<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of panneerselvam selva</title><link>http://panneerselvam.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of panneerselvam selva</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>GOD</title><description><![CDATA[<P><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc>GOD DOES NOT LOVE US </FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc>BECAUSE WE ARE VALUABLE,</FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc> WE ARE VALUABLE </FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P><STRONG><FONT color=#cc33cc>BECAUSE GOD LOVES US SO MUCH...</FONT></STRONG></P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 16:03:40 +0530</pubDate><link>http://panneerselvam.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/04/17/GOD.html</link></item><item><title>our World......</title><description><![CDATA[<P> </P><P><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">                       </SPAN><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">                              </SPAN><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">   <FONT color=#ff0000 size=6><STRONG>  </STRONG></FONT></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red"><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff" color=#ff0000 size=6><STRONG>THE 4 WIVES</STRONG></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best. <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!" <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !" <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT color=#000099>d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure. <o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff"><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament</SPAN><o:p></o:p></FONT></B></P><P><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff"></FONT> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 22:06:38 +0530</pubDate><link></link></item></channel></rss>