<?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-1798041677405201380</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:55:39.269-08:00</updated><category term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>Your Controversial Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-152441579671164912</id><published>2009-02-03T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:12:53.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>The Leopard can not change his spots</title><content type='html'>[A character never changes though it has gone through rectification, a lot of times]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MADSS (moderator) says&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:madss05@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;madss05@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;, male, India, Kolkata):-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yes to some extant it’s true. But if we scrutinize the entire scenario of society, then their will be no utility in the above tag. Perhaps we all know that everyone desires to live their life in better way, everyone wants to be gentle and honest. No one wants to&lt;br /&gt;Indulge him in any mischievous or hoodwinking job to infect others. But still they do. Because man proposes God disposes. The ambience of society makes a person what he is at present. Human is bound to do the job which is harmful to others. But being aware of it he does the same job because bread and butter matters a lot. If we say about terrorists what we see? Are they in born terrorist? Or in born victim of circumstances? Man can bare everything but hunger. And to satisfy the hunger most of people goes to the dogs. If they could get a good and cultured atmosphere then they would be the wise and responsible citizen of society. The brutalism can be turn into humanism if guttersnipe or any one else taken after with love.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;DO YOU WANT TO SAY SOMETHING ON THIS TOPIC? THEN JUST WRITE YOUR OWN VIEW AND SEND IT HERE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:madss05@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;madss05@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; . WE WILL PUBLISH YOUR SAYINGS HERE IN THIS SITE YOU NEED TO SEND ALSO YOUR NAME, SEX AND E-MAIL ID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-152441579671164912?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/152441579671164912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/02/leopard-can-not-change-his-spots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/152441579671164912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/152441579671164912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/02/leopard-can-not-change-his-spots.html' title='The Leopard can not change his spots'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-1257252945636371555</id><published>2009-02-01T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:12:48.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>LOVE: A WONDER DRUG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="EP8xU" style="font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold; white-space: nowrap; display: inline; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;span email="jackwellman@hotmail.com" style="position: relative; top: -4px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;jack wellman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(Member) Said:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(jackwellman@hotmail.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There are thoughts of eternity in the human heart. The fight against time, via supplements, health and beauty aids is strong evidence that we desire to live long. However, the most overlooked and underestimated life-extender is right under our noses, literally. Humans themselves have the elixir of life. It is within their own heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The ultimate power of love, one for another, can be both a blessing and be deadly. How many have heard (several recently) in the news a man who was served divorce papers shoots his wife, their children and then himself. Or they take it out on completely innocent victims. One can be caused to soar on the wings of an eagle or crash like a kite. Either way, love is close to the ability to live or die. Babies who are left without a human touch can die….die of a literal lack of love. So love can kill but it also can make one live a long, happy, productive life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All human beings require the tender touches, gentle strokes and the reassurance of unconditional love. These draw out pain, provide internal security, create a safe zone for creativity [learning], to reach their greatest potential. A scrapped knee, a dead goldfish, hurt feelings…all made a little better by the loving care of a mother. A child doesn’t care how much you know, only how much you care. And that unconditional love tells them how much you care. This is more likely to produce an adult that cares for others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If the arch-type of unconditional love is mom, dad’s is the foundation. He plays rough and tumble, building trust in their father’s strength. Physical, hands-on activity like horseback rides add a great sense of security. Being a father I try not to take it personally that my children run to mom first, but I admit I am a bit jealous at times. However, I have grown comfortable with each of our tendencies ands strengths. Rather than oppose each other, the opposites attract. This creates a nice balance for children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;                          Marital Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oxytocin is a hormone produced by men and women after copulation. Immediately after, these hormone levels move to nearly the same levels, in both men and women. The same people exposed to this hormone but faced with a computer, did not show increased willingness to take risks, and specifically affected an individual's willingness to accept social risks, arising through interpersonal interactions. It is hardly surprising that Oxytocin is also known as the "cuddle" hormone -- released by both men and women at sexual orgasm. It also causes a substantial increase in trusting behavior and causes a release of soothing and pain killing endorphins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It is possible that the mechanism by which altruistic love affects health occurs through blocking or attenuating the stress response, or through activating positive neurotransmitter pathways in the brain. Conversely, loneliness breeds congestive heart failure. Just as nature abhors a vacuum, a lack of love can lead to a collapse within; like a black hole, not even light can escape. There appears to be some point of no return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Love and intimacy are at the root of what makes us sick and what makes us well. If a new medication had the same impact, failure to prescribe it would be considered malpractice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Connections with other people affect not only the quality of our lives but also our survival. Study after study find that people who feel lonely are many times more likely to get cardiovascular disease than those who have a strong sense of connection and community. I'm not aware of any other factor in medicine—not diet, not smoking, not exercise, not genetics, not drugs, not surgery—that has a greater impact on our quality of life, incidence of illness and premature death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In one study at Yale, men and women who felt the most loved and supported had substantially less blockage in their coronary arteries. Similarly, researchers from Case Western Reserve University studied almost 10,000 married men and found that those who answered "yes" to this simple question—"Does your wife show you her love?"—had significantly less angina (chest pain). And when researchers at Duke surveyed men and women with heart disease, those who were single and lacked confidants were three times as likely to have died after five years. In all three studies, the protective effects of love were independent of other risk factors. Plus surgery patients experienced quicker recoveries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;                   Pets Unconditional Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pets -- just like our own children. No doubt this is nearly universal. Good for us, since owning one lowers blood pressure, extends lifespan, boosts mood, provides humor, releases pain killing and mood elevating endorphins, and just plain provide companionship. They don’t care how bad things went at work. They just care you are home. It is not surprising that animals are excellent in reaching and connecting with people; mentally disabled, autistic children and even juvenile delinquents, whom many grew up angry, being themselves deprived of love. Animals are therapeutic to both patient and owner; horses, cats, dogs, birds. My shadow is my black cat, Midnight Black, the most affectionate I have ever seen and exactly what we needed since out “Reddy” of 20 years passed away this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;                              Love Is…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Love is intangibles; feelings of security, acceptance, love, affection. Love is also tangible, such as actions that provide evidence of love. When doing the dishes, the laundry, changing the litter box [Midnight Blackie leaves evening brownies, but she‘s worth it], leave little notes of appreciation, etc., love is made into an verb. It is what you do. The interesting thing is, the more you give away, the more you receive. You can never give too much away, nor receive too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There is a definite physiochemical connection between being loves and living longer, healthier lives, and that loss of love can lead to lose of life. After long lives together, a spouse will often follow their deceased mate in a relatively short time. There is a strong connection to love and health and number of years lived. It truly is a “wonder drug”. I have been abundantly inoculated for life. If Spock were 100% logical, he might say to the captain, “love long and prosper”. It can be life or death. To love is a risk…but one that I am willing to take, and have already taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-1257252945636371555?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/1257252945636371555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-wonder-drug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/1257252945636371555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/1257252945636371555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-wonder-drug.html' title='LOVE: A WONDER DRUG?'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-4054574543869941902</id><published>2009-02-01T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:58:20.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When someone/something is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not present somewhere that time others become touchy for the person/the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;] &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;MADSS (moderator, male) says: - &lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;(India, Kolkata, &lt;span style=""&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madss05@ gmail.com)&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Yes! The Proverb is a certain axiom. It’s been &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;endured mostly that we never give much &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;importance to something which we use or deal &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;with often. We never know the worth of water till the well is dry. But after depriving of something which used to be one of the daily essentials. We just catch on to the importance of it. Spontaneously our heart starts feeling affection for the thing. In case of a person the same thing happens as well. Some times a person seems cantankerous or snappy to us because we meet the person time and again. But when he dies we start crying for the man. We remember the ill-behaviors, we did with the person. We understand the value of the person. Thus the above proverb can be considered as a real fact.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-4054574543869941902?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/4054574543869941902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/02/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/4054574543869941902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/4054574543869941902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/02/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-90917518701373342</id><published>2009-01-24T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:19:39.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>A BOY CAN NOT BE THE BEST FRIEND OF A GIRL OTHER THAN HER LIFE PARTNER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can you tell me who is a good friend? A friend is a hand of trust to a helpless, a friend is to get back home with him as the sun sets in the evening on my childhood, and a friend is a companion from bed to be confined to bed. Yes friends, these are the definitions of friend. A friend is a partner of joy and sorrow and will always support me. May be two boys or two girls are good friend. They can share all the emotions they have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;But think about the friendship between a boy and a girl. Yes, it generally happens. They grew from the same place studied at a same level, and completed study from a same college. All the things become change suddenly, from childhood to adult age. The girl who studied with me when I see her after five or six years a strange feeling runs in my mind. The memories of childhood seem to an invisible calling. And that deep friendship binds us in a strong relationship. Something is left behind in our childhood friendship and the time has come to complete it. Now I want to gaze her with my inner eyes. I want to spend my whole time with her. I don’t know why it happens. In this way when we come to know each other very well, trust comes. Trust develops in dependency and with dependency weakness accidents. Along the way of weakness LOVE is born. Now she want to get shelter on my shoulder. Our heart says welcome to each other. We have no difference between love and friendship. I personally seem this two things are made for each other as well as we are. And friends this is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Two friends of opposite sex can’t be the best friends of them, as love strikes unintentionally. Friendship becomes the way and love becomes the goal of life. It is not necessary that the girl should be always younger than the boy. A true love is always blind. An older woman may fall into love with a younger man than her. It’s natural as I mentioned love sometimes blind. If a boy or a girl says that she or he is my best friend then of course chemistry between them has already began. I have my best friend and she is non other than my wife, and you?&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Baisakhi Raha Siid:-&lt;/span&gt;I totally disagree.........its totally a wrong concept that a boy and a gal cannot be two good friends..ya problems do pop in when some other girl comes as a girlfriend or wife,this other girl at times fails to understand the intimacy.the same happens when some other boy enters girls life......sex does not matter that what you are the thing is who you are from your inner-self. attraction toward opposite sex matter, but that time you dint think about friendship.later on if that friendship changes into any type of attraction than it means that was not friendship,an attraction had been occurred from either side which makes them feel to get interacted with that person. they want to get interacted with that personality as a result they take the support of friendship.this type of questions occurring in your mind only cause of this reason otherwise nothing man...these types of people don't know the meaning of friendship that's why people like you ask this type of useless questions.I tell you the two reasons of this question.Either you have did so or you dont have any real friend.unless you learn to believe on your friend you can not find such. type of friends...this is tue that....you become friends to start with and then people start getting confused with the boundaries. what's the difference between best friends and being bf/gf's anyway (besides the physical intimacy)...there's a a very thin blue line that separates the two. I think guys are more prone to the confusion...it's how nature intended, it's said that guys think about sex over 50 times a day!!that's why there is good saying that......"if you can't accept me at my WORST, then you don't deserve me at my BEST"thank u........&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-90917518701373342?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/90917518701373342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/boy-can-not-be-yhe-best-friend-of-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/90917518701373342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/90917518701373342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/boy-can-not-be-yhe-best-friend-of-girl.html' title='A BOY CAN NOT BE THE BEST FRIEND OF A GIRL OTHER THAN HER LIFE PARTNER!'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-5940068059559121215</id><published>2009-01-23T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:10:56.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>Sex education should not be implied in school level</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is mandatory to spread the awareness of sex among people. But that should be in proper time.The word 'sex' violates people's mind. An adult person can never understand the sex education then how children will understand. It will pollute kids mind and after some time they will become sex-monger. Then our society can never escape from this problematic situation. When kids will turn into adult men or women the circumstance will make them understand all the fact of sex.They will learn it themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your view regarding this matter? Leave your opinion by clicking on "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;COMMENTS&lt;/span&gt;" below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-5940068059559121215?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/5940068059559121215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/sex-education-should-not-be-implied-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/5940068059559121215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/5940068059559121215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/sex-education-should-not-be-implied-in.html' title='Sex education should not be implied in school level'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-3557752940752633096</id><published>2009-01-16T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:01:48.796-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>Prostitution is some kind of social reformative job.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yes that is true. Because human is slave of organic instinct. Every man has a strong desire to have sex at some point of time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are a plenty of men in this world, if they don’t get the chance to satisfy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;their sexual desire then the desire gradually turns into strong determination. They become sex-mongers and that is one of the major facts of rape, hiss off, teasing to a leady and even kills. But if a man satisfies his physical demands by going to brothel then the risks of rape, teasing etc. goes down to some extent. So, above example establishes the sentence “Prostitution is some kind of social reformative job”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see eye to eye (agree) with the motion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write your view by clicking on ‘&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;comments&lt;/span&gt;’ below.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-3557752940752633096?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/3557752940752633096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/prostitution-is-some-kind-of-social.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/3557752940752633096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/3557752940752633096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/prostitution-is-some-kind-of-social.html' title='Prostitution is some kind of social reformative job.'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-2467442792043491937</id><published>2009-01-16T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:21:17.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>Love is sweet but poisonous</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A group of community believes that love is nothing but few bleeding hearts of this mundane planet. For rest of the community of milieu believes that without love we don’t realize our existence of soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Baisakhi Raha said:-&lt;/span&gt;The first question that sprang to my mind is ?Is poison sweet??? I cant say I have never heard of poison being sweet. The impression has always been that it is bitter which makes the death by poison more painful. Or maybe; if there is a sweet poison it is LOVE. Nobody can clearly explain this four-lettered word. It comes in various packages. Love towards your parents, love towards your friends (in general love towards human beings), love towards food, love towards clothes and a lot of such material things. Do we fall in love? Why is it such a statement ?Don?????t fall in love dear. Rise and rise above all????? Does that indicate that one who gets to experience love always falls. Let me not be the hard-core types who say that love is just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;    It might be a wonderful feeling. Otherwise poets of all ages wouldnt have written about it in such wonderful language using such beautiful words.&lt;br /&gt;But there is a conflict again. People have also written about love with pain and depicting agony. So what do we have to believe in? I guess one will never know until one experiences.&lt;br /&gt;    In conclusion. . . they say that some poisons have a property to cure others. Maybe that�s what love being a sweet poison means.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-2467442792043491937?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/2467442792043491937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-is-suit-but-poisonous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/2467442792043491937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/2467442792043491937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-is-suit-but-poisonous.html' title='Love is sweet but poisonous'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1798041677405201380.post-5205464620029044117</id><published>2009-01-14T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:11:38.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debatable topic'/><title type='text'>A woman can never be equal to a man:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women are respected as mother in this world. They are worshipped as the symbol of compassion, love and happiness. But no where they are competitor to men. Men are most important &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;constituent&lt;/span&gt; of society like root and stem of a tree and women are the leaves of the sane tree. It is very rare to find any praiseworthy activities of women in ancient history. In another hand, history is abundant with glorious activities of men. This above &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; establishes the tag 'A woman can never be equal to a man'. But we never say women are inferior to men.But we say that they are not better than men. Men are the back bone of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;society&lt;/span&gt; and women are like creeping plant which buds to the sky by taking the support of men and give shadow to men where they can take shelter after laborious task. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(Do you think above writen speech is exact explanation of women capability? If YES - Why? If NO - Why? You can enlight us by leaving your wise view below by clicking on 'COMMENT')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1798041677405201380-5205464620029044117?l=urcontropage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/feeds/5205464620029044117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/woman-can-never-be-equal-to-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/5205464620029044117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1798041677405201380/posts/default/5205464620029044117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urcontropage.blogspot.com/2009/01/woman-can-never-be-equal-to-man.html' title='A woman can never be equal to a man:'/><author><name>madss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
