<?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-253190142057276739</id><updated>2011-06-20T08:58:10.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>princess's diary</title><subtitle type='html'>;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nirali</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJxHMX-J-BE/Tfd_Sml_FII/AAAAAAAAAMs/FBIaL90kBZc/s220/love-chai-350.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-253190142057276739.post-2032367543255025589</id><published>2011-05-02T18:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T18:35:28.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>find a solution</title><content type='html'>You need wrong people in your life to show you the path to the right way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What leaves behind this whole process is very painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its upon you how you would tackle the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down, give up, cry, curse , go in depression or kill yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stand up, face it, fight and lead to the right path like  a fighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me , once I was in india and someone said a small story to me, that taught me something somehow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little girl, she bugged her mum a lot all the time, once her mum was reading a magazine and the little girl kept bugging her mum so the mum tore a page from tht magazine what looked like a world map, the mum then tore it in few pieces and told her daughter, go fix this like u fix the puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl was sent to the other room, the mum had thought that she is gonna take forever cuz the gal had no idea what is a world map! but within few minutes the little girl came out of the room, handed the paper to the mum, it was perfectly fixed and all the pieces were in place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mum looked at the little girl puzzled, the girl replied saying, at the back of the page there was a face of man, so I put that in place and there was my map..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is no matter how big the problem is there is always the other side of it which is more like a solution which can help you overcome the problem…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/253190142057276739-2032367543255025589?l=thepurleworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2032367543255025589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=253190142057276739&amp;postID=2032367543255025589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/2032367543255025589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/2032367543255025589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/find-solution_02.html' title='find a solution'/><author><name>nirali</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJxHMX-J-BE/Tfd_Sml_FII/AAAAAAAAAMs/FBIaL90kBZc/s220/love-chai-350.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-253190142057276739.post-7950702969571636870</id><published>2011-05-02T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T18:35:20.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>find a solution</title><content type='html'>You need wrong people in your life to show you the path to the right way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What leaves behind this whole process is very painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its upon you how you would tackle the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down, give up, cry, curse , go in depression or kill yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stand up, face it, fight and lead to the right path like  a fighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me , once I was in india and someone said a small story to me, that taught me something somehow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little girl, she bugged her mum a lot all the time, once her mum was reading a magazine and the little girl kept bugging her mum so the mum tore a page from tht magazine what looked like a world map, the mum then tore it in few pieces and told her daughter, go fix this like u fix the puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl was sent to the other room, the mum had thought that she is gonna take forever cuz the gal had no idea what is a world map! but within few minutes the little girl came out of the room, handed the paper to the mum, it was perfectly fixed and all the pieces were in place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mum looked at the little girl puzzled, the girl replied saying, at the back of the page there was a face of man, so I put that in place and there was my map..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is no matter how big the problem is there is always the other side of it which is more like a solution which can help you overcome the problem…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/253190142057276739-7950702969571636870?l=thepurleworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7950702969571636870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=253190142057276739&amp;postID=7950702969571636870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/7950702969571636870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/7950702969571636870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/find-solution.html' title='find a solution'/><author><name>nirali</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJxHMX-J-BE/Tfd_Sml_FII/AAAAAAAAAMs/FBIaL90kBZc/s220/love-chai-350.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-253190142057276739.post-4197748243916058490</id><published>2011-03-27T12:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T13:03:49.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>plan of god</title><content type='html'>why is everything decided from before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember, when i used to be a kid, my mom told me when we are born, on the sixth day god comes down to see us and then he writes in his book 'our life'. so he decides everything at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i grew up, i learnt ure future is in ure hands! the more u plan n do ure deeds, the lines on ure hands keeps changing and those lines are ure life. if i go with the lines, i shouldn't exist!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i started learning about the almighty, i was told its all about karma. and i said what a bitch karma is!! who tells us if ma karma is on good side or bad. then one said, ure inner voice. and i thought i got two inner voices. one is an angel and the other is a devil. mostly devil wins... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright im paying for ma karma.. then what?? what about the good deeds im doing now? i cant wait till i get birth again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its also said, we are the puppets in the hands of maya! okay so who the f is maya?? if she controls us then defo she wont let us do any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its all a game....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i follow the spiritual steps , i will still be a puppet, and the temptation of this so called maya will make me fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have been a bad person so now im paying up.. does that mean i wont be bad?? hah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/253190142057276739-4197748243916058490?l=thepurleworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4197748243916058490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=253190142057276739&amp;postID=4197748243916058490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/4197748243916058490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/4197748243916058490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/plan-of-god.html' title='plan of god'/><author><name>nirali</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJxHMX-J-BE/Tfd_Sml_FII/AAAAAAAAAMs/FBIaL90kBZc/s220/love-chai-350.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-253190142057276739.post-9026917852449059192</id><published>2011-03-27T08:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T09:35:15.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dont stop me to think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFT4GgAq2Pc/TY9J8fLrJbI/AAAAAAAAALM/BQAGM5mnE6Q/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFT4GgAq2Pc/TY9J8fLrJbI/AAAAAAAAALM/BQAGM5mnE6Q/s200/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588766966101517746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million stupid thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if  you were to share it all, will people still like you the way they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'omg how can you think that?? how did you dare to speak that? you are an evil!! '' lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say, you can say it all to few people, provided they like listening to it. but how do you know who is the right person to speak your mind? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relations change as you change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your mum will tell you when you are all grown up, ''beta, you can share with me i'm your friend too''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your bro/sis, '' i share with you all, c'mon you can tell me!! ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your teacher would say, '' if we become friends , it gets easier. ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your partner would say, '' we can be best friends too, you can tell me whatever you feel like''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL LIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as you speak your mind they start judging you. all of them! &lt;br /&gt;you can't be you anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gotta think twice see where you are then open your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could change one thing, it would be freedom of thinking. let me say what im thinking. obviously i wouldn't say something that can give a wrong meaning to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you give me limitations, my mind will explode thinking .. 'no i can't say this', 'oh no definitely not this one..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast here no one can stop ma fingers to write.. heehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/253190142057276739-9026917852449059192?l=thepurleworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9026917852449059192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=253190142057276739&amp;postID=9026917852449059192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/9026917852449059192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/253190142057276739/posts/default/9026917852449059192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepurleworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-stop-me-to-think.html' title='dont stop me to think'/><author><name>nirali</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJxHMX-J-BE/Tfd_Sml_FII/AAAAAAAAAMs/FBIaL90kBZc/s220/love-chai-350.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFT4GgAq2Pc/TY9J8fLrJbI/AAAAAAAAALM/BQAGM5mnE6Q/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
