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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>My Blog Paradize</title><link rel="self" href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>I like to share my videos, pics, ideas and info from this blog. I have more blogs on other site too. Invite me as a friend. Good Luck!</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T02:43:38+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk,2007-09-14:/2007/09/14/title~2980722/</id><title>For you Friends</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/2007/09/14/title~2980722/"/><author><name>GhulamJawadSirewal</name></author><published>2007-09-14T19:11:49+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:27:16+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;If Rameez Sheikh is reading this blog then I &lt;br&gt;would like 2 ask him how did he find or how did you &lt;br&gt;find this website or this blog esp. my &lt;br&gt;bolg Sheikh, huh? Anyways please join this blog &lt;br&gt;community. There is a lot of fun, videos, pictures&lt;br&gt;and manny friends their posts. Bcoz I m a new user&lt;br&gt;so i dont update my blog daily but i like it very &lt;br&gt;much.Irfan if you are reading then i must recommend &lt;br&gt;you to join too. And of course Amjad should also join.&lt;br&gt;You can share your news and views. Make new &lt;br&gt;online friends and esp. Amjad who is looking &lt;br&gt;for gals, huh!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/2007/09/14/title~2980722/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk,2007-09-07:/2007/09/07/past_or_present~2939389/</id><title>Past or Present?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/2007/09/07/past_or_present~2939389/"/><author><name>GhulamJawadSirewal</name></author><published>2007-09-07T10:46:49+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:30:09+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The importance of our past is too important to &lt;br&gt;be denied. We must remember our past. History&lt;br&gt;is a record of the past and it provides us &lt;br&gt;with a lot of knowledge about the past activities &lt;br&gt;and we can learn from our past. It makes us&lt;br&gt;proud for whatever good things we did.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Though these are some of the importance&lt;br&gt;of our past but we cannot improve or we cannot&lt;br&gt;live in it. It is believed that it is never &lt;br&gt;too late to do something good. We should learn &lt;br&gt;from our past but we cannot better it. Instead &lt;br&gt;we should and must try to improve and enhance &lt;br&gt;our abilities so as to make the most of our &lt;br&gt;present time.&lt;br&gt;Once, I used to be very &lt;br&gt;concerned about my past but then I left &lt;br&gt;regretting on past. Whenever I did something &lt;br&gt;wrong, or whenever I could not stand first, &lt;br&gt;I underestimated my self. After some time I &lt;br&gt;realized that I should not do that.&lt;br&gt;Man &lt;br&gt;is error prone and we can&amp;rsquo;t help &lt;br&gt;committing mistakes and even blunders at &lt;br&gt;times. God has given us mind to think before &lt;br&gt;we do something. We should think before doing &lt;br&gt;anything and even if we do commit mistakes, &lt;br&gt;we should not repent on it rather we should &lt;br&gt;determine to improve ourselves and try to do &lt;br&gt;well and avoid silly mistakes.&lt;br&gt;Our past &lt;br&gt;is an important part of our life but our &lt;br&gt;present is more important than our past. &lt;br&gt;The most significant point is that we cannot &lt;br&gt;live our past. This should be borne in our&lt;br&gt;minds that we have to do something for our &lt;br&gt;present. We have to work hard to be successful&lt;br&gt;in order to secure our future and only then &lt;br&gt;can we do something for others and for our &lt;br&gt;beloved homeland too. Regretting on the past &lt;br&gt;gives us nothing but only despair and frustrates&lt;br&gt;us. In this way we cannot do well.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/2007/09/07/past_or_present~2939389/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk,2007-09-02:/2007/09/02/title~2910317/</id><title>First day of Uni</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/2007/09/02/title~2910317/"/><author><name>GhulamJawadSirewal</name></author><published>2007-09-02T11:56:32+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:53:26+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It was my first day to attend a class in any &lt;br&gt;university. Though I had been to&lt;br&gt;a couple of universities before being admitted &lt;br&gt;as a student of Mehran University of &lt;br&gt;Engineering and Technology, but I was still unaware &lt;br&gt;of the methods of teaching like all other students &lt;br&gt;of the same batch.&lt;br&gt;The first day was not a teaching day. Rather, it was&lt;br&gt;just like first of April or even more fun-filled &lt;br&gt;(seemingly dedicated to seniors of M.U.E.T). We, the &lt;br&gt;students of first year, were very nervous to talk &lt;br&gt;to anyone. Perhaps this was the very point to &lt;br&gt;attract the attention of seniors to tease us. Our&lt;br&gt;faces were like those girls afraid of eve-teasers.&lt;br&gt;We decided to walk to the department of one of my &lt;br&gt;friends, when we were left free after the orientation.&lt;br&gt;While we were walking along the road hiding ourselves &lt;br&gt;from every stranger in the valley of death, suddenly &lt;br&gt;a monster-like senior student, apparently of the final&lt;br&gt;year, stopped us and asked if we were of 07-batch. &lt;br&gt;Frightened, we nodded in affirmative. We thought this&lt;br&gt;was the climax but we were left after being skeptically&lt;br&gt;questioned about our IDs and background. He asked our &lt;br&gt;names one by one; asked each of us to sing any song or &lt;br&gt;dance with him. He said that we salute him whenever we&lt;br&gt;see him.&lt;br&gt;Thank God! We finally reached our destination. &lt;br&gt;But wait; we are now surrounded by giants of all sizes.&lt;br&gt;Every senior took each of us to make fun. &lt;br&gt;I was asked to push to move a tree. &lt;br&gt;I told them that I couldn&amp;rsquo;t do it but then &lt;br&gt;I was warned of the hostile consequences. I &lt;br&gt;pushed the tree in a fit of anger helplessly &lt;br&gt;cursing those devils. My friend was ordered to &lt;br&gt;dance. He was dancing. I was feeling sorry for &lt;br&gt;him but I couldn&amp;rsquo;t control my laughter! He was &lt;br&gt;also enjoying.&lt;br&gt;Well, this was all about being disgraced in a &lt;br&gt;university the very first day. At that time, &lt;br&gt;every one of us was cursing their fate but after &lt;br&gt;some time, we realized that this was not a serious&lt;br&gt;thing as many were in the same condition. &lt;br&gt;Though we were being made fun of, but we &lt;br&gt;enjoyed a lot too.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/2007/09/02/title~2910317/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk,2007-09-02:/2007/09/02/i_love_no_fashion~2910013/</id><title>I love No Fashion</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jawadsirewal111.blog.co.uk/2007/09/02/i_love_no_fashion~2910013/"/><author><name>GhulamJawadSirewal</name></author><published>2007-09-02T11:05:53+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:22:54+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Fashion has become the imperative&lt;br&gt;
 part of the&lt;br&gt;
so-called modern society of today.&lt;br&gt;
People are thought to be uncivilized&lt;br&gt;
if they dont adopt any fashion.&lt;br&gt;
Though things have changed but&lt;br&gt;
people still believe in accepting&lt;br&gt;
the things. Adopting fashion statements&lt;br&gt;
has become the must-have useless&lt;br&gt;
thing. Without knowing whether or&lt;br&gt;
 not a kind of get up is suitable&lt;br&gt;
for us, we take it. Torn and off-colored&lt;br&gt;
jeans are the best&lt;br&gt;
monopoly of fashion ever accepted&lt;br&gt;
in such a way that this&lt;br&gt;
is the only thing remained in the&lt;br&gt;
variety of pants. We have forgotten&lt;br&gt;
 the provincial and national dress.&lt;br&gt;
 We are preoccupied with the westernism.&lt;br&gt;
Since the distances have shrunk, it is&lt;br&gt;
 now easy to keep yourself abreast with&lt;br&gt;
 the modern fashion statements.&lt;br&gt;
The minds of teenagers are obsessed&lt;br&gt;
with Bollywood.&lt;br&gt;
	We cannot deny the fact&lt;br&gt;
fashion has compelled us to adopt&lt;br&gt;
 it but it can be done in limits.&lt;br&gt;
 Wearing baggy clothes is not the&lt;br&gt;
 only kind of fashion. Being decent&lt;br&gt;
is still deemed more important than&lt;br&gt;
being fashionable.&lt;/p&gt;
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