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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2009-11-12:/</id><title>dreamslittle</title><link rel="self" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>These are my thoughts. I want to share them with you..!</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-12T19:10:21+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2006-07-18:/2006/07/18/waiting_for_him~969998/</id><title>'Waiting for him'</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/07/18/waiting_for_him~969998/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2006-07-18T22:02:56+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:02:56+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It was only the beginning of the winter but it was very cold. The yellow leaves from the trees spread golden carpets on the ground which stretched miles and looked endless! Trees pointed their leafless branches towards the gloomy skies like the weapons of the prehistoric warriors!&lt;br&gt;
I sat there alone in the chilling cold.&lt;br&gt;
Then, I saw him coming from the far ! He was like a dot to begin with but gradually grew bigger and bigger. He carried a bag made of cloth on his shoulder. It had a very strange design.&lt;br&gt;
He reached in front of me and stood there! He did not bother to look at me at all!&lt;br&gt;
I was very impatient to know what he was carrying inside that bag. I did not say a word.&lt;br&gt;
He pulled out a small box from his bag. It had the colour of blood and had beautiful carvings on it. They may be carved by someone from another world, I am sure!&lt;br&gt;
My heart filled with joy! I do not have words to explain it!&lt;br&gt;
When he opened that box, a sharp light came out of it! It lightened the whole area..! Then the light spread up in the sky and the sky looked very bright! And then it slowly travelled towards the horizons and it stayed there for the rest of the time!&lt;br&gt;
Soon after, a band of musicians came out of the box! They had the uniforms like that of an army! They looked very attractive and they had gold and silver linings all over. They carried strange musical instruments which I can't name simply because I have never seen any of them in my life! Among them, there were people playing huge drums and they marched like an army battalion! Their leader was a young man who had a sharp and pointed nose. He lead them from the front. He carried a strange instrument which looked like a rod, but had rounded ends on both sides! The band followed him like the obedient soldiers.&lt;br&gt;
They slowly started singing. It began with a small pitch and slowly, slowly reached it's climax. I was taken into an unexplainable mental state! The music was heavenly and my soul became completely immersed in it!! The earth came into a standstill as nothing moved and the time was paused! I do not know how long they were there or how long they played that music!&lt;br&gt;
I might have slept or lost my consciousness at some point! But I am very sure that anyone will long for that music to be played again if they had the fortune to hear it once in their whole life time!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This happened to me a few years ago. Nobody believed my story, not even my wife! They all considered this as another stupid thought which I have made up in my life! There is a little bit truth in it, I should also admit! But I swear, this not one of those things! This is something I have seen with my own eyes and that music is still in my ears!&lt;br&gt;
I have gone to the same place to see him again! But he never came!&lt;br&gt;
I still believe that he will come one day.&lt;br&gt;
I am waiting for him!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/07/18/waiting_for_him~969998/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2006-03-06:/2006/03/06/title~618087/</id><title>from me to you..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/03/06/title~618087/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2006-03-06T18:14:14+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T00:29:20+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I brought for you,&lt;br&gt;
a little present..!&lt;br&gt;
some dreams!&lt;br&gt;
from the garden&lt;br&gt;
of my mind..!&lt;br&gt;
they smell life&lt;br&gt;
and taste love! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/03/06/title~618087/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2006-03-06:/2006/03/06/title~618070/</id><title>The taste of fear</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/03/06/title~618070/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2006-03-06T18:08:38+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T23:53:04+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I had some bad feelings..&lt;br&gt;
for my breakfast!&lt;br&gt;
I ate it as a toast!&lt;br&gt;
With my tears..&lt;br&gt;
I made a cup of tea!&lt;br&gt;
My sugar was&lt;br&gt;
out of stock, but&lt;br&gt;
I ground my anger&lt;br&gt;
and put it in my tea..&lt;br&gt;
It tasted very sad..! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/03/06/title~618070/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2006-02-16:/2006/02/17/long_time~568678/</id><title>Long time</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/02/17/long_time~568678/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2006-02-17T00:11:09+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T00:11:09+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I was on a blog holiday.&lt;br&gt;
I did not write anything for a long time here.&lt;br&gt;
Today I had a very busy day and I am very tired at the moment.&lt;br&gt;
I wish I could write something interesting very sooon!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2006/02/17/long_time~568678/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-11-10:/2005/11/10/starting_late~296765/</id><title>starting late</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/11/10/starting_late~296765/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-11-10T10:00:51+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:00:51+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today I am starting my work little late.&lt;br&gt;
I have to rush now.&lt;br&gt;
The day looks gloomy.&lt;br&gt;
It is getting colder...!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/11/10/starting_late~296765/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-23:/2005/10/23/gloomy_looking_day~256551/</id><title>Gloomy looking day.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/23/gloomy_looking_day~256551/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-23T21:03:01+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T21:12:27+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today is looking very gloomy.&lt;br&gt;
I can't see anybody in the streets.&lt;br&gt;
It looks like all are sitting inside their homes and watching the tele...?&lt;br&gt;
Or may be I am sitting in my home and all the people&lt;br&gt;
have gone somewhere...?&lt;br&gt;
I don't know!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/22102005.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/22102005_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/23/gloomy_looking_day~256551/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-13:/2005/10/13/bird_flu_is_the_disasters_coming_one_aft~233059/</id><title>Bird flu ...  the disasters coming one after another..?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/13/bird_flu_is_the_disasters_coming_one_aft~233059/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-13T21:33:40+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:38:40+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;This year looks like a major disaster year so far. How many of them we have already seen?&lt;br&gt;
I lost the count, to be honest with you!&lt;br&gt;
And now it is the turn of the bird flu..!&lt;br&gt;
It can be a potentially dangerous strain which can infect many people and can cause severe forms of disease, the scientists say! The chances of developing a vaccine is narrow as these viruses can mutate too often! They can also combine with the human viruses and can transform into new strains by themselves!&lt;br&gt;
So what is next? Where are we going?&lt;br&gt;
Each one of us can ask these questions to ourselves and some of us probably can come up with an answer!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/13/bird_flu_is_the_disasters_coming_one_aft~233059/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-08:/2005/10/08/after_noon_work_place~223602/</id><title>After noon work place</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/after_noon_work_place~223602/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-08T20:28:07+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T20:28:07+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/05102005(005).jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/05102005(005)_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After much debate we are given some space to work in the after noons in this newly built building which will be opening on next Monday!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/after_noon_work_place~223602/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-08:/2005/10/08/fruits~223469/</id><title>Fruity stall</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/fruits~223469/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-08T19:19:53+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:51:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/08102005(004).jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/08102005(004)_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The owner of this stall is a good man.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/fruits~223469/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-08:/2005/10/08/earthy_need~223083/</id><title>Earthy need</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/earthy_need~223083/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-08T15:29:43+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:36:23+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I need the rain&lt;br&gt;
to drown&lt;br&gt;
till nose!&lt;br&gt;
Some tears&lt;br&gt;
to drain my heart!&lt;br&gt;
Bit laughter&lt;br&gt;
while I chatter&lt;br&gt;
and some fever&lt;br&gt;
Then&lt;br&gt;
I am always hot!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/earthy_need~223083/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-08:/2005/10/08/my_breakfast~222820/</id><title>My breakfast</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/my_breakfast~222820/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-08T12:15:49+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T20:53:33+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I had some love..&lt;br&gt;
for my breakfast!&lt;br&gt;
I ate it like a toast!&lt;br&gt;
With my tears..&lt;br&gt;
I made a tea!&lt;br&gt;
My sugar was out of stock,&lt;br&gt;
but I ground my anger&lt;br&gt;
and put it in my tea..&lt;br&gt;
It tasted very sweet!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/08102005(007).jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/08102005(007)_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/my_breakfast~222820/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-08:/2005/10/08/fragrance_truth_and_love~222720/</id><title>Fragrance, Truth and Love</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/fragrance_truth_and_love~222720/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-08T11:09:22+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:40:33+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Flowers told me that&lt;br&gt;
their fragrance&lt;br&gt;
is not real!&lt;br&gt;
It is only an&lt;br&gt;
aberration in the&lt;br&gt;
nerve endings&lt;br&gt;
of our nasal septum&lt;br&gt;
making us to feel so!&lt;br&gt;
Time told me that&lt;br&gt;
the truth is only&lt;br&gt;
a shadow!&lt;br&gt;
A sound mind&lt;br&gt;
alone can make it!&lt;br&gt;
Life told me that&lt;br&gt;
the love is&lt;br&gt;
a kind of disease!&lt;br&gt;
It can infect&lt;br&gt;
any vulnerable soul!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/fragrance_truth_and_love~222720/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-08:/2005/10/08/my_gadgetry~222468/</id><title>My gadgetry</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/my_gadgetry~222468/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-08T02:46:54+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:17:39+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I want to have a&lt;br&gt;
camcorder so that&lt;br&gt;
I can shoot your mind!&lt;br&gt;
I should have my phone&lt;br&gt;
and then, I want to&lt;br&gt;
hear your self!&lt;br&gt;
I like to have a GPS&lt;br&gt;
which can spot you&lt;br&gt;
without trouble!&lt;br&gt;
Why not have a spaceship&lt;br&gt;
that can carry me around?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/08/my_gadgetry~222468/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-07:/2005/10/07/the_factor_friday~222201/</id><title>The Factor Friday</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/07/the_factor_friday~222201/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-07T22:12:38+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T22:12:38+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Fridays are great.&lt;br&gt;
Our secretary was very happy today.&lt;br&gt;
She came new to our department and we do not know much about her. She told me that she is always happy on Fridays. I completely agreed with her. Who is not happy on a Friday?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But I noticed that the Friday factor is very short lived in my case. I get into the Monday feeling in the early Saturday itself!&lt;br&gt;
Only a bank holiday can save me!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/07/the_factor_friday~222201/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-07:/2005/10/07/i_saw_them_for_real~222067/</id><title>I saw them , for real..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/07/i_saw_them_for_real~222067/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-07T21:00:57+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:53:58+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My future friend&lt;br&gt;
woke me up..&lt;br&gt;
Our cart was&lt;br&gt;
going through&lt;br&gt;
a valley..&lt;br&gt;
I saw houses&lt;br&gt;
made of ice cubes..!&lt;br&gt;
They were&lt;br&gt;
painted red..!&lt;br&gt;
I saw half human&lt;br&gt;
and half animals..&lt;br&gt;
They were building&lt;br&gt;
a smoke castle!&lt;br&gt;
I wanted to cry..&lt;br&gt;
but&lt;br&gt;
no sound came out! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/05102005(006).jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/05102005(006)_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/07/i_saw_them_for_real~222067/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-06:/2005/10/06/things_i_do~220414/</id><title>Things I do</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/06/things_i_do~220414/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-06T22:23:45+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:56:06+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I am going to plant&lt;br&gt;
a tree&lt;br&gt;
on a rock ;&lt;br&gt;
And then&lt;br&gt;
make some music for&lt;br&gt;
the deaf!&lt;br&gt;
I should finish&lt;br&gt;
those paintings,&lt;br&gt;
which I made&lt;br&gt;
for the blind&lt;br&gt;
and then&lt;br&gt;
go for my voyage&lt;br&gt;
to the sun!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/06/things_i_do~220414/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-06:/2005/10/06/winter_on_it_s_way~219215/</id><title>Winter on it's way</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/06/winter_on_it_s_way~219215/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-06T11:38:26+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T21:16:07+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My friend seems to be quiet,&lt;br&gt;
and she turns her face from me!&lt;br&gt;
The rain is coming with power,&lt;br&gt;
my children plays in open!&lt;br&gt;
My purse has got a hole&lt;br&gt;
all my money goes in drain!&lt;br&gt;
The days are getting shorter,&lt;br&gt;
And the winter is on it's way!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/06/winter_on_it_s_way~219215/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-04:/2005/10/04/sad_stories_makes_us_sad~216849/</id><title>Sad stories makes us sad....</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/04/sad_stories_makes_us_sad~216849/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-04T22:43:01+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:12:30+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I was shocked to learn that the husband of my boss died over the last weekend...He was on his early 40's !&lt;br&gt;
I stood speechless..I felt very sorry for her.&lt;br&gt;
May God give her the courage to overcome this crisis.&lt;br&gt;
We are praying for her.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/04/sad_stories_makes_us_sad~216849/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-02:/2005/10/02/money_plant~213179/</id><title>Money Plant</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/02/money_plant~213179/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-02T22:30:35+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:38:36+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Money Plant..tell me..&lt;br&gt;
where is my money..?&lt;br&gt;
Money Plant..tell me&lt;br&gt;
where you keep your money?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/02102005(007).jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/02102005(007)_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/02/money_plant~213179/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-10-02:/2005/10/02/letters~213031/</id><title>Alphabets</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/02/letters~213031/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-10-02T20:55:10+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T11:19:05+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Alphabets..they are&lt;br&gt;
sticking on a fridge,&lt;br&gt;
Where I store my words&lt;br&gt;
for tomorrow and day after!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/02102005(005).jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/02102005(005)_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/10/02/letters~213031/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-17:/2005/09/17/title~186868/</id><title>All for Him!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/17/title~186868/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-17T17:50:40+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T18:51:14+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;The horizons were red..!&lt;br&gt;
they got that colour&lt;br&gt;
from a countless victims!&lt;br&gt;
The skies burned out&lt;br&gt;
now and then and the&lt;br&gt;
roaring fire power&lt;br&gt;
showered thunders!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A helpless mother&lt;br&gt;
cried in vain !&lt;br&gt;
she had lost her son!&lt;br&gt;
Another man screamed,&lt;br&gt;
who lost his everything!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;who can show me the way,&lt;br&gt;
the way to the haeven?&lt;br&gt;
who can show me the God?&lt;br&gt;
Somebody talk to him!&lt;br&gt;
All for him,&lt;br&gt;
All these destructions!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/17/title~186868/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-14:/2005/09/15/i_am_waiting~182040/</id><title>I am waiting</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/15/i_am_waiting~182040/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-15T00:43:05+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:42:19+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My friend,&lt;br&gt;
where are you?&lt;br&gt;
I am fatigued and&lt;br&gt;
my eyes are tired&lt;br&gt;
how long can I stay?&lt;br&gt;
I do not know!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No are birds singing&lt;br&gt;
no streams flowing&lt;br&gt;
The time moving&lt;br&gt;
and my life wasting!&lt;br&gt;
When can I see you ?&lt;br&gt;
You tell me!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I brought for you,&lt;br&gt;
some fresh dreams!&lt;br&gt;
they smell life&lt;br&gt;
and taste love!&lt;br&gt;
come fast..please&lt;br&gt;
I am waiting!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/15/i_am_waiting~182040/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-13:/2005/09/13/a_pleasant_surprise~179829/</id><title>A pleasant surprise</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/13/a_pleasant_surprise~179829/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-13T23:37:45+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T23:53:44+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today, I was greeted by one of my colleague by offering me a new book to read. I started to look at it and then he continues, "this is my first book to be published...please buy it!"&lt;br&gt;
I was carried away by those words! What a good fellow!&lt;br&gt;
The name of the book is THE CENTRAL COLUMN by T.A. WATSON&lt;br&gt;
and it is published by janus publishing company.&lt;br&gt;
isbn 1857566858.&lt;br&gt;
God bless him..!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/13/a_pleasant_surprise~179829/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-12:/2005/09/12/back_to_work~177323/</id><title>Back to work</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/back_to_work~177323/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-12T20:22:57+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:26:44+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I was back to work today.&lt;br&gt;
There were some new faces and they seems to be okay.&lt;br&gt;
I feel drained. All day I was fasting. Did not feel like eatnig anything untill I reached home.&lt;br&gt;
My Boss was kind with me.&lt;br&gt;
Today I should go to sleep early.&lt;br&gt;
See you later.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/back_to_work~177323/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-10:/2005/09/10/it_is_raining~173563/</id><title>It is raining</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/10/it_is_raining~173563/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-10T22:45:51+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:41:37+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It was raininng when I went to sleep!&lt;br&gt;
I don't know for how long I slept.Must be longer. It is dark when I woke up.&lt;br&gt;
I can't figure out what the time is,but why should I know it?&lt;br&gt;
Nothing special to do, so it is better if I lay down a bit more or until I fall for my next sleep!&lt;br&gt;
I am not feeling hungry or thirsty.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh.. it is still raining!&lt;br&gt;
I can hear them falling over my roof.&lt;br&gt;
I should not get up. I should continue my sleep!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/10/it_is_raining~173563/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-09:/2005/09/09/i_am_feeling_better~171508/</id><title>I am feeling better</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/09/i_am_feeling_better~171508/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-09T17:41:40+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T17:41:40+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Oh.. my God...!&lt;br&gt;
I am feeling lot better!&lt;br&gt;
The flu had actually killed me over the week!&lt;br&gt;
I stayed at home and slept most of the time.&lt;br&gt;
Next week I will be back to work.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/09/i_am_feeling_better~171508/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-08:/2005/09/08/my_latest_interview~169591/</id><title>My latest interview</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/08/my_latest_interview~169591/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-08T16:27:24+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:40:33+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/Picture-013.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/Picture-013_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'What you say about&lt;br&gt;
 the underage love?'&lt;br&gt;
'It is ignorance..!' they said.&lt;br&gt;
'About the teenage love..?'&lt;br&gt;
'It could be just a curiosity!'&lt;br&gt;
'The young man's love?'&lt;br&gt;
'Well...it may be lust!'&lt;br&gt;
'And the married man's love?'&lt;br&gt;
'That should be buried!'&lt;br&gt;
'What about the middle aged?'&lt;br&gt;
'He should think about it twice!'&lt;br&gt;
'And if the old man loved?'&lt;br&gt;
'He should then be taken care off!'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/08/my_latest_interview~169591/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-07:/2005/09/07/barbicue~167934/</id><title>Barbicue</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/07/barbicue~167934/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-07T19:26:01+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:41:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/Picture-014.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/Picture-014_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cannibals made a&lt;br&gt;
barbicue in the winter!&lt;br&gt;
The killers are on the&lt;br&gt;
make of another thriller,&lt;br&gt;
after the funeral!&lt;br&gt;
The humanity is at&lt;br&gt;
one of it's boiling points..&lt;br&gt;
leaving a dark sediment!&lt;br&gt;
The love and the peace&lt;br&gt;
have already evaporated!&lt;br&gt;
The evil and the bad precipitated&lt;br&gt;
And they made&lt;br&gt;
strange combinations!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/07/barbicue~167934/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-07:/2005/09/07/walking_to_work~167536/</id><title>walking to work</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/07/walking_to_work~167536/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-07T16:28:35+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:28:43+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Walking to work is a blessing!&lt;br&gt;
You should be fortunate to have your work place close to your home.How many people have that rare chance?&lt;br&gt;
I walk everyday to my work place. It is only half an hour by foot. I also keep an umbrella in my bag!&lt;br&gt;
But now it is too hot. It makes my walking difficult.&lt;br&gt;
In that way, I prefer winter!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/Picture-011.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/d/dreamslittle/img/Picture-011_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/07/walking_to_work~167536/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:dreamslittle.blog.co.uk,2005-09-07:/2005/09/07/i_am_ill~166487/</id><title>I am ill.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dreamslittle.blog.co.uk/2005/09/07/i_am_ill~166487/"/><author><name>dreamslittle</name></author><published>2005-09-07T01:47:35+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T02:45:06+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt; Now,I am not feeling very well, but lot better than a few days ago!.&lt;br&gt;
My worst fear was about my boss..&lt;br&gt;
what is she going to think?&lt;br&gt;
Is she going to believe me?&lt;br&gt;
Two days ago I mailed her explaining my situation. I was always feeling little uncomfortable inside...&lt;br&gt;
But today she mailed me back. She thanked me for letting her know about my situation and wished me a speedy recovery!&lt;br&gt;
Oh my God, I felt very happy. God bless her....!&lt;br&gt;
By the way, I am unwell with a bad kind of flu..I forgot to tell you my friend...!
&lt;/p&gt;
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