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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Visit Fairy Land</title>
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    <dc:creator>Sawera</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>Sawera</name>
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    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/visit-fairy-land-t37926.html#113725</id>
    <issued>2009-10-02T09:39:17Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-10-02T09:39:17Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=30839&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sawera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Visit Fairy Land&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Oct 02, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 24px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Visit Fairy Land&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/09/115805,xcitefun-visit-7.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Think before</title>
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    <dc:creator>Sawera</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>Sawera</name>
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    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/think-before-t37925.html#113780</id>
    <issued>2009-10-02T09:28:00Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-10-02T09:28:00Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=30839&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sawera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Think before&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Oct 02, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 24px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Think before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 24px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue&quot;&gt;Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;One fine day, a bus driver went to the bus garage, started his bus, and drove off along the route.
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/09/115798,xcitefun-goofsm1.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;
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No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Story The Three Dolls</title>
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    <dc:creator>Sawera</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>Sawera</name>
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    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/story-the-three-dolls-t37804.html#113298</id>
    <issued>2009-09-29T05:23:16Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-09-29T05:23:16Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=30839&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sawera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Story The Three Dolls&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Sep 29, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 24px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Story The Three Dolls&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A sage presented a prince with a set of three small dolls. The prince was not amused.
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&amp;quot;Am I a girl that you give me dolls?&amp;quot; he asked.
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&amp;quot;This is a gift for a future king,&amp;quot; said the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Contradiction in Thinking</title>
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    <dc:creator>Sawera</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>Sawera</name>
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    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/contradiction-in-thinking-t37778.html#113035</id>
    <issued>2009-09-28T11:00:03Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-09-28T11:00:03Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=30839&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sawera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Contradiction in Thinking&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Sep 28, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Contradiction in Thinking&lt;/span&gt;
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    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Don,t Feel Fear</title>
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    <dc:creator>Sawera</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>Sawera</name>
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    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/don-t-feel-fear-t37771.html#112928</id>
    <issued>2009-09-27T16:15:55Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-09-27T16:15:55Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=30839&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sawera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Don,t Feel Fear&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Sep 27, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 24px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Don,t Feel Fear&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was a lion who feared nothing except the crowing of cocks. A chill would go down his spine whenever he heard a cock crowing.
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One day he confessed his fear to the elephant, who was greatly amused.
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“How can the crowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Corporate Lesson: The Washerman, Dog and Donkey ( COOL STORY</title>
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    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/corporate-lesson-the-washerman-dog-and-donkey-cool-story-t37423.html#111027</id>
    <issued>2009-09-15T06:06:14Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-09-15T06:06:14Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Corporate Lesson: The Washerman, Dog and Donkey ( COOL STORY&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Sep 15, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Good story with old version…
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There was once a washer man who had a donkey and a dog.
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One night when the whole world was sleeping, a thief broke into the 
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house, the washer man was fast asleep but the donkey and the dog 
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were awake.
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The dog decided not to bark since the master did not take good care 
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of him and wanted to teach him a lesson.
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The donkey got worried and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: THE KING'S LESSON ON CHARITY ( Good Story )</title>
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    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-kings-lesson-on-charity-good-story-t36978.html#108360</id>
    <issued>2009-09-02T08:29:28Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-09-02T08:29:28Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: THE KING'S LESSON ON CHARITY ( Good Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Sep 02, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A person was advised by a holy man to gift a vegetable a day and told 
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that he would attain great merit by doing so.
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The poor man strictly followed the advice. After death, he was reborn 
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in a royal family and grew up to become a king.
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He was able to recall what he had done in his past birth. So, he 
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continued to gift a vegetable a day.
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Surprisingly, after death, he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Top 15 Bizarre True Stories Must Read</title>
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    <dc:creator>AJQ</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>AJQ</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/top-15-bizarre-true-stories-must-read-t36108.html#121028</id>
    <issued>2009-08-18T07:11:36Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-08-18T07:11:36Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=29631&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;AJQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Top 15 Bizarre True Stories Must Read&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Aug 18, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;1. Bees who pay their respects&lt;/span&gt;
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Margaret Bell, who kept bees in Leintwardine, about 7 miles from her home in Ludlow, Shropshire (England), died in June 1994. Soon after her funeral, mourners were amazed to see hundreds of bees settle on the corner of the street opposite the house where she had lived for 26 years. The bees stayed for an hour before buzzing off over the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Easter Sunrise</title>
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    <dc:creator>maha</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>maha</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/easter-sunrise-t35831.html#101165</id>
    <issued>2009-08-14T08:20:35Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-08-14T08:20:35Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28750&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;maha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Easter Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Aug 14, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	Starring at her gravestone,
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At the break of day.
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On my weekly visit,
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Since she passed away. 
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Glimmers of first sunlight,
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Chase away the dark.
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As the brilliant sunlight,
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Brightens up the park. 
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Every morning's different,
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As the seasons come and go.
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Winter time will find me standing,
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In the winter snow. 
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In winter's chill you realize,
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That death is dark and cold.
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And it may visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: THINGS MAY NOT BE WHAT THEY APPEAR  (GOOD STORY )</title>
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    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/things-may-not-be-what-they-appear-good-story-t35285.html#100609</id>
    <issued>2009-08-06T14:55:44Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-08-06T14:55:44Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: THINGS MAY NOT BE WHAT THEY APPEAR  (GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Aug 06, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy 
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family.
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The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's 
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guest room.
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Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.
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As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in 
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the wall and repaired it.
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When the younger angel asked why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Always tell your wife the truth</title>
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    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/always-tell-your-wife-the-truth-t35085.html#100610</id>
    <issued>2009-08-01T12:34:31Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-08-01T12:34:31Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Always tell your wife the truth&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Aug 01, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt; A lady tells her husband to go to the store to buy some cigarettes.
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He walks down to the store only to find it closed. So he goes into a 
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nearby bar to use the vending machine.
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At the bar he sees a beautiful woman and starts talking to her.   
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They have a couple of beers and one thing leads to another and they end 
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up in her apartment.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: THINGS MAY NOT BE WHAT THEY APPEAR  ( GOOD STORY )</title>
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    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/things-may-not-be-what-they-appear-good-story-t34517.html#91702</id>
    <issued>2009-07-22T13:44:24Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-22T13:44:24Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: THINGS MAY NOT BE WHAT THEY APPEAR  ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 22, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy 
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family.
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The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's 
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guest room.
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Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.
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As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in 
&lt;br /&gt;
the wall and repaired it.
&lt;br /&gt;

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When the younger angel asked why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Cart Horse &amp; The Donkey  ( GOOD READING )</title>
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     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-cart-horse-and-the-donkey-good-reading-t34512.html#100611"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-cart-horse-and-the-donkey-good-reading-t34512.html#100611</id>
    <issued>2009-07-22T13:29:54Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-22T13:29:54Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Cart Horse &amp;amp; The Donkey  ( GOOD READING )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 22, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Once upon a time there were two cart-horses. They worked together for 
&lt;br /&gt;
many years, pulling the cart of a peasant. Over the years, they often 
&lt;br /&gt;
argued with each other, complaining that the other was not keeping to its 
&lt;br /&gt;
side, or was going just a little too quickly or just a little too slow.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
One day, one of the two horses suddenly died.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The remaining horse was very upset about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: MOUSE TRAP STORY ( GOOD STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/mouse-trap-story-good-story-t34357.html#90921"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/mouse-trap-story-good-story-t34357.html#90921</id>
    <issued>2009-07-19T15:12:46Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-19T15:12:46Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: MOUSE TRAP STORY ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 19, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his 
&lt;br /&gt;
wife open a package.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
What food might this contain? The mouse wondered - he was devastated 
&lt;br /&gt;
to discover it was a mousetrap.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning : There is 
&lt;br /&gt;
a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Ye jindagi ek maya hai ( COOL SMS )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/ye-jindagi-ek-maya-hai-cool-sms-t33738.html#88444"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/ye-jindagi-ek-maya-hai-cool-sms-t33738.html#88444</id>
    <issued>2009-07-11T15:40:53Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-11T15:40:53Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Ye jindagi ek maya hai ( COOL SMS )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 11, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Ye jindagi ek maya hai,
&lt;br /&gt;
Jivan me such kisne paya hai?
&lt;br /&gt;
Ek hum hai jo bhulte nahi apko,
&lt;br /&gt;
Aur ek aap hai jo kehte hai phir kambakt ka sms aya hai.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
..............................................
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Arz kiya hai….
&lt;br /&gt;
Teri ada hi kafi hai dil jalane ke liye,
&lt;br /&gt;
Teri ada hi kafi hai dil jalane ke liye,
&lt;br /&gt;
Itni lambi pant kyu pehni hai, chhoti si mungfali chhupane ke liye…?
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
..............................................
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Teacup  ( GOOD STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-teacup-good-story-t33737.html#89820"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-teacup-good-story-t33737.html#89820</id>
    <issued>2009-07-11T15:39:28Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-11T15:39:28Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Teacup  ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 11, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was a couple who used to go  to shop in the beautiful stores. They 
&lt;br /&gt;
both liked antiques and pottery and especially teacups. One day in this 
&lt;br /&gt;
beautiful shop they saw a beautiful teacup. They said, &amp;quot;May we see that? 
&lt;br /&gt;
We've never seen one quite so beautiful.&amp;quot; As the lady handed it to them, 
&lt;br /&gt;
suddenly the teacup spoke.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You don't understand,&amp;quot; it said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: THE LOVE STORY  ( GOOD STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-love-story-good-story-t33693.html#88306"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-love-story-good-story-t33693.html#88306</id>
    <issued>2009-07-11T08:29:33Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-11T08:29:33Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: THE LOVE STORY  ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 11, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;At 10th Grade:-
&lt;br /&gt;
As I sat there in English class,
&lt;br /&gt;
I stared at the girl next to me.
&lt;br /&gt;
She was my so called 'best friend'.
&lt;br /&gt;
I stared at her long, silky hair,
&lt;br /&gt;
And wished she was mine.
&lt;br /&gt;
But she didn't notice me like that,
&lt;br /&gt;
And I knew it.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
After class,
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked up to me and asked me for
&lt;br /&gt;
The notes she had missed the day before.
&lt;br /&gt;
I handed them to her.She said 'thanks'
&lt;br /&gt;
And gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: A Rebellious Little Bird ( GOOD STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-rebellious-little-bird-good-story-t33668.html#91124"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-rebellious-little-bird-good-story-t33668.html#91124</id>
    <issued>2009-07-10T16:05:39Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-10T16:05:39Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: A Rebellious Little Bird ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 10, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/07/95821,xcitefun-a-rebellious-little-bird.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was once a little bird who decided to rebel against tradition, and 
&lt;br /&gt;
when it came time to fly south for the winter, he decided to stay behind. 
&lt;br /&gt;
All the other birds flew south for the warmer weather, leaving the 
&lt;br /&gt;
rebellious one alone.
&lt;br /&gt;
 
&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, it wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Ant and the grasshopper</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/ant-and-the-grasshopper-t33660.html#88025"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/ant-and-the-grasshopper-t33660.html#88025</id>
    <issued>2009-07-10T15:38:59Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-10T15:38:59Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Ant and the grasshopper&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 10, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Ant and the grasshopper (Reality of INDIA under any rule)
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
An Old Story:
&lt;br /&gt;
==========
&lt;br /&gt;
The Ant works hard in the withering heat all summer building its house 
&lt;br /&gt;
and laying up supplies for the winter.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The Grasshopper thinks the Ant is a fool and laughs &amp;amp; dances &amp;amp; plays the 
&lt;br /&gt;
summer away.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Come winter, the Ant is warm and well fed. The Grasshopper has no food 
&lt;br /&gt;
or shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Cart Horse &amp; The Donkey  ( GOOD READING )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-cart-horse-and-the-donkey-good-reading-t33601.html#87667"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-cart-horse-and-the-donkey-good-reading-t33601.html#87667</id>
    <issued>2009-07-09T13:48:58Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-09T13:48:58Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Cart Horse &amp;amp; The Donkey  ( GOOD READING )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 09, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Once upon a time there were two cart-horses. They worked together for 
&lt;br /&gt;
many years, pulling the cart of a peasant. Over the years, they often 
&lt;br /&gt;
argued with each other, complaining that the other was not keeping to its 
&lt;br /&gt;
side, or was going just a little too quickly or just a little too slow.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
One day, one of the two horses suddenly died.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The remaining horse was very upset about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: TWO Frogs ( GOOD STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/two-frogs-good-story-t33320.html#86409"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/two-frogs-good-story-t33320.html#86409</id>
    <issued>2009-07-06T13:12:46Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-06T13:12:46Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: TWO Frogs ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 06, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell 
&lt;br /&gt;
into a deep pit. When the other frogs saw how deep the pit was, they told 
&lt;br /&gt;
the two frogs that they were as good as dead.
&lt;br /&gt;
 
&lt;br /&gt;
The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit 
&lt;br /&gt;
with all their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they 
&lt;br /&gt;
were as good as dead. Finally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: World’s Largest and Oldest Cultural Centers</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/worlds-largest-and-oldest-cultural-centers-t33150.html#85933"/>
    <dc:creator>laiq.shahid</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>laiq.shahid</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/worlds-largest-and-oldest-cultural-centers-t33150.html#85933</id>
    <issued>2009-07-04T14:35:25Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-04T14:35:25Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=29278&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;laiq.shahid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: World’s Largest and Oldest Cultural Centers&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 04, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;World’s Largest and Oldest Cultural Centers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Cairo, the triumphant city, known officially as al-Q&amp;#257;hirah is one of the world’s largest and oldest cultural centers. Because it has the largest and oldest of the Arab film industries, it has been dubbed the ‘Hollywood of The East,’ by observers. Notably, while Al-Qahirah is the official&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Breakfast at McDonalds ( GOOD STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/breakfast-at-mcdonalds-good-story-t32999.html#89818"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/breakfast-at-mcdonalds-good-story-t32999.html#89818</id>
    <issued>2009-07-03T04:38:51Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-03T04:38:51Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Breakfast at McDonalds ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 03, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until 
&lt;br /&gt;
the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my 
&lt;br /&gt;
college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every 
&lt;br /&gt;
human being had been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: A Millionaire &amp; Three Beggers ( LOVELY STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-millionaire-and-three-beggers-lovely-story-t32758.html#84052"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-millionaire-and-three-beggers-lovely-story-t32758.html#84052</id>
    <issued>2009-07-01T08:27:33Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-07-01T08:27:33Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: A Millionaire &amp;amp; Three Beggers ( LOVELY STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jul 01, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was a good-natured millionaire in the town. Three beggars thought 
&lt;br /&gt;
of approaching him for help. The first man went to the millionaire and 
&lt;br /&gt;
said: &amp;quot;O Lord! I want five rupees. Please give me.&amp;quot; The millionaire was 
&lt;br /&gt;
taken aback at this man's impudence. &amp;quot;What! You demand five rupees 
&lt;br /&gt;
from me as though I owe you the money! How dare you? How can I 
&lt;br /&gt;
afford to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Dreams ( BEAUTIFUL STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-dreams-beautiful-story-t32662.html#90988"/>
    <dc:creator>maha</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>maha</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-dreams-beautiful-story-t32662.html#90988</id>
    <issued>2009-06-30T11:40:03Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-30T11:40:03Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28750&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;maha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Dreams ( BEAUTIFUL STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 30, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged 
&lt;br /&gt;
us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look 
&lt;br /&gt;
around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find 
&lt;br /&gt;
a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that that lit up 
&lt;br /&gt;
her entire being.
&lt;br /&gt;
 
&lt;br /&gt;
She said, &amp;quot;Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Inspirational Story :King Genghis Khan &amp; his Hawk.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/inspirational-story-king-genghis-khan-and-his-hawk-t32583.html#90317"/>
    <dc:creator>editorawais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>editorawais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/inspirational-story-king-genghis-khan-and-his-hawk-t32583.html#90317</id>
    <issued>2009-06-30T04:33:57Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-30T04:33:57Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=26022&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;editorawais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Inspirational Story :King Genghis Khan &amp;amp; his Hawk.&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 30, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;One morning Genghis Khan, the great king and warrior, rode out into the woods to have a day's sport. Many of his friends were with him. They rode out gayly, carrying their bows and arrows. Behind them came the servants with the hounds.
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It was a merry hunting party. The woods rang with their shouts and laughter. They expected to carry much game home in the evening.   On the king's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Love &amp; Marriage ( LOVELY STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/love-and-marriage-lovely-story-t32540.html#83389"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/love-and-marriage-lovely-story-t32540.html#83389</id>
    <issued>2009-06-29T14:30:56Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-29T14:30:56Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Love &amp;amp; Marriage ( LOVELY STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 29, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A student asks a teacher, &amp;quot;What is love?&amp;quot;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The teacher said, &amp;quot;in order to answer your question, go to the wheat field 
&lt;br /&gt;
and choose the biggest wheat and come back.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back 
&lt;br /&gt;
to pick.&amp;quot;
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&lt;br /&gt;
The student went to the field, go thru first row, he saw one big wheat, but 
&lt;br /&gt;
he wonders....may be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Teacup ( GOOD STORY )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-teacup-good-story-t32452.html#82576"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-teacup-good-story-t32452.html#82576</id>
    <issued>2009-06-29T05:26:08Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-29T05:26:08Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Teacup ( GOOD STORY )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 29, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/06/89459,xcitefun-theteacup.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was a couple who used to go  to shop in the beautiful 
&lt;br /&gt;
stores. They both liked antiques and pottery and especially teacups. One 
&lt;br /&gt;
day in this beautiful shop they saw a beautiful teacup. They said, &amp;quot;May we 
&lt;br /&gt;
see that? We've never seen one quite so beautiful.&amp;quot; As&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: A beautiful love story ( Good Reading )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-beautiful-love-story-good-reading-t31918.html#80020"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-beautiful-love-story-good-reading-t31918.html#80020</id>
    <issued>2009-06-24T10:22:33Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-24T10:22:33Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: A beautiful love story ( Good Reading )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 24, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on 
&lt;br /&gt;
it, God had put all the human &amp;quot;qualities&amp;quot; in a separate room. Since all 
&lt;br /&gt;
the qualities were bored they decided to play hide &amp;amp; seek.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Madness&amp;quot; was one of the qualities and he shouted: &amp;quot;I want to count, 
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to count!&amp;quot; And since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek 
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Madness&amp;quot;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Eagle Story - Why is Change Required</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/eagle-story-why-is-change-required-t31868.html#79852"/>
    <dc:creator>editorawais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>editorawais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/eagle-story-why-is-change-required-t31868.html#79852</id>
    <issued>2009-06-24T04:15:34Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-24T04:15:34Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=26022&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;editorawais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Eagle Story - Why is Change Required&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 24, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/06/85565,xcitefun-1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/06/85564,xcitefun-2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/06/85563,xcitefun-3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/06/85562,xcitefun-4.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/06/85561,xcitefun-5.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: A SILENT LOVE ( Good Love Story )</title>
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     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-silent-love-good-love-story-t31655.html#78781"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/a-silent-love-good-love-story-t31655.html#78781</id>
    <issued>2009-06-22T08:49:11Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-22T08:49:11Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: A SILENT LOVE ( Good Love Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 22, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;From the very Beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her 
&lt;br /&gt;
dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background &amp;amp; 
&lt;br /&gt;
that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be 
&lt;br /&gt;
with him.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the 
&lt;br /&gt;
girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: &amp;quot;How deep is your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Parable Of The Spoons ( Short But Good Story )</title>
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     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-parable-of-the-spoons-short-but-good-story-t31299.html#76923"/>
    <dc:creator>maha</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>maha</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-parable-of-the-spoons-short-but-good-story-t31299.html#76923</id>
    <issued>2009-06-18T06:42:09Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-18T06:42:09Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28750&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;maha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Parable Of The Spoons ( Short But Good Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 18, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, 
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like. &amp;quot;The Lord led 
&lt;br /&gt;
the holy man to two doors.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of 
&lt;br /&gt;
the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large 
&lt;br /&gt;
pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: THE MAN WHO WILLED HIMSELF TO DIE ( Good Reading )</title>
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    <dc:creator>maha</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>maha</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-man-who-willed-himself-to-die-good-reading-t31251.html#76745</id>
    <issued>2009-06-17T14:25:27Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-17T14:25:27Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28750&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;maha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: THE MAN WHO WILLED HIMSELF TO DIE ( Good Reading )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 17, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was a man who worked for the railroad. One day as he went into 
&lt;br /&gt;
the freezer compartment to do his routine work, the door accidentally 
&lt;br /&gt;
closed and he found himself trapped in the compartment.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
He shouted for help but no one heard him since it was past midnight. He 
&lt;br /&gt;
tried to break down the door but he could not. As he lay in the freezer 
&lt;br /&gt;
compartment, he began to feel colder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Moral of the Story...</title>
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    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-moral-of-the-story-t31114.html#76152</id>
    <issued>2009-06-16T14:20:19Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-16T14:20:19Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Moral of the Story...&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 16, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;One day at the end of class little Billy's teacher has the class go home 
&lt;br /&gt;
and think of a story and then conclude the moral of that story....
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The next day Billy tells his story....
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;My dad fought in the Vietnam war, his plane was shot down over enemy 
&lt;br /&gt;
territory. He jumped out before it crashed with only a case of beer, a 
&lt;br /&gt;
machine gun and a machete. On the way down he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Perfect Heart .... ( Good Story )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-perfect-heart-good-story-t30950.html#75483"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-perfect-heart-good-story-t30950.html#75483</id>
    <issued>2009-06-15T13:47:21Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-15T13:47:21Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Perfect Heart .... ( Good Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 15, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town 
&lt;br /&gt;
proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was 
&lt;br /&gt;
perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had 
&lt;br /&gt;
ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Monkey and the Dolphin</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
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    <dc:creator>editorawais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>editorawais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/monkey-and-the-dolphin-t30881.html#75173</id>
    <issued>2009-06-14T16:26:31Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-14T16:26:31Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=26022&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;editorawais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Monkey and the Dolphin&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 14, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;One day long ago, some sailors set out to sea in their sailing ship.
&lt;br /&gt;
One of them brought his pet monkey along for the long journey.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
When they were far out at sea, a terrible storm overturned their ship. Everyone fell into the sea, and the monkey was sure that he would drown. Suddenly a dolphin appeared and picked him up.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
They soon reached the island and the monkey came down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Think Smart,Work Smart and Rest Smart</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
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    <dc:creator>editorawais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>editorawais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/think-smart-work-smart-and-rest-smart-t30880.html#75172</id>
    <issued>2009-06-14T16:25:08Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-14T16:25:08Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=26022&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;editorawais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Think Smart,Work Smart and Rest Smart&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 14, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt; 
&lt;br /&gt;
Once there was a group of man - a young hot-blooded chap and a big number of old folks, doing timber job in a jungle.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
This young chap is very hard working.
&lt;br /&gt;
He always continues to work through his break time
&lt;br /&gt;
and complains that those old folks were wasting time,
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
having to break few times a day to drink and chat.
&lt;br /&gt;
As times goes by, this young chap noticed that even though
&lt;br /&gt;
he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: How men get into trouble !!! ( Old Story )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/how-men-get-into-trouble-old-story-t30684.html#74524"/>
    <dc:creator>maha</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>maha</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/how-men-get-into-trouble-old-story-t30684.html#74524</id>
    <issued>2009-06-13T04:40:52Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-13T04:40:52Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28750&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;maha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: How men get into trouble !!! ( Old Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 13, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a 
&lt;br /&gt;
river, his axe fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord appeared 
&lt;br /&gt;
and asked, &amp;quot;Why are you crying?&amp;quot;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed 
&lt;br /&gt;
the axe to make his living.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Is this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Honesty ( Is The Best Policy )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
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    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/honesty-is-the-best-policy-t30606.html#74231</id>
    <issued>2009-06-12T03:59:46Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-12T03:59:46Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Honesty ( Is The Best Policy )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 12, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker. One day 
&lt;br /&gt;
the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound 
&lt;br /&gt;
and he found that he was not. This angered him and he took the 
&lt;br /&gt;
farmer to court.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure. The farmer 
&lt;br /&gt;
replied, &amp;quot;ur Honor, I am primitive. I don't have a proper measure, but 
&lt;br /&gt;
I do have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Inspiring ( Must Read Once )</title>
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     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/inspiring-must-read-once-t30312.html#73050"/>
    <dc:creator>maha</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>maha</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/inspiring-must-read-once-t30312.html#73050</id>
    <issued>2009-06-10T05:34:42Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-10T05:34:42Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28750&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;maha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Inspiring ( Must Read Once )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 10, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;My mother used to ask me: &amp;quot;What is the most important part of the 
&lt;br /&gt;
body?&amp;quot;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the 
&lt;br /&gt;
correct answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very 
&lt;br /&gt;
important to us as humans, so I said, &amp;quot;My ears, Mommy.&amp;quot;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Mother said, &amp;quot;No Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about 
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it and I will ask you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Faith ( Faith the Almighty )</title>
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     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/faith-faith-the-almighty-t30257.html#72839"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/faith-faith-the-almighty-t30257.html#72839</id>
    <issued>2009-06-09T13:44:31Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-09T13:44:31Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Faith ( Faith the Almighty )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 09, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Story told by  a man which is most frightening yet thought-provoking 
&lt;br /&gt;
experiences of his life. He had been on a long flight.  The first warning 
&lt;br /&gt;
of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane 
&lt;br /&gt;
flashed on: &amp;quot;Fasten your seat belts.&amp;quot;Then, after a while, a calm voice 
&lt;br /&gt;
said, &amp;quot;We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are 
&lt;br /&gt;
expecting a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Parable Of The Spoons ( Short But Good Story )</title>
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     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-parable-of-the-spoons-short-but-good-story-t29988.html#71908"/>
    <dc:creator>maha</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>maha</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-parable-of-the-spoons-short-but-good-story-t29988.html#71908</id>
    <issued>2009-06-06T07:07:31Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-06T07:07:31Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28750&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;maha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Parable Of The Spoons ( Short But Good Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 06, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and 
&lt;br /&gt;
said, &amp;quot;Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like. &amp;quot;The 
&lt;br /&gt;
Lord led the holy man to two doors.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle 
&lt;br /&gt;
of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was 
&lt;br /&gt;
a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Life Is Tough .... But....</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/life-is-tough-but-t29969.html#71863"/>
    <dc:creator>editorawais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>editorawais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/life-is-tough-but-t29969.html#71863</id>
    <issued>2009-06-06T04:21:53Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-06T04:21:53Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=26022&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;editorawais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Life Is Tough .... But....&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 06, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;First-year students at Texas A &amp;amp; M's Vet school were
&lt;br /&gt;
attending their first Anatomy class, with a dead pig.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
They all gathered around the surgery table with the body
&lt;br /&gt;
covered with a White sheet. The professor started the class by
&lt;br /&gt;
telling them, 'In Veterinary Medicine it is necessary to have
&lt;br /&gt;
two important qualities as a
&lt;br /&gt;
Doctor: The first is that you not be disgusted by anything
&lt;br /&gt;
involving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: FAIRY TALE ( Nice Story )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/fairy-tale-nice-story-t29947.html#71810"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/fairy-tale-nice-story-t29947.html#71810</id>
    <issued>2009-06-05T13:56:25Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-05T13:56:25Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: FAIRY TALE ( Nice Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 05, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Many years ago in a small Indian village,
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
A farmer had the misfortune Of owing a large sum of money to a 
&lt;br /&gt;
village moneylender.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The Moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer's 
&lt;br /&gt;
beautiful Daughter. So he proposed a bargain.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
He said he would forgo the farmer's debt if he could marry his 
&lt;br /&gt;
Daughter. Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by 
&lt;br /&gt;
the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Good Corn.... ( Short Story )</title>
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     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/good-corn-short-story-t29945.html#71803"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/good-corn-short-story-t29945.html#71803</id>
    <issued>2009-06-05T13:18:17Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-05T13:18:17Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Good Corn.... ( Short Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 05, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was a farmer who grew superior quality and award-winning corn.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honour 
&lt;br /&gt;
and prizes.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learnt something 
&lt;br /&gt;
interesting about how he grew it.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with 
&lt;br /&gt;
his neighbors.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How can you afford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: The Perfect Heart .... ( Good Story )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-perfect-heart-good-story-t29849.html#71364"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/the-perfect-heart-good-story-t29849.html#71364</id>
    <issued>2009-06-04T10:24:25Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-04T10:24:25Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: The Perfect Heart .... ( Good Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 04, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town 
&lt;br /&gt;
proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was 
&lt;br /&gt;
perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had 
&lt;br /&gt;
ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more 
&lt;br /&gt;
loudly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Darde dil me gam ki kaliya ( Heart Break SMS )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/darde-dil-me-gam-ki-kaliya-heart-break-sms-t29835.html#71288"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/darde-dil-me-gam-ki-kaliya-heart-break-sms-t29835.html#71288</id>
    <issued>2009-06-04T08:29:55Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-04T08:29:55Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Darde dil me gam ki kaliya ( Heart Break SMS )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 04, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;Darde dil me gam ki kaliya khilti hai,
&lt;br /&gt;
Aab to tanhai aaksar hamse milti hai,
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Aapne band kiya jabse SMS karna,
&lt;br /&gt;
MOBILE ki battery zyada chalti hai!
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
..........................................
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
MOHABBAT means...
&lt;br /&gt;
M - aut
&lt;br /&gt;
O - oljhan
&lt;br /&gt;
H - aarna
&lt;br /&gt;
A - asoo
&lt;br /&gt;
B - barbadi
&lt;br /&gt;
B - ewafai
&lt;br /&gt;
A - ndhera
&lt;br /&gt;
T - anhai,
&lt;br /&gt;
I agree?
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you?
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
..........................................
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Teri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Magical frog ( Must Read this Story )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/magical-frog-must-read-this-story-t29834.html#71287"/>
    <dc:creator>postman</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>postman</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/magical-frog-must-read-this-story-t29834.html#71287</id>
    <issued>2009-06-04T08:29:01Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-04T08:29:01Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=28377&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;postman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Magical frog ( Must Read this Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 04, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;A Woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
 She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
 The frog said to her, &amp;quot;If you release me from this trap, I will grant 
&lt;br /&gt;
you three wishes.&amp;quot;
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
 The woman freed the frog, and the frog said, &amp;quot;Thank you,but I failed  
&lt;br /&gt;
to mention that there was a condition to your wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Unopened CDs ( Very Good Story )</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/unopened-cds-very-good-story-t29672.html#70761"/>
    <dc:creator>awais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>awais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/unopened-cds-very-good-story-t29672.html#70761</id>
    <issued>2009-06-03T03:47:23Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-06-03T03:47:23Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=4558&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;awais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Unopened CDs ( Very Good Story )&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Jun 03, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 17px; line-height: normal&quot;&gt;There was once a guy who suffered from cancer... A cancer that can't 
&lt;br /&gt;
be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, 
&lt;br /&gt;
he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never 
&lt;br /&gt;
went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out 
&lt;br /&gt;
for once.
&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
So he asked his mother and she gave him permission. He walked down 
&lt;br /&gt;
his block and found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title mode="escaped">Story Time :: Parable of the Rose</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html"
     href="http://forum.xcitefun.net/parable-of-the-rose-t29284.html#69229"/>
    <dc:creator>editorawais</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Story Time</dc:subject>
    <author>
		<name>editorawais</name>
    </author>
    <id>http://forum.xcitefun.net/parable-of-the-rose-t29284.html#69229</id>
    <issued>2009-05-30T17:36:02Z</issued>
    <modified>2009-05-30T17:36:02Z</modified>
	<content type="text/html" mode="escaped">Author: &lt;a href=&quot;http://forum.xcitefun.net/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=26022&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;editorawais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
	Subject: Parable of the Rose&lt;br /&gt;Posted: May 30, 2009 (GMT 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;
	&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold&quot;&gt;A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, He examined it.  He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought,
&lt;br /&gt;
 
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns?&amp;quot;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and before it was ready to bloom, it died.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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