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ayounalbahrain's Bloghttp://blogs.grab.comayounalbahrain's BlogCopyright 2005 Intermix Media Inc.Grab.comValued Exposure http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860741 <p align="center">Valued Exposure </p> <p align="center"><br /><br /><br /></p> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="center"><img height="612" alt="Trial" hspace="0" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46763000/jpg/_46763039_trial.jpg" width="782" border="0" /> </div> <p align="center"><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" clear="all" /></p> <p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="center">Germany's Nazi leaders are seen here on <a class="inlineText" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/onthisday/hi/dates/stories/november/20/newsid_4356000/4356166.stm"><font color="#247cd4">trial </font></a>in Nuremberg charged with war crimes, 20 November 1945. The offences included waging a war of aggression violating the customs of warfare and committing crimes against humanity, all twenty men pleaded not guilty. </p> <p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="center">Photo: AFP/AP/Getty Images </p> <p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="center"> </p> <p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860741#comments">No comments</a>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 08:51:00 GMT860741Gavaskar, Viswanath Felicitated http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860740 <p align="center">Gavaskar, Viswanath Felicitated </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <div align="center"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"> <tbody> <tr> <td style="FONT-FAMILY: inherit; font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit" valign="top"><img class="imgpaddingbor2news" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" src="http://cricket.zeenews.com/Image/2009/11/12/GavsakarVishy295.jpg" align="left" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; HEIGHT: 35px"><a href="http://cricket.zeenews.com/fullstory.aspx?nid=25033#" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><br /></a></div><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Mumbai: It was an evening of nostalgia and a walk down memory lane as four legends -- Sunil Gavaskar, Gundappa Viswanath, Sachin Tendulkar and Amitabh Bachchan - shared the dais at a felicitation function here today.</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">The occasion was to felicitate batting legends Gavaskar and Viswanath as champion batsman Tendulkar and Bachchan felicitated the duo, who happen to be brothers-in-law in real life.</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">The four celebrities enthralled the audience with interesting anecdotes as hordes of photographers captured the rare moment of these four legends being together on stage. </span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Tendulkar spoke about how his idol Gavaskar personally came to greet him after he broke his record of 34 centuries. </span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">He said it was indeed a touching moment to see Gavaskar waiting for him. Tendulkar also spoke about how Gavaskar wrote a letter to him in his school days, which served as an encouragement for him.</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Gavaskar said that if he was reborn, he would like to be a fast bowler and give it back to all those who had hurled bouncers at him.</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Viswanath also kept the audience spellbound with his witty and humorous stories about his playing days and how he had struck a friendship with Gavaskar which is still going strong.</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">"We have had some wonderful partnership on the cricket field but our partnership in life has been going strong and I hope it will continue to remain so," Viswanath said. </span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><img style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; HEIGHT: 450px" alt="http://beta.thehindu.com/multimedia/dynamic/00004/IN18_VISHY_4788f.jpg" src="http://beta.thehindu.com/multimedia/dynamic/00004/IN18_VISHY_4788f.jpg" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br /><br /><img alt="Sweet Sixty" src="http://cms.outlookindia.com/images/articles/outlookindia/2009/11/30/sachin_gavaska_gundappa_bachan_20091130.jpg" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><img style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; HEIGHT: 496px" alt="http://whatslatest.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/four.jpg" src="http://whatslatest.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/four.jpg" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /> </td> </tr> </tbody> </table> </div> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860740#comments">No comments</a>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 08:49:00 GMT860740Stick These Stickers to Your Walls http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860671 <p align="center">Stick These Stickers to Your Walls </p> <p align="center"><br /></p><center><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_01.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_02.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_03.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_04.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_05.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_06.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_07.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_08.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_09.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_10.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_11.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_12.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_13.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_14.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_15.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><img alt="Stick These Stickers to Your Walls" src="http://excellentpix.com/files/funzug/imgs/funnypics/stickers_walls_16.jpg" $included="null" /></center> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860671#comments">No comments</a>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:42:00 GMT860671ooooooooooh iam hungryhttp://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860670 <p align="center">ooooooooooh iam hungry</p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"><strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><font size="7"><img height="224" alt="15 Amazing Sandwich Art Creations" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich15.jpg" width="450" border="0" /></font></strong> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="320" alt="Rubiks Cube Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich01.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="483" alt="Winnie The Pooh Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich07.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="338" alt="Dumbbell Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich10.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="477" alt="Terrified Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/creativefood6.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="338" alt="Tie Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich11.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="233" alt="Pac-Man Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich04.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="338" alt="Drying Laundry Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich14.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="444" alt="Spongebob Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich06.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="308" alt="Computer Mouse Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich13.jpg" width="450" border="0" />   </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="322" alt="Pair of Aces Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich12.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="420" alt="Piano Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich08.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p> <h2 align="center"> </h2> <p align="center"><img height="296" alt="Wall-E Sandwich" src="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/sandwich09.jpg" width="450" border="0" /> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860670#comments">No comments</a>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:39:00 GMT860670Letter Art http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860658 <p align="center">Letter Art </p> <p align="center"><br /><img style="HEIGHT: 1788px" alt="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/325/4/9/i__m_a_bad_person_by_thechick.jpg" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/325/4/9/i__m_a_bad_person_by_thechick.jpg" /><br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860658#comments">No comments</a>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 08:46:00 GMT860658SEVERE FLOODS IN U.K.http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860657 <p align="center">SEVERE FLOODS IN U.K.</p> <p align="center"><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><img style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" alt="http://www.daveludlow.com/music/hayleywestenra/photos/2007/flood_trailer.jpg" src="http://www.daveludlow.com/music/hayleywestenra/photos/2007/flood_trailer.jpg" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Poster of 2007 movie Flood in which London and other parts of U.K. get flooded.  (REEL LIFE)</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">THESE IMAGES BELOW ARE NOT REEL LIFE BUT REAL LIFE:</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><img style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" alt="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_2.jpg" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_2.jpg" /><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Helping Hand</span><br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">A woman is helped over a flood barrier in the village of Appleby, northern England. Politician Tony Cunningham said the flooding was "of biblical proportions" and on a scale seen "once every 1,000 years."</span> </p> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_3.jpg" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_3.jpg" /><br />Wave of Tragedy<br />Waves crash over the harbor in Porthcawl, Wales. Up in Cumbria, England, the body of a man found after a bridge collapsed over a flooded river has been named as policeman Bill Barker. He was directing motorists off the bridge when it caved in. Prime Minister Gordon Brown described him as a "very heroic, very brave man." </div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_5.jpg" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_5.jpg" /><br />Fit for Bursting<br />The torrential rain on Cockermouth High Street caused rivers to burst their banks. Prime Minister Brown said, "It has been the worst rainfall according to records that we've seen in Britain at any time since records began and these last 36 hours have been particularly difficult for the people of Cockermouth and other people in the Cumbria area."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_6.jpg" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_6.jpg" /><br />Defenses Down<br />A woman is taken to safety in a dinghy in Cockermouth. Environment Secretary, Hilary Benn, who visited the area to assess the flooding, said that the defenses which had been built to withstand the "one in 100 years flood" were simply unable to cope with the sheer volume of water. </div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_7.jpg" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_7.jpg" /><br />Hands to the Pump<br />A firefighter attempts to rescue people from rising flood waters in Keswick in England's Lake District. Keswick's Mayor, Andrew Lysser, said: "It is all hands to the pump, really." </div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_8.jpg" src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/photoessays/2009/uk_floods/uk_floods_8.jpg" /><br />Closed for Business<br />A man views the devastation from his shop in the Whitesands area of Dumfries, Scotland. Whitesands is usually flooded about twice a year but according to many locals and emergency officials, this is the worst seen since the early 1980s. </div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br />(Time)<br /><br /></div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /></div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /></div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /></div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br /></div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /></div> <div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br /><br /></div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center">The BBC's Laura Bicker, in Cockermouth:<br /><br /></div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center">Cockermouth High Street looks more like a rapidly flowing river at the moment.</div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /></div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center">Shops that had just done up their fronts for Christmas are now only accessible by boat.</div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /></div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center">The RNLI, the fire service, mountain rescue and the police are all here working together to try to evacuate people from their houses.<br /><br /></div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center">Overhead, there's a helicopter from the RAF taking people off the roofs of their houses and from windows. </div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /></div> <div class="mva" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="center"><br /><br /><br />Other images from BBC:<br /><br /><img alt="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46763000/jpg/_46763854_008305515-1.jpg" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46763000/jpg/_46763854_008305515-1.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46762000/jpg/_46762013_hi008304957.jpg" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46762000/jpg/_46762013_hi008304957.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46762000/jpg/_46762012_hi008305051.jpg" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46762000/jpg/_46762012_hi008305051.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /></div> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860657#comments">No comments</a>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 08:44:00 GMT860657Journey to the Centre of Imperial Calcutta http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860656 <p align="center">Journey to the Centre of Imperial Calcutta </p> <p align="center"><br /><br /></p> <p align="center"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="172" align="left" border="0"> <tbody> <tr> <td><img src="http://www.telegraphindia.com/1091011/images/11metbook.jpg" align="left" /> </td> </tr> <tr> <td class="articleauthor" align="left">Das (left), Gandhi and Taylor at the book launch. (Anindya Shankar Ray) </td> </tr> </tbody> </table> </p> <p class="story" align="center">Under the high ceilings and the large windows of the wood-panelled hall in Raj Bhavan, the interior glowing in chandelier light, the turbaned staff moving discreetly outside in the corridors leading to a durbar hall with a giant throne, you feel you are sitting under the arches of Time. So it was appropriate that <em>White & Black, Journey to the Centre of Imperial Calcutta</em>, a book on Dalhousie Square, was launched at Raj Bhavan. The book, with black and white photographs by Christopher Taylor and text by Soumitra Das, was launched by governor Gopalkrishna Gandhi. </p> <p class="story" align="center">Das hates being called a nostalgia specialist as much as he hates the poverty-squalor stereotype of Calcutta. For him Dalhousie Square is not just history in concrete, but an ongoing story. Its pavements and offices are teeming with people, even as the buildings, some of them the finest specimens of colonial architecture, lie in ruin. </p> <p class="story" align="center">â€œLandlords in cities like Rome, Paris and London are no more heritage lovers than the ones in Calcutta. But the governments there make it worth their while to preserve heritage buildings,â€? he said. </p> <p class="story" align="center">The reticent Taylor, an English photographer based in France, spoke on how he had been capturing the city through his lens for three years. </p> <p class="story" align="center">Gandhi said, Lord Dalhousie, who had lived in Raj Bhavan, was a man of contradictions: he annexed princely states even as he laid the material foundation for the modern age in India through post and telegraph and railway services. The present times are contradictory too â€” even as heritage lies in neglect, there is increasing awareness about the need to preserve it. Hence the importance of the book.</p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p class="story" align="center"><br /></p> <p class="story" align="center"><img alt="The image â€œhttp://indianbooksonline.com/pic/9788189738433.jpgâ€? cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://indianbooksonline.com/pic/9788189738433.jpg" /></p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p class="story" align="center"><br /></p> <p class="story" align="center"><font class="text1">Book Details<br /><br />Author: Soumitra Das (Text) & Christopher Taylor (Text)<br />Year: 2009<br />ISBN: 9788189738433<br />[ Hardcover, 28 cm., pp. 236, photographs 205 ]<br />[ Price: RS. 2,495.00, US$ 53.09 ]</font><br /></p> <p align="center"><br /></p> <p class="story" align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"><br /><br />Some photographs from the book:<br /><br /><img alt="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/Mackinon_Mackenzie.jpg" src="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/Mackinon_Mackenzie.jpg" /><br /><span class="captiontext" id="photodesc">The Mackinnon Mackenzie building<br /><br /><br /></span><img alt="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/Mackinon_Makenzie4.jpg" src="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/Mackinon_Makenzie4.jpg" /><br /><span class="captiontext" id="photodesc">The Mackinnon Mackenzie staircase<br /><br /><br /></span><img alt="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/yule_house1.jpg" src="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/yule_house1.jpg" /><br />Yule House<br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/Raj_Bhavan1.jpg" src="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/Raj_Bhavan1.jpg" /><br />Raj Bhavan<br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/mukherjee_house.jpg" src="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/mukherjee_house.jpg" /><br />Mukherjee House<br /><br /><br /><img alt="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/tresury_building.jpg" src="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/tresury_building.jpg" /><br /><span class="captiontext" id="photodesc">Treasury Building<br /><br /><br /></span><img alt="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/st_johns_churchyard.jpg" src="http://photo.outlookindia.com/images/gallery/20091104/st_johns_churchyard.jpg" /><br /><span class="captiontext" id="photodesc">St. John's Churchyard</span><br /></p> <p class="story" align="center"><br /></p> <p align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></p> <p> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860656#comments">No comments</a>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 08:39:00 GMT860656Things You Can Only Say On Thanksgiving! PGhttp://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860589 <p align="center"><br /></p><center><img src="http://terrisfp.com/holidays/cuteturkey1.gif" /> </center> <p align="center"><br /><br /><strong><font size="5">Things You Can Say Only on Thanksgiving And Get Away With It!!</font><br /><br /></strong></p> <div align="center"><hr /></div> <p align="center"><br /><br /><strong>Talk about a huge breast! <br /><br /><br /><br />Tying the legs together keeps the inside moist. <br /><br /><br /><br />It's Cool Whip time! <br /><br /><br /><br />If I don't undo my pants, I'll burst!<br /><br /><br /><br />Whew, that's one terrific spread! <br /><br /><br /><br />I'm in the mood for a little dark meat. <br /><br /><br /><br />Are you ready for seconds yet? <br /><br /><br /><br />It's a little dry, do you still want to eat it? <br /><br /><br /><br />Just wait your turn, you'll get some! <br /><br /><br /><br />Don't play with your meat. <br /><br /><br /><br />Just spread the legs open and stuff it in.<br /><br /><br /><br />Do you think you'll be able to handle all these people at once? <br /><br /><br /><br />I didn't expect everyone to come at once! <br /><br /><br /><br />You still have a little bit on your chin. <br /><br /><br /><br />How long will it take after you stick it in? <br /><br /><br /><br />You'll know it's ready when it pops up.<br /><br /><br /><br />Wow, I didn't think I could handle all of that!<br /><br /><br /><br />That's the biggest one I've ever seen! <br /><br /><br /><br />How long do I beat it before it's ready? </strong></p> <p align="center">HAPPY THANKSGIVING!! <br /></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860589#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 15:04:00 GMT860589I'm Fine!http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860588 <p align="center">I'm Fine!</p> <p align="center"><img src="http://www.terrisfp1.com/funcomtoons4/fine.gif" /> <br /></p> <p> </p> <p> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860588#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 15:03:00 GMT860588Late???http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860587<img src="http://www.terrisfp1.com/funcomtoons4/godzilla.jpg" /> <br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860587#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 15:01:00 GMT860587The Talking Frog (Story)http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860584 <p align="center">The Talking Frog (Story)</p> <p align="center"><font color="#9d3706"><img alt="The Talking Frog (Story)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/talking_frog_story_01.jpg" /></font></p> <p align="center"><em><font color="#9d3706">This guy is 72 years old and loves to fish. <br /><br />He was sitting in his boat the other day <br />when he heard a voice say, "Pick me up."<br /><br />He looked around and couldn't see any one. <br /><br />He thought he was dreaming when he heard the voice say a gain, "Pick me up."<br /><br />He looked in the water and there, floating on the top, was a frog.<br /><br />The man said, "Are you talking to me?"<br /><br />The frog said, "Yes, I'm talking to you. Pick me up then, kiss me and I'll turn into the most beauti ful woman you have ever seen . I'll make sure that all your friends are envious and jealous because I will be your bride!"<br /><br />The man looked at the frog for a short time, reached over, picked it up carefully, and placed it in his front breast pocket.<br /><br />Then the frog said, "What, are you nuts? Didn't you hear what I said? I said kiss me and I will be your beautiful bride."<br /><br />He opened his pocket, looked at the frog and said, "Nah, at my age I'd rather have a talking frog."<br /><br /></font><font color="#0000ff">With age comes wisdom. </font></em></p> <p align="center"><em><font color="#0000ff"></font></em></p> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860584#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:38:00 GMT860584Sweet 8 Lies of A Mother (Story) http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860582 <p align="center">Sweet 8 Lies of A Mother (Story) </p> <p align="center"><font color="#201000"><img alt="Sweet 8 Lies of A Mother (Story)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/liesof_mother_01.jpg" /></font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#201000">This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry." This was Mother's First Lie.<br /><br />As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten; My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, "Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish." This was Mother's Second Lie. <br /><br />Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. . This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, "Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning." Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired." This was Mother's Third Lie.<br /><br />When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me.. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration; I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!". This was Mother's Fourth Lie. <br /><br />After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbours saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying "I don't need love.." This was Mother's Fifth Lie. <br /><br />After I had finished my studies and got a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, "I have enough money." That was Mother's Sixth Lie. <br /><br />I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me "I'm not used to high living." That was Mother's Seventh Lie.<br /><br />In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, "Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain." That was Mother's Eighth Lie. <br />Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL! <br /><br />M - O - T - H - E - R <br />"M" is for the Million things she gave me, <br />"O" means Only that she's growing old, <br />"T" is for the Tears she shed to save me, <br />"H" is for her Heart of gold, <br />"E" is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them, <br />R" means Right, and right she'll always be, <br />Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER" a word that means the world to me. For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful.</font></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860582#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:36:00 GMT860582Look Around! (Story) http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860581 <p align="center">Look Around! (Story) </p> <p align="center"><img alt="Look Around! (Story)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/look_around_01.jpg" /><br /></p> <p align="center"><strong>There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind.<br /><br />She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her.<br /><br />She told her boyfriend, "If I could only see the world, I will marry you."<br /><br />One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.<br /><br />He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?'<br /><br />The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.<br /><br />Her boyfriend left her in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'<br /><br />This is how the human brain often works when our status changes.<br /><br />Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.<br /><br /><font size="4">Life Is a Gift</font><br /><br />Today before you say an unkind word -<br />Think of someone who can't speak.<br /><br />Before you complain about the taste of your food - <br />Think of someone who has nothing to eat.<br /><br />Before you complain about your husband or wife - <br />Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.<br /><br />Today before you complain about life -<br />Think of someone who went too early to heaven.<br /><br />Before you complain about your children -<br />Think of someone who desires children but they're barren.<br /><br />Before you argue about your dirty house <br />someone didn't clean or sweep -<br />Think of the people who are living in the streets.<br /><br />Before whining about the distance you drive<br />Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.<br /><br />And when you are tired and complain about your job -<br />Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.<br /><br />But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another -<br />Remember that not one of us is without sin and we all answer to one MAKER.<br /><br />And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down -<br />Put a smile on your face and thank GOD you're alive and still around. </strong></p> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860581#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:34:00 GMT860581Deck of Cards (Story) http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860580 <p><strong><font color="#008080">A young soldier was in his bunkhouse all alone one Sunday morning over in Afghanistan. It was quiet that day, the guns and the mortars, and land mines for some reason hadn't made a noise. The young soldier knew it was Sunday, the holiest day of the week. As he was sitting there, he got out an old deck of cards and laid them out across his bunk. Just then an army sergeant came in and said, "Why aren't you with the rest of the platoon?" The soldier replied, "I thought I would stay behind and spend some time with the Lord." The sergeant said, "Looks like you're going to play cards." The soldier said, "No sir, you see, since we are not allowed to have Bibles or other spiritual books in this country, I've decided to talk to the Lord by studying this deck of cards." The sergeant asked in disbelief, "How will you do that?" <br /><br />. . . : : : A : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">"You see the Ace, Sergeant, it reminds that there is only one God.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 2 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Two represents the two parts of the Bible,<br />Old and New Testaments. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 3 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Three represents the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 4 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Four stands for the Four Apostles: <br />Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 5 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Five is for the five virgins that were ten <br />but only five of them were glorified. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 6 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Six is for the six days it took God to create<br />the Heavens and Earth. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 7 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Seven is for the day God rested after working the six days. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 8 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Eight is for the family of Noah and his wife, their three sons and their wives, in which God saved the eight people from the flood that destroyed the earth for the first time.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080"> . . . : : : 9 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Nine is for the lepers that Jesus cleansed of leprosy. He cleansed ten but nine never thanked Him. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 10 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Ten represents the Ten Commandments that God handed down to Moses on tablets made of stone. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : J : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Jack is a reminder of Satan. One of God's first angels, but he got kicked out of heaven for his sly and wicked ways and is now the joker of eternal hell.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : Q : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The Queen stands for the Virgin Mary. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : K : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The King stands for Jesus, for he is the King of all kings.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 365 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">When I count the dots on all the cards, I come up with 365 total, one for every day of the year.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 52 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">There are a total of 52 cards in a deck, each is a week,<br />52 weeks in a year.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : Seasons : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">The four suits represents the four seasons:<br />Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : 13 : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">Each suit has thirteen cards,<br />there are exactly thirteen weeks in a quarter.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#008080">. . . : : : : : : . . .</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080">So when I want to talk to God and thank Him, I just pull out this old deck of cards and they remind me of all that I have to be thankful for." The sergeant just stood there and after a minute,<br />with tears in his eyes and pain in his heart, <br />he said, "Soldier, can I borrow that deck of cards?"</font></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><font color="#008080"></font></strong></p> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860580#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:31:00 GMT860580A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh) http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860579 <p align="center">A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh) </p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_01.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br /><font color="#0000ff">It's an old <a id="AdBriteInlineAd_story" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="story" display="inline">story</a> that we <a id="AdBriteInlineAd_read" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="read" display="inline">read</a> in Class 3 but with a new ending.<br /><br /><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_02.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><br />A hat-seller who was passing by a forest decided to take a nap under one of the trees,<br /><br />so he left his whole basket of <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3"><u><font color="#009900">hats</font></u></span> by the side. A few <a id="AdBriteInlineAd_hours" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="hours" display="inline">hours</a> later, he woke up and realized that all his hats were gone.<br /><br />He looked up and to his surprise, the tree was full of <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD2"><u><font color="#009900">monkeys</font></u></span> and they hat taken all his hats.<br /><br />The hat seller <a id="AdBriteInlineAd_sits" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="sits" display="inline">sits</a> down and thinks of how he can get the hats down.<br /><br />While thinking he <a id="AdBriteInlineAd_started" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="started" display="inline">started</a> to scratch his head. The next moment, the monkeys<br />were doing the same.<br />Next, he took down his own hat, the monkeys did exactly the same. An<br /><a id="AdBriteInlineAd_idea" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="idea" display="inline">idea</a><br />came to his mind*<br />He took his hat and threw it on the floor and the monkeys did that<br />too. So<br />he finally <a id="AdBriteInlineAd_managed" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="managed" display="inline">managed</a> to get all his hats back.</font><br /><br /><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_03.jpg" $included="null" /><br /><font color="#ff00ff"><br />Fifty <a id="AdBriteInlineAd_years" style="BACKGROUND: url(http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x 50% bottom; MARGIN-BOTTOM: -2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: #006600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" target="_top" keyword="years" display="inline">years</a> later, his grandson, Sukhwinder, also became a hat-seller<br />and<br />had heard this monkey story from his <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD4"><u><font color="#009900">grandfather</font></u></span>.<br />One day, just like his grandfather, he passed by the same forest. It<br />was<br />very hot, and he took a nap under the<br />same tree and left the hats on the floor.<br /><br />He woke up and realized that all his hats were taken by the monkeys on<br />the<br />tree.<br /><br />He remembered his grandfather' s words, started scratching his head and<br />the<br />monkeys followed.<br />He took down his hat and fanned himself and again the monkeys<br />followed.<br />Now, very convinced of his grandfather' s idea, Sukhwinder threw his<br />hat on<br />the floor but to his surprise,<br />the monkeys still held on to all the hats.<br /><br />Then one monkey climbed down the tree, grabbed the hat on the floor,<br />gave<br />him a slap and</font><br /> </strong></p> <p align="center"><font color="#0000ff"><strong><font size="4">Guess!!! Said what???</font></strong></font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#0000ff"><strong>************ ****<br /><br />************ *..<br /><br />***********. .<br /><br />*********..<br /><br />********<br /><br />*****..<br /><br />****.<br /><br />***<br /><br />**.<br /> </strong></font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#0000ff"><strong>*.<br />*<br />..<br />.<br />.<br />.</strong></font></p> <p align="center"><font color="#808000"><strong>.<br />"You think only you have a grandfather !!!???"</strong></font></p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_04.gif" $included="null" /></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_05.gif" $included="null" /></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_06.gif" $included="null" /></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_07.gif" $included="null" /></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_08.gif" $included="null" /></strong></p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_09.gif" $included="null" /></strong> </p> <p align="center"><strong><img alt="A Hat-Seller Tale (Read N Laugh)" src="http://picturrs.com/files/funzug/imgs/stories/hat_seller_tale_08.gif" $included="null" /></strong> </p> <p align="center"> </p><br><br><a href="http://blogs.grab.com/ayounalbahrain/860579#comments">No comments</a>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 14:29:00 GMT860579