<?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-15213498</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:35:12.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayaz's Realm</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15213498.post-114644386097121737</id><published>2006-04-30T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:37:41.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever Imagined....Never Thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do we ever imagine that, one small sentence can ruin the relation of any kind....Might be the sentence sounds funny, or one doesn't has the intention of making the relation drift apart, but it does..aah atlast it hurts person/s on both side. Lately, I got the experience of it, and from that I will say never take any anything for granted....also now-a-days due to one reason or other human beings loose their patience really quick, so the response adds up as the fuel to crack all the things down....Top of all even we realize the mistake, the sorry doesn't make difference for the first point, may be later on everything settles down, but it leaves the heart wounded....and makes us feel the guilt.....This one is one of my bad experience, and Insha Allah I will learn my lesson from this one.....&lt;br /&gt;"Never take anything for granted, coz sometime we might loose the precious diamond which can be our parents, our brothers or sisters, or our true friend,etc."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15213498-114644386097121737?l=ayazalware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/114644386097121737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/114644386097121737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/2006/04/ever-imagined.html' title=''/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15213498.post-114608585609554738</id><published>2006-04-26T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T14:10:56.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;INSTALLING LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I will really be thankful if you read this blog either when you are, or when you are about to be in Love....Let me know if this process helped you even for a bit....&lt;br /&gt;  Consider Yourself to be the Costumer...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support:  Yes, ... how can I help you? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:         Well, after much consideration, I've decided to install Love. Can you guide me through the process? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Yes. I can help you. Are you ready to proceed? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        Well, I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready. What do I do first? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support:  The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located your Heart? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        Yes, but there are several other programs running now. Is it okay to install Love while they are running? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: What programs are running ? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        Let's see, I have Past Hurt, Low Self-Esteem, Grudge and Resentment running right now. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support:   No problem, Love will gradually erase Past Hurt from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory but it will no longer   disrupt other programs. Love will eventually override Low Self-Esteem with a module of its own called High Self-Esteem. However, you have to completely turn off Grudge and Resentment. Those programs prevent Love from being properly installed. Can you turn those off ? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        I don't know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: With pleasure. Go to your start menu and invoke Forgiveness. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge and Resentment have been completely erased. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        Okay, done! Love has started installing itself. Is that normal? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other Hearts in order to get the upgrades. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        Oops! I have an error message already. It says, "Error - Program not run on external components."  What should I do?   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support:  Don't worry. It means that the Love program is set up to run on Internal Hearts, but has not yet been run on your Heart. In non-technical terms, it simply means you have to Love yourself before you can Love others. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        So, what should I do? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Pull down Self-Acceptance; then click on the following files:   Forgive-Self; Realize Your Worth; and Acknowledge your Limitations. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        Okay, done. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support:  Now, copy them to the "My Heart" directory. The system will   overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching faulty programming. Also, you need to delete Verbose Self-Criticism from all directories and empty your Recycle Bin to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Customer:        Got it. Hey! My heart is filling up with new files. Smile is playing on my monitor and Peace and Contentment are copying themselves all over My Heart. Is this normal? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support:  Sometimes. For others it takes awhile, but eventually everything gets it at the proper time. So Love is installed and running. One more thing before we hang up. Love is Freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everyone you meet. They will in turn share it with others and return some cool   modules back to you. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Customer:      Thank you, God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15213498-114608585609554738?l=ayazalware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/114608585609554738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/114608585609554738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/2006/04/installing-love-i-will-really-be.html' title=''/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15213498.post-114375494210721279</id><published>2006-03-30T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:42:22.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shayri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I think many of you guys know these shayri's, but then too as they are close to my heart I am writing them on my blog.....Copyright @ 2006 Ayaz Alware Inc. All Rights Reserved....Hehehehehehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Aey Baad-e-Sabha Kuch Tune suna,&lt;br /&gt;   Mehmaan Jo Aane Wale Hain........&lt;br /&gt;   Kaliyaan Na Bichaana Raahoan Per,&lt;br /&gt;   Hum Dil Bichaane Wale Hain......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Aey Kalam Rukh Ja,&lt;br /&gt;    Adabka Mukaam Hai...&lt;br /&gt;    Teri Nokh Ke Niche,&lt;br /&gt;    Mere Mehboob ka naam hai......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Aansuoan Ko Bahut Samjhaya,&lt;br /&gt;   Tanhayee Mein Aaya Karo.. Mehfil Mein Aake Humara Mazaak Na Udhaya Karo...&lt;br /&gt;   Is Per Aansu Tadap Ke Bole..&lt;br /&gt;   Itne logo Mein Aapko Akela Paate Hain,&lt;br /&gt;   Isliye Chale Aate Hain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Jaagna Hai Jaagle Aflaaq Ke Saaya Tale...&lt;br /&gt;   Hashr Tak Sota Padega...Khaaq Ke Daman Tale....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Meetade Apne Hasti Ko,&lt;br /&gt;   Agar kuch Martaba Chahiye..&lt;br /&gt;   Ki Dana Khaaq Mein Milke..&lt;br /&gt;   Gul-e-Gulzaar Hota Hai.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If any of the reader is in love, and want to express yourself..please let me know..Maybe I will pass on some...Love to help someone in Love....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15213498-114375494210721279?l=ayazalware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/114375494210721279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/114375494210721279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/2006/03/shayri-i-think-many-of-you-guys-know.html' title=''/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15213498.post-113452580083838096</id><published>2005-12-13T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T18:04:26.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ImPrEssIoN's!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/1401/320/early%20morning%20DatE%20with%20some%20rEaL%20beauties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Early morning dAtE with some real bEAuTieS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/1401/1600/Getting%20rid%20from%20the%20InfLuEnCE%20of%20draker%20side%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/1401/320/Getting%20rid%20from%20the%20InfLuEnCE%20of%20draker%20side%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Getting rid from the InFluENce of daRKeR side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 404px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/1401/320/My%20dREAM%20DatE.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dREaM dAtE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15213498-113452580083838096?l=ayazalware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/113452580083838096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/113452580083838096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/2005/12/impressions-early-morning-date-with.html' title=''/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15213498.post-112873176239679393</id><published>2005-10-07T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T11:57:35.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIEND's &amp; FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is friendship, and who is a friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        Some people say friendship isn't easy to describe, and yeah it's true as every feeling can't be described in words. Friendship has it's own language with love, caring, sharing and sometimes hatred too. A person in his whole life meet so many people, but he hardly makes some good friends. Why So? it's easy to make friends, but a good friend is really hard to find. Maybe we can have good friends too, but sometime circumstances, anger, or negligence take them away from us. And atlast the charm and friendship dies, either instantly or gradually. In our life sometimes we become so busy in collecting stones and achieving our goal's that we don't even realise when we lose the precious gem called "BEST FRIEND".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;         Friendship is like a golden tie, and when it is handled with care it lasts forever. Nothing in this world stops a person from not being a freind to other. Sex, caste, creed, status, etc take backseat when it comes for friendship. As like everything friendship also needs time, space, healthy conversation, and maintenance to keep it going and glowing. When it is groomed well, it enlightens our life with a great feeling and with many things more. Friendship is like a tree, and only thing it asks for is water in different forms, and that too from person on both sides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      A friend can be any one, but a best friend is one on whom the following equation is well applicable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F--&gt;Free to talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; R--&gt;Ready to help and ask for help&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  I--&gt;Important ingredient of Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   E--&gt;Endless love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    N--&gt;Never hurt's unnecessarily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     D--&gt;Don't let you down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        In our life we make so many friends, and some of those change the way we used to be. Lately, because of circumstances and mis-communication I lost many friends; out of which many were good friends. Today I have just couple of those, and I am counting on them. May be after some years I won't have them, as we may follow different way to reach our goal's. Going in different way doesn't mean that we gonna forget each other, but on the other hand it doesn't mean we gonna be that good friends as we are now.... :$ :'(. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/1401/1600/ShowLetter.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15213498-112873176239679393?l=ayazalware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/112873176239679393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/112873176239679393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/2005/10/friends-out-of-which-many-were-good.html' title=''/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15213498.post-112516861506830359</id><published>2005-08-27T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T11:50:15.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something to make everyone laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In the days when you couldn't count on a public toilet facility, an English woman was planning a trip to India. She was registered to stay in a small guest house owned by the local Headmaster. She was concerned as to whether the guest house  contained a WC. In England, a bathroom is commonly called a WC which stands for "Water Closet". She wrote to the Headmaster  inquiring of the facilities about the WC. The Headmaster, not fluent in English, asked the local priest if he knew the meaning of WC. Together they pondered possible meanings of the lettersand concluded that the lady wanted to know if there was a "Wayside Chapel" (ie..a park/garden to walk), near the house . . . a bathroom never entered their minds. So the Headmaster  wrote the following reply:&lt;br /&gt;      Dear Madam, I take great pleasure in informing you that the WC is located 9 miles from the house. It is located in the middle of a grove of pine trees, surrounded by lovelygrounds. It is capable of holding 229 people and isopen on Sundays and Thursdays. As there are manypeople expected in the summer months, I suggest youarrive early. There is, however, plenty of standingroom. This is an unfortunate situation especially if you are in the habit of going regularly. It may be of some interest to you that my daughter wasmarried in the WC as it was there that she met herhusband. It was a wonderful event. There were 10people in every seat. It was wonderful to see theexpressions on their faces. We can take photos indifferent angle. My wife, sadly, has been ill andunable to go recently. It has been almost a year since she went last, which pains her greatly. You will be pleased to know that many people bringtheir lunch and make a day of it. Others prefer to wait till the last minute and arrive just in time. I would recommend your ladyship plan to go on a Thursday as there is an organ accompaniment. The acoustics are excellent and even the most delicate sounds can be heard everywhere. The newest addition is a bell which rings every time a person enters. We are holding a bazaar to provide plush seats for all since many feel it is long needed. I look forward to escorting you there myself and seating you in a place where you can be seen by all.&lt;br /&gt;With deepest regards,&lt;br /&gt;The  Headmaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Woman fainted after reading the reply........and she never visited India!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15213498-112516861506830359?l=ayazalware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/112516861506830359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/112516861506830359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/2005/08/something-to-make-everyone-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15213498.post-112348982749774022</id><published>2005-08-08T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T01:30:27.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15213498-112348982749774022?l=ayazalware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/112348982749774022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15213498/posts/default/112348982749774022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ayazalware.blogspot.com/2005/08/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>AlwareAyaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05283577425456743583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
