<?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-8963411567077874180</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:11:09.052-08:00</updated><category term='Name'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Maritime articles'/><category term='God or man'/><category term='pearl'/><category term='Crossroad'/><category term='Python on vacation....'/><category term='Starved'/><category term='Kite'/><category term='Woman&apos;s day'/><category term='Patradeep Port'/><category term='My thoughts'/><category term='Unhappiness'/><title type='text'>Pearl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-4686566697031959976</id><published>2008-09-04T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:10:21.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maritime articles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patradeep Port'/><title type='text'>A vision -Will it be true</title><summary type='text'>I have got opportunity to see several world class ports like Hong Kong , Singapore , Rio-de Janeiro, Yokohama, Nagoya to name a few, while sailing with my husband. Those ports are not only advanced in infrastructure, they are very well managed and well equipped to meet the fastest growing modern shipping market. In India, except JNPT at Mumbai, I found none of the ports are comparable to those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4686566697031959976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=4686566697031959976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4686566697031959976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4686566697031959976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/09/vision-will-it-be-true.html' title='A vision -Will it be true'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-4335665931958133845</id><published>2008-08-24T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:32:22.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God or man'/><title type='text'>God or man !</title><summary type='text'>God or man!I was sweating profusely in that dimly lit underground temple. The Brahmin was chanting the mantras as if a dancing, giggling, foaming mountain stream jumping from stone to stone and falling loose showering millions of water drop…..The Brahmin put the bel patta, milk, misri then banana on the siva linga and again chant the mantras. One after the other, all the Brahmins came to pay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4335665931958133845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=4335665931958133845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4335665931958133845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4335665931958133845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/08/god-or-man.html' title='God or man !'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-4482639353559413004</id><published>2008-08-06T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:28:19.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Python on vacation....'/><title type='text'>Python on vacation....</title><summary type='text'>Python on vacation....“Anacondas: The Hunt for the Blood Orchid”, I just stumbled upon this movie while scrolling randomly the T.V channels. I can’t understand the sentiment of the western world and their motive behind making such deadly movies. The Jaws, Jurassic Park, Godzilla, Mummy returns....to name a few and now this Anaconda!A scientific expedition sets out for Borneo to seek a flower </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4482639353559413004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=4482639353559413004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4482639353559413004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4482639353559413004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/08/website.html' title='Python on vacation....'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-4994774218927110338</id><published>2008-07-13T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T05:12:56.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The nearest book happened to be Breakfast at Tiffany’s.Here goes,“Never love a wild thing Mr. Bell,” Holly advised him. “That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/4994774218927110338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=4994774218927110338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4994774218927110338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/4994774218927110338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/07/nearest-book-happened-to-be-breakfast.html' title=''/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-5848520090398526843</id><published>2008-07-06T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:38:35.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane World</title><summary type='text'>Insane worldAnimal Instinct….To subdue othersTo show supremacyTo over power…..Human Nature……To be generousTo be benevolentTo remain down to earthThey are far apartLike the day and nightLike dark and the lightLike the bark and the lullabyLike the beast and the beauty...Why can’t people discriminate....The humanely and animal instinct!The animal called human....And human skinned animal!Standing on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5848520090398526843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=5848520090398526843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/5848520090398526843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/5848520090398526843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/07/insane-world.html' title='Insane World'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SHG5rsSkh4I/AAAAAAAAABU/MZbeqik0qGk/s72-c/flying+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-830360420057639065</id><published>2008-03-19T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:57:50.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starved'/><title type='text'>Starved</title><summary type='text'>   Starved !     Oh Baby !Who let you to starve to death?Who pushed you to this corner so dread?Where are you mum and dad?Are they too died in the melee of being starved?Oh baby!You are in the girth of deathWho snatched your milk bottle from your mouth?Is that a monster in the human face!To fill his stomach, he forced you to the brink of death …!Oh baby!Even the vulture is confusedWhether to eat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/830360420057639065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=830360420057639065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/830360420057639065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/830360420057639065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/starved.html' title='Starved'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/R-DHGnvd-eI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LuYOm8fcMd8/s72-c/boy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-8380811490994639309</id><published>2008-03-16T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:16:07.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My thoughts'/><title type='text'>Rambling thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Rambling thoughtsEvery individual is unique in his own way. Man is entrusted with some specifications from his birth. His qualities reflect in his personality and give him a distinction in this society. But have you ever noticed why some one individual emerges out to be the best, who was being loved and most cherished as a friend as a soul mate or even as a good human being! Why only one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8380811490994639309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=8380811490994639309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/8380811490994639309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/8380811490994639309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/rambling-thoughts.html' title='Rambling thoughts'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/R93953vd-cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pkIe-wGlVIU/s72-c/supriya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-1542740374759122249</id><published>2008-03-16T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:10:19.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unhappiness'/><title type='text'>What makes us unhappy</title><summary type='text'>What makes us unhappy!Every day we hear thousand of things and few of them are so thought provoking that you can’t get out of it for days together. As a human being we are susceptible to emotional stuffs and often get carried away by it. Have you ever noticed how often we get carried away by it and then go through the whole lot of emotional roller coaster…….Why it happens ,I often wonder….In my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1542740374759122249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=1542740374759122249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/1542740374759122249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/1542740374759122249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-makes-us-unhappy.html' title='What makes us unhappy'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-6758447608149561074</id><published>2008-03-16T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:07:42.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kite'/><title type='text'>Kite</title><summary type='text'>KiteThe foggy winter afternoon was slowly absorbing me with its tantalizing effect. Every inch of me was engrossing with desire to sneakily envelop into the warm puff blanket. The after noon siesta seems stretched for one more hour .I looked into the wall clock with half opened eyes. ‘Ah…it seems quarter to four. I must wake up now.’ I thought. I felt very disgusted. ‘What sort of life we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/6758447608149561074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=6758447608149561074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/6758447608149561074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/6758447608149561074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/kite.html' title='Kite'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-3877707990313939476</id><published>2008-03-15T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:17:15.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>A small affair</title><summary type='text'>A small affair“The passengers to Calcutta, flight no. 642. Please proceed for security checking.” announced the pubic announcing system in the domestic air port lounge.                                                                                                   I took my hand baggage and proceeded for the check.“ Will you please place your hand bag for the x-ray test and proceed to that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/3877707990313939476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=3877707990313939476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/3877707990313939476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/3877707990313939476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/small-affair.html' title='A small affair'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-6462904317355121858</id><published>2008-03-14T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T05:49:51.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crossroad'/><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><summary type='text'>CrossroadsDesperately clinging to his moralsHe was standing on the crossroadsFighting alone against the injusticeHe showed the guts to unmask…..Behind the high morals the drooling canine..His experience and his enthusiasmAnd his valor to chase the dreamThe capacity to create the miracle out of nothingAll lost …….When he pushed to stand on that junction</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/6462904317355121858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=6462904317355121858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/6462904317355121858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/6462904317355121858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-2058530943460130109</id><published>2008-03-12T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T03:20:48.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>"Wonder" Thy name is Woman</title><summary type='text'>"Wonder" Thy name is woman  Thousand faces hidden in one faceThousand desires she can nourishThousand roles she can play at a timeWithout having any selfish interestShe can create a life withinShe can destroy an entire generationShe can spin the around herShe can live like a hermit in seclusionShe can be a dotting motherWho can make her son to touch the pinnacle!She can break her son’s homeWith </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/2058530943460130109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=2058530943460130109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/2058530943460130109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/2058530943460130109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/wonder-thy-name-is-woman.html' title='&quot;Wonder&quot; Thy name is Woman'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-8007644542847376042</id><published>2008-03-12T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:34:05.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pearl'/><title type='text'>Pearl,Fragrance,Rose</title><summary type='text'>Pearl, fragrance, and Rose~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Like a bottle of fragranceI will evaporate into the airCaressing the senses with intensityI will make them feel so enthralledEven if they wonder and ponderBut they can’t catch  …… Like this red roseVisually they will be delightedWith the vivacity of my colorsI will blind them time to timeEven if they wonder and ponderBut they can’t catch  …… Like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/8007644542847376042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=8007644542847376042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/8007644542847376042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/8007644542847376042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/pearlfragrancerose.html' title='Pearl,Fragrance,Rose'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8963411567077874180.post-1630056549632555883</id><published>2008-03-12T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:26:14.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Name'/><title type='text'>Name....</title><summary type='text'> Name……I opened my eyes on this earthWith a name tag along with my birthThe name gave me the distinctionIn the crowd I got the mark of identification.As I grew older and olderThe legacy of the name fall on my shoulderTo keep my family reputationI need to keep proper decorumIn my every action and every ventureGot directly proportional to my characterThe name became bondage for meI became a bird in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/feeds/1630056549632555883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8963411567077874180&amp;postID=1630056549632555883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/1630056549632555883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8963411567077874180/posts/default/1630056549632555883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ushapearl.blogspot.com/2008/03/name.html' title='Name....'/><author><name>pearl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251976003649802169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/SLI_9ewlqFI/AAAAAAAAABg/fKYn9o8NNQ0/S220/DSCF0935.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kwVQpI67QS4/R9eE_Hvd-bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J8Ir_RB0kAY/s72-c/freedom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
