The Scorched Soul Erotica...

I tagged myself on a photograph on Facebook. And when i login again, this is what i saw. It was the description of my friend's album. And i said, this goes on my blog...:D Wasn't born to follow Oh I'd rather go and journey where the diamond crest is flowing and Run across the valley beneath the sacred mountain and Wander through the forest Where the trees have leaves of prisms and break the light in colors That no one knows the names of And when it's time I'll go and wait beside a legendary fountain Till I see your form reflected in it's clear and jewelled waters And if you think I'm re ady You may lead me to the chasm where the rivers of our vision Flow into one another I will want to die beneath the white cascading waters She may beg, she may plead, she may argue with her logic And then she'll know the things I learned That really have no value in the end she will surely know I wasn't born to follow.  [1] [1]  The Byrds

Muslims have been ordained by Allah to offer prayers 5 times a day. The prayer timings keep changing with the seasons, and most of us use a table available at the local mosque to determine the time of prayer. These days, you can even download and install a software on your mobile or computer that can tell you the time based on your location. [1] A lot of us don’t know how namaz timings are calculated, and its pretty simple actually. Even if you don’t have your cell phone with you or the table with the namaz timings given on them, you can still determine whether its time for namaz or not. How? It’s simple. There are 5 namaz times, and the duration within which that namaz can be offered is calculated as below: Fajr: This is the first namaz of the day and is offered before sunrise. The time for Fajr begins when you can see dawn, and ends just at sunrise. Mathematically, some people determine dawn when the sun is 18˚ below the horizon, but for most of us, the early morning

(Found this in my mailbox...and the memories came flooding back...So good luck reading :) )   Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you're in diapers, the next day you're gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul. I remember a place, a town, a house like a lot of other houses, a yard like a lot of other yards, on a street like a lot of other streets. And the thing is, after all these years, I still look back, with wonder     what would u do if i sang out of tune would u stand up & walk out on me? Lend me your ears & I’ll sing u a song & I’ll try not to sing out of key   Love can tear and rip you apart. It can kill you. But if you're lucky, it can put you back together...   When you are a little kid you are a bit of everything; Scientist, Philosopher, Artist. Sometimes it seems like growing up is giving these things up one at a time...   ...Children leave...and parents stay behind. Still, some things are