<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of Shweta</title><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of Shweta</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Insane  Suicide</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=2>I am unable to accept the fact "Death" as and when I hear that someone has died i keep on thinking on the same fact for days together . I know that where there is Life there is Death, still I am unable to accept.</FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>Yesterday I heard the death of 8year old girl who committed suicide yes suicide . Isnt it Hurting. In our parental Village their was a lady who had 4 daughters the lady is bad tempered always fighting with everyone. Her husband commited suicide because he was fed up of fighting, leaving the daughters behind.</FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>And yesterday their third number daughter commited suicide you know why????</FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>She had gone to the grandmothers house there she saw Rs.50 lying on the floor she could resist herself from picking up. When she came home she told her mother that i found Rs.50 , her mother also accpeted but in the evening someone came from the grandmothers house saying she had stolen the money.</FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>Her mother after listening it was full of anger she said to the daughter wait after i finish my work (she was in the field ) I  will BEAT you till you die.</FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>That girl was so afraid of her mother that she after reaching home took poision and died.</FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>A EIGHT YEAR  old took poison and died...........................................................</FONT> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 09:57:29 +0530</pubDate><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/02/11/Insane-Suicide.html</link></item><item><title>Social  Funeral</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>Dear Friends,</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>I was away to Kolkatta on a tour for a month......</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>Kolkatta is a beautiful Place and all people are of Good Nature and khub Misthi.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>Their I had one experience which i wanna share with you all.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>Their i had gone to my friends place which is few kms away from kolkatta.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>Accidently the same day her aunt died.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>I had to wait for condolence.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>My friend was very close to her aunt . When her aunt was taken to give agni.. my friend requested that we will also go with all...</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>I couldnt refuse so i accompanied her.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>But you know while keeping her aunt on the woods her all clothes were removed and then place. I was really astonished but they had a belief that while coming we come nude so while going from this world should go nude.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>But  whole life a women tries to protect her body parts from showing ..</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>and at the end her body becomes a public view item</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>See i dont wanna protest any society..</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>but.. still...</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099>friends do comment that what u think</FONT></P><P> </P><P> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 14:08:31 +0530</pubDate><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/29/Social-Funeral.html</link></item><item><title>Sambhar Incident</title><description><![CDATA[<P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>Dear Friends today i wanna share with you all one incident ,when i was 8 years old that is deep in my heart .</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>My Mom had a shop so when in afternoon when we return from schools if the food wasnt cooked she used to give us money and send to bring sambhar and bread from the nearest restuarant . One such day when i returned from the school she opened her purse she saw a fifty rupees note ,she told me to get a bag to get the items. She kept the money in the bag .I thought she kept the 50 rupees note i didnt gaved a second glance to it.</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>I went to the restauarant fellow and told hin to give 15 rs sambhar and Bread and put the same in the bag . He went with the bag inside and came out with the items and 5 rupees change he gaved in my hand .</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>I was very suprised to see the 5 rupee note . I said " Sir I gaved you fifty rupee" He said no you gave me 20. I shouted " Why are you cheating sir i gaved you fifty it was in the bag"</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>He was now more angry than me , He said " You are cheat trying to loot me ,get out of my shop at once or i will call police" . I started crying I left the bag there and went back to mom's shop. </EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>I told mom the whole incident ,Mom was suprised she told me " Dear i had given you twenty rupees note only ".Then i questioned her but i saw fifty rupees note in ur purse.</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>She told yes below the fifty rupees note there was twenty rupees note which i had put into the bag</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>you should have seen before giving it to the restuarant fellow</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>I was feeling so much embarassed</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>she told me go again to the restaurant and say sorry to the person</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>I said no</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>She forced me</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>I went to the restuarent again </EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>He was staring at me i said sorry uncle and told him the whole incident.</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>he laughed and said its ok......</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>its ok........ he said still echoes in my ears</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>That day i  can never forget............</EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>Every time now i cook sambhar </EM></FONT></P><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099><EM>while eating i remember that incident ......................</EM></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 10:44:45 +0530</pubDate><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/20/Sambhar.html</link></item><item><title>Wedding Ring</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT color=#ff6600><EM><STRONG><FONT size=2>This is interesting. Try it out!</FONT></STRONG> <BR><FONT size=2> </FONT> <BR></EM></FONT></FONT><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff6600 size=2><B><EM>Why should the wedding ring be worn on the fourth finger? <BR>There is a beautiful and convincing explanation.. <BR><BR>Thumb represents your Parents<BR>Second (Index) finger represents your Siblings<BR>Middle finger represents your-Self<BR>Fourth (Ring) finger represents your Life Partner<BR>&amp; the Last (Little) finger represents your children</EM></B></FONT><FONT size=2><BR></FONT><FONT size=2><B><BR><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff6600><EM>Firstly, open your palms (face to face), bend the middle fingers and hold them together - back to back<BR>Secondly, open and hold the remaining three fingers and the thumb - tip to tip<BR>(As shown in the figure below):</EM></FONT></B></FONT><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff6600><EM> <BR></EM></FONT><FONT size=2><BR></FONT><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff6600><EM> <IMG src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/admin/Desktop/ATT11839771_gif_files/ATT11839771.gif"><BR><FONT size=2> </FONT> <BR></EM></FONT><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff6600 size=2><B><EM>Now, try to separate your thumbs (representing the parents).. they will open, because your parents are not destined to live with you lifelong, and have to leave you sooner or later.<BR>Please join your thumbs as before and separate your Index fingers (representing siblings).. they will also open, because your brothers and sisters will have their own families and will have to lead their own separate lives.<BR><BR>Now join the Index fingers and separate your Little fingers (representing your children).. they will open too, because the children also will get married and settle down on their own some day.<BR><BR>Finally, join your Little fingers, and try to separate your Ring fingers (representing your spouse). <BR>You will be surprised to see that you just CANNOT.. because Husband &amp; Wife have to remain together all their lives - through thick and thin!<BR></EM></B></FONT><FONT size=2><B><BR><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff6600><EM>T</EM></FONT></B></FONT><FONT color=#ff6600><EM><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=2><B>ry this out..</B></FONT> <BR><FONT size=2> </FONT> <BR><FONT size=2><B>ISN'T THIS A LOVELY THEORY..?</B></FONT></FONT> </EM></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 10:20:00 +0530</pubDate><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/19/Wedding.html</link></item><item><title>Its a Fact !!!!!!!!!</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#993399 size=4>Hi......friends this is mail from my friend i wanna share with you all</FONT></P><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#993399 size=4> ....... Trust the fact???????? ?? <BR><BR><BR>This is a real story of a young college girl who<BR>passed away last month  in Pune . Her name was Priya. She was hit by a truck.<BR><BR>She is working in a call centre. She has a boy friend <BR>named Shankar. <BR></FONT><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#993399 size=4>Both of them are true lovers. They always hang on the<BR>phone.You can never see her without her handphone. In fact she <BR>also changed her phone from Airtel to Hutch, so both of them can be on the same network, and save on the cost. <BR><BR>She spends half of the day talking with shankar.Priya's family knows about their relationship. Shankar is very close with Priya's family. (just imagine their love) . Before she passed away shealways told her friends "If I pass away please burn me with my handphone" she also said the same thing to her <BR>parents.<BR><BR>After her death, people cudnt carry her body, I was <BR>there. A lot of them tried to do so but still cant , everybody <BR>including me, had tried to carry the body, the result<BR>is still the same. Eventually, they called a person <BR>who know to one of their neighbours, who can speak <BR>with the soul of dead person, who is a friend of her <BR>father.<BR><BR>He took a stick and started speaking to himself<BR>slowly.<BR><BR>After a few minutes, he said "this girl misses  something here." Then her  friends told that person about her intentions to burn <BR>her with her phone.<BR>He then opened the grave box and place her phone and<BR>sim card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the body. It  could be moved and  they carried it into the van easily. <BR><BR>All of us were shocked. Priya's parents did not inform<BR><BR>Shankar that Priya had passed away.<BR><BR><BR>After 2 weeks Shankar called Priya's mom..... <BR><BR>Shankar :...."Aunty, I'm coming home today. Cook <BR>something nice for me.<BR>Dont tell Priya that I'm coming home today, I wanna<BR>surprise her."<BR>Her mother replied..... "You come home first, I wanna <BR>tell you<BR>something very important."<BR><BR>After he came, they told him the truth about Priya.<BR>Shankar thinks<BR>that they were playing a fool. He was laughing and<BR>said "dont try to<BR>fool me - tell Priya to come out, i have a gift for <BR>her. Please stop <BR>this nonsense".<BR><BR>Then they show him the original death certificate to<BR>him.<BR>They gave him proof to make him believe. (Shankar<BR>started to sweat) He<BR>said... "Its not true. We spoke yesterday. She still <BR>calls me.<BR>Shankar was shaking.<BR><BR>Suddenly, Shankar's phone rang. "see this is from<BR>Priya, see this...."<BR>he showed the phone to priya's family. all of them<BR>told him to<BR>answer. he talked using the loudspeaker mode. <BR><BR>All of them heard his conversation.<BR><BR>Loud and clear, no cross lines, no humming.<BR><BR>It is the actual voice of Priya &amp; there is no way<BR>others could use her<BR>sim card since it is nailed.<BR><BR><BR>Inside the grave box they were so shocked and asked<BR>for the same person's<BR>(who can speak with the soul of deal perosns) help<BR>again. He brought his<BR>master to solve this matter.<BR><BR><BR><BR>He &amp; his master <BR><BR><BR><BR><BR>worked for 5 hours.<BR><BR><BR><BR>Then they discovered one thing which really shocked<BR>them...<BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR>Hutch has the best coverage.<BR><BR>Where ever you go, our network follows!!! <BR><BR><BR><BR><BR>Don't shout on me I am also looking for the person who<BR><BR>has sent me this mail....so what you can do...you <BR>should also forward this mail to all your nears and<BR>dears...and enjoy...like i enjoyed. HAHAHAHAH <BR><BR><BR><BR>Nothing is impossible in this world......because the<BR>word impossible says itself.....i- m-possible <BR><BR>So keep trying...... All the best!<BR><BR></P></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 12:52:24 +0530</pubDate><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/14/Its-a-Fact.html</link></item><item><title>Important for Everyone (HIV)</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=5>Dear Friends,<BR><BR>A few weeks ago, in a movie theater, a person felt something poking from her seat. When she got up to see what it was, she found a needle sticking out of the seat with a note attached saying "You have just been infected by HIV". The Disease Control Center (in Paris reports many similar events in many other cities recently. All tested needles were HI V Positive. <BR><BR>The Center also reports that needles have been found in cash dispensers at public banking machines.We ask everyone to use extreme caution when faced with this kind of situation. All public chairs/seats should be inspected with vigilance and caution before use. A careful visual inspection should be enough. In addition, they ask that each of you pass this message along to all members of your family and your friends of the potential danger. <BR><BR>Recently, one doctor has narrated a somewhat similar instance that happened to one of his patients at the Priya Cinema in Delhi.A young girl,engaged and about to be married in a couple of months, was pricked while the movie was going on. The tag with the needle had the message "Welcome to the World of HIV family". Though the doctors told her family <BR>that it takes about 6 months before the virus grows strong enough to start damaging the system and a healthy victim could survive about 5-6 years, the girl died in 4 months, perhaps more because of the "Shock thought". We all have to be careful at public places, rest God help! Just think about saving a life by forwarding this message. Please, take a few seconds of your time to pass along. <BR><BR>Rather than forwarding irrelevant mails, kindly pass this to every one.Probably ur mail can help some save his /her life<BR></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 13:54:22 +0530</pubDate><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/13/Important-for-Everyone.html</link></item><item><title>That is Attitude!!!</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000099 size=7><EM>A little boy went into a drug store, reached for a soda carton and pulled it over to the telephone. He Climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the buttons on the phone and proceede to punch in seven digits.</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>Boy:-"Maam, can you give me the job of cutting your lawn??"</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>Woman: "I have already someone to cut my lawn"</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>Boy :? Maam, I will cut your lawn for the half the priceof the person who cuts your lawn now"</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>Woman : " Thank you, but I am very satisfied with the person who presently cutting my lawn"</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>However, the little boy was perisistent.</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>Boy: "Maam, I'll even swweep your curb and your sidewalk so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in the city."</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>Woman : Thanks again, but I am sorry. I just dont find need for a change.</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>With a smile on the face the little boy replaced the receiver.</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>The store owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy and said,</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>" Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job."</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#000099><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT face=Verdana color=#000099 size=7><EM>The little boy replied, " No Thanks! I was just checking my performance with the job I already have. I am the one working for the lady, I was talking to!."</EM></FONT></P><P><FONT color=#000099><EM></EM></FONT> </P><P><FONT color=#000099><EM><FONT face=Verdana size=7>Your ATTITUDE decides your ALTITUDE</FONT> </EM></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 14:22:08 +0530</pubDate><link>http://shwetayum.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/12/That-is.html</link></item></channel></rss>