<?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-27041820</id><updated>2012-01-30T18:01:48.489+05:30</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5804495873068584849</id><published>2009-11-29T22:50:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:13:47.595+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Walking on a desert with no roads..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/firstlovecopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sun disappeared into the horizon after performing its duty for the day... But I was lost and amazed at the new sun I was seeing today... Yes! that's you! That was the day I first saw you... Even though it was years back, I still have the memories of that day like it was yesterday... You were there staring at me at the window of your house which was under construction then... You appeared to be an angel staring at me wearing that orange shalwar... At the first glance at you, you stole my heart... The way that you smiled at me cannot be compared to anything in this world. Even now, if i think about that smile, I get goosebumps. It was so magical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After days of watching each other, I met you and we talked... but that was just temporary... I couldn't do anything for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this short life of mine, I met many girls other than you... Beautiful girls too. We met and we talked... We had great times together... But from all those faces, you are the only face that never left my mind...You are the only face I ever want to see... Your voice is the only voice I want to hear... Today I can feel what really is true love... It has been a long time since we met, but still my heart is the same for you as the first day we met first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is true love, this journey doesn't have a destination... It's like sailing on a rough sea which I dont know the depth of it... It's like walking on a desert with no roads...  So now there is no other choice then burying my "True Love"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart and Edited by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5804495873068584849?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5804495873068584849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5804495873068584849&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5804495873068584849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5804495873068584849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2009/11/walking-on-desert-with-no-roads.html' title='Walking on a desert with no roads..'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-1223078814938606430</id><published>2009-09-16T11:47:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:34:51.229+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You are still my Dream Girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/sorry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am really sorry to break our friendship.. I did that for you as well as for me.. You r always special and will be forever.. Now i know that i really love you.. But i didn't want to get in between your prince and you.. I know you love him a lot.. Even though your life is not happy with him n your life is a big mess with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to u on your request.. But I listened you cause i wanted to.. I wanted to know how your life was and all about you..  When i knew abt you and your life with your prince, i was really sad..  I cried, i asked my friends for a solution for your life.. I think about your life a lot.. There wont be a day I never think about you and your life after i knew about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later you couldn't give me a chance for me to know about you.. You closed all the doors.. I know that was not your fault neither it was mine.. It should be that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more the days pass by without hearing your voice, without getting an email, without getting any sms, I tried to think about you more... You won't even realise how much i love you and i didn't want to tell you.. I only wanted you to be happy with the one you love.. So thinking about all my close friends' advices, i thought i was not doing the right thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still you r my dream girl... N i'm really Sorry n wish you all the best.. Hope one day your prince will think about you and make you happy or you will find some other way to live a happy life with a prince... Wish you all the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;After a long long time i thought to update my blog on some peoples requests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic taken from deviantart and Edited by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-1223078814938606430?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/1223078814938606430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=1223078814938606430&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/1223078814938606430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/1223078814938606430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-are-still-my-dream-girl.html' title='You are still my Dream Girl...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3933994159805391448</id><published>2009-03-04T23:33:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:57:41.869+05:30</updated><title type='text'>For a very Special Friend of Mine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/dreamgirl.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I got a mail from someone very special.. I didn't have any communication with her for more than 2 months...  I was really happy and excited that I heard from her today... But my excitement started fading away as I kept reading the mail... When I was done reading, my eyes were in tears, coz she wrote about the life she is living now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dear, remember this, if you need any help from me, as long as my heart beats, I will try my best... I will do anything for you... When ever you are sad, remember that i'm hear for you... I'm here to help you out... But for the present situation I cant do anything other than giving some advice... So don't worry about that... Think and think whats best for you... And take an action... Your decidion should be whats best for you... Just for once, stop thinking about others. You also have some rights. Your life is only on your hand...What ever your decision is, it will shape your future, either for good or for bad!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3933994159805391448?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3933994159805391448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=3933994159805391448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3933994159805391448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3933994159805391448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-very-special-friend-of-mine.html' title='For a very Special Friend of Mine...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2939688180835119364</id><published>2009-01-28T02:00:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:25:03.174+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Journey To A  New World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Newworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;public class MyNewWorld&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;public static void main(String args[])&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;{&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("I was really nervous today");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("Coz i didnt know what She would tell");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("And how she would react");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("Last time she didnt accept my proposal");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("But luckly she accepted today");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("So all I have to say is...");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("Thank you DARLING :D");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("Its the begining for my success");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("I have to do a lot and");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("I have to think a lot too");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("And this time,");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("I wont give any chance for any viruses");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("To infect my dreams");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("Instead I will always use the best anti-virus");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("Insha allah");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("I wont give up anything this time");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("And I will fight every obstacle that comes my way");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("No one can break my strength");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("I have the faith in Allah");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("This time I will reach high for my dreams..");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("And I will end my journey with joy and success..");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;System.out.println("Inshaa Allah");&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;}&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2939688180835119364?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2939688180835119364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2939688180835119364&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2939688180835119364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2939688180835119364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2009/01/journey-to-new-world.html' title='A Journey To A  New World...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-7254302604676132325</id><published>2009-01-11T00:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:07:54.907+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Flash back of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/flashback2008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here goes my first post for 2009... So I'm gonna have a flash back of 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the year started I was having a girlfriend... She was in Malaysia for her higher studies... She went there on 3rd or 4th of January 2008.. I cant remember the exact date... After she left I met her twice through MSN... I didn't have her contact no... On 19th of january she replied to a mail which I sent her... &lt;a href="http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/01/end-of-another-chapter-of-my-love-life.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to see what was in the mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 06th I took  a decision on her... &lt;a href="http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-do-you-think-about-my-decision.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to get more details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 23rd was the day it turned to one year after my Grandma passed away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th of April I had an ear surgery done at EYE &amp;amp; ENT Golden Key Hospital.. &lt;a href="http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-surgery.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read my previous post about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1st or 2nd again I started a relationship with the girl who broke up with me on January 2008... I forgave her and she did that too...  She was on her vacation in Maldives...  After  5 Months we were really happily talking as usual again... Made lots of promises and had dreams together...  I was really happy again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost after 1 and half months she went back to Malaysia... That was in July 2008... Again it seemed as if the history repeated itself... I couldn't contact her... and this time she sent me a msg saying she doesn't want to be with me and she wants to be with her ex-boy friend who is also Studying in Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same month, following a heart break, i had a coincidence which made my heart full of joy. I  met this girl who I always wanted to talk… I met her on chat... We had a good time chatting and when i told her i was goin to fly to Maldives, She invited me for a coffee. I accepted her invitation coz i wanted to meet her really badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 20th I flew back to Maldives for my holidays.. and I met my dream girl.. She told me everything about her life.. we were talking as friend.. But I was sure that inside my heart there was something else… more than frindship.. But she has a prince..  At that time he was not with her.. So she talked to me a lot.. But later I tried to keep some distance with her.. Even she did that too… And now we don't have any conncetion again. As usual.. I guess maybe her princes is with her now... If she thought I am a friend why cant she talk to me now??? Still im in the confusion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 16th i flew back to Sri Lanka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 8th was a remarkable day as it was the first time in the history of Maldives a multi party election was held and the first time we got the chance to vote for the president of our choice... The one I voted got the second highest number of votes and the voting went for a second round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 28th was the day the second election was held... This time also i went to vote for the person who brought a big twist to the history of the Maldives... I came home after voting and waited at home for the results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 29th was the day my heart shattered in joy to see the results of the votes... The one I voted got more than 52% of votes and got to be the 4th president to end the dictatorship which lasted for 30 years in Maldives... This presidential election was the first time ever I voted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After October I had a good time as a new house mate arrived... We went out very often those days until end of November when our house started to get crowded from my best friends family members and my family who came to Sri Lanka during the School Holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brief, 2008 was a year i had to face so many difficulties, sadness and lots of hard time... But yet, I learnt from the worst and survived for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year ended with a moral: Dont fall into girls too easily and dont be so positive about them... Be negative and expect for the worst as well... All that glitters is not gold ;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-7254302604676132325?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/7254302604676132325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=7254302604676132325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7254302604676132325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7254302604676132325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2009/01/flash-back-of-2008.html' title='Flash back of 2008'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-7433106079879965959</id><published>2008-10-11T03:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:05:16.935+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love is not a heart of life, its only a part of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/love2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On last semester break, I flew to my country, hoping for happiness and joyful moments with my family and friends... Somehow, my trip back to Maldives was planned with two missions... One was to spend a joyous time with my family and friends... The other main reason was to meet a girl who has always had a special place in my heart... With all my luck, I met her and things went as planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told my friends that I was going to meet her, nobody liked it... But I convinced them to believe that I wasn't going to start a relationship with her or to propose her... When I told them that I only want to talk to her, they all were some what okay with it... I didn't want her to see that I have some feelings to her... Though she knew it, I didn't want to talk to her on that topic... There were so many reasons that I can't explain here... And I can still taste the bitterness of my relationship with a girl and coz of that now I don't want to trust any girl and I can't do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I kept my feelings on one side and went to meet her... We met each other near one famous shop in Male'... Because it was just to see each other, we didn't wait long to talk... But two or three days later, we met in a restaurant... All she wanted was to share the story of her life... She almost told me everything about her life... The moment she told me the story, my heart broke into pieces... But still, I forced my self to keep the love I have to her in a side and offer a hand of friendship... She also wanted to have a good friendship with me... That's what she only wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day, I kept thinking about her more... We were almost always connected through sms and calls... But, coz of some busy time she had, we lost connection for a week... Those days I was in my island with my family, but I started to miss her... I started thinking about her in the night when I go to sleep... I knew what was happening to me... Slowly what all my counselors (my buddies) kept telling started to happen... I got lost in her world... No matter how much I tried, I knew I cant stay away from her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later again, when she was free from her work, we started exchanging msgs... But unlike last time, i tried to keep distance. I took the decision again by thinking of the last relationship I had and coz of some other reasons... But still, the night before I came to sri lanka, I talked to her over the phone for a very long time... When the call ended, I was crying deep inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I rarely meet her, and most of the times I'm lost in her thoughts... No matter how hard I try not to think, I think about her... I always want to meet her and keep waiting for a time when she comes online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as I know, she will know how I feel about her... Though I didn't want to show it to her, I told her of it... because of that, both of us want to talk as friends... Though I cant make her mine, I will always try to remain as her friend... For now, that's also enough for me... I wish her happiness always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-7433106079879965959?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/7433106079879965959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=7433106079879965959&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7433106079879965959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7433106079879965959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-is-not-heart-of-life-it-is-only.html' title='Love is not a heart of life, its only a part of life...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8578507296570274743</id><published>2008-10-10T01:55:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:41:37.205+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New heights... Wat will be new?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/voteforanni.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday, for the first time in Maldives, a multiparty election was held... From it's results, we got a very positive signal that from the horizon, we have started to see the sun is about to set after almost shining over Maldives for 30 years... if Maldivians really want a good change, we will succeed insha allah... But Allah only knows when it's time for a change. what we can only do is to work hard to bring the change we want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a president who didn't realise what human rights is for the past 30 years, he won't realize it in 5 years even though he reach new heights, wud he?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In the past 30 years, when he didn't know what a constitution is and how to follow it, he cant do that in the new heights he reach in the next five years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- for 30 years, he used religion as a shield to protect himself against political issues, and confused the public about the revelation of quran to secure his seat as a president and to rule over people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- for the past 30 years, when he kept spending the money of the government budget to satisfy his friends and relatives, he can reach new heights, but it wont stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- in a muslim nation where drug is prohibited, can he stop the drug deals in five years when he couldnt stop it when is started? he destroyed our young generation. can he bring them back and make them useful for our nation?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In the next five years can he build houses for the people who lost their houses in 2004 and give them a happy life. Can he do it while he couldnt do it from the moment the money from foreign countries started to pour over our nation to help the victims?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want someone who appears like a president, or someone who looks religious or special or fair... I dont want a person who knows about religion but who never followed its rules and kept watching when the Maldives took over the western style... i want someone who realise that all Maldivians are equal and they also deserve to get their rights... I want a president who  can give the human rights equally among the people. someonoe who can listen to our voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, my vote for anni is for a change i wanted to see for the last few years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8578507296570274743?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8578507296570274743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8578507296570274743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8578507296570274743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8578507296570274743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-heights-wat-will-be-new.html' title='New heights... Wat will be new?'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3213009161076595793</id><published>2008-08-17T00:29:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:13:33.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Exams over... getting ready to go to the sunny side of life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Maldives.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="Ih2E3d"&gt;At last its over for this sem.. and nw its holidays.. welll almost after one year am gonna go to my home... yeeppeee gonna go to the sunny side of life on 20th of this month....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Cant wait to seee my nieces, nephews and cousins and all my family members.... After one year I'm gonna see them inshaa allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this trip will be a memorable trip for me..Coz this time, i might meet very special 2 people in my life... One is a girl who was trying to meet me for last 7 months and finally she met me from msn on july last week and we had a really nice talk that night..But later that night i couldn't get much time to talk her coz of my studies n stuff... But will meet her in person this time inshaa allah :D The other one is someone who I always wanted to talk and meet.. Bt i coudnt get any chance yet... hoping my dreams are gonna come true this time inshaa allah.... dreaming too much is nt goood right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is this time i have to face a big prob coz i know i have to face many questions from my family, my friends and some other people who knows me... Thats about my blind relationship which ended for good recently...the worst relationship i ever had... What do I have to do??&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do I have a right for talking about MY LIFE..??? Should I tell them&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;the truth..? As I know, I have full rights to tell them about MY LIFE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pics taken by me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3213009161076595793?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3213009161076595793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=3213009161076595793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3213009161076595793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3213009161076595793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/08/exams-over-getting-ready-to-go-to-sunny.html' title='Exams over... getting ready to go to the sunny side of life....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4453486129634956729</id><published>2008-07-31T00:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:27:24.507+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/happybdayKokko.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is Zayan kokko's b'day. He is the cousin I love most... Today is Maai's b'day too... Maai is a cousin of &lt;a href="http://www.uniquegraphix.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Uniqu3 Graph!X&lt;/a&gt;. Wish both of them a very happy b'day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4453486129634956729?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4453486129634956729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4453486129634956729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4453486129634956729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4453486129634956729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-bday.html' title='Happy B&apos;day'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-930594315425325610</id><published>2008-07-30T06:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-30T06:22:24.911+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What was it???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/lonelycoffee-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have no idea how to start this... really i dunno.. I just wanna share little abt my feelings again... Just cant keep it with only me... Last night was a really very very happy night for me.. I will never forget last night.. Something really nice happened to me... I even dunno how to explain my feelings.. I thought i was in a dream, but never mind if it was a dream or not, I was really happy even if it was just for that once... Donno it's a good or bad sign for me.. Dunno hw things will turn out tommorrow... Last nights incident was more than i cud ask for.  That's what i know... It's very complicated and i prefer keeping it only with me, hoping that this dream of mine won't turn into a nightmare... So Sorry fellow readers to keep u in confusion... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-930594315425325610?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/930594315425325610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=930594315425325610&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/930594315425325610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/930594315425325610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-was-it.html' title='What was it???'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5968351461060310575</id><published>2008-07-18T22:03:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-30T01:48:46.152+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Should your future wife be a virgin??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/virgin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well guys if you find out that your girlfriend is not a virgin, what will you do?? Will you marry her?? Past is past but the thing is if she can't stay without going to the one who she gave her virginity.. I mean her sexual partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason she can't marry her sexual partner and she is asking you to marry her, while in the mean time she is going to fulfill her sexual desires from her sexual partner as well.. So guys what will you do if something like this happens to you??? Will you marry the girl by forgiving her while she doesn't think what she has done was a sin and doesn't want to stop it??? Girls what do you think to do in this situation???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't make him fall into her trap and make him marry her the instant she wanted... She played a little game by talking about the marriage and broke up with him to carry on fulfilling her desires with her ex-boyfriend (sexual partner).. So does that guy still has to wait for her to come back to him again??? What's the best thing to do in a situation like this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5968351461060310575?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5968351461060310575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5968351461060310575&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5968351461060310575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5968351461060310575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/07/should-your-future-wife-be-virgin.html' title='Should your future wife be a virgin??'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6499317039417502151</id><published>2008-07-13T12:33:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-31T05:37:19.083+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/waitingforyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been days since i have updated my blog last. Getting my girl friend back after 4 months brought a big change to my life. It was like going back in time and making things right. We only get one chance to find the true love. But i got a second chance to find it again, and I'm never going to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are whole lot better and different for me now. instead of worrying about updating the blog, i was always hoping for a call from my angel. My mobile phone is the dearest thing to me now. Coz now, she calls me very often, and we are in touch more than ever.. it's like the distance is not that distant anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's y I don't come online very often these days. But then again, the time is coming for me to return back to use to have online chats. Coz she's flying back and i won't hear her sweet voice for few months again. Last month was a happy time for me, we talked over the phone and it was like being there with her. Sad thing is that, it's almost going to be an year, without even seeing my angel. I really wanted to meet you darling, and if not for now, i can't wait to see you this December. INSHA ALLAH…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that i really love you and my life will be incomplete without you. I need you more than ever and you're everything for me now. We had dreams together, we planned a lot of things for our life, hope that will all come true and we will be together, forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you dear, but i will wait and I'll be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6499317039417502151?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6499317039417502151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6499317039417502151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6499317039417502151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6499317039417502151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-my-angel.html' title='Waiting for you....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4076310063398680249</id><published>2008-06-15T22:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:31:14.413+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally its Ours....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/champ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uniquegraphix.blogspot.com/"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic designed by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4076310063398680249?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4076310063398680249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4076310063398680249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4076310063398680249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4076310063398680249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-its-ours.html' title='Finally its Ours....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8351622158534821274</id><published>2008-06-12T13:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:25:14.558+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Congrtzzz Maldivian National Team....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/SAFF20008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday Maldives  beat THE LIONS on their own land and won the match... dhagadey gave the pass and oppo scored the goal on the 27th minute of the second half. it was a really nice goal.. It was my first time in a stadium with such a big crowd, and i really wanted to see how the supporters reacts when the Maldives score a goal.. But at when Maldives scored, i couldn't look for the supporters, i myself was full of joy and felt proud of our National team... I didn't know what i did that time.. Coz everyone was shouting and screaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We went in a crowd of 13 people to the ground around 6:00PM. Match started at 7:30PM.. Some Maldivians went to the ground by a bus from Maldives High Commission.. We were wearing red t-shirt as all the other Maldivians with head bands and little face faints... I can't exactly say how many Maldivians were there, but it must be more than 1500, i guess. It was no different than being in our own country. I'm proud of our National team and of course all the supporters for the support they gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Final match will be held at Sugathadasa Staduim on 14th June. This time it's Ours.. Insha allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pics taken by Iboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8351622158534821274?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8351622158534821274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8351622158534821274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8351622158534821274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8351622158534821274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/06/congrtzzz-maldivian-national-team.html' title='Congrtzzz Maldivian National Team....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4097679936237372686</id><published>2008-06-09T00:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:29:39.157+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy b'day Dheekko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/dheekko-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Btw happy b'day to lallu,Juwey and Sanjay tooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Dheekko...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3812306619295240520</id><published>2008-06-03T00:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:07:47.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>H  A P P Y B I R T H D A Y ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/sharoooo-2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3812306619295240520?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4400469970575811186</id><published>2008-06-02T14:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:31:21.038+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yes or no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/loveeeee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;White snow, again will change colors.&lt;br /&gt;As in a dream, time will change masks.&lt;br /&gt;And I will tell you, I love as I breathe.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to know the answer - yes or no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we fly in the skies, then we will realise&lt;br /&gt;That love is different, love is like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Hence it will be so, let nobody judge&lt;br /&gt;Those who are in love, and love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for keys of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;So i could run towards you to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;To understand everything, to forgive everything,&lt;br /&gt;To suddenly change everything,&lt;br /&gt;And to say forever - yes or no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Poet: unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4400469970575811186?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4400469970575811186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4400469970575811186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4400469970575811186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4400469970575811186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-or-no.html' title='Yes or no?'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2641708264416411128</id><published>2008-06-01T11:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-02T03:05:15.392+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Our life is full of ups and downs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/backagain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Almost 5 months back my girlfriend ended our relationship. i was really depressed and was left behind with so many un-answered questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life is full of ups and downs... we never know what's going to happen tomorrow. I trust in Allah and i beleive that if we really want something from the bottom of our heart and try for it, we will get it. I listened to my heart and finally i managed to contact her tonight. I wanted some answers from her, now that we have talked tonight, we learnt a little more about each other once more. I forgive her for what she did unknowingly, and i apologise for what she had to go through because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is ready to start a new relationship with me again, I'll try to make it a beautiful one. One that's more precious than the pearls and shining brighter than the stars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2641708264416411128?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2641708264416411128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2641708264416411128&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2641708264416411128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2641708264416411128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-5-months-back-my-girlfriend.html' title='Our life is full of ups and downs...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3326539042259853087</id><published>2008-05-31T18:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-02T03:06:22.551+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My first suregry was a success...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its been more than one month for my  surgery..And after looong time of suffering with the ear, only day before yesterday (29th Apriil) Doctor told me that my surgery was a 100% success.. Alhamdu lillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i don't have to worry about dust going inside the ear when im out. or water going while i bath.Yesterday i cut my hair after looong time.. Now i can fly, swim and can lift heavy things.. Yaahooo... It's like being free once again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx for Dr.Sobitha.. The surgeon who did the surgery... He was the friendly, caring, nicest, coolest and funniest doc i have ever met (as if i know many other docs :P )... Thnx for my family and all my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3326539042259853087?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3326539042259853087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=3326539042259853087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3326539042259853087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3326539042259853087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-more-than-one-month-for-my.html' title='My first suregry was a success...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-7808862185966452128</id><published>2008-05-28T04:11:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:52:57.139+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What am I thinking to do now??? Why am I thinking to do that now???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/again.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Yeah from today I took my final decision… I won't wait for her and waste my precious time as i wasted two whole years. For the first time, i want to live my life for me. I also have a right to choose what's good for me and what's not. Now I realize that I was too easy to play with. I don't want it to be that way. Not anymore!" That's wat i said 4 months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But now my heart has turned over the other way… Don't ask me WHY.. Coz even I don't know why I am thinking abt her and wanting to talk her… But I know now again I really want her.. I believe what others say too.. I talked some ppl abt this and they all said same thing.. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She betrayed me for nothing and now again I am trying to get her.. So same thing might happen later again.. How is it possible to trust her that she won't do it.. She must think that i'm also of some value &amp;amp; i'm not a toy to throw away without showing any valid reason.. Most of them tell me, if she comes to me and tell me why she did it or if she apologize then it's ok to be with her.. Coz I apologized for what I did to her.. Yeah I believe that but what to do.. I controlled my heart for four months but now …..&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I always &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tell everyone (my friends) "if once a girl/boy betrays you, don't even think of going back to her/him. You should have some value in front of them.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are lots of girls/boys out there." bt when it comes to me what happened to me??? &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes my heart says to do that n sometimes it says not to do this….. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow she will finish her first semester exam.. for the past 4 months I never tried to talk her, not coz I didn't want to.. But coz of her studies I didn't want to disturb her… &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I still love her and I need her… I know still my family wants her back..&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart says talk to her and try to get her… So do I have to call her?? Will she talk to me?? Am I going to do a right thing?? &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why am I thinking to do this??? If I don't try to talk her, can I get her?? Telling that's her fault, she betrayed me and staying like this, can I get her??? &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Without trying can anyone reach their goal??? If I talk her first, am I a looser?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-7808862185966452128?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/7808862185966452128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=7808862185966452128&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7808862185966452128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7808862185966452128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-i-am-thinking-to-do-now-why-am-i.html' title='What am I thinking to do now??? Why am I thinking to do that now???'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5045092555157831104</id><published>2008-05-08T01:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:53:13.577+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thnx for everyone who wished me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/mybday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was my b'day and i had a wonderful day... for me it was a normal day till i got a little surprise... It was from my best friend and his two brothers... well, before that i took some neigbour kids to Mc donald's.. it was a wonderful time with those kids.. they had so much fun.. i won't forget how udhula (the smallest one of them) ate the chips and the ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't take out my neighbor out yesterday. I promised him that i'll give him a treat too.. he doesn't like to go Mc, KFC, dine more or pizza hut.. So i was planning to go to have some different flavored ice cream.. That's for his request.. So i thought to take my best friends two bros with him, coz then only we can make fun..But he didn't get time to go there so we postponed it for today or tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways thnx for everyone who wished me by sms, calls, Ek, face book, Msn, this blog and in person.. A very very big thanx goes to my best friend and his two brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pics taken by &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Uniqu3 Graph!X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uniquegraphix.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5045092555157831104?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5045092555157831104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5045092555157831104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5045092555157831104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5045092555157831104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/05/thnx-for-everyone-who-wished-me.html' title='Thnx for everyone who wished me'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4798671170858100928</id><published>2008-04-27T17:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:13:10.869+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One more week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/waiting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today i went to hospital to remove the bandage, But it seems that still it's not fully healed to remove the bandage. So doctor changed the bandage and advised me to keep it one more week again.. So again i am waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately i have sinus problem and doctor says it's bad news... he said that the sinus cold might cause some problem and as I blow out my nose, it might effect the ear... So he gave me some more medicine for the sinus.. He told me to sneeze very loud, without covering my mouth and be more careful. Otherwise there might be some complications...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4798671170858100928?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4798671170858100928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4798671170858100928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4798671170858100928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4798671170858100928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-more-week.html' title='One more week...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8944160306342501862</id><published>2008-04-22T23:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:48:39.820+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My  first Surgery....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/headhache.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have done an ear surgery on 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; April. I went to the hospital early morning at 6:00 and got admitted there. My mom is also here for my surgery and my friend’s cousin, aunt and two of my neighbors also went to the hospital. I got registered and was taken to the room and they did an ECG and blood sugar test. Later they gave me a green pajama to wear and were taken to the theatre. I wasn’t very scared but was little. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the theatre, doctor was going to give an injection, but I told him that I’m scared of injections. He used a good technique by keeping me busy in a conversation with him, asking about my age, no. of girlfriends I had and then I realized I was given the IV.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then they put a mask over my face and everything blacked out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I woke up in the room having a bandage around my head. It was my first surgery and things weren’t that bad as I thought. The doctor and the nurses were really kind and helpful at any time I needed them. Thanks all who came to visit me and helped me in everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I am fully recovered, I will try to update my blog again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8944160306342501862?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8944160306342501862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8944160306342501862&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8944160306342501862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8944160306342501862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-surgery.html' title='My  first Surgery....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5849293878853697891</id><published>2008-02-28T18:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:23:41.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I have been tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/tagged.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tagged by &lt;a href="http://uniquegraphix.blogspot.com/"&gt;Uniqu3Graph!X&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A - Available?:&lt;/span&gt; depends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;B - Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://uniquegraphix.blogspot.com/"&gt;Uniqu3Graph!X&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;C - Cake or Pie?:&lt;/span&gt; cake but butter cakes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;D - Drink of choice:&lt;/span&gt; Definitely  coke :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;E - Essential thing used everyday: &lt;/span&gt;My brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;F - Favorite color: &lt;/span&gt;Black...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;G - Gummi bears or worms: &lt;/span&gt;Gummi bears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H - Hometown: &lt;/span&gt;Maldives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I - Indulgence: &lt;/span&gt;processing.... No result found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;J - January or February: &lt;/span&gt;It doesn't make any difference for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;K - Kids and names: &lt;/span&gt;Kid??? How come... haven't married yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;L - Life:&lt;/span&gt;Its like an examination.. we have to try to pass from this no matter what we have to face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M - Marriage date:&lt;/span&gt; Ohhh.. I don't even think of it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;N - Number of siblings:&lt;/span&gt; 4 elder sis and 1 younger sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;O - Oranges or apples:&lt;/span&gt; apple of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;P - Phobias:&lt;/span&gt; Dogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Q - Quote: &lt;/span&gt;"everything will happen for good and for everything theres a reason it happened. so face it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;R - Reason to smile: &lt;/span&gt;Just happens when someone smiles at me or look at me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;S - Season:&lt;/span&gt; If it rains, its ok any season.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;T - Tag three people:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://nadhiesdod.blogspot.com/"&gt;nadhies d.r.e.a.m.s of d.r.e.a.m.s&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.unfore-seen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Enigmatic Un-foreseen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://joalifathi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joalifathi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;U - Unknown fact about me:&lt;/span&gt; As it says its UNKNOWN :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;V - Vegetable you do not like:&lt;/span&gt; Leeks and brinjal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;W - Worst habit:&lt;/span&gt; if i am angry or if i get mad at someone i cant talk nicely :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;X - x-rays you have had:&lt;/span&gt; My left wrist.. it was very recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Y - Your favorite food:&lt;/span&gt; Roshi and curry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Z - Zodiac:&lt;/span&gt; Taurus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5849293878853697891?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5849293878853697891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5849293878853697891&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5849293878853697891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5849293878853697891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-been-tagged.html' title='I have been tagged...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-93850285480798316</id><published>2008-02-26T22:24:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:40:18.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Favoring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/favournig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We all would have met and have been with different kinds of people from different areas with different backgrounds. But they all share something very common. I have noticed (I'm sure you would have too) that some parents favor their children. I just wanted to share some of my experiences of situations like this and their outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we may have to bring into our consideration, why do parents do that? It's maybe coz they don't love their children equally. After all, they are children of them. Why does this happen? Why can't they love their children equally? It's a fact that we won't love everyone the same. It's in our nature. Similarly, parents are also humans, this applies to them and they love their children differently. Some don't show it to their children, and some parents show the children how different they are from their siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the parents favor the eldest or the youngest in the family. Some favor their son, others their daughter. Some favor because of the skin color and some for good looking children. Regarding the skin color, we all know that there is a big difference in the world for blacks and the whites. The whites don't like the blacks. So this could be just an example. But still, eldest or youngest, white or black, son or daughter, cute or ugly, they are still children of their parents. They also need attention, care and love as equally as their brothers and sisters. Having a step-mother or a step-father is a different case. They might not love their step-children as they love their own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are they being favored? From the parents view, the child who is being treated well will always be good... will not do any mistakes.... get what they want, anytime they want. It's just a matter of pointing the finger and asking for it. If they don't get what they want, the child will get stubborn and make him get it. But when the child who is not loved equally does something wrong, they will be punished and scolded. Children start to realize how different they are from each other. This result in the child who was favored being careless in taking their responsibilities and the other will do anything to get the attention and love of his parents. This is a decision the parents take without thinking for the consequences it might bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the parents get after all?? Eldest or the youngest, boy or a girl, white or black, cute or ugly, after they grow up, the child who was treated will start to make their rules on things and scold parents and always ask things and will get what ever they wants from their parents, while the child who was not given attention will not ask much things from parents instead they will do things for parents and they will care and help to the parents more…  What's your knowledge about this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-93850285480798316?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/93850285480798316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=93850285480798316&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/93850285480798316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/93850285480798316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/favoring.html' title='Favoring...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8271385076287527447</id><published>2008-02-24T02:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:12:41.998+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Uniqu3 Graph!X....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/uniqu3graphx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Welcome Uniqu3 Graph!X &lt;a href="http://www.uniquegraphix.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;(www.uniquegraphix.blogspot.com)&lt;/a&gt; to the blogging world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time he is back on blogger.. I can say to all my blog readers that he  is really a unique graphic designer.. He is having real good talent in graphics.. Specially drawing portraits in photoshop..  He is a super talented guy for that.. So common bro, show everyone what you have got. Hope your blog will be interesting... n wish you all the best. Cheers Uniqu3 Graph!X...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from Uniqu3Graph!X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8271385076287527447?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8271385076287527447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8271385076287527447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8271385076287527447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8271385076287527447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/uniqu3-graphx.html' title='Uniqu3 Graph!X....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4471788062110803496</id><published>2008-02-23T00:23:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:53:11.924+05:30</updated><title type='text'>May Allah bless her soul and grant her eternal bliss…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/oneyear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;23rd February 2007, the saddest day in my life. It was one year from today, a friday morning around 8:15AM, I got a call from one of my elder sister… That time I was sleeping... Without even saying "Hello" my sis said "Reyga maama niyaavejje" ("Grandma passed away last night") I couldn't utter a word. it sent a shiver down my spine. Then sis told me that they were trying to call me but i had no credit in my phone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I remember the last word she said to me... That was December 2006.. The night I left my island she told me "dhen neyge maama aa dhimaavaane kameh ves dharifulhaa" ("I'm not sure if we will meet again") she was really true… I know she really loved me and I really love her too.. She is the only grandparent I met from my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she passed away, i went to my island on August 2007.. Thats only for a week.. But i didn't want to go to grandma house. But it's only 2 minutes walking distance from my home... Coz for me, it's always my grandmother's house. I go there to see her. I didn't want to step in the house and know that she's not there anymore. I really miss her and i always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever she met any of my sisters, at first she always asked them about me... Sometimes my sisters make her sad showing my pictures.. They say when ever she saw my pic, she will cry saying that she really loved me.. I know why she loved me that much.. Coz i am the only grandson who is behaving well and trying to study as much as i can, and I have never said a word against her.. I really respected and respect her.. I am really happy that she never called me by my name.. She always called me "magey dharifulhu" ("my son")..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she made anything special in her house, she always brought to us.. And now i really miss all that.. I really like her food.. Normally traditional food.. Kashikeyo fani, gabulhi huni or somthing, i cant remember the names and many more.. At my home, papaya trees were there always. Those trees were specially for her.. She really likes  papaya and if theres any ripe papaya, my mum always says don't pluck that papaya, that was for grandma..  and she really like Milk tea and Cream cracker biscuit... She likes sweet things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still there comes times when i still can't believe that she passed away. When I remember her or when I see her pictures sometimes it makes me cry without my intentions… May Allah bless her soul and grant her eternal bliss…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4471788062110803496?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4471788062110803496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4471788062110803496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4471788062110803496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4471788062110803496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/may-allah-bless-her-soul-and-grant-her.html' title='May Allah bless her soul and grant her eternal bliss…'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2945689049826612687</id><published>2008-02-21T20:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:37:54.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You're my mother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/motherslove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When shower was pouring&lt;br /&gt;In the dark evening&lt;br /&gt;You were the warmth who was by my side&lt;br /&gt;You're my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When even the rabbit on the moon was crying of the darkness of the night&lt;br /&gt;You were the moonlight who gave me light&lt;br /&gt;You're my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother, you turned your blood to milk for me&lt;br /&gt;I owe you my whole life for holding me inside of you for months&lt;br /&gt;I love you mother&lt;br /&gt;You're the fountain of life&lt;br /&gt;Mother, you're my queen&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you all along through this journey of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ocean in a windy day&lt;br /&gt;In the ship with broken sails&lt;br /&gt;You were the peddle you were my saviour&lt;br /&gt;You're my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sweating noon&lt;br /&gt;You were the shade you were the breeze&lt;br /&gt;You're my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Translation of a Sinhala Song..&lt;br /&gt;By one of my SL friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2945689049826612687?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2945689049826612687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2945689049826612687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2945689049826612687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2945689049826612687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/youre-my-mother.html' title='You&apos;re my mother...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5589312390329860922</id><published>2008-02-20T21:36:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:47:39.861+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EK get - together.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/ekget2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have had another get-together 2day with some of the EK members. It wasn't a formal get-together, but just to meet up coz today turned out to be a holiday. I arrived late while everyone else enjoyed and was having lunch. I also had lunch and joined the gang.  It was so good to see them after a long time. After having a chat, finally we went on a photo shoot as usual. Time was short but  It was really fun... Met some new members, like Gomida, tharidhuDR, icreation... There was only one girl and i didnt know who she was. They told she was Malee and i got a little shock to hear that. coz all these days i was thinking that Malee was a boy :D... I am really sorry that i coudnt even talk her this time.. Dont know why.. Next time I'll talk her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I coudnt stop laughing when tck tried to give malee's hand bag to fazaal and shoot the pics.. Thnx DJpata for arranging and inviting us to this get-together. It was fun and i really enjoyed with u guys. Cheers guys.. Hope we'll have a big celebration on our 2nd anniversary....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5589312390329860922?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5589312390329860922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5589312390329860922&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5589312390329860922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5589312390329860922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/ek-get-together.html' title='EK get - together.....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5425851533735089261</id><published>2008-02-17T23:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:51:11.870+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mt.lavina Beach... A memorable trip with our guest....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Mountbeach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Atlas we have made another visit to Mountlavinia Beach today... I have been there so many times, but today we had so much fun with one of my friend's brother. He came over to stay in our place for 3 days. At the beach, it brought so many wonderful memories from the past.. . We took lot of pictures.. Bought snacks.. Even we got our legs wet in the seashore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been planning to go there for three weeks.. But everyday we came up with something, preventing us from getting there.  Even yesterday we tried to go there. It was a normal sunny day. But as we stepped out of the house, the sky started to get dark n it started dripping rain drops. We thought that the rain would go away soon. But as we got down from the first bus, it started to get heavier. By the time we were in the second bus, the rain started pouring. Oh we were so unlucky. But still with the hope that it would stop soon, we ended up in our final stop running to our lives to get into shade. We got down from the bus when it was in the middle of a cross road. We got half wet in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave up the plan of going to the beach and headed back to our next destination on another bus. Yesterday, we traveled by bus. It was really fun getting wet in the rain and jumping from one bus to the other in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having enjoyed a good time we had to say good bye for our guest. Hope he had fun with us. We really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pics taken by Iboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5425851533735089261?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5425851533735089261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5425851533735089261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5425851533735089261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5425851533735089261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/moutlavina-beach-memorable-trip-with.html' title='Mt.lavina Beach... A memorable trip with our guest....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3764175299408859064</id><published>2008-02-15T00:42:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:43:54.051+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Don't use lady's changing rooom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Screamimgggggirllll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been goin to this place since last month after i broke up with my last gf. I go to this place regularly and im a regular client of them. Yesterday I did somthing that i shouldn't have to done.. But that was not a bad thing, neither is good. I used lady's changing and shower room at this place. As the lady's room was not been used by any ladies, i thought it's ok for me to use it just once... or maybe twice... or thrice ;). coz there is only one toilet for gents and one for ladies, 4 of my friends were in a que in gents room.... So i didn't want to wait in the que and went to ladies room. i was changing while someone tried to open the door from outside. I hurried and open the door. I was wearing only my shorts... There was a girl in front of me and she screamed when she saw me.... One of my friends who happened to be outside the changing room saw all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked and was frozen in place for a while, coz of her scream.. Then i ran into gents room where my friends were. I went in there and burst out laughing... i couldn't stop my laugh. Later we knew that she was from Maldives.. We had a story to talk about all the way to home from there. It was fun. I really want to meet that girl once again and want to ask her about her feelings about that incident...  :D hope one day i'll meet her sooon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3764175299408859064?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3764175299408859064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=3764175299408859064&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3764175299408859064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3764175299408859064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-use-ladies-changing-rooom.html' title='Don&apos;t use lady&apos;s changing rooom...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6724770137677395640</id><published>2008-02-13T01:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:33:38.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY B'dAy SuMkOo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sumkooo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is my 2nd niece and she is 7 years today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6724770137677395640?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6724770137677395640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6724770137677395640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6724770137677395640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6724770137677395640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-bday-sumkoo.html' title='HaPpY B&apos;dAy SuMkOo'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8564417640647939683</id><published>2008-02-06T01:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:26:38.683+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What do you think about my decision????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/end.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the story about my most recent love story. For those who are new, consider this as a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met her around 2 yrs and 6 months ago. One of my friends which turned out to be one of her friend, gave her my email add. We added each other and we chatted... First as strangers... After that our friedship started to blossom and we got to be good friends... But we both knew, we were chatting for some reason.. I always kept telling her that i won't be her boyfriend unless i met her face to face... not because i go with a persons appearance, but with her real attitudes and behaviour..  We chatted for more than 6 months.. Sometimes she called me to my home phone... even msged me.. She always tells me that she loves me.. But I couldn't beleive that someone can fall in love without seeing in person... So I didn't believe that and I always said that I also like her but I don't love her.. and that, I wont say I won't love her either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost after 06 months, she came to Sri Lanka.. I went to meet her for the first time in person. I had no words to say. For me she was gorgeous. But I knew it wont be easy for me to fall in love with her… Coz even then, I loved my first love.. One beautiful day, I invited her to my place. We talked and talked... I told her what  I want, what I like, who I am, so on.. After telling everything about me and almost my love history, I proposed her and she said YES.. Two days later, she flew back to Male'. The day she left, she cried over the phone, but I didnt feel a thing. Coz I wasn't in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Male' she message me, but I cant reply for every single message she sent.. I knew she would be sad but I told her that from my past experience, I won't spend money for any girl... Specially not from my phone.. I told her everything.. and I told her we don't know each other then.. And It will take time... I believe I was not good for her.. I didn't care that much.. But she really cared me a lot.. called me always.. always messaged me, asked about me and what i was doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months later, I went to Male' for holidays, I didnt go to her place everyday.. She complained and one of her cousin called me and talked me for more than an hour.. after that day I realised I was wrong.. she really loved me and I should care her if I wanted her to be my gf. Few days later, I came back to Sri Lanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I didn't send messages for her but she was calling me messaging me and we talked a lot.. But still I was not feeling any affection to her.. But somewhere within me, I always missed her.. But I don't know why I didn't care her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On august 2007 I went to Male' and I gave her a little surprise… the following day I set off to My island… and after being in island for one week I came back to Male'.. But this time I spent more time with her and I really felt something to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am, back in Sri lanka... And now, I can say that I really love her.. Almost every night, I was telling my bestfriend's girlfriends to call her and tell her to call me... Sometimes she kept asking me why i suddenly changed. Why I kept telling her to call me. She knew I was different, and for the first time, i felt that i was in love with her. After nearly a year I was in a very tender and affectionate long-distance relationship with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She applied for a course from abroad. She got leave from her workplace and she wanted to come here to meet me.. But unfortunately for some reasons, she couldn't come.. Those days I was like mad to meet her. I tried all the possible ways to bring her. On the process, i almost lost a good friend. On January 3rd, she went abroad for her higher studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was at the airport, she sent me two messages. I didn't know it was going to be the last messages that I was ever going to get from her. One message said, "thnxs loabee. Kuda koh delay vehjje. Am bored here. Tc always ingey. Gona mis u. luv u. rgds 2 ibu n Salwa n her sis 2 :)" and the last message i got from her is, "nw n flight. abt 2 leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two or three days I met her on msn and we talked, as usual.. I asked her to give me her number and she told me she will give the number later.. The reasons she said was that her brother was using her number. She said she will send me the number as soon as her brother leave on 11th of January... I waited, waited and waited. 11, 12 and 13 gone. No message from her. I kept sending offline messages to her from msn.. No luck... I asked from her sis and cousin sis.. and they told they don't have her number.. They said if they got it, they would give me. But still no news and on 18th I sent her a mail. Asking where she was and about her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 19th night I got a reply from her. I was happy for a moment, but i couldnt beleive what I saw then. She dumped me with a damn email. The reason was i didnt care her the way she wanted. I had to accept the truth and sent her a reply. What a great way to end a relationship. She started it over internet and she ended it over internet. When she knew that i didnt even love her or cared her then, she was dying for me. When i started to care about her, she broke-up with me saying that i didnt care her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I got her number.. I called her.. but she cut the phone.. I dunno how many times i dialled her. I messaged her but no reply and I begged her to unblock me from messenger and talk me only once.. She unblocked me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she doesn't love me because of me... she said that she was going to tell that for a long time.. but she had no guts to tell that over the phone.. I asked her if she was thinkin for so long about breaking up, why she was trying to come to meet me last December.. she said she wanted to end our relationship staying face to face with me.. I coudn't absorb the fact that if she was telling the truth. While she was unable to say that over the phone, how can she say it in front of me???? What was all that in her blog??? i was left with so many questions... i came to knw from her that she was in anger that nobody from her family called her for more than a week. Maybe that was the reason she took the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I promised her I won't try to contact her.. Just because she was asking me how I got her number. She also said that if she knew who gave me her number, she wouldn't talk to that person. For something I did, she doesn't have to be angry with others. I didn't want that to happen. Though I wanted to call her, I made a promise so i don't want to break my promise.. all these days I was waiting for a sign, coz her sis and cousin told me that they will talk her. When she realises that she was wrong, she will come back to me.. But how can I stay like this??? Coz I loved her.. I was hurt.. I cant concentrate on other things.. Always always keep thinking about her.. And yesterday, whole day I was in my room, alone.. coz I didn't want to show my face to anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, I thought to be strong and face the truth. Completely erase her from my mind. If she really loved me she wouldn't have done that to me. So now I believe that she lied to me.. She used me for her time pass, just like the other girls i bumped into.. And Now I hate her.. Why did she make the first move? Why did she give me so many compliments? Now I don't even want to hear her name... But I thank her family, specially her sis and cousin who was very helpful for me and kind. I'm sorry to break this to them, but still, I posses a heart of flesh. Yeah from today I took my final decision…  I won't wait for her and waste my precious time as i wasted two whole years. For the first time, i want to live my life for me. I also have a right to choose what's good for me and what's not. Now I realise that I was to easy to play with. I don't want it to be that way. Not anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8564417640647939683?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8564417640647939683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8564417640647939683&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8564417640647939683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8564417640647939683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-do-you-think-about-my-decision.html' title='What do you think about my decision????'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-7670888698940201963</id><published>2008-01-28T14:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:26:36.744+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Still Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/misssu2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This yearning in my heart&lt;br /&gt;This confusion in my mind&lt;br /&gt;The words left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Haunts me all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I watch pass by&lt;br /&gt;With an emptiness in my life&lt;br /&gt;And a hole in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Where only you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nights I wake up crying&lt;br /&gt;And wishing you were here&lt;br /&gt;To hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;And kiss away my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something that keeps me holding on -&lt;br /&gt;What I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;But one day things will go my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;By Angela Craig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-7670888698940201963?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/7670888698940201963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=7670888698940201963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7670888698940201963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7670888698940201963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-still-miss-you.html' title='I Still Miss You'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2350566235284535427</id><published>2008-01-26T01:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:32:52.986+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New or amended constitution???</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-033010750309740533 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/79yH4mi-c6I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-033010750309740533 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/79yH4mi-c6I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-033010750309740533 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/79yH4mi-c6I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-033010750309740533 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/79yH4mi-c6I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/79yH4mi-c6I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/79yH4mi-c6I&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If somebody said that, in 2008, Maldivians faced very unusual things, it could not be a lie. In Ha. Hoarafushi, a 20 year old boy tried to stab the President with a knife. Few days after the incident, from the People's Special Majilis they passed and voted that a maximum presidential limit of two five-year terms from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; constitution. This created a big debate among the parties and citizen, whether DRP candidate Maumoon can run as a candidate for the election of November 2008. Then we started hearing some people saying that this constitution was not an amended, but a new constitution. So under the new constitution, DRP candidate Maumoon can run in this election as well. That means for another 2 terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Maumoon run in this election? Is the People's Special Majlis debating on a new constitution???? or are they revising the old constitution??? This is what Maldivians speak of these days. Internet, daily news papers, weekly magazines, in sitting rooms, on the roads, in public places &amp;amp; even in the crowds people talk about this. This is the  most popular questions in everywhere in the Maldives.... Of course, how people think are different.. But truth will be truth....  N there should be a truth behind what DRP's Parliment members speak or what MDP &amp;amp; independent parliament members speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its a new constitution, DRP candidate, Maumooon can rule as a candidate for the next election as his 7th term of Maldivian president...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if its a amended constitution, DRP candidate, Maumoon ruled out as presidential candidate for the next election.. Coz People's Special Majlis members voted to impose a maximum presidential limit of two five-year terms from&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;constitution.. And he has ruled as a president for 6 terms from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; constitution... Am i right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one thing for us now.. Just wait and see what will happen in the end... See if this Constitution turn out to be a new or amended constitution... Just check  the above video to watch and hear what our beloved President Maumoon Abdul Gayyoom said in his speaches on different occasions about the consititution wich is being dabated in People's Special Majlis... And what the President of the People's Special Majlis, Gaasim Ibrahim said to the People's Special Majlis members about the constitution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2350566235284535427?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2350566235284535427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2350566235284535427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2350566235284535427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2350566235284535427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-or-amended-constitution.html' title='New or amended constitution???'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-582170555397669397</id><published>2008-01-19T23:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:32:37.071+05:30</updated><title type='text'>End of another chapter of my love life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 349px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Broken_heart_by_alejo503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yeah just now I received a mail from her.. It says it’s the end of our relationship… Why?? I know it’s all my fault... and I believe that from my heart…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;What do i do? When i wanted her more than anyone &amp;amp; when i realized my fault and tried to make it right, she said goodbye! Now it hurts me a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, I wish her a happy life and a bright future..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-582170555397669397?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/582170555397669397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=582170555397669397&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/582170555397669397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/582170555397669397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/01/end-of-another-chapter-of-my-love-life.html' title='End of another chapter of my love life...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3503862057318334622</id><published>2008-01-17T14:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:08:55.154+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ElakiriZine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am going to share an E-Magazine... Its from ELAKIRI.COM, the largest online community in Sri Lanka.. Yeah its callled ElakiriZine... This is the second edition of this magazine which includes informations about the site, ideas and inreviews about Elakiri Members, troubleshoots, health and fitness tips and many more important information.. Hope you guys will like it... N I would like to thnx to Fazaal (Editor &amp;amp; Designer), Neon White (Co-Editor), X Pert (Proof Reader), Lich and GTRZ (Patron) and all the members who submit articles to this magazine... I would like to say sorry that i couldn't give any help to you guys for this edition, but i am sure i will give some contribution for the next edition... EK rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/covermediumwa9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elakiri.com/forum/downloads.php?do=file&amp;amp;id=1580"&gt;CLICK HERE TO DONWLOAD THE SECOND EDITION OF ELAKIRIZINE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elakiri.com/forum/downloads.php?do=file&amp;amp;id=1179"&gt;CLICK HERE TO DONWLOAD THE FIRST EDITION OF ELAKIRIZINE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*You will need Adobe reade(acrobat) to view this files..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3503862057318334622?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3503862057318334622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=3503862057318334622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3503862057318334622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3503862057318334622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/01/elakirizine.html' title='ElakiriZine'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8076822173781003621</id><published>2008-01-01T12:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:43:29.001+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/newyeatblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8076822173781003621?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8076822173781003621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8076822173781003621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8076822173781003621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8076822173781003621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8066942378873205645</id><published>2007-12-30T13:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:43:49.654+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/2007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of the year 2007 and its my last post for 2007… So I just thought to share some of the special days I had in 2007..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest day in 2007… I was thinking and thinking but I couldn't think of a day that I was really very happy in 2007…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest day in 2007… Yeah unlike the happiest day I had a saddest day in 2007.. That was 23rd February… It's a Friday… Around 8:15AM, I got a call from one of my elder sister…  That time I was sleeping... Without even sayin "Hello" my sis said "Reyga maama niyaavejje" I coludn't utter a word. it sent a shiver down my spine. Then sis told me that they were trying to call me but i had no credit in my phone… anyways I was really sad and I remembered the last word she told me.. I mean my grandmother.. That was December 2006.. The night I left my island she told me "dhen neyge maama aa dhimaavaane kameh ves dharifulhaa" she was really true…  I know she really loved me and I really love her too.. She is the only grandparent I met from my family...  Still there comes times when i still can't believe that she passed away.When I remember her or when I see her pictures sometimes it makes me cry without my intentions…  May Allah bless her soul and grant her eternal bliss…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scariest day in 2007… That was 15th December… As you guys will know that I went on a trip to the word's end..  After the hike throught the valleys and mountains, we were heading to the hotel in our car..it took around 2 hours..My friend was driving the car through the mist. Darkness was falling and can't see the road ahead of us. by the time we were in the middle of the forests, it was really dark. With the thick mist, and the darkness and in the silence, i can hear my heart beat. our only hope for a safe ride was the grass which was on the side of the tarred road. In the middle of no where, my friend stopped the car and said "don't talk and dont be scared ok!" it scared the hell out of me. i didnt know wat was wrong. He unbuckled his seat belt and asked me to get a bag from under my seat. I tried to bend down but coz of my seat belt, i couldn't. i was frozen in place and was scared to look out of the window. i saw a human figure through the mist. I came to my senses when again my friend asked me to get a bag from under my seat. I grabbed the bag and handed it over to him. he had his mobile phone lit to the wind shield. then he grabbed a GRASS HOPPER which was sitting on there. Oh man! he was saying that coz there was a grass hopper there. Then i knew that the man in the fog was my imaginations. It was playing wild with me. I had to hold my breath all the way down from the mountains until i get safe to hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best surprise.. Ok I don't think I got any suprises which I remember.. But I gave a really big surprise to someone. not a some one.. To my girlfriend… In August 2007,I went to Male' without telling her and I went to her house but she was not at home that time.. So I asked her mum to call her and bring her home.. me and my bestfriend waited  on the road near her house and she came.. She was like "Oh my god" … Gaos meeheh nuves buney.. adhi iboo ves mee goas meeheh.. she was shy I guess… anywas my mission was a success…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbeliveable thing in 2007 … That was from a very close friend.. I don't want to mention if it's a girl or a boy.. so it's he/she.. he/she did something which is very unbelievable and still I couldn't get any answer for that. Sometimes I think i judged him/her wrong. Even though i want an answer, i am staying for the sake of not making it a big issue. But I'll always think about that and I really want to know why and why that happened. I want to know why he/she did that to me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8066942378873205645?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8066942378873205645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8066942378873205645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8066942378873205645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8066942378873205645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6998562353883745787</id><published>2007-12-22T00:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:47:02.885+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The best trip I ever had</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/nuwaaara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday me, my best friend and one of our Sl friends were made a trip to world’s end. I have been there once but this time I saw a lot of interesting places that I didn’t see before.. It was the first time I really felt the beauty of nature.. .. We went by our friend’s car.. So on the way we were able to stop the vehicle on any place we want… if you guys go to there better go on your own vehicle... or someone who can stop when you want to. Take my word, it’s worth a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip was actually planned for two days but had to bring a sudden change to the plans of the second day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World’s end is one of the attractions of Horton Plains National Park where one could see the fall to the Tea states down bellow. We can see a dramatic drop of 1312m from world’s end and a fantastic view of the surrounding hills and the mountain ranges wreathed in mists and clouds and on clear days even the Indian Ocean which is about 81 km to the south is visible. But unluckily, the day we took the trip, it was very misty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I want, I can’t write everything about the trip... Coz lots of funny, crazy, exciting and scary things happened on this trip.. So i just thought to share some of the pictures we took in Horton plains, Nuwara Eliya and on the way to Nuwara Eliya, Horton plains and Colombo.  As they say, a picture speaks louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where we stopped to take our breakfast on first day - On the way to Nuwara Eliya (Saturday 7:00am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devon falls - 318 feet high - viewed from the 20th mile post of the Talawakele-Nawalapitiya highway (Saturday 7:45am &amp; Sunday 11:28am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Nuwaratrip111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Claire - the widest waterfall in Sri Lanka, about 265 feet high. Just 3km from Talawakele (Satruday 8:00am &amp; Sunday 11:18am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A river - Between Nuwara Eliya  and Horton Plains (Saturday 12:30am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reindeer - On thw way to Horton National Park (Saturday 1:48 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horton Plains National Park (Saturday 2:00pm – 5:30pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World’s end - Coz of the mud, we didn’t climb to the top of the mount and couldn’t take a nice pic coz of the mist (Saturday 3:00pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakers Falls - 20m high situated on the Belihul Oya within Horton Plains National Park (Saturday 4:30pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small water fall in Horton Plains National Park (Saturday 5:10pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance and exit gate in Horton Plains National Park (Saturday 5:30 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun hill - The hotel which we stayed in Nuwara Eliya (Sunday 8:30am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuwara Eliya town (Sunday 9:20am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea leaf bushes - In Nuwara Eliya - On the way to Colombo (Sunday 10:30am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tunnel - On the way to Colombo – (Sunday 11:50am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bridge used to cross to a village on the other side of the river flowing down below - On the way to Colombo (Sunday 1:20pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend’s uncle’s home and backyard view - On the way to Colombo (Sunday 2:00pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/NuwaraTrip33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pics taken by me and Iboo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6998562353883745787?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6998562353883745787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6998562353883745787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6998562353883745787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6998562353883745787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-trip-i-ever-had.html' title='The best trip I ever had'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3315138260634173137</id><published>2007-12-18T23:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:35:26.827+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EID MUBARAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/alhaeid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3315138260634173137?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3315138260634173137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5381956437610113933</id><published>2007-12-14T23:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:45:19.351+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Journey to the end of World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/worldsend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Im gonna see the world’s end… Will come back home on Sunday evening and will give more details about it… :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5381956437610113933?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5381956437610113933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5381956437610113933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5381956437610113933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5381956437610113933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/12/journey-to-end-of-world.html' title='Journey to the end of World'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5433962743142615720</id><published>2007-12-11T21:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-11T21:24:24.647+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Girl Vs Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="left: 347px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-018803607293194802 visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxQ1NuQt0Rc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxQ1NuQt0Rc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxQ1NuQt0Rc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a video of a girl next door. Since the dog in that house died, they have been feeding this street cat and it started coming to their house to eat. But this girls hates it. And at times when it comes for meals, she's on duty to chase it away :D its funny sometimes she takes the cricket bat and push the poor cat and hits its tail. This video was captured from my room window. She didnt know she was being taped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5433962743142615720?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5433962743142615720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5433962743142615720&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5433962743142615720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5433962743142615720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/12/girl-vs-cat.html' title='Girl Vs Cat'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5368549815540260960</id><published>2007-12-10T04:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-10T12:29:05.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How to Act on Your First Date With a Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/gfff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You just asked a girl out. Your stomach feels all queasy, but in a good way. You're going to see her tomorrow. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Stay calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Smile a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;Say her name whenever possible; they like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Engage in conversation. Girls like guys who let them talk, so let her go, and drop comments when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;Be polite, but not obsessive about your manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;Make sure to talk about her! Comment on how good she looks or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Be yourself. Be comfortable with her. This is key to developing a healthy relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;If you have to sneeze or blow your nose in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;If in the movies, don't talk a lot and let her choose the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;Make sure you have enough money! or she'll be mad and will never go out with you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Wear something nice.&lt;br /&gt;• Maybe put on some cologne, but not too much, because some girls don't like the smell very much.&lt;br /&gt;• It helps to be mature, because the one thing girls hate is a guy who acts immature! This is very important!&lt;br /&gt;• Ask for her number at the end of the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warnings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Do not be so concentrated on these steps on the date, or she'll think you're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;• If you don't call her...It's over.&lt;br /&gt;• If you don’t have enough money, ask your parent(s) for some money. if not, she'll tell everyone&lt;br /&gt;• Make sure your parents are ok with you dating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things You'll Need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• A girl who'll go out with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5368549815540260960?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5368549815540260960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5368549815540260960&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5368549815540260960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5368549815540260960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-to-act-on-your-first-date-with-girl.html' title='How to Act on Your First Date With a Girl'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-1605617053545112902</id><published>2007-12-04T15:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:50:56.384+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Meehun Beynun vejje</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/rihaakuru.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beynun vaa magaamu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas gane,  garudhiya kakka, garudhiya rihaakurah hadhaa, e vikkumuge masakkathuge amalee coordinator....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beynunvaa adhadhu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharuthu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- GCE O'level imthihaanuge Fisheries Science ge maadhdhaain dhavvagen “B” faas libifaivun..&lt;br /&gt;2- GCE A'level imthihaanuge Economics ge maadhdhaain dhavvegen “C' faas libifaivun...&lt;br /&gt;3- Umurun 40 aharaai 60 aharuge meeheh kamugaivun...&lt;br /&gt;4- Meehakaa idhegen ulhey meehaku kamugai vun....&lt;br /&gt;5- Anhenaku nama firimeehaa yakee masveri yakah vun...&lt;br /&gt;6- Frihenaku nama anbimeehaa yakee rajjeyge rayyithakah vun...&lt;br /&gt;7- Mahaa behey kommeves dhaa iraa akaun thajribaa libifaivun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musaara:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhefaraathun ebbas vaa ragalhu musaara eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sungadi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 january 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meehun hovumugai iskan dheveynee emme gina sharuthu furihama hama vaa meehunnah... Mikamah edhilavvaa beyfulhun sity fonuvumaai ithuru mauloomaathu hoadhdhevumah rajjeygai meehun dhiriulhey komme rashehge ves mas market aa gulhuvvun edhen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 december 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-1605617053545112902?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/1605617053545112902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=1605617053545112902&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/1605617053545112902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/1605617053545112902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/12/meehun-beynun-vejje.html' title='Meehun Beynun vejje'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-803865549419043850</id><published>2007-11-25T00:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-25T01:17:03.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Appy mi othee emmefahun tale eh hadhaafa dhoa??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/appyyyyy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone, Appy &lt;a href="http://www.appystale.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;(www.appystale.blogspot.com)&lt;/a&gt;  has launched a blog of her own. So wish Appy’s Tale a happy birthday and give her a warm welcome.  Well I think I should explain the whole process of this tale to all my fellow bloggers and readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appy’s bf, iboo asked me to convince appy to start blogging. He asked me to design one for her if she says yes (he didn’t know that she was goin to say no for that). I tried to convince her and she ….…. Gimme a sec I think I saved the whole conversation I had with her that night. oh! Sorry I deleted that …. Anyway, she said “NO NO” and that she hasn’t got what it takes to blog and it’s not her field. (vashafaru meehun unbah jehee dho :P) and she told she can’t. She said its enough for her that we have a blog. She also said that, though his bf asks her to make one also, her answer won't change ..(But now see what she did for him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later one day Appy asked me to make her a blog.. And she told she wants to make that blog as a birthday surprise for her bf. I wondered what changed her mind. I think after one week I started designing her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I manage to do it without letting iboo know? You can’t even imagine how much trouble I faced because of this Appy’s tale. I had to close and lock my room door during the time I designed it. I know Appy’s bf will know that I am doing something secretly coz sometimes I didn’t close the door when he comes to my room. I always minimize Firefox browser, photoshop and all my works… I was really scared when I gave him my pc to him during the time his one was crashed.. Fortunately he didn’t use my hard disk. But I have to thank Iboo a lot regarding Appy’s Tale.. coz i am learning phtoshop from him and for the Appy’s Tale, I used some of his ideas saying that I was just playing around with Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Appy’s Tale is going to be interesting to you all. Start writing your tales, Appy! We can’t wait to see them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-803865549419043850?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/803865549419043850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=803865549419043850&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/803865549419043850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/803865549419043850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/appy-mi-othee-emmefahun-tale-hadhaafa.html' title='Appy mi othee emmefahun tale eh hadhaafa dhoa??'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2537179215429927394</id><published>2007-11-25T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:02:25.547+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'day Iboo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Iboobday-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always&lt;br /&gt;wished for a ...&lt;br /&gt;Special Friend,&lt;br /&gt;who'd be close&lt;br /&gt;to my heart...&lt;br /&gt;It came true&lt;br /&gt;when i met You!&lt;br /&gt;On your special day&lt;br /&gt;I wish for you...&lt;br /&gt;May all your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wishes come true!&lt;br /&gt;Have a very&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Iboo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2537179215429927394?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2537179215429927394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2537179215429927394&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2537179215429927394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2537179215429927394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-bday-iboo.html' title='Happy B&apos;day Iboo....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8505037755967437228</id><published>2007-11-23T23:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:24:56.817+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sparkling Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/01-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Welcome Sparkling Angel &lt;a href="http://www.thesparklingangel.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;(www.thesparklingangel.blogspot.com)&lt;/a&gt; to the blogging world.. Yeah she is truly a sparkling angel for me… Do you want to know who she is??? Ok ok.. I can give a hint... Sparkling angel is my loving girlfriend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Darling, Hope to see ur blog updated frequently. Thanks for joining us in the blogging world and making me a part of ur life… oooops sorry thnx for iboo too, 4 designing the blog… &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8505037755967437228?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8505037755967437228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8505037755967437228&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8505037755967437228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8505037755967437228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/sparkling-angel_23.html' title='Sparkling Angel'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2180900678754419602</id><published>2007-11-22T20:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-24T05:25:54.671+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous Flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/1234567890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Welcome Gorgeous Flower &lt;a href="http://www.gorgeousflower.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;(www.gorgeousflower.blogspot.com)&lt;/a&gt; to the blogging world.. Hope your blog will be instersting... n wish you all the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pic taken from deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2180900678754419602?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2180900678754419602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2180900678754419602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2180900678754419602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2180900678754419602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/sparkling-angel.html' title='Gorgeous Flower'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4649977616199627761</id><published>2007-11-19T11:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:51:55.988+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Congratzz Mum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She is my loving mum and she is receiving presidential award on behalf of the women's development committee of our island. She's been serving the committee for a long period of time being the president of the committee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4649977616199627761?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4649977616199627761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4649977616199627761&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4649977616199627761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4649977616199627761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/congratzz-mum.html' title='Congratzz Mum...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-414507488239296197</id><published>2007-11-16T18:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:18:45.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a moment of shock...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/shatterdglass.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;v were on our way to Unity Plaza to buy a RAM.... The three wheeler turned into a narrow road...  suddenly it crashed with something and heard some glasses shatter... pieces of glasses came inside the three wheel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a shock, it took me a while to realise that it was an old window left on the side of the road.... One side of the three wheel hit that door.... all the glasses of it shattered.... No worries...  nothing happened to us...bt it was a close call :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-414507488239296197?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/414507488239296197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=414507488239296197&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/414507488239296197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/414507488239296197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/moment-of-shock.html' title='a moment of shock...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2169364392810953495</id><published>2007-11-16T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:53:50.729+05:30</updated><title type='text'>guess whatt...</title><content type='html'>Yesss!.. I got my pc back... yippeee! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2169364392810953495?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2169364392810953495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2169364392810953495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2169364392810953495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2169364392810953495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/guess-whatt.html' title='guess 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title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8484963834370633834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8484963834370633834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_6378.html' title=''/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-7819408565701568568</id><published>2007-11-13T01:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-24T05:25:08.894+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Zaakko!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Zakkoooooo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zaakko is 6 years 2day..She is a cousin of mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-7819408565701568568?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/7819408565701568568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=7819408565701568568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7819408565701568568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/7819408565701568568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_13.html' title='Happy Birthday Zaakko!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2447446069179980664</id><published>2007-11-11T05:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-11T06:18:35.494+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Would there be any 4th???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/republiccc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Warm Greetings and Good Wishes on the Occasion of the 39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Republic day of Maldives…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;One more year left for us to elect a new president for our country. Would it be someone new with some new plans to develop the country, or would it be still Maumoon who has been ruling the country for the last 29 years, running for his 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; term. Or is there any one among us with a clear mind to choose one from Dr.Hassan Saeed, Ibra, Anni, Umar Naseeru or anyone else except for Maumoon as our future president, for 5 years or another 6 terms?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Question is, would Maumoon get down from the post he has been for the last 29 years? Can he really bear the truth that if not one way or the other, one day he has to change the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;maumoon uniform&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;of our country. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Can we really dream of having a new president in our country or would it be just him who ruled for almost 3 decades showing us dreams that never came true, but we hear of every now and then of his presidency.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;If by chance, someone other than Maumoon gets elected as our 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; president that would be a remarkable day in the history of Maldives. But it’s for the new president to decide either it’s a good or a bad choice made by the Maldivians. Let’s see…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2447446069179980664?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2447446069179980664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2447446069179980664&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2447446069179980664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2447446069179980664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-there-any-4th.html' title='Would there be any 4th???'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6688615269139968301</id><published>2007-11-09T21:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:38:41.697+05:30</updated><title type='text'>After Knowing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/lovesss2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6688615269139968301?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6688615269139968301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6688615269139968301&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6688615269139968301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6688615269139968301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-knowing-you.html' title='After Knowing You'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-31601690659739326</id><published>2007-11-08T16:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:49:38.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/01-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-31601690659739326?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/31601690659739326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=31601690659739326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/31601690659739326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/31601690659739326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6272778444817616472</id><published>2007-11-07T23:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:38:29.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Song and Cries...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/birds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When birds greets the dawn&lt;br /&gt;with songs and cries&lt;br /&gt;is it instinct,&lt;br /&gt;the mere expression&lt;br /&gt;of their "birdness"?&lt;br /&gt;Not quite, dear one.&lt;br /&gt;It's joy,&lt;br /&gt;boundless, irrepressible,&lt;br /&gt;sing your heart out of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6272778444817616472?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6272778444817616472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6272778444817616472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6272778444817616472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6272778444817616472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/songa-and-cries.html' title='Song and Cries...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4646168712694785186</id><published>2007-11-04T22:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:43:18.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Love-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well for me love is a strange thing. It can be the most amazing feeling in the world, or it can really hurt…. While there are many different ways to define love and there are many different ways to love someone (even your self). Love is the continual act of unconditionally putting the needs of others before your own. So whats your opinion about love??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4646168712694785186?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4646168712694785186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4646168712694785186&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4646168712694785186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4646168712694785186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-is-love.html' title='What is love?'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5100567657140038908</id><published>2007-11-03T19:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-03T20:41:22.174+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunset...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After performing its duty to this half of the world, the sun is saying goodbye and setting down. Its spreading rays changes the colors of the sky and the clouds… With the darkness it brings, it also fills a heart with the bright colors it brings to the world. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big waves come rolling and hit the rocks in the shore with all it’s power… As if it tries to break the rocks into pieces and to pass through… The soft music of the waves never bores anyone. After enjoying a time with family and friends, people slowly headed to their homes and brought peace and calmness. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it was the sunset of Mount Lavinia beach on 31st October… I was there with my niece and nephew... And here are some of the pictures that I took from my camera… Hope you guys will like it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Sunset10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5100567657140038908?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5100567657140038908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5100567657140038908&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5100567657140038908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5100567657140038908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunset.html' title='Sunset...'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6198271106494816270</id><published>2007-11-02T18:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:56:19.202+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What will happen next???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/LTTE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;S.P. Thamilchelvan, Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam's Political Head was killed in Sri Lanka Air Force (SLAF) aerial bombardment Friday morning in Ki'linochchi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sri Lanka's government has described the killing as a major success. And Sri Lanka's Defence Secretary, Gotabaya Rajapaksa, said: "If we want we can take them one by one, so they must change their hideouts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tamil Tigers' spokesman, Rasiah Ilanthiriyan, told the BBC the group's response to the killing would be in deeds, not words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was wondering what will happen to sri Lanka next... Will it get worse or is SLAF goin to kill all the LTTE heads and bring peace to Sri Lanka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rebels are fighting for autonomy for minority Tamils in the north and east, claiming discrimination by the majority Sinhalese population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 70,000 people have died in more than 20 years of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations and well done SLAF.... Great job....! And hope You guys will kill all those LTTE sooon and bring peace to the country... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6198271106494816270?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6198271106494816270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6198271106494816270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6198271106494816270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6198271106494816270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-will-happen-next.html' title='What will happen next???'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5866162650151951768</id><published>2007-11-01T00:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-01T01:07:25.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happi happi b'day Aathu.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Aathu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5866162650151951768?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5866162650151951768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5866162650151951768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5866162650151951768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5866162650151951768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/11/happi-happi-bday-aathu.html' title='Happi happi b&apos;day Aathu.....'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2445068268097425146</id><published>2007-10-30T18:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-01T01:05:28.242+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kiss the rain by Billie Myers</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/kisstherain-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello...&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Am I getting through to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello...&lt;br /&gt;Is it late there&lt;br /&gt;Is there laughter on the line&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you're there alone&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm trying to explain&lt;br /&gt;Something's wrong&lt;br /&gt;You just don't sound the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you, Why don't you&lt;br /&gt;Go outside, Go outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm gone too long&lt;br /&gt;If your lips feel lonely and thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;And wait for the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;We're under the same sky&lt;br /&gt;And the night's&lt;br /&gt;As empty for me as for you&lt;br /&gt;If you feel&lt;br /&gt;You can't wait til morning&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain...Kiss the rain...Kiss the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello...&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss me&lt;br /&gt;I hear you say you do&lt;br /&gt;But not the way I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new&lt;br /&gt;How's the weather&lt;br /&gt;Is it stormy where you are&lt;br /&gt;You sound so close&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like you're so far&lt;br /&gt;Oh would it mean anything&lt;br /&gt;If you knew&lt;br /&gt;What I'm left imagining&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, My mind&lt;br /&gt;Would you go, Would you go&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you fall over me&lt;br /&gt;Think of me&lt;br /&gt;Think of me&lt;br /&gt;Think of me&lt;br /&gt;Only me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm gone to long&lt;br /&gt;If your lips feel hungry and tempted&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;And wait for the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;We're under the same sky&lt;br /&gt;And the night's&lt;br /&gt;As empty for me as for you&lt;br /&gt;If you feel you can't wait till morning&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain...Kiss the rain...Kiss the rain...&lt;br /&gt;Kiss The Rain.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain, Kiss the rain, Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello...&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2445068268097425146?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2445068268097425146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2445068268097425146&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2445068268097425146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2445068268097425146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/kiss-rain.html' title='Kiss the rain by Billie Myers'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6585137009825480488</id><published>2007-10-25T13:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-29T03:12:00.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A very dear relative of mine has passed away last night. He fell off from the ninth floor of central hotel and hit on a roof of an adjoining house. I was shocked to hear the devastating news. I express my deepest condolence to his Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time when i was in Male' i was staying with them. Nazil was the only boy in their family and he just turned 21 years and 7 months yesterday. I had shared so many good times of my life with them and i treasure those moments.. His parents and 5 sisters loved him so much. Beybe, Dhaththa, Faantha, Dhontha, Kudy, Havi and Aasi, be strong and pray for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will really miss you Nazil :( May Allah bless his soul and grant him eternal bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6585137009825480488?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6585137009825480488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6585137009825480488&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6585137009825480488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6585137009825480488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/very-dear-relative-of-mine-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-4448064861340079336</id><published>2007-10-23T07:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:34:04.691+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Congratz Sis!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Baby.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cute &amp;amp; cuddly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby boy,&lt;br /&gt;Has come to,&lt;br /&gt;Fill your lives,&lt;br /&gt;With joy and bliss…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Congratulation Sis… She is one of the cousins that I love most... And today she's got a baby boy and one more angel is added to my extended family tree.. He is my 3rd second cousin once removed… Hope you and baby are doing well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, as freewebs takes a while to load, i have moved my blog to this URL again. So im back on blogger with a new template again.. and I just added all your comments in my articles in freewebs to this blog.. I didn’t change any text but the date is changed.. and hope u will like the new look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-4448064861340079336?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/4448064861340079336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=4448064861340079336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4448064861340079336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/4448064861340079336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/congratz-sis.html' title='Congratz Sis!!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6281281953117310673</id><published>2007-10-20T11:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:04:20.924+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY B'DAY NADHYMATHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Nadhymaththa.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6281281953117310673?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6281281953117310673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6281281953117310673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6281281953117310673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6281281953117310673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-bday-nadhymatha.html' title='HAPPY B&apos;DAY NADHYMATHA'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8596387592528275191</id><published>2007-10-19T00:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:39:47.984+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY B'DAY LUMKO &amp; SALWA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Lumkooooo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put on your party cap….&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; have a day that's bouncing&lt;br /&gt;With FUN all the day!!&lt;br /&gt;Wish you a very very happy b'day LUMKO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lumko is my 3rd niece and she is 6 years today btw someone told me today is Salwa’s b’day too. But who is Salwa?? Hmmm… Who??? Still my mind is blank.. ohhh… OMG is it... Is it her?? Cinderella??? Ohh no no not even her… So who is this Salwa?? Ooooh yeah yeah maybe the one who begged for a slipper!!!! She is my best friend’s girl… Got it got it.. Sorry salwa! I just forgot it…Anyways wish you a very very Happy b'day Salwa!!! May the days that come, bring you success and joy.. Hope you'll have a gr8 day full of surprises... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8596387592528275191?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8596387592528275191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8596387592528275191&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8596387592528275191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8596387592528275191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-bday-lumko-salwa.html' title='HAPPY B&apos;DAY LUMKO &amp; SALWA!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2522038234542875889</id><published>2007-10-18T23:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:03:25.597+05:30</updated><title type='text'>R U IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE??</title><content type='html'>If you have sleepless nights ......&lt;br /&gt;If someone breaks the silence of a dark lonely night.........&lt;br /&gt;If someone sings new melodies in your ear every evening..&lt;br /&gt;Then its nothing other than!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Rosee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosquitos.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2522038234542875889?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2522038234542875889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2522038234542875889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2522038234542875889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2522038234542875889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/r-u-in-love-with-someone.html' title='R U IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE??'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2153970608889007301</id><published>2007-10-12T23:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:32:07.847+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NABAKKO IS TWO..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Nabahu-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's your day., full of HAPPINESS &amp;amp; lots of FUN….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy b'day Nabakko!! (my youngest cousin yet).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2153970608889007301?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2153970608889007301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2153970608889007301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2153970608889007301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2153970608889007301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/nabakko-is-two.html' title='NABAKKO IS TWO..'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5810967558464586967</id><published>2007-10-11T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-20T23:55:08.329+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EID MUBARAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/EIDMUBARAKK.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5810967558464586967?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5810967558464586967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5810967558464586967&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5810967558464586967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5810967558464586967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='EID MUBARAK'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5575014178484446434</id><published>2007-10-10T23:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:33:29.172+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EK MEMBERS VIDEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value=" http://www.youtube.com/v/rgYY2eqJ6Oc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="%20http://www.youtube.com/v/rgYY2eqJ6Oc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its EK members video and this great work was  done by our CHOOTIMALLI TCKROCKZ... Congratzz tck for your great job and thanx for the video..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5575014178484446434?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5575014178484446434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5575014178484446434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5575014178484446434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5575014178484446434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/ek-members-video.html' title='EK MEMBERS VIDEO'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3399666588019251968</id><published>2007-10-06T23:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:32:49.012+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY THUTHU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/Thuthu21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As usual after I woke up and freshen up, I went down stairs to see Thuthu (a nephew) and Nabakko (a niece), who came to SL last Month for holidays. Unlike the other days when Thuthu saw me, he ran to me and asked me "where is the party". (btw, it's his b'day today) I replied him asking which party and he was little shy and told "Today is dhonbe (me), iboobe(My bestfriend), thiththibe (My bestfriend's bro), Nabakko (his cousin) and thiththa 's(my sis/his aunt) birthday. He didn't want to mention his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called a three wheel and while I was waiting in the sitting room with Thuththu and Nabakko, Thuththu was asking me "dhonbey where's the balloons and cakes? Where are the crape papers?" I was just saying I don't have money and his mum n dad didn't send money to celebrate his b'day. I said all that to see his reaction. After I said that he was like, going to burst into tears…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I was going to buy all those things. And finally in the evening, we had a fun and a joyful b'day party… He was very interested with his b'day gifts. Before he went to sleep, he came and gave me a big hug and a kiss and said thanks. He slept with all his gift.; BTW today is one of my very closest friend's b'day too… I wish her a Happy Birthday too…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3399666588019251968?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3399666588019251968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=3399666588019251968&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3399666588019251968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3399666588019251968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-4th-birthday-thuthu.html' title='HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY THUTHU'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-6580166707069602765</id><published>2007-09-28T23:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-08T05:43:55.139+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ey Hitha By IRAJ &amp; Delon feat. Shani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/eyhithaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a long time i was thinking to update my Sinhala songs collection, and last night I downloaded a song which was produced by Iraj (one of the best artist in Sri Lanka). i was really shocked when i heard a Dhivehi verse from that rap song... I thought I was playing a Divehi song by mistake. i stopped the song, checked the windows media player... N i realized it's the song of Iraj I downloaded... Anyways it's a really nice song....One of the best from Iraj… It's good to see Shani (one of my fav Maldivian Singer) singing for a song of such a great artist in Sri Lanka...... Wish her all d best.... Thanx GT n lich for maintaining such a great site…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont wait; &lt;a href="hhttp://www.sendspace.com/file/40tjem" target="_blank"&gt;Download the song,&lt;/a&gt; hope you will like it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-6580166707069602765?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/6580166707069602765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=6580166707069602765&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6580166707069602765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/6580166707069602765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/09/ey-hitha-by-iraj-delon-feat-shani.html' title='Ey Hitha By IRAJ &amp; Delon feat. Shani'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-3693728809611246371</id><published>2007-09-26T23:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:33:30.443+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RAMADAN MOON - YUSUF ISLAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value=" http://www.youtube.com/v/3wiTNYI8y8g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="%20http://www.youtube.com/v/3wiTNYI8y8g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its a new song from Yusuf Islam . Yusuf Islam (Arabic: يوسف إسلام) (born Steven Demetre Georgiou on 21st July 1948 in London), who was known as Cat Stevens from 1966 to 1978, is an English musician, singer-songwriter, educator, philanthropist and prominent convert to Islam.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyrics of that songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the people are coming and going&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready, to-ing and fro-ing&lt;br /&gt;There's a buzz in the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;People are so excited&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's coming home soon&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to see the moon&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to catch a sight&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon, moon, come out soon&lt;br /&gt;We're out to see the Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;Clouds shift; fog lift!&lt;br /&gt;City put out your lights&lt;br /&gt;We want to see the Ramadan Moon - tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Ramadan has started&lt;br /&gt;And the moon has just been sighted&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we all fast&lt;br /&gt;Every Muslim must&lt;br /&gt;Now 'Esha time is here&lt;br /&gt;And it's time to leave for prayer&lt;br /&gt;The Imam is in the Mosque&lt;br /&gt;The Qur'an is in his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon, moon, come out soon&lt;br /&gt;We're out to see the Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;Clouds shift; fog lift!&lt;br /&gt;City put out your lights&lt;br /&gt;We want to see the Ramadan Moon - tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon ... Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the early break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;We'll go the whole day long&lt;br /&gt;Shops are full of dates&lt;br /&gt;But still we have to wait&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;And it's time to break our siyyam&lt;br /&gt;The food is on the plate&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! It tastes so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon, moon, come out soon&lt;br /&gt;We're out to see the Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;Clouds shift; fog lift!&lt;br /&gt;City put out your lights&lt;br /&gt;We want to see the Ramadan Moon - tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, c'mon Ramadan Moon ...Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Granddad's in I'tiqaf&lt;br /&gt;Only ten days are left&lt;br /&gt;He's praying every night&lt;br /&gt;Dressed all in white&lt;br /&gt;Hands held high&lt;br /&gt;With tears in his eye&lt;br /&gt;Asking for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;And Paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon, moon, come out soon&lt;br /&gt;We're out to see the Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;Clouds shift; fog lift!&lt;br /&gt;City put out your lights&lt;br /&gt;We want to see the Ramadan Moon - tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon ... Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time again for Eid&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan ran with speed&lt;br /&gt;Will it come again?&lt;br /&gt;Like an old friend?&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan Moon&lt;br /&gt;Like an old friend?&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan Moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-3693728809611246371?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/3693728809611246371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=3693728809611246371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3693728809611246371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/3693728809611246371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramadan-moon-yusuf-islam.html' title='RAMADAN MOON - YUSUF ISLAM'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-2002599739322384959</id><published>2007-09-22T23:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:33:40.578+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DISTANCE IS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD IN A RELATIONSHIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com%3cwbr%3e/albums/y171/aphoo/distance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Distance cannot, and will not hurt a bond between two people that is based on mutual respect, trust, commitment, and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may feel like you are losing faith in your relationship at times, hold fast and trust your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like you, truly believe that love &amp;amp; relationships are what make your life special, and that ones built on love &amp;amp; understanding are always worth preserving, regardless of the miles that may separate two people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-2002599739322384959?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/2002599739322384959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=2002599739322384959&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2002599739322384959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/2002599739322384959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/09/distance-is-not-end-of-world-in.html' title='DISTANCE IS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD IN A RELATIONSHIP'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-5253189230712042727</id><published>2007-09-21T23:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:33:45.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BIZARRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As of July 2007, the world population reached 6.7 billion. If some one says all those people should be the same, would you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people believe different religion, communicate in different languages, live in different countries and states of different standards, live in different cultures and have different natures. So how can we believe that all should be same? People adjust to their living standards and styles, but though a family lives under one roof, they don't acquire same attributes as the other. They will be different, from the way they think and the way they behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is there any point that I and you should be same? No!!! I'll be the way I want, the way my brains transmits the message. But what we should think of is that, we have to do the right things at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, though we have a brain to decide what we do, we should also respect other's feelings. We shouldn't be selfish. Shouldn't be so proud of what we have, and never should try to be a person of all the good qualities. We humans make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life of ours is bizarre. It's not complete without a bit of jealousy, anger, sorrow, happiness and peace… They all are mixed together to complete one's life. It's a fact we all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best food of our life is prayers and faith in Allah. The best diet is fasting. All the best things in life are ours to choose from. But why do our minds seek the wrong path? Bizarre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we should think of Allah, the one who gave us a brain to think. First we should believe him. Second we should believe the Holy Qura'n and we should follow it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-5253189230712042727?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/5253189230712042727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=5253189230712042727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5253189230712042727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/5253189230712042727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/09/bizarre.html' title='BIZARRE'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-8368480144584529725</id><published>2007-09-20T23:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:33:50.278+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BACK ON TRACK</title><content type='html'>hey there! hi! do u know me? It's the wild hunter, back to blogging again. I couldn't resist without coming back. My best friend's girl gave me the inspiration to get back on the track again. That's also almost after one year. Made a bet with her, and now i owe her a box of ferrero for not updating my blog before the beginning of this month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-8368480144584529725?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/8368480144584529725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=8368480144584529725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8368480144584529725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/8368480144584529725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-on-track.html' title='BACK ON TRACK'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116145773672599465</id><published>2006-10-22T00:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-08T05:54:11.707+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EID MUBARAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 387px; height: 501px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/Eidmubarak.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day immediately following the end of the holy month of Ramadan is called Eid Fitr. In other words, it falls on the first day of Shawwal. It is one of the greatest Islamic festivals. Eid ul Fitr is a joyful celebration of the achievement of enhanced piety. It is the Day of Thanksgiving to Allah, for giving His servants the opportunity to fast and to worship Him in the month of Ramadan. It is a day of forgiveness, moral victory and peace, of congregation, fellowship, brotherhood and unity. On this Day, Muslims leave their jobs, wear clean clothes, offer special Eid Prayers, and after prayers go to visit one another and take part in festivities. Small children wear beautiful new clothes, and are very busy enjoying the festival. Their angelic faces beam with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam wants that all Muslims, whether rich or poor, should enjoy Eid. It has, therefore, commanded all the well-to-do people to pay the Zakat-e-Fitr. This Zakat-e-Fitr is paid on the very day of Eid Fitr. It consists of 3 kilograms of one's daily food or its equivalent in cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The payment of Zakat-e-Fitr is obligatory upon every person who is adult, sane and free at the time of the sunset on the last day of Ramadan, and is also not dependent upon others for means of subsistence. If the person concerned is the head of a family, it is incumbent upon him to pay his own Zakat-e-Fitr as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zakat-e-Fitr is the right of the poor and the needy, and can be spent for those purposes only, for which Zakat, payable on property, is expendable. This includes helping the deserving people and building hospitals, bridges, schools, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116145773672599465?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116145773672599465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116145773672599465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116145773672599465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116145773672599465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='EID MUBARAK'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116125525068233987</id><published>2006-10-19T03:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-19T16:37:56.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Victory claims their 19th National champions title..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/18100602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span class="style39"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span class="style39"&gt;Victory sports club defended their president’s cup title and claimed as the champions for a record of 19th time after beating Valencia in tonight’s final match. Though Valencia dominated the possession and created more chances, they were left stranded when it came to penalty spot. Keeper Imran’s two superb save lead Victory to their second title in a row. &lt;a href="http://www.maldivesoccer.com/news/2006/tournaments/President's%20Cup/19102006001/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;READ MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116125525068233987?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116125525068233987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116125525068233987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116125525068233987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116125525068233987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/victory-claims-their-19th-national.html' title='Victory claims their 19th National champions title..'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116116163604240677</id><published>2006-10-19T01:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:21:34.136+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy b'day to Lumko!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 283px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/P10100241.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on your party cap….&lt;br /&gt;&amp; have a day that’s bouncing&lt;br /&gt;With FUN all the day!!&lt;br /&gt;Wish you a very very happy b’day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt; She is my 3rd niece and she is 5 years today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Now I can hardly wait to see her and give her a big hug. It’s been 2 yrs since I  saw her last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116116163604240677?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116116163604240677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116116163604240677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116116163604240677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116116163604240677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-bday-to-lumko.html' title='Happy b&apos;day to Lumko!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116060504135515243</id><published>2006-10-12T03:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:58:13.313+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aircraft hits New York building</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 268px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/12oct1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Two people have died after a small aircraft crashed into a high-rise apartment building in New York City's affluent Upper East Side. The plane was owned by New York Yankees baseball pitcher Cory Lidle. US media reports say he was piloting the plane at the time and died in the crash.Flames and smoke can be seen coming out of the 50-storey apartment building on Manhattan island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/6042306.stm" 10102006003="" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;READ MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116060504135515243?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116060504135515243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116060504135515243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116060504135515243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116060504135515243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/aircraft-hits-new-york-building.html' title='Aircraft hits New York building'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116060018022795957</id><published>2006-10-12T01:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:21:48.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nabahu is one!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 368px; height: 430px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/DSC00357.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s your day.&lt;br /&gt;full of HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;&amp; lots a FUN….&lt;br /&gt;here’s wishing&lt;br /&gt;your 1st BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;is a 1 – derful one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Happy b’day Nabahu!!...He is my youngest cousine yet. I only saw a pic of him. I really want to see him with my own eyes. I’m hoping to see him and all the kids on this December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Wish you a very Happy b’day to Avishka and Shiu. Hope u guys will have a wonderful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116060018022795957?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116060018022795957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116060018022795957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116060018022795957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116060018022795957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/nabahu-is-one.html' title='Nabahu is one!!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116056661487491177</id><published>2006-10-11T05:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:10:57.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Super Reds storms into the final</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/11oct4.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span class="style39"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span class="style39"&gt;Victory has beaten New Radiant in the replay of the President’s cup first match tonight. The match was played without supporters and only FAM pass holders were allowed to enter the stadium. However, the match was telecasted live on Television Maldives. &lt;a href="http://www.maldivesoccer.com/news/2006/tournaments/President's%20Cup/10102006003/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;READ MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116056661487491177?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116056661487491177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116056661487491177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116056661487491177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116056661487491177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/super-reds-storms-into-final.html' title='Super Reds storms into the final'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116051203462305473</id><published>2006-10-11T01:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:45:32.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>rats rats rats!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 281px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/rats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Oh, rats rats rats! its everywhere in the house…. In the kitchen, sitting room and even in bedrooms….. A small animal giving loads of troubles… biting off the furniture everywhere.… Scaring some ppl put of the room… What we do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116051203462305473?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116051203462305473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116051203462305473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116051203462305473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116051203462305473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/rats-rats-rats.html' title='rats rats rats!!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116042710520424102</id><published>2006-10-09T11:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-10T02:33:51.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>its been three years??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;i met an ex girl friend of mine after a gap of three years.. i chatted with her ..but as a friend .. i chatted because we make mistakes.. she did ..i make ...so why shud i be anghry with her for  something that happend ages ago n now that i have someone who luves me unconditionally ..n whom i luv so much... i cant think of anyone beyond my gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116042710520424102?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116042710520424102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116042710520424102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116042710520424102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116042710520424102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-three-years.html' title='its been three years??'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116023094971780956</id><published>2006-10-07T19:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:50:51.530+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Three Tough Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;There was a young man who went overseas to study for quite a long time. When he returned, he asked his parents to find him a religious scholar or any expert who could answer his 3 Questions. Finally, his parents were able to find a Muslim scholar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young man: &lt;/b&gt;who are you? Can you answer my questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt;I am one of Allah (SubHana Wa Ta`ala )'s slaves and Insha-Allah (God willing), I will be able to answer your questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young man: &lt;/b&gt;Are you sure? A lot of Professors and experts were not able to answer my questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt;I will try my best, with the help of Allah (SubHana Wa Ta`ala).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; I have 3 questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;1. Does God exist? If so, show me His shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;2. What is thaqdir (fate)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;3. If shaitan (Devil) was created from the fire, why at the end he will be thrown to hell that is also created from fire. It certainly will not hurt him at all, since Shaitan (Devil) and the hell were created from fire. Did God not think of it this far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Suddenly, the Scholar slapped the young man's face very hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man (feeling pain) : &lt;/b&gt; Why do you get angry at me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; I am not angry. The slap is my answer to your three questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; I really don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; How do you feel after I slapped you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; of course, I felt the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; so do you believe that pain exists?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; Show me the shape of the pain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; I cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; that is my first answer. All of us feel God's existence without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;being able to see His shape... Last night, did you dream that you will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;be slapped by me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; did you ever think that you will get a slap from me, today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; that is takdir (fate) my second answer........ My hand that I used to slap you, what is it created from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; It is created from flesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; How about your face, what is it created from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; Flesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; How do you feel after I slapped you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Man: &lt;/b&gt; in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scholar: &lt;/b&gt; That’s it, this is my third answer, Even though Shaitan (Devil) and also the hell were created from the fire, if Allah wants, insha-Allah (God willing), the hell will become a very painful place for Shaitan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116023094971780956?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116023094971780956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116023094971780956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116023094971780956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116023094971780956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/three-tough-questions.html' title='Three Tough Questions'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116017527494232888</id><published>2006-10-07T01:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:20:38.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>6th October 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Ohh today (6th October) is so many days &amp; I have experienced some new things. Today is Dhaanko 3rd b’day, shabs’ b’day, Friday (a Special day for muslims) . I woke up at around 12.15 after Iboo woke me to go to Friday mosque. But coz of something I didn’t go to the mosque today. But I know that was not an excuse. So I don’t want to mention the reason here. After I bathed I was not feeling well. Sneezing and having a runny nose as usual. After I did luhr prayer I sat down near my pc, thinking to get online and talk to someone. But unluckily the connection was not there. After I did so many things to my computer and router, I switched off the router and re-started it, then the connection established back again. It’s a really easy work, but I did a hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4:15 I and iboo went to a shop to buy some hair cream for me. My hair cream’s finished and I couldn’t get it from any shop near by home. The cream is so important for me coz I have to go to shab’s place to party. A special hair dresser arrived to make my hair. It took a while for her to do it. Maybe coz she was little nervous as she was going to the party too ;). Anyway, thanx to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night around 8.15 we went to shab’s place. On the way we stopped to a shop. I didn’t go inside, and I was waiting inside the three wheel. Naani and iboo returned after payin the bill. As they climbed in, a dog was watching. All of a sudden it ran towards the three wheel. It started barking and…. Oh my god naani was so scared and screamed louder than the dog, she scared the dog even. I was scared of the dog. I know dogs but still I get scared to them. Wht to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the treat shabs gave was fun have enjoyed also but there was something we missed a lot, coz of that we got little displeased. Not little, I think a lot. I think the person I’m talking about will know what I am talking. Anyway I have to thank shabs for the treat again and btw thanx to Mams too. The food we got, yummy… it’s really delicious Mams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done with it, we went to the terrace of shab’s place and we took some pics. The place was so nice. The breeze of air brushed the body so softly as if it wanted to carry us with it. The view from up there was so nice, waves breaking to the shore with a soft music. An almost full moon spreading its rays of light to the furthest point of view, it was like a different world far away from earth and its thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we called the three wheeler and we were waiting for it. We went near the railway tracks and I took some photos there and on the road. Not very far, there stood a police post. After 10min one police whistled to us and asked what we were doing there. We told we are Maldivian and we came to a party and the we were waiting for the three wheel. That guy told to show our passport or ID cards. We showed IDs and they asked why we were taking the photos there and other stuff…. Ok, they talked rude, but they were not that bad. They checked our camera for the photos we took and they let us go. Some police we met before were very rude, but now, if we say we are Maldivians, then they talk really nicely with a smile on the face. Anyway, we came home and that’s the end of the multi-day I had :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116017527494232888?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116017527494232888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116017527494232888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116017527494232888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116017527494232888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/6th-october-2006.html' title='6th October 2006'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-116008413961460261</id><published>2006-10-06T00:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:36:09.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its your day Dhaanko!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 281px;" float="" left="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/DSC001431.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending you a little angel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;To sparkle your day with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Joy, laughter and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Wish you a wonderful b’day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;You have been hugged with my biggest warmest hug and wished lots of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;He is my 2nd nephew and he is 3 years today. Now I can hardly wait to see him and give him a big hug. It’s been 2 yrs since I saw him last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;BTW today is Shab’s b’day too. Happy b'day Shabs!! May the days that come bring you success &amp; joy. Hope you’ll have a gr8 day &amp;amp; wish you lots of luck in everyway. Shabs thanks for the treat you’re going to give us tonight. Hope we’ll have fun tonight. Lets ROCK SHABS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-116008413961460261?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/116008413961460261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=116008413961460261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116008413961460261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/116008413961460261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-your-day-dhaanko_06.html' title='Its your day Dhaanko!!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115900471050359746</id><published>2006-09-23T15:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-08T01:57:37.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RAMADAN MUBARAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 204px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/1087379000Ramadan%20Mubarak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ramadan Mubarak to everyone out there and for all those who can, please make du'a for the poor and needy in the world, especially in Kashmir, Palestine, Lebanan, Chechnya, Bosnia, Iraq, Afghanistan, Africa and all Muslim and non Muslim lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beutiful word is Allah, the most beutiful song is Adhan, the world`s perfect encyclopidia is Al-Qur`an and the world`s best exercise is Salat. If you combine all especially this beutiful time of ramadhan, you hit 2 birds with one stone, both on earth and in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah (SWT) give us all the strength to make the most of this blessed month.  AMEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115900471050359746?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115900471050359746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115900471050359746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115900471050359746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115900471050359746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/ramadan-mubarak.html' title='RAMADAN MUBARAK'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115886557539132291</id><published>2006-09-22T00:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-22T09:25:49.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Maldives opposition leader freed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 173px; height: 275px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/mohamed_nasheed3_arrest_aug.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 275px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/anni_june_2005_maldives_mdp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leader of the main opposition party in the Maldives has been freed from house arrest. Mohamed Nasheed, who heads the Maldivian Democratic Party, had spent more than a year in custody. He still faces charges of terrorism and sedition, but the government says these are likely to be dropped soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nasheed has been a vocal critic of President Maumoon Abdul Gayoom who has ruled the Indian Ocean archipelago for more than 25 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was accused of using a speech in July 2005 to urge the forcible removal of President Gayoom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/5368786.stm" target="_blank"&gt;READ MORE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115886557539132291?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115886557539132291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115886557539132291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115886557539132291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115886557539132291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/maldives-opposition-leader-freed.html' title='Maldives opposition leader freed'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115885924309736694</id><published>2006-09-21T22:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:56:51.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Who's the silly one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/452.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/400/452.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115885924309736694?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115885924309736694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115885924309736694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115885924309736694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115885924309736694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/whos-silly-one.html' title='Who&apos;s the silly one?'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115875821216312531</id><published>2006-09-20T18:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:57:46.423+05:30</updated><title type='text'>White flowers with a message to Police 'STOP TORTURE'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="content12"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 292px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/DSC04155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span class="content12"&gt;A new group of youth activists, Gaumataka, meaning for the nation, marked the 3rd anniversary yesterday of the brutal killing of Evan Naseem by the Maldives police. Along, with 919 pictures taken by a member, while flowers were laid on the doorsteps of the police HQ in Male'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span class="content12"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;span class="content12"&gt;The human rights activists delivered white lilies and roses to the police headquarters in Male’, the Maldivian High Commission in London and to the head office of President Gayoom’s public relations company, Hill &amp; Knowlton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.minivannews.com/news/news.php?id=2447" target="_blank"&gt;READ MORE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115875821216312531?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115875821216312531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115875821216312531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115875821216312531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115875821216312531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/white-flowers-with-message-to-police.html' title='White flowers with a message to Police &apos;STOP TORTURE&apos;'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115869209684059746</id><published>2006-09-20T00:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:13:32.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cool Advices..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Always be the person you are, and never ever change…. Be happy, be content, and never regret anything in life, however bad/ good it may seem... Life with its twists and turns have funny ways of making you end up in the right place eventually...So, don’t stop hoping, never give-up! Variety is the spice of life, go on, enjoy it as much as you can...Coz you've got beautiful moments waiting for you out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Most of the times persons first choice will be the best, but it is not always necessary to be like that. Love can happen ones in our life. You might have heard people saying '' MARRIGES ARE MADE IN HEAVEN'' same way couples are also made in heaven. For each one in this world somewhere somehow there is a single person made for you. Unless you get the girl made for you, you might not be able to be with any one else, because it is the rule of this world. It just not happens to you, it's not your fault. You might have met her or you may be not. Open your eyes wide into this beautiful world, may be u have lost her in the brightness of the world. One day you will be able to get her for ever. Believe in love, trust in love. Remember '' LOVE IS NOT A HEART OF LIFE, IT IS ONLY A PART OF LIFE'' So don't lose your hope, concentrate in other works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115869209684059746?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115869209684059746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115869209684059746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115869209684059746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115869209684059746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/cool-advices.html' title='Cool Advices..'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115869155634050076</id><published>2006-09-20T00:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:41:32.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Whats an idiot?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115869155634050076?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115869155634050076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115869155634050076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115869155634050076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115869155634050076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/whats-idiot.html' title='Whats an idiot?'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115868606966856861</id><published>2006-09-19T22:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:37:17.160+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An unusual Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Today 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; September 2006 was a very unusual day for me. Last night I was awake and slept around 6.15 in the morning. You might think what would I have been without sleeping right?? Yeah I was just working with this damn blog &amp;amp; some other studying stuff. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was sleeping, I heard some people shouting and talking very loudly. It was around 8.15. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I jumped out of the bed and opened the window. It was not a typical ordinary sight. 5 minutes later, I realized what had happened from what they were talking. The problem was between a married couple, so I thought why should I poke my nose into it, so I went back to sleep again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I woke up in the afternoon around 12:30. I was not feeling well, was having some headache. But I was trying to be normal and I joined the others (Iboo n naani) and we were discussing about the MAAHEFUN (a Maldivian traditional get together held before Ramadan), which we are trying to have on next Friday. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5:00pm I, Iboo, thiththi, Naani and Kanthy Aunty (The lady who comes to cook and clean the house) went to do a little shopping. Before that, Naani told us that she was feeling dizzy. But still she went with us. We thought of walking, so we went on foot. On the way I asked her how she was feeling then, she told she feels a bit OK. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into a shop and I, Iboo and thiththi went to pay the item we bought. When we returned from the cashier counter, we saw Naani sitting down on a chair and Kanthy aunty holding her. She threw up inside the shop. I thought “Oh My God! What to do now…?” Luckily she didn’t ruin any of the materials in the shop. (Even if she did, I guess she can pay for that. Right Naani??). Soon we fetched a three wheel and we sent her home with Kanthy Aunty. She went to the doctor and doctor said that it was some kind of viral infection. Inshaa allah she is ok now. Anyways GET WELL SOON NAANI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115868606966856861?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115868606966856861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115868606966856861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115868606966856861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115868606966856861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/unusual-day.html' title='An unusual Day!!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115862161691185491</id><published>2006-09-19T04:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:55:08.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ALLAH DOES EXIST..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST EXPLANATIONS OF WHY ALLAH ALLOWS PAIN AND SUFFERING THAT I HAVE SEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;A MAN WENT TO A BARBERSHOP TO HAVE HIS HAIR CUT AND HIS BEARD TRIMMED. AS THE BARBER BEGAN TO WORK, THEY BEGAN TO HAVE A GOOD CONVERSATION.THEY TALKED ABOUT SO MANY THINGS AND VARIOUS SUBJECTS WHEN THEY EVENTUALLY TOUCHED ON THE SUBJECT OF ALLAH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;THE BARBER SAID: "I DON'T BELIEVE THAT ALLAH EXISTS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;"WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?" ASKED THE CUSTOMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;“WELL, YOU JUST HAVE TO GO OUT IN THE STREET REALIZE THAT ALLAH DOESN'T EXIST. TELL ME, IF ALLAH EXISTS, WOULD THERE BE SO MANY SICK PEOPLE? WOULD THERE BE ABANDONED CHILDREN? IF ALLAH EXISTED, THERE WOULD BE NEITHER SUFFERING NOR PAIN. I CAN'T IMAGINE A LOVING ALLAH WHO WOULD ALLOW ALL OF THESE THINGS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;THE CUSTOMER THOUGHT FOR A MOMENT, BUT DIDN'T RESPOND BECAUSE HE DIDN'T WANT TO START AN ARGUMENT. THE BARBER FINISHED HIS JOB AND THE CUSTOMER LEFT THE SHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;JUST AFTER HE LEFT THE BARBERSHOP, HE SAW A MAN IN THE STREET WITH LONG, STRINGY, DIRTY HAIR AND AN UNTRIMMED BEARD HE LOOKED DIRTY AND UNKEMPT. THE CUSTOMER TURNED BACK AND ENTERED THE BARBER SHOP AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;AND HE SAID TO THE BARBER: "YOU KNOW WHAT? BARBERS DO NOT EXIST."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT?" ASKED THE SURPRISED BARBER “I AM HERE, AND I AM A BARBER. AND I JUST WORKED ON YOU!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;"NO!" THE CUSTOMER EXCLAIMED. "BARBERS DON'T EXIST BECAUSE IF THEY DID, THERE WOULD BE NO PEOPLE WITH DIRTY LONG HAIR AND UNTRIMMED BEARDS, LIKE THAT MAN OUTSIDE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;"AH, BUT BARBERS DO EXIST! THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN PEOPLE DO NOT COME TO ME."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);font-size:100%;" &gt;"EXACTLY" AFFIRMED THE CUSTOMER. "THAT'S THE POINT! ALLAH, TOO, DOES EXIST! THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN PEOPLE DO NOT GO TO ALLAH AND DON'T LOOK TO ALLAH FOR HELP. THAT'S WHY THERE'S SO MUCH PAIN AND SUFFERING IN THE WORLD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115862161691185491?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115862161691185491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115862161691185491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115862161691185491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115862161691185491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/allah-does-exist.html' title='ALLAH DOES EXIST..'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115862032405583524</id><published>2006-09-19T03:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:30:35.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter Of 21st Century!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p:colorscheme colors="#ffffff,#000000,#808080,#000000,#00cc99,#3333cc,#ccccff,#b2b2b2"&gt;&lt;/p:colorscheme&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Believe me it is true. You installed the best in me. Your picture is always in my background. You clicked my heart gently. Your love reset my life and deleted all the sadness in me. You restored my kindness after I thought it was corrupted. I’m always connected to you with more than 56 heart beat per second. You hacked my brain and registered your name in it. You are the only one that could navigate my feelings and explore my emotions at the same time. You are the only one that can log into my heart and never logout. You don't have to search for me, because we are always linked to each others. I see your name everywhere, my FrontPage, my homepage and all my software. I scanned my life and found that I'm only infected by you. You are the virus I'd never remove, and why should I do? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You formatted my life and added happiness to view. Believe me it is true..........I love you more than my CPU   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115862032405583524?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115862032405583524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115862032405583524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115862032405583524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115862032405583524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-letter-of-21st-century.html' title='Love Letter Of 21st Century!'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115861506698918228</id><published>2006-09-19T02:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:42:02.993+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SEPTEMBER 19TH</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/45/5293/1024/1920sept2006_maldives.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;On 19th September 2003, a young man, Evan Naseem was brutally murdered by Gayyoom's security forces. He was brutally beaten to death by more than 12 policeman allegedly for disobeying orders and hitting a policeman with a piece of wood. The policeman he hit was the best setter of their volleyball team and revenge had to be taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dhivehiobserver.com/editorial/Rememberance-Day19092006.htm" target="_blank"&gt;READ MORE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115861506698918228?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115861506698918228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115861506698918228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115861506698918228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115861506698918228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/september-19th.html' title='SEPTEMBER 19TH'/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27041820.post-115861399223790745</id><published>2006-09-19T02:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-19T03:29:09.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(87, 105, 12);"&gt;Please wait until the group changes positions.&lt;br /&gt;Is it Twelve or thirteen????? Keep looking, looking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y171/aphoo/image001.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This will drive you crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Where does the extra man come from???? Don't ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27041820-115861399223790745?l=thewildhunter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/feeds/115861399223790745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27041820&amp;postID=115861399223790745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115861399223790745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27041820/posts/default/115861399223790745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewildhunter.blogspot.com/2006/09/please-wait-until-group-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>thewildhunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04633286734617949977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZfFnbXHeYaI/SrFR-qMeM_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_wSq0ztzBxo/S220/Aphoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
