<?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-6115300966471445905</id><updated>2012-02-04T21:29:38.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Code Of Silence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-6622508964506133681</id><published>2012-01-22T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T04:05:49.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inhwFQJkjeE/Txv7iiMsCgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qB4URA_eJVk/s1600/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inhwFQJkjeE/Txv7iiMsCgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qB4URA_eJVk/s320/lonely.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700426324081641986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks the first weekend I'm not home. Since I've joined this job I go home on each weekend. It feels quite strange to be here in the room of hostel with a laptop and other stuff around. It has happened this week that almost all the teachers headed to their families. In my quarter, there's none other than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness has a lot to say and to teach us. Sometimes, lonely, we ponder over very minute things and issues that are overlooked normally. In my case I came to know a great deal about web designing using html. Months ago I had made a blog; but, I couldn't keep on updating my blog due to certain issues. But last night when I was reading someone's blog I logged into my account and deliberated on certain things regarding design and templates of the blog. Suddenly the idea to google about these things struck my mind. While googling and searching for videos on youtube, I decided to make some changes in the format of the blog. So, while surfing, I came across many astonishing facts that I was unaware of. I applied some changes on my blog and it posed a brand new look! At that moment I was feeling very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Sunday provided me exposure to learn something new that I ever aspired for. As a result, I decided to regularly update my blog; in which I'd share my feelings, experiences, grief, happiness, and above all my interaction with my surroundings. Let me gather something new to write on... :-))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-6622508964506133681?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6622508964506133681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/6622508964506133681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/6622508964506133681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-sunday.html' title='The first sunday'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inhwFQJkjeE/Txv7iiMsCgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qB4URA_eJVk/s72-c/lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-1843955525419208859</id><published>2010-01-31T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:35:37.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to classes...</title><content type='html'>After one-week boycott classes started with full swing. Although the presence of students was not satisfactory yet soon it will be better. It feels a bit difficult to get up early in the morning to leave for university after one week holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us talk about the boycott. Actually it was not a boycott but a self leave made by a group of students who have their own, in other words illegal demands, for which they try to harras the students and warn them of attending classes. The most striking and amazing thing is that they show themselves leaders of student politics. I say, if this is politics then hats off for those holding the reigns and backing such elements who deteriorate the environment for nothing except their own benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly condemn this action in which a group of students make captive a number of students and don't allow them to attend classes. It become more shameful when they involve politics into the issue for their own well being. Above all, one becomes very tense when no action is taken against those black sheep, rather they are supported. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really a matter of thinking when a group makes helpless the administration of the institution to make their demands granted. On the other hand, when we see the situation, we come up with a conclusion that the politicians are not serious in investigating the matter rather they are busy in making statements against each other and shining their politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually they should find some measures to take against such evil forces which are violating the environment of the institution and creating a bad name for their party and causing creation of hatred in local masses against that party. It is the prime duty of those politicians holding very prominent offices but unaware of the problems faced by administration and ultimately the students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If defining properly, politics can be named as worship. The worship offered for the welfare of poor masses, for those approachless people and for the pride of one's nation. I strongly believe in the quotation as one said,'political science is the mother of all sciences'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-1843955525419208859?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/1843955525419208859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-classes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/1843955525419208859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/1843955525419208859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-classes.html' title='Back to classes...'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-4438469731675676855</id><published>2010-01-15T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:14:11.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my analysis on prevalent corruption in the country</title><content type='html'>It would not be taken as a gossip if I say that corruption is the root cause of poverty in the country. And I am sure many of the common people and analysts will agree with my statement. They will have to agree because you can't disagree with a vivid fact. Its on media that the former chairman of Pakistan Steel Mills has also been arrested by police from Karachi and has been handed over to FIA for interrogation.&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, a very burning issue few days back, was taken seriously by political actors. In other words a campaign in order to label all politicians as corrupt as most of them are was initiated. A layman can understand that out of eight hundred plus cases only around forty were alleged then why do those so-called politicians not take interest in corruption committed by others. The number comprises three digits and no doubt includes mainly the politicians, ex-army men, diplomats etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still echoing in the country that judiciary has become free and has been restored. What thing matters here is whether it has really happened to its roots? Is it possible for poor and unapproachable people to get justice in due course of time? And many likewise questions are yet to be answered. It is vivid that an institution whose job is to provide justice to the victims and the corruption pervades in it how can common people expect justice from other state-run institutions? In nut shell, 'nearer the church, farther from god'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-4438469731675676855?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/4438469731675676855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-analysis-on-prevalent-corruption-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/4438469731675676855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/4438469731675676855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-analysis-on-prevalent-corruption-in.html' title='my analysis on prevalent corruption in the country'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-7899524033323309904</id><published>2009-11-28T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T06:12:20.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Eid today...</title><content type='html'>I am back with my new post containing some &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fungamas &lt;/span&gt; on Eid day. Last time I went to shop some eatables for Eid day and as I said I can't sacrifice biryani &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(lolzzz...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having offered Namaz in the morning I left to my relatives' homes with papa. On every Eid we visit to our relatives. It took much time to return home. Then I went to meet  my friends. Over there  we  made a lot of fun. Enjoyed songs on laptop along with playing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;luddo&lt;/span&gt;, had &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chaat &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;loki ka halwa&lt;/span&gt;. In the after noon, I came home. Do you know for what I came back???... No!!!?... If you want to know why I came home you can read the first few lines of my post that mention the matter I can't sacrifice for, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Of course its biryani lolzz..)&lt;/span&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I plan next is to have BAR-B-Q on roof. It will be a very wonderful event to enjoy with family. Furthermore, I don't want to write because I don't want to water anyone's mouth at all. Any way I will soon  come with new lines of my experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-7899524033323309904?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/7899524033323309904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-eid-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/7899524033323309904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/7899524033323309904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-eid-today.html' title='Its Eid today...'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-6537800256371250123</id><published>2009-11-26T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:04:41.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooohhh... time table announced!!!</title><content type='html'>I was busy in study when I received an sms sent by one of my fiends. That sms was carrying the time table of my exams which are about to  be held in near future. I am preparing hard. Infact time is short and work load is more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already I am lacking in time yet Eid is also on head. In such situation you can imagine what condition of a student can be if you have been ever so. Whenever  I need some refreshment I come to my computer and start blogging. Or some times FarmVille on facebook. Some time I think would that the month of December disappear and suddenly the sun of first January rise, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(lolzzz I am just kidding for many of my friends say this while making gossips).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, this is all unreal and can't happen. So let's move towards study table and stick to the books. Ohh!! I still have to make some shopping for kitchen because tomorrow is Friday. If I do not go now, I shall have to sustain hunger on Eid day. I shall miss chicken  biryani a lot, so I don't take risk and am going to shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will come soon with a new post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-6537800256371250123?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6537800256371250123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/11/oooohhh-time-table-announced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/6537800256371250123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/6537800256371250123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/11/oooohhh-time-table-announced.html' title='Oooohhh... time table announced!!!'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-8839027227078986060</id><published>2009-11-21T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:44:54.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixth term exams are round the corner</title><content type='html'>Exams of sixth term are round the corner. These days I am enjoying the leave, not leave rather it is a period in which you have to install all your subjects into your mind, and this period is very short. This term is comparatively easier than the previous one. One subject named Steel Structure is little bit complex. But Insha Allah I shall manage to get through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent many hours writing assignment of Environmental Engineering, still practicals are to be written. Then to be checked  by the subject teacher. I am not  finding words to explain how short the time and how long the course is. Any way, I have to do. What I want from you is prayers. So do pray for me. Insha Allah I will inform you whatever new happens to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-8839027227078986060?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/8839027227078986060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/11/sixth-term-exams-are-round-corner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/8839027227078986060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/8839027227078986060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/11/sixth-term-exams-are-round-corner.html' title='Sixth term exams are round the corner'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-2351867988825784826</id><published>2009-05-10T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:35:06.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam-phobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/SgaDAQBcqtI/AAAAAAAAADM/-nX6YoRpk48/s1600-h/books1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/SgaDAQBcqtI/AAAAAAAAADM/-nX6YoRpk48/s320/books1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334094848991210194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few days are remaining, time table has also been published on the notice board, What to study and what not to study, Where to get start from, Which subject to start first... and many other questions like this are common when one is not prepared well for the coming exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too possess the same feeling. But I am not so upset that I loose the race before it starts. I am working on my subject and has got the strategy of selected study. Gradually I am covering all my subjects. And as I am working I am sure that I will come up with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last, do pray for me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-2351867988825784826?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/2351867988825784826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-phobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/2351867988825784826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/2351867988825784826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-phobia.html' title='Exam-phobia'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/SgaDAQBcqtI/AAAAAAAAADM/-nX6YoRpk48/s72-c/books1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-1158089011125567521</id><published>2009-04-06T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:59:40.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>University life</title><content type='html'>University  is a  place of the highest level for getting  education. A  student of university has to face many hardships during university life. There are many effects of  this most precious and career forming  era on one's life. During university life one comes across various  people of  different  nature and  behaving in different manners, by which one learns how to separate right from the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious, the difference between the life of a student in university and the one leading a common life. In  university  he or she  learns  how to behave with different people and how to deal with different situations which is very helpful for one in character building. Nobody can  disagree that there is a lot of difference between the two lives i.e. university life and a common life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In fact the life in hostel teaches a student a great deal of experience to how to tackle the various  circumstances  and  how to  manage  the time. No doubt, time management is and essential part of one's life. In a hostel every body has to do all tasks by himself, be it from washing cloths  to academic work  and dining. In nut shell, the effect of hostel life remains throughout on one's life and the experience got during hostel days helps him a lot in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As university is the highest institute for getting education. There are various advantages of university life in terms of academic approach, social activities, learning manners, character building and other countless benefits. While we talk about disadvantages, every community has black sheep that are, no doubt, a spoilt wound for that community. There are some students who spoil their lives in useless activities, such as intoxication, quarreling for nothing, addiction of drugs and so on, in this way they deviate from the aim they come for. As a result they emerge as professional robbers, deceivers and wicked persons. Therefore new comer students should adopt consciousness against such black sheep and should not mix with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maturity, in my view, is not the matter of age, rather it includes the interaction with certain company, friendship, way of thinking and other aspects. Students of university, specially residing in hostels, have been found more mature. In university they have to face different situations which make them capable of making decisions and they become3 mature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy activities such as sports and other academic, social, cultural activities in fact develop confidence in students and train them for their future days to come. Each university should hold such events for improvement in the students who will illuminate the university in future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life in the university is the most precious and unforgettable period of one's life. The memories of those sweet as well as harsh days always remain intact. These are the days which teach a person the lesson of whole the life and leave such a mark which is always remembered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-1158089011125567521?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/1158089011125567521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/04/university-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/1158089011125567521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/1158089011125567521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/04/university-life.html' title='University life'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-2333271394033291038</id><published>2009-03-27T00:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:01:43.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At CC...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/ScyGy8WagUI/AAAAAAAAADA/kSHtAeBO-Lg/s1600-h/M.A+SHAH093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/ScyGy8WagUI/AAAAAAAAADA/kSHtAeBO-Lg/s320/M.A+SHAH093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773469769433410" /&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my picture, taken during having tea at the central canteen (CC) within university premises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-2333271394033291038?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/2333271394033291038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-cc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/2333271394033291038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/2333271394033291038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-cc.html' title='At CC...'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/ScyGy8WagUI/AAAAAAAAADA/kSHtAeBO-Lg/s72-c/M.A+SHAH093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-6708607674712619136</id><published>2009-03-15T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:38:40.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next day...</title><content type='html'>Before changing P.M to A.M I thought I would be suffering from the same disease I mentioned in my last post. Moreover, temperature increased with severe cough. One of the reason behind was that I had rice in dinner last night.      Without caring that the prevention is better than cure I ate whatever was before me, carelessly. My mother shows doubt that I have been caught by Maleria. Almost all the night I couldn't sleep and was browsing on net on my cell phone. Early in the morning when sun's glow had not appeared I felt vomiting was about to occur... but I happened to get some eatable. In the last, please do pray for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-6708607674712619136?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6708607674712619136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/03/next-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/6708607674712619136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/6708607674712619136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/03/next-day.html' title='Next day...'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6115300966471445905.post-1301350575392983812</id><published>2009-03-15T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:05:38.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's sunday...</title><content type='html'>Whenever I plan to study, I don't know why I have many tasks to accomplish. Today, on sunday I m not feeling well. I planned to study one of my subjects very seriously without any break except one for lunch. While writing these lines I have a cup of tea in front of me. I don't think I would be able to accomplish the task I had planned because it needs concentration while study and I won't be able to maintain it. Please do pray for me as I may recover soon and start to study and other activities.        Really,'Health is wealth'. When you are healthy you feel like a king and are able to do any work within your reach. But when suffering from any disease, be it a simple headache, you lose all your temper and become sluggish. Same case is with me, I know that I am writing these lines. My pen is moving itself as it knows all my inner feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6115300966471445905-1301350575392983812?l=zebmemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/feeds/1301350575392983812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/1301350575392983812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6115300966471445905/posts/default/1301350575392983812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zebmemon.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-sunday.html' title='It&apos;s sunday...'/><author><name>Aurangzeb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gV_kyWC51oI/TDLkSxO6zXI/AAAAAAAAADU/wwRz5taSXk0/S220/360+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
