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			<title>Where to tap.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Ever heard the story of the giant ship engine that failed? The  ship's owners tried one expert after another, but none of them could figure but how to fix the engine.





Then they brought in an  old man who had been fixing ships since he was a youngster.





He carried a large bag of tools with him, and when he arrived, he  immediately went to work. He inspected the engine very carefully,  top to bottom. 











Two of the ship's owners were there, watching this man, hoping  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:46:31 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Intelligent thinking.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>A jobless man applied for the position of &quot;office boy&quot; at Microsoft. 





The HR manager interviewed him then watched him cleaning the floor as a test. 





&quot;You are employed.&quot; He said.&quot; Give me your e-mail address and I'll send you the application to fill in, as well as date when you may start.&quot; 





The man replied &quot;But I don't have a computer, neither an email.&quot; 





I'm sorry&quot;, said the HR manager, &quot;If you don't have an email,  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 21:36:41 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>dukhoun ki Mala</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 16:44:41 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Dhong...</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 00:03:41 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>iqtebaas from Bano Qudsia,s Kaaba mere peeche...</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
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			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 23:21:16 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>IQtebaas from zavia...</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 22:21:25 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>A World of Smile....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>About ten years ago when I was an undergraduate in college, I was working as an intern at my University's Museum of Natural History. One day while working at the cash register in the gift shop, I saw an elderly couple come in with a little girl in a wheelchair.



As I looked closer at this girl, I saw that she was kind of perched on her chair. I then realized she had no arms or legs, just a head, neck and torso. She was wearing a little white dress with red polka dots.



As the couple wheeled  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 23:37:21 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>A Brother Like That.....</title>
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			<description>Shuaib received an automobile from his brother as an Eid present. On Eid day when Shuaib came out of his house, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it. &quot;Is this your car, Uncle?&quot; he asked. Shuaib nodded. &quot;My brother gave it to me for Eid.&quot; The boy was astounded.



&quot;You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn't cost you nothing? Boy, I wish...&quot; He hesitated. Of course Shuaib knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 22:39:22 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Bridge of love ....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict.





It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch.Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.







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One morning there was a knock on John's  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 17:35:36 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>House Of 1000 Mirrors.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Long ago in a small, far away village, there was place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small,  happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit.



 When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 23:14:47 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The example of two friends....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Allah has given us another opportunity to share with each other some advice which will remind us about the purpose of our lives inshallah. These advice are written and posted by Muslim youths just like you.



Our belief in Allah needs to be strong and solid. Right now if I were to ask you &quot;Is there a ground under you?&quot; You would without a doubt say yes. Then if I asked &quot;Is there a sky above you?&quot; You would reply yes again without a doubt. Our belief in Allah should be so  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 22:07:04 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Life Is Like A Cup of Coffee....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 01:44:07 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>True Love</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>True Love



 







This is what True Love is all about&#058; 





It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 a.m., when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. 

  









I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him look at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 11:49:36 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>choti si prem kahani</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>BOY: I need someone to talk to ..



GiRL: I`m alwayz here for you.



BOY: I know.



GiRL: Whatz wrong?



BOY: I like her *s0o* much..



GiRL: Talk to her.



BOY: I don`t know.. she`ll never like me.



GiRL: Don`t say that. You`re amazing.



BOY: I just wanna tell her how I feel ..



GiRL: Then tell her.



BOY: She won`t like me.



GiRL: How do you know that?



BOY: I can just tell.



GiRL: Well, just tell her.



BOY: What should I say?



GiRL: Tell  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 11:44:24 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Knowledge</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>Knowledge 





A giant ship engine failed. The ship's owners tried many experts, bt none of them could figure how 2 fix it.





Then they brought an old man who had been fixing ships since he was a young.. He carried a large bag of tools with him, &amp; when he arrived, he immediately went 2 work. He inspected engine very carefully.





2 of d ship owners were there, watching this man, hoping he would know what 2 do. After looking things over, the old man reached into his bag and  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 15:23:17 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>My wife and window</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>A young couple moves into a new neighborhood. The next morning, while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbor hang the wash outside.





That laundry is not very clean, she said, she doesn't know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs better laundry soap.





Her husband looked on, but remained silent. Every time her neighbor would hang her wash to dry, the young woman would make the same comments.





About one month later, the woman was surprised to see a  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 15:27:34 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Mount Everest.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Sir Edmund Hillary was the first man to climb Mount Everest. On May 29, 1953 he scaled the highest mountain then known to man-29,000 feet straight up. He was knighted for his efforts.







He even made American Express card commercials because of it! However, until we read his book, High Adventure, we don't understand that Hillary had to grow into this success.







You see, in 1952 he attempted to climb Mount Everest, but failed. A few weeks later a group in England asked him to  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 22:58:34 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Bitter Harvest....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>I was a teacher in the Qur’anic study circle at our neighborhood Masjid at the time. I would see this young boy after Maghrib prayers, you might say he was about fifteen years old. He held a pocket Qur’an and sat alone reading from it - no, he wasn’t actually reading from it, he was just trying to make it seem as if he was. 

Now and again, he would shyly steal a few glances at us, curious to know what we were doing. Once in awhile, you might see him straining to make out what we were talking  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 19:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Secret.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>A woman named Maryam once knew a young person at mosque named Aisha. Aisha always seemed effervescent and happy, although Maryam knew she had faced struggles in her life. Her long-awaited marriage had quickly ended in divorce.





She had struggled to get a grip on her single life. She hadn't chosen it, but she decided she would live it with utmost enjoyment and satisfaction. Aisha was active in the madressah, in the day trips out, as a leader of the womans sports club, and in the da'wah  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 09:02:27 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The mother's hands.......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>My mother was visiting, she asked me to go shopping with her because she needed a new dress. I don't normally like to go shopping and I'm not a patient person, but we set off for the mall together. We visited nearly every store that carried ladies' dresses, and my mother tried on dress after dress, rejecting them all. As the day wore on, I grew weary. Finally, at our last stop, my mother tried on a lovely blue three-piece dress. The blouse had a bow at the neckline, and as I stood in the dressing  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 07:20:45 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Fajr in the Masjid....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>A man woke up early in order to pray the Fajr prayer in the masjid. He got dressed, made his ablution and was on his way to the masjid. 



On his way to the masjid, the man fell and his clothes got dirty. He got up, brushed himself off, and headed home. At home, he changed his clothes, made his ablution, and was, again, on his way to the masjid. 



On his way to the masjid, he fell again and at the same spot! He, again, got up, brushed himself off and headed home. At home he, once again,  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 20:54:39 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Better to Give....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>A young man, a student in one of the universities, was one day taking a walk with a Professor, who was commonly called the student's friend, from his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.





As they went along,they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which they supposed to belong to a poor man who was employed in a field close by,and who had nearly finished his day's work. 





The student turned to the professor, saying: &quot;Let us play the man a 

trick: we will  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 08:53:10 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>I can sleep when the wind blows.......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast.



He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic . They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic , wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops.



As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received A steady stream of refusals.



Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. &quot;Are you a good farm hand?&quot; the farmer  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 11:37:29 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Think Twice.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>One night there was a woman at the airport who had to wait for several hours before catching her next flight. While she waited she bought a book and a pack of biscuits to spend the time. She looked for a place to sit and waited.



She was deep into her book, when suddenly she realized that there was a young man sitting next to her who was stretching his hand, with no concern whatsoever, and grabbing the pack of cookies lying between them. He started to eat them one by one.



Not wanting  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 22:52:48 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>~~~~ tHree good stOries ~~~~</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>The Turtles 



A turtle family decided to go on a picnic. The turtles, being naturally slow about things, took seven years to prepare for their outing. Finally the turtle family left home looking for a suitable place. During the second year of their journey they found a place 

ideal for them at last! 



For about six months they cleaned the area, unpacked the picnic basket, and completed the arrangements. Then they discovered they had forgotten the salt. A picnic without salt would be  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 09:53:18 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>How Rich Are We?.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>One day a father and his rich family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be. They spent a day and a night on the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from their trip, the father asked his son, &quot;How was the trip?&quot; &quot;Very good Dad!&quot; &quot;Did you see how poor people can be?&quot; the father asked. &quot;Yeah!&quot; &quot;And what did you learn?&quot; 



The son answered, &quot;I saw that we have a dog at home,  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 09:18:58 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Regret City.......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>I had not really planned on taking a trip this time of year, and yet I found myself packing rather hurriedly. This trip was going to be unpleasant and I knew in advance that no real good would come of it. This is my annual &quot;Guilt Trip.&quot; 



I got tickets to fly there on &quot;WISH-I-HAD&quot; airlines. It was an extremely short flight. I got my &quot;baggage,&quot; which I could not check. I chose to carry it myself all the way. It was loaded down with a thousand memories of &quot;what  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 22:26:45 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Fence.......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily, gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. 



Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 16:58:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>the power of giving.....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>it was a really hot summer’s day many years ago. I was on my way to pick up two items at the grocery store. In those days, I was a frequent visitor to the supermarket because there never seemed to be enough money for a whole week’s food-shopping at once. 





You see, my young wife, after a tragic battle with cancer, had died just a few months earlier. There was no insurance -- just many expenses and a mountain of bills. I held a part-time job, which barely generated enough money to feed  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 23:11:57 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Wait For The Brick ........................</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and drove the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 21:37:22 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Horse sense ............</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it. From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if one stops the car, or is walking by, one will notice something quite amazing.



Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing.





Listening, one will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, one will see that it  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 21:48:35 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Don't Abandon your Dream .......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>There were once 2 brothers who lived on the 80th level. On coming home one day, they realized to their dismay that the lifts were not working and that they have to climb the stairs home.





After struggling to the 20th level, panting and tired, they decided to abandon their bags and come back for them the next day. They left their bags then and climbed on. When they have struggled to the 40th level, the younger brother started to grumble and both of them began to quarrel. They continued  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 23:37:58 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Wise Songbird ....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Once upon a time there was a golden songbird that lived in a beautiful garden. It spent all its days singing the loveliest songs to the honour of its maker and the delight of all the people who heard it. 



But the keeper of the garden, who was a foolish and greedy man, coveted the little songster, and one day he made a cunning net in which he snared it. The little bird begged the man to release him and promised to tell him three great secrets if only he would let him go. Now the gardener  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 20:54:22 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>A BOY'S LOVE (cool story).......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the store to buy the remaining gifts I didn’t manage to buy earlier.



When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself. It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go... Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...



Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices,  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 19:25:43 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Conclusion - A sweet story .........</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>One old man was sitting with his 25 years old son in the train. Train is about to leave the station. All passengers are settling down their seat. As train started young man was filled with lot of joy and curiosity. He was sitting on the window side. He went out one hand and feeling the passing air. He shouted, &quot;Papa see all trees are going behind&quot;. Old man smile and admired son feelings.



Beside the young man one couple was sitting and listing all the conversion between father and  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 23:04:50 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Te Law of The Garbage Truck .......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>How often do you let other people's nonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee ruin your day? Unless you're the Terminator, for an instant you're probably set back on your heels. However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly she can get back her focus on what's important. 



Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it in the back of a New York City taxi cab. Here's what happened. I hopped in a taxi, and we took  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 11:12:51 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Visualise your Goal .........</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>The Catalina  Island is twenty-one miles away from the coast of California, and many people have taken the challenge to  swim across it. 



On July 4th 1952, Florence Chadwick stepped into the water off Catalina  Island  to swim across to the California  coast. She started well and on course, but later fatigue set in, and the weather  became cold.  



She persisted, but fifteen hours later, numb and cold, she  asked to be taken out of the water. 





After she recovered, she was told  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 04:09:35 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>things To Do! .....</title>
			<link>http://rizwanmedia.forumotion.com/short-stories-f28/things-to-do-t3235.htm</link>
			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>The moment we are living now is very precious and people around us are precious. We realise this only when we miss the moments and the people..



The obituary page had my name and photo in it. It wasn't too good a snap of me, I thought, as I looked at it absent-mindedly. And then I gave a cry of terror, &quot;What's my photo doing in the death column?&quot;





I remembered, the sharp chest pain last night. I looked around, it was morning; but my coffee had not been made. People were entering  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 08:04:23 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Result of Intiative .........</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Some years ago, three brothers left the farm to work in the city. They were all hired by the same company at the same pay. Three years later, Jim was being paid &#36;500 a month, Frank was receiving &#36;1,000, but George was now making &#36;1,500. 





 Their father decided to visit the employer. He listened to the confused father and said, &quot;I will let the boys explain for themselves.&quot; 





 Jim was summoned to the supervisor's office and was told, &quot;Jim, I understand the  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 10:14:41 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>A Man's Complaint About His Wife</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>A Man's Complaint About His Wife  

   

 A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through --



So he prayed: 



&quot;Dear Lord: 

I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home. 

I want her to know what I go through. 

So, please allow her body to switch with mine for a day. Amen!&quot;



God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man's wish. 



The next morning, sure enough,  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 09:41:11 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>A Doll and A white rose(A Heart Touching Story )</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more 



Than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and asked: ''aunty, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' 

  

I counted his cash and replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was 



Still holding the doll in his hand.  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 09:13:31 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Two horses...</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it.



From a distance, each horse looks like any other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing....



Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing.





If you stand nearby and listen, you will hear the sound of a bell.



Looking around for the source  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 20:12:41 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Umme-Moubbad ki Khush Bakhti</title>
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			<dc:creator>Rozee</dc:creator>
			<description>The journey proceeded. Passing through the valleys of Amaj and Qadeed, the small caravan, led by Ibne -Areeqat, was heading towards the valley of Kharar. Impelled by thirst and hunger, the caravan halted as a spot where an old woman of beni Khazaa, Umm-i- Muabbad had pitched her tent. This lady was famous for looking after and providing service to travelers on this road. When the Prophet (PBUH) and his Compan¬ions arrived there, she was sitting in the yard before her tent.

It was the famine  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 04:06:37 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Ghost story</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>Ghost story  



She was just another poor, bedraggled woman, struggling to feed her family. He saw them all the time, their faces careworn, and blank. The Depression had created hundreds of them. He was one of the lucky ones who still had his grocery and money coming in to feed his family. 



She came one day to his shop, carrying two empty milk bottles, and wordlessly placed them on the counter in front of him. He took the empties and replaced them with full bottles, saying: &quot;Ten  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 09:23:33 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Wedding Passbook</title>
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			<dc:creator>shehla ali</dc:creator>
			<description>Monica married Nick this day. At the end of the wedding party, Monica's mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook with Rs.1000 deposit amount.



Mother: 'Monica, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your marriage life. When there's something happy and memorable happened in your new life, put some money in. Write down what it's about next to the line. The more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in. I've done the first one for you today. Do the others with Nick.



When  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 09:03:15 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>CEO Reveals Secret......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>For decades, Jay Thiessens hid a painful secret as he built his machine and tool company from a mom-and-pop operation into a &#36;5 million-a-year enterprise. During the day he hid behind the role of a harried businessman, too busy to review contracts or shuffle through mail. At night, his wife, Bonnie, would help him sort through the paperwork at the kitchen table, in the living room, or sometimes sitting up in bed. 



Other tasks he delegated to a core group of managers at B&amp;J Machine  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 13:13:15 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Life is a Test....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Bill and Pearl were a very special couple.



They were a couple who knew all about the brutality of life. One would never know the harshness of life they had endured unless you were very close to them.



Bill was a quiet unassuming man, who was devoted to his beloved Pearl. Pearl radiated happiness and was a delight to all that knew her. She loved life and constantly counted her blessings and practiced faithfully what she often reminded us, her family and friends -- &quot;Laughter is the  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 21:18:37 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>BUS 54.......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>A blonde was visiting Washington, DC for the first time. She wanted to see the Capitol building. Unfortunately, she couldn't find it, so she asked a police officer for directions.



&quot;Excuse me, officer, how do I get to the Capitol building?&quot;



The officer replied, &quot;Wait here at this bus stop for the number 54 bus. It'll take you right there.&quot; She thanked the officer and he drives off.



Three hours later the police officer returned to the same area and, sure enough,  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 21:25:21 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The Power Of Words .....</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. All the other frogs gathered around the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead.The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all of their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. 



Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 21:57:45 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Stone Soup ......</title>
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			<dc:creator>shaheen</dc:creator>
			<description>Many years ago three soldiers, hungry and weary of battle, came upon a small village. The villagers, suffering a meager harvest and the many years of war, quickly hid what little they had to eat and met the three at the village square, wringing their hands and bemoaning the lack of anything to eat.



The soldiers spoke quietly among themselves and the first soldier then turned to the village elders. &quot;Your tired fields have left you nothing to share, so we will share what little we have:  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 09:02:03 GMT</pubDate>
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