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		<title>My mom with one eye- Heart touching story</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Dec 2013 05:29:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My mom only had one eye. I disliked her… She was such an unpleasantness. She prepared for students and teachers to assist the family. There was this one day during primary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so ashamed. How could she do this to me? I overlooked her, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Brother&#8217;s love for sister..A real story</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Nov 2013 00:44:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[pankaj]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. The new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy’s tummy. He [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Love is divine, not money</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Sep 2013 05:09:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[pankaj]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time, there was a guy who was very much in love with this girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small professional in his company, his future doesn&#8217;t seemed too bright, they were very happy [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Looking at Mirror</title>
		<link>http://blog.matrisms.com/?p=14403</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2013 10:11:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[pankaj]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One day all the employees reached the office and they saw a big advice on the door on which it was written: “Yesterday the person who has been impacting your growth in this company passed away. We invite you to join the funeral in the room that has been ready in the gym”.  In the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Who are you calling short?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2013 09:53:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I spotted the potential client from across the café and waved her over to my table. We were meeting to discuss a potential independent job, but I wasn’t really interested in the work. As she contacted, I stood up to shake her hand, and she looked me up and down. I’m just less than 4’ [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The Wet Pants Lessons</title>
		<link>http://blog.matrisms.com/?p=14338</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2013 07:50:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[pankaj]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is a 9-year-old kid sitting at his table and each one in every of a sharp, there is a puddle between his feet and so the front of his pants area unit wet.He thinks his heart goes to stop as results of he cannot in all probability imagine but this can be occurring. It’s [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>More Five Minutes More play</title>
		<link>http://blog.matrisms.com/?p=14327</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2013 07:09:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[While at the playground one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a play area.  “That’s my son over there,” she said, directing to a small boy in a red jacket who was gliding down the slide.  “He’s a fine searching boy” the man said. “That’s my little girl [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Poor Man’s real estate</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2013 06:55:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ramchand and Premchand were near neighbors. Ramchand was an awfully poor farmer. Premchand was a landowner. Ramchand accustomed be terribly comfy and happy. He ne&#8217;er disturbed to shut the doors and windows of his home at evening.He had deep sound sleeps. Despite the actual fact that he had no money he was peaceful. Premchand accustomed [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The Wrong Human Thoughts</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2013 06:40:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As a man was moving the elephants, he instantly stopped, puzzled by the fact that these huge animals were being held by only a small rope tied to their leg. No chains, no cages. It was apparent that the elephants could, at at any time can break away from their bonds but for some purpose, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Self Evaluation</title>
		<link>http://blog.matrisms.com/?p=14296</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2013 06:28:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A small boy went into a drug shop, arrived at for a soda carton and drawn it over to the telephone. He climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the control buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits.  The store-owner noticed and listened to the discussion. Boy: ‘Lady, Can [&#8230;]]]></description>
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