>Not talking to or not seeing you, makes me go insane.</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>I really wished, I felt that we were still one,<BR>do you remember, all the laughter and the fun?</FONT></EM></STRONG></P><P><STRONG><EM><FONT color=#3333ff size=4>Sharing my love to someone else is not my case,<BR>So I hide my broken heart beneath a laughing face.<BR></FONT></EM></STRONG></P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 12:29:49 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/02/Beneath-A-Laughing-Face.html</link></item><item><title>PANI PURI FUNDS INFOSYS DREAMS</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT size=4><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00">Visakhapatnam</SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00"> , May 24: The wife of a poor pani puri vendor has become a software engineer in Infosys, thanks to her husband's support. Sheik Salar, 26, a street hawker, used every rupee he earned to help his wife Fatima Bibi Sheik, 21, achieve her academic ambitions. And it was not in vain. Fatima completed her course at Gayatri Vidya Parishad College of Engineering with high marks and was given a plum posting by the software giant in a campus selection. </SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT></P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT> </P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00">In fact, she is the first student from the college to get into Infosys. Fatima and Salar stay in a slum at Rajendranagar. While Fatima went to college, Salar roamed around the city with a pushcart selling puffed rice, corn, chilli bhajjis and pani puri, earning Rs 150 per day. When she was married off to her distant relation Salar by her parents in 2001, Fatima was just 15 and felt that she would never achieve her dream of being a software engineer. </SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT></P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT> </P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00">"I did not want to marry since I wanted to study further and achieve something," she said. She was crestfallen since Salar merely nodded when she told him about her dreams. But his nod meant a lot and he started savingmoney to help her study. By living frugally, Salar somehow got together Rs 60,000 to pay Fatima 's fee for the first and second year of her engineering course. </SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT></P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT> </P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00">The Andhra Pradesh State Minorities Finance Corporation helped the couple pay the rest of the fee. "At the time of our marriage I was not sure how serious Fatima was about her studies," said Salar. "But when I realised that she got 536 marks in her SSC exams and stood first in her school, I decided to help her study." The pani puri vendor was adamant that her future should not get spoilt because she married him. </SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT></P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT> </P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00">A junior college in the city provided her free intermediate education. She secured a decent rank in the Eamcet exam and opted to join the electronics and electrical engineering branch in college. "We decided not to have kids till she got a good job," said Salar. "For this, I took much criticism from my parents." Fatima 's eyes moisten when she talks about her husband. "You can't imagine the hardships he suffered to help me," she said. "In the last six years, he was my strength. He sacrificed all his joys for me." </SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT></P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT> </P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00">" Fatima was always first in our class," said Asha Kanthi, her classmate. "We did not know her story then. Now she is our inspiration. "   Though happy at the turn of events, the couple is a bit sad when thinking about their being apart for three months, when Fatima would go to the Infosys campus in Mysore for training. Have they ever quarrelled? "When we have issues, we sit together and discuss and sort it out," said Fatima . She plans to take her husband along with her when she gets her posting. Salar too is proud, for he has proved that behind every successful woman there is a man. </SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT></P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" size=2><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></FONT> </P><BR><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><B><I><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#407f00 size=2><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #407f00; FONT-STYLE: italic">Never lose heart and be determined &amp; be firm for your missions of life</SPAN></FONT></I></B></P></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 14:44:33 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/01/PANI-PURI-FUNDS-INFOSYS-DREAMS.html</link></item><item><title>SEE HOW IMPORTANT IT IS TO WEAR HELMET</title><description><![CDATA[<P align=center><FONT size=7>BEST ADs IN INDIA</FONT></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home6/606/bfe5d90c67aaf4cac78a77496fcc1c9a/homep/images/1198494584">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 16:33:08 +0530</pubDate><link>http://imageryoflife.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/24/SEE-HOW-IMPORTANT-IT-IS-TO-WEAR.html</link></item></channel></rss>