<?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-3202822237796806932</id><updated>2012-01-25T12:55:10.208+02:00</updated><category term='Musical Thoughts'/><category term='Feel Younger'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='World of Pictures'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Paintings'/><category term='World of Words'/><category term='Articles on Art'/><category term='Thoughts of Mine'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Star</title><subtitle type='html'>A star shines in the sky. 
My star shines with my thoughts delivered with a soft pencil in this small sky of mine</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-6806804101681708816</id><published>2012-01-25T12:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:55:10.216+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles on Art'/><title type='text'>Living with Art - Part 3</title><summary type='text'>
If art is the mirror of everyday life, it is also the mirror of everyday surroundings. Drive out into the country on a splendid autumn day, and along the road you are likely to see cars parked, easels set up, amateur paintings trying to distill, on canvas or watercolor paper, the glories of the natural landscape. Throughout history professional artists, too, have responded to this impulse and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6806804101681708816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6806804101681708816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2012/01/living-with-art-part-3.html' title='Living with Art - Part 3'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1doUDYYey0/Tx_aXa6sMxI/AAAAAAAABXM/8EwIae9Il2M/s72-c/Mogul+Emperor+Akbar+and+cheetah+hunt_thumb%255B4%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-4778771752303798213</id><published>2012-01-25T03:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T04:10:17.284+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles on Art'/><title type='text'>Living with Art - Part 2</title><summary type='text'>When children start to draw and paint, they deal with images they know best: mother and father, sisters and brothers, the teacher, the house, the dog. Many artists never lose their preoccupation with everyday things, and so we have a rich heritage of art depicting those concerns that are closest to the artist’s personal world.
Art that depicts the little moments of everyday life and its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/4778771752303798213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/4778771752303798213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2012/01/living-with-art-part-2.html' title='Living with Art - Part 2'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNW6cnx4XZo/Tx9kWuMoB0I/AAAAAAAABW0/cbeet7DbRLw/s72-c/court+ladies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-6015525456457688996</id><published>2012-01-23T23:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T04:30:44.554+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles on Art'/><title type='text'>Living with Art - Part 1</title><summary type='text'>Who lives with art? You do. Everybody does. It would be impossible not to live with art, because art is inextricably connected to human existence. Art has been with us since the earliest cave dwellers made their first steps toward civilization and will be with us as long as civilized life continues in our planet.
You probably have more art in your life than you realize. If you live in a city or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6015525456457688996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6015525456457688996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2012/01/living-with-art-part-1.html' title='Living with Art - Part 1'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--NImg0gq6-M/Tx3ULW6N5EI/AAAAAAAABWA/j3b3p4UgEUE/s72-c/509667_Le-BlancSeing-1965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7560510464502327896</id><published>2012-01-09T23:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:02:21.973+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Bollywood Movies &amp; Songs I like Part 2</title><summary type='text'>6- O Re Piya from movie Aaje Nachle (see part 1)

7- Aaje Nachle from movie Aaje Nachle8- Bum Bum bole from Movie Taare Zaamen Par Featuring Aamir Khan &amp; Darsheel Safary.
Taare Zaamen Par, is recommended for every parent and teacher to see, it is about Ishaan Nandkishore Awasthi (Darsheel Safary), the story's leading character, is an eight-year-old boy who dislikes school and fails every test or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7560510464502327896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7560510464502327896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2012/01/bollywood-movies-songs-i-like-part-2.html' title='Bollywood Movies &amp; Songs I like Part 2'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QPMlCp5EZdc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-4062126142914922961</id><published>2012-01-08T20:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:14:20.182+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Bollywood Movies &amp; Songs I like - Part 1</title><summary type='text'>
1- "Rabba Mein Toh" from Movie: Mausam Featuring "Shahid kapoor" &amp;"Sonam Kapoor"
"Mausam" is about, a war, religious conflicts, and misunderstandings create obstacles for a couple of different faiths. 
Translation of the song:
Somebody has made my heart out of my control
And filled love in my heartSomebody has made my heart out of my controlAnd filled love in my heartShe has said many a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/4062126142914922961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/4062126142914922961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2012/01/bollywood-movies-songs-i-like-part-1.html' title='Bollywood Movies &amp; Songs I like - Part 1'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SvAo1wgL2Ic/TwniOu4cQ5I/AAAAAAAABTQ/JXE2r_DPAlE/s72-c/Mausamalbum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-5050861210557032580</id><published>2011-08-28T03:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T03:47:59.879+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Pets in the life of old people</title><summary type='text'>Pets can play an important role in our lives as we age. As we grow older, knowing that you're loved, or that someone cares about you, isn't necessarily enough, and that need to feel needed-and appreciated for what you do-increases. Pets fulfill this need because they depend on their owners for care and attention. In return, the pets offer love and unqualified approval.
Geriatric researchers from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5050861210557032580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5050861210557032580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/08/pets-can-play-important-role-in-our.html' title='Pets in the life of old people'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vqQmphyttbE/TlmU6Z5PSDI/AAAAAAAABJU/yeOdI10O3wA/s72-c/1pet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-4969504358110929088</id><published>2011-06-15T23:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:58:32.873+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Clear out your clutter : Enjoy Life's Changes Part 2/2</title><summary type='text'>
If you want to ring the changes, a good place to start is your immediate surroundings – your home. Now is the ideal time to get rid of some of the clutter that you and your family are probably acquired over the years. With a decisive approach and a bit of imagination, you can give your home a new lease of life and enjoy a sense of achievement as well.
Our homes are under constant attack from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/4969504358110929088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/4969504358110929088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/06/clear-out-your-clutter-enjoy-lifes.html' title='Clear out your clutter : Enjoy Life&apos;s Changes Part 2/2'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1VlgmOmSo4/TfkZ2NkhLiI/AAAAAAAABFM/czU86QyJkhc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-2461960511003095385</id><published>2011-06-15T12:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:57:47.325+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Enjoy Life's Changes /Part 1/2</title><summary type='text'>
The number of people in the world over the age of 100 is increasing. It's estimated that by the year 2030, there will be 30,000 centenarians in the UK alone, and by 2050, 1 million in USA.The fact that we're living longer and healthier lives means that our retirement years could number almost as many as those of our working life. In general we are fitter and wealthier than previous generations </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2461960511003095385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2461960511003095385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/06/enjoy-lifes-changes-part-13.html' title='Enjoy Life&apos;s Changes /Part 1/2'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--mtvripi0-Q/TfiNKtc1MCI/AAAAAAAABFA/75HOBZBp16M/s72-c/women-friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-1659545187611295957</id><published>2011-04-29T19:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T19:17:50.426+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Osteoporosis</title><summary type='text'>Osteoporosis is the thinning of bone tissue and loss of bone density over time. Calcium and phosphate are two minerals that are essential for normal bone formation. Throughout youth, your body uses these minerals to produce bones. If you do not get enough calcium, or if your body does not absorb enough calcium from the diet, bone production and bone tissues may suffer. In serious cases, something</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1659545187611295957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1659545187611295957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/04/osteoporosis.html' title='Osteoporosis'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WdCuYrwixKc/TbrwWuUAMHI/AAAAAAAABC4/VaGgfu59yHE/s72-c/27853477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-3892383809697051347</id><published>2011-04-12T15:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:45:02.485+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Feel Younger : Menopause - 3</title><summary type='text'>
Many women erroneously believe that when they reach the menopause they no longer have the same right to sexual pleasure as they did when they were younger. Many allow physical symptoms to affect their state of mind, saying that one or other physical changes makes them feel older or less feminine.  Just because a woman is going through the menopause does not mean that her sex life should be put </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3892383809697051347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3892383809697051347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/04/feel-younger-menopause-3.html' title='Feel Younger : Menopause - 3'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gbBKyjsd_8/TaRWCQJqyBI/AAAAAAAABCM/3-EXQZ1KQPs/s72-c/Dating-older-women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-1062824975913688286</id><published>2011-04-06T11:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:15:14.689+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Feel Younger : Menopause - 2</title><summary type='text'>

Hormone replacement therapy (HRT) can help alleviate menopausal symptoms. HRT replaces the hormones that are no longer produced by the body - these include oestrogen and progesterone. There are many different combinations and strengths of HRT, and different modes of delivery, including tablets, patches, gels and implants. Some continue to give a period every month, others three months and some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1062824975913688286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1062824975913688286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/04/feel-younger-menopouse-2.html' title='Feel Younger : Menopause - 2'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUCQ8E1fhSE/TZwwTtZQtqI/AAAAAAAABCI/pKZ_Y8_D714/s72-c/managemanopause.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-6669883408222118005</id><published>2011-04-05T23:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:32:46.604+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Feel Younger - Menopause -1</title><summary type='text'>The menopause is a natural part of a woman's life, and one that signals an end to her child-bearing years. While some women sail through the menopause with little difficulty, others experience a range of symptoms, which vary in severity from mildly annoying to completely disrupting.
The average age at which women go through this change is 51 years, but it can occur at any time between the ages of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6669883408222118005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6669883408222118005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/04/feel-younger-menopause-1.html' title='Feel Younger - Menopause -1'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psNyjRqV2JI/TZuD6-4afkI/AAAAAAAABBw/szYD3Fwob5U/s72-c/51CEFT1CHRL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-947581002216906793</id><published>2011-04-03T22:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:49:10.559+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel Younger'/><title type='text'>Feel Younger : Introduction</title><summary type='text'>
I will be starting collecting articles that will be dedicated to women who are 50+, based on "Diana Moran's book Live Longer, Feel Younger Look Great."
The book contains everything a woman need to know about making the most of this period of her life, ensuring that she feels her best, looks her best, and continues to do so. It is packed with vital information on health issues, plenty of sensible</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/947581002216906793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/947581002216906793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/04/feel-younger-article-no-1.html' title='Feel Younger : Introduction'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0oLFII30U4/TZjVF9ZJCiI/AAAAAAAABBs/fktfl0IQ0V0/s72-c/optimitic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-5311429263799811766</id><published>2011-01-08T01:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T01:39:55.896+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>An Elegant Opera Night</title><summary type='text'>
That night before going to the opera, I had high hopes for the show that will be featured there, The Rat Pack Tribute Show which is dedicated to three of the world's greatest performers of all time Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin &amp; Sammy Davis Jr. I have always loved Sinatra &amp;  Dean Martin songs quite a lot, yet not really fond of Sammy Davis Jr The Rat Pack was a group of actors originally centered </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5311429263799811766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5311429263799811766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/01/elegant-opera-night.html' title='An Elegant Opera Night'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TSeRtQu49MI/AAAAAAAAA9w/po8Y9s8DjSw/s72-c/the-rat-pack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-1272683859144741897</id><published>2011-01-05T23:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T23:58:42.933+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Only time</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite songs by Enya  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1272683859144741897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1272683859144741897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/01/only-time_05.html' title='Only time'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-8620144880724214589</id><published>2011-01-04T01:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:20:41.020+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>I died for Beauty</title><summary type='text'>
  Emily Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Dickinson's poems contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often use slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation. Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality; as "I died for Beauty" in which she says
    I died for beauty, but was scarce  
Adjusted in the tomb    When one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/8620144880724214589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/8620144880724214589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-die-for-beauty.html' title='I died for Beauty'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TSJVEI-5Y9I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/FbazcxBaBhQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-6017275908888905100</id><published>2010-12-15T19:51:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:09:01.820+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Words'/><title type='text'>Life According to Literature</title><summary type='text'>
I was attracted to the title &amp; subject which I read over a friend's Facebook note, "Life according to Literature", in which you simply need to  answer some questions using titles of books you have read during 2010
So here it is 
Describe yourself  Crazy as chocolate by Elisabeth Hyde  How do you feel Few Pleasures, Last Pleasures by Hayfaa El Bitar أفراح صغيرة أفراح أخيرة- هيفاء البيطار 
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In this movie, Jim Carrey is an ultimate villain. The movie is classified as a black comedy, yet I am not sure what is really comic about this stupid movie, that is directed by Ben Stiller (an actor whom I don’t like) people in their right mind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3221588455956324206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3221588455956324206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/11/worst-movies-i-have-ever-seen-part-ii.html' title='The worst movies I have ever seen  - Part II'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TOWVjcIAGqI/AAAAAAAAA4M/veH5xIG3jaM/s72-c/cableguy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-6215664530936900073</id><published>2010-11-18T03:33:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:16:27.842+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The worst movies I have ever seen  - Part I</title><summary type='text'>
There are several movies which I regretted watching, especially those I have watched in theatersI can recall many, yet there is a list of movies that I wish I can simply drain out from my memory yet I can’t, I can still remember those disastrous movies as my worst nightmares

P.S. My own list of worst movies, is based on my own point of view, and my personal disliking   1
I know who killed me – </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6215664530936900073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6215664530936900073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/11/list-of-worst-movies-i-have-ever-seen.html' title='The worst movies I have ever seen  - Part I'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TOR-Vvt5YsI/AAAAAAAAA34/GJu8CBOOCMU/s72-c/iknowhwokilledme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7747098456957294867</id><published>2010-11-06T02:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T02:44:37.631+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paintings'/><title type='text'>Tango Paintings - 1</title><summary type='text'>
In 2009, Argentina and Uruguay suggested the Tango to be declared a world heritage of humanity, in October of the same year UNESCO approved it
Tango dance and tango music originated in the area of the Rio de la Plata, and spread to the rest of the world soon after. The Tango consists of a variety of styles The styles are mostly danced in either open embrace, where lead and follow have space </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7747098456957294867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7747098456957294867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/11/tango-paintings.html' title='Tango Paintings - 1'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TNSg5yHGjSI/AAAAAAAAA2M/GmBk8taaliw/s72-c/tango1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-1673878518341708980</id><published>2010-10-08T20:31:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:34:57.672+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Based on True Story - My 10 favorite movies</title><summary type='text'>The sound of music -1965Julie Andrews &amp; Christopher PlummerDirector : Robert WiseIt is based on the memoir of Maria von Trapp; the story of the Von Trapp  family, with Julie Andrews as the young woman who leaves an Austrian convent to  become a governess to a Naval officer widower's seven childrenNo one can ever forget the songs of this great movieDo-Re-Mi &amp; The Sound of music
Out of Africa -1985</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1673878518341708980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1673878518341708980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/10/based-on-true-sotry-my-favorite-movies.html' title='Based on True Story - My 10 favorite movies'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TK9hiCsxlJI/AAAAAAAAAzU/O6ETcQnS5bo/s72-c/sound+of+music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-2242953924112748941</id><published>2010-10-08T06:32:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:35:53.375+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The Unexpected Twists/Endings - My 10 favorites Movies</title><summary type='text'>Post dedicated to my blogger friend Dr.Ahmed Ashour-who gave me the idea
 
I usually enjoy the movies that bring me surprise, a surprise that can shock me, as I can never expect the sudden change.  For me a movie, is not just spending a nice time, but enjoying a piece of artI list here 10 of my favorite movies, that I enjoyed their unexpected &amp; twisted plot.
I know that telling much about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2242953924112748941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2242953924112748941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/10/unexpected-twists-my-10-favorites.html' title='The Unexpected Twists/Endings - My 10 favorites Movies'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TK6buf1kYtI/AAAAAAAAAys/cYuOupA5-T8/s72-c/shattered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-1381268878652715891</id><published>2010-07-21T21:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.736+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>My own Bucket List</title><summary type='text'>
The Bucket List, “Morgan Freeman &amp; Jack Nicholson” is an amazing movie, that speaks about life wishes, and how we don’t tend to accomplish our personal wishes until we found out that we are running short of time, and we are about to die. The 2 persons were totally strangers, were diagnosed with terminal lung cancer and were both hospitalized in the same room, by time they become friends as they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1381268878652715891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1381268878652715891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-own-bucket-list.html' title='My own Bucket List'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TEc0EewbHDI/AAAAAAAAAwo/kXV2WLIyzzw/s72-c/Bucket_list_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-5973742821929965861</id><published>2010-05-28T16:24:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:59:48.013+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Pictures'/><title type='text'>Geological Wonders</title><summary type='text'>

Chocolate Hills - PhilippinesComposed of around 1,268 perfectly cone-shaped hills of about the same size spread over an area of more than 50 square kilometres (20 sq mi), this highly unusual geological formation, called Chocolate Hills, is located in Bohol, Philippines. There are a number of hypotheses regarding the formation of the hills. These include simple limestone weathering, sub-oceanic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5973742821929965861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5973742821929965861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/05/geological-wonders.html' title='Geological Wonders'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/S_-_qfh_qPI/AAAAAAAAAqw/UqroLO63v0k/s72-c/chocolate+Hills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-8016300501978095977</id><published>2010-05-27T19:28:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.737+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>The Dream</title><summary type='text'>
I had a dream of you
Though I couldn’t see you 
Yet in my dream I knew you were there
It is the same recurring dream
that haunts me from time to timeYou are there, somewhere I know
Yet I can’t reach that somewhere
and in my way to you I always get lostAnd I cry
In my dream I can hear your voice
I know that you are waiting for me
Behind a closed door
I take the lift, to the second floorTo find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/8016300501978095977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/8016300501978095977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-had-dream-of-you-though-i-couldnt-see.html' title='The Dream'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/S_6c3Z69RbI/AAAAAAAAAqg/wgj2vl5Cv-8/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-312868599926343865</id><published>2010-04-23T05:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T15:05:29.105+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Words'/><title type='text'>A book=a journey</title><summary type='text'>
 


Today 23rd April, the world is celebrating the World Book day. The “Book” is a great companion, it is the ultimate pleasure to the mind and heart. I consider myself a bibliophilist, I collect books, love reading them, and love the style of their binding and printing. I always love to have a good looking &amp; neat book. I love the smell of the paper, the touch of the book, and the look to it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/312868599926343865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/312868599926343865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/04/booka-journey.html' title='A book=a journey'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/S9EXJG21fwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/aErPeW4U0Kw/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-5653089068268337450</id><published>2010-04-15T19:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.738+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>Think of me</title><summary type='text'>When I get up in the morning, open my eyesstratch my armsand smell the morning breezeI always wonder do you think of me
When I walk bare footstart making the morning coffeetaking my first sipI always wonder do you think of me
When I look at myself in the mirrorseeing the sad reflection in my eyeswatching the beginnings of face wrinklesI always wonder do you think of me
When I go to the sea </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5653089068268337450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/5653089068268337450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/04/think-of-me.html' title='Think of me'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-1316492976408030474</id><published>2010-03-26T00:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.739+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>My Dream</title><summary type='text'>
Little bird why are you here with meUp from the sky I could see, that you are as lonely as me
I am not alone I have the sea
It is always there for me as you can see
Away from the madness of the city I took a flee
Sailing my small boat, folding my broken heart to the clouds
“I will lead you to the land of hope"And I will offer you the wish star” the bird sang to me
Little bird why are you here </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1316492976408030474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1316492976408030474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-dream.html' title='My Dream'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/S6vjyBRhQpI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RvrmgGW8rO0/s72-c/Slide10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-2813244568159092275</id><published>2010-02-17T21:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:53:53.124+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Pictures'/><title type='text'>Words &amp; Pictures</title><summary type='text'>
My bounty is as boundless as the seamy love as deepThe more I give to thee the more I havefor both are infinite -William ShakespeareDon't struggle so much best things happen when not expected
Don't spend time with someone who doesn't care spending it with youNo person deserves your tears, and who deserves them won't make you cryI love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2813244568159092275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2813244568159092275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/02/words-pictures.html' title='Words &amp; Pictures'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/S3xFPvpw1mI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Ws5vvSdZEFc/s72-c/bering-sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7791661502666518368</id><published>2010-01-27T00:53:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:41:12.105+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I know you are leaving</title><summary type='text'>She was wandering, not knowing to where, till she reached a spot she knew by heart, she entered the place, this time she was alone, and won’t wait for anyone
She loves this place, she used to come for years with friends to celebrate their birthdays or on special occasions, but today she wanted to be alone, she wanted to stare at this place with no one talking to her or watching her
She made her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7791661502666518368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7791661502666518368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-that-you-are-leaving.html' title='I know you are leaving'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/S190BRnG1qI/AAAAAAAAAgo/MpR2fc5n8QM/s72-c/gifts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7421903102730152274</id><published>2009-11-29T05:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:53:11.937+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>If u shout loud enough &amp; another of Era's song</title><summary type='text'>Era is a musical band, who mixes Gregorian chants and occasionally world music with contemporary 
electronic arrangements
They are considered as new magic age  (French Project) which is music of various styles intended to create inspiration, relaxation, and positive feelings, often used by listeners for yoga, massage, inspiration, relaxation, and meditation
I have known them through a friend 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7421903102730152274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7421903102730152274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-u-shout-loud-enough-another-of-eras.html' title='If u shout loud enough &amp; another of Era&apos;s song'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-2436277281068096802</id><published>2009-10-28T22:19:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:48:35.525+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Mahive = My love</title><summary type='text'>My friends joke about my liking to bollywood movies, but I don't care about their mocking, I do love bollywood, I love their colors, dances and the way they dance, love their music and the way they sing, and their way in expressing their love in such romantic scenes that are remarkable, strange how it seems, but I love the deep sadness in their stories. So many good memories tie me to such kind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2436277281068096802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2436277281068096802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/10/mahive-my-love.html' title='Mahive = My love'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-3580685691844292391</id><published>2009-10-12T04:19:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:41:12.106+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Flying Without Wings</title><summary type='text'>

Flying without wings
One of my favorite songs, I like its music and lyrics, when I hear it now after such a long time, I wonder what makes me now fly without wings??
What will make me fly now will definitely differ from what used to make me fly without wings when I was much younger. 
Falling in love, getting engaged and married were reasons, that were followed by having two baby boys, seeing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3580685691844292391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3580685691844292391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/10/flying-without-wings.html' title='Flying Without Wings'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-238599302793778295</id><published>2009-09-27T22:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:57:37.654+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paintings'/><title type='text'>Paintings - Edgar Degas</title><summary type='text'>Edgar Degas (19 July 1834 – 27 September 1917), was a French artist famous for his work in painting, sculpture, printmaking and drawing. He is regarded as one of the founders of Impressionism although he rejected the term, and preferred to be called a realist, he is especially identified with the subject of the dance, and over half his works depict dancers. These display his mastery in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/238599302793778295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/238599302793778295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/09/paintings-edgar-degas.html' title='Paintings - Edgar Degas'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/Sr_PaPujk6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/YNC74HeZyeQ/s72-c/1degas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-6432484534369160021</id><published>2009-09-05T04:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:55:14.506+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Pictures'/><title type='text'>Egypt - The Grace</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6432484534369160021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/6432484534369160021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/09/egypt-grace.html' title='Egypt - The Grace'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-8969839042809550536</id><published>2009-08-23T01:43:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:53:53.125+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Pictures'/><title type='text'>Sometimes Pictures Say It Best</title><summary type='text'>Love


Sorrow


 Solitude 

 Music

 Hopeless


Friendship 

Divine


Departure


Innocence 


P.S. My favorite Pictures are Love &amp; Innocence

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/8969839042809550536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/8969839042809550536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-pictures-say-it-best.html' title='Sometimes Pictures Say It Best'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/SpCEPlqPvJI/AAAAAAAAARk/O6eK75GN8Os/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-3022866632387310693</id><published>2009-08-10T00:14:00.023+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T20:07:38.360+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>My Dear Woman You Are Not OLD</title><summary type='text'> 
Are you old, a woman and a Middle East citizen? If yes then you must sit in your bed and wait to die.
I am so much surprised that the Middle East culture considers women who reach 40 as obsolete like machines. When they have any kind of activities they are regarded in disgrace as if they have committed a sin! It is too difficult to realize that women are not dead yet when they reach 40, 50 or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3022866632387310693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/3022866632387310693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-dear-old-woman.html' title='My Dear Woman You Are Not OLD'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/Sn9CKpwxBdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oOg7QdksOKU/s72-c/80_1_x_5ac7112415_254680712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7018596483404713020</id><published>2009-08-08T02:12:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:20:41.023+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>She Walks In Beauty</title><summary type='text'>I studied Lord Byron’s work in college, he was a British poet and a leading figure in Romanticism. He was born in 1788 and is regarded as one of the greatest British poets and remains widely read. Amongst Byron's best-known works is his brief poem She Walks in Beauty written in 1814.
Some critics have said that Byron fell passionately in love with his cousin and wrote this poem for her – It is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7018596483404713020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7018596483404713020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-walks-in-beauty.html' title='She Walks In Beauty'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/Sny3ZQXDAoI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nvHlRxPAsow/s72-c/1356148460_7fc7e95ef0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-2670078998119839492</id><published>2009-08-04T04:02:00.020+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:41:12.107+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Sea</title><summary type='text'>She is sipping her early morning coffee watching the sea from her balcony
Today she is celebrating her loneliness  she has lived alone in this small house for ages
She lost the track of the time zone; she retreated in her own untouched cocoon
She has been there always sitting, watching and waiting for the unknown
She can hear the fishermen in their boats singing,
During the fishing season she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2670078998119839492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2670078998119839492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/08/sea.html' title='The Sea'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/SneOAwJXFvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5raorHVqmbw/s72-c/medium_Sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-226364206443661623</id><published>2009-07-31T16:21:00.021+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.741+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>Don't Walk Away</title><summary type='text'>" An imaginary Letter From Him" Please Don't Walk AwayA Day will come and I can explainA Day will come and my sun will shine upon you againListen to me and don't you walk awayPlease do StayFeel my confusionTouch my pain&amp;Don't overlook the longing in my eyes
Just Don't Walk AwayPlease Do StayDon't lose hope on me and give upDon't surrender to your doubtsDo realise the meaning of your nameits </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/226364206443661623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/226364206443661623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-walk-away.html' title='Don&apos;t Walk Away'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7343628937486378055</id><published>2009-07-29T18:47:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:41:12.108+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A Break</title><summary type='text'>Is our love a hopeless caseOr in other words, is my love a hopeless case
Today I am doubting this little heart of mineYou are beyond the realizationof the generated love inside itI have given up hope on you
No words can stire your mindNo letters can strike your feelingsNot a single move can make you touch my spiritNothing can echo in this emptiness of yours
You are just there, standing stillAn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7343628937486378055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7343628937486378055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/07/break.html' title='A Break'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7244409920337639360</id><published>2009-07-28T02:41:00.016+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.742+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>The Picture</title><summary type='text'>
She couldn't believe her eyes, is he the same man she knew, the one whom she had grown up while he was around for some time.
She holds his hand to make sure he is still there, she talks to him, he doesn't answer, he doesn't open his eyes, she speaks again, he opens his eyes slowly, looks at her, she doesn't understand the look in his eyes, it has been a very long time since the last time she saw</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7244409920337639360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7244409920337639360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture.html' title='The Picture'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/Sm5H5AKMNrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0Tj7LC9T-Qw/s72-c/tears-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-209157461813920460</id><published>2009-07-26T01:31:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T00:10:55.740+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Words'/><title type='text'>The Letter’s Effect</title><summary type='text'>In one of the blogger's post there was a question, does Romance exist in the world of emailing? i.e. does anyone nowadays write a letter especially love letters, a letter to be delivered by the postman not just an email received over a screen PC
I remembered reading a romantic novel last year called Dear John by Nicolas Sparks; Savannah used to send John letters when he was in the army, though </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/209157461813920460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/209157461813920460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/07/effect-of-letter.html' title='The Letter’s Effect'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TNSAgvWv5YI/AAAAAAAAA2I/fRwh1dY_b_I/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-1041579509749052502</id><published>2009-07-22T20:57:00.024+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T01:34:59.635+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>The Witch</title><summary type='text'>In my past life I used to be a witchAnd you used to like my magical tricksI used to turnYour sadness into a glittering laughterYour loneliness into a glowing starYour aloofness into a warm touchYour coldness into a soft breezeYour emptiness into a world full of tendernessIn our world, we were watching the sea waves at every dawn barefoot Drinking our morning coffee listening to the sea </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1041579509749052502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/1041579509749052502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/07/witch.html' title='The Witch'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/Sm5Owdd7guI/AAAAAAAAAMk/P12VicPWW2U/s72-c/witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-7195768298890443444</id><published>2009-07-19T21:08:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.744+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>The Book Shelf</title><summary type='text'>
She has asked the carpenter 2 months ago to fix a book shelf above her small bed as she used to stumble every morning over her scattered books, and her notes
Taking a look over the shelf today, she noticed that it needs dusting, and rearranging. She removed all the things from the shelf, cleans it and starts to rearrange them one more time
She placed new family photos, new books that she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7195768298890443444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/7195768298890443444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/07/shelf.html' title='The Book Shelf'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/Sm5RQi4mhXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8sS32bq1ogc/s72-c/bookshelf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202822237796806932.post-2653211117595506314</id><published>2009-07-19T03:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:11.745+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts of Mine'/><title type='text'>Today</title><summary type='text'>Today my son has asked me why I am not writing in English, "it is strange that you don't - he saidI am not sure why when I started my blog I chose to write in Arabic, though I always felt that I am much in expressing myself in English more - I don't knowToday I wanted to create this new space, the star place which I hope will shine with my English thoughts that would include also my English </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2653211117595506314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202822237796806932/posts/default/2653211117595506314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monathestar.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15202097211436848632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pw8crnixq1U/TMG48q3qTLI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ptKLfaV_EuM/S220/flowers1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
