<?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-8430476</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:09:36.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cozy Corner</title><subtitle type='html'>To share whatever comes to my mind as I continue in this journey of my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109725747122714527</id><published>2004-10-08T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:44:31.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to your goal</title><summary type='text'>When you push yourself too much to achieve something in life without enjoying the process, after you reach your goal you are sure to feel an emptiness, a sense of void.  Achievement alone will not give you the complete happiness, but the happiness lies in the path that you take to reach your destination.  "Journey to your destination" is very important and it is the one which will give you total </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109725747122714527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109725747122714527' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109725747122714527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109725747122714527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/journey-to-your-goal.html' title='Journey to your goal'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109725560558436848</id><published>2004-10-08T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:31:42.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeless Wisdom</title><summary type='text'>I read the articles in this website and I felt an inner strength and inner peace after reading them.  It is so simple to live a beautiful and peaceful life when we shed our egos, stress and anxiety.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.artofliving.org/v2/wisdom.htm' title='Timeless Wisdom'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109725560558436848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109725560558436848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109725560558436848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109725560558436848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/timeless-wisdom.html' title='Timeless Wisdom'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109700111085420947</id><published>2004-10-05T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T11:31:50.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Important things in life....</title><summary type='text'>After I read this, I re-priotized stuff in my daily life...some things do slide in life when you are heading towards your goals..a really good one with food for thought..A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front ofhim. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and emptymayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109700111085420947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109700111085420947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109700111085420947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109700111085420947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/important-things-in-life.html' title='Important things in life....'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109700076974804542</id><published>2004-10-05T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T11:26:09.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Box..</title><summary type='text'>Another good one....Some time ago a man punished his 5-year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became even more upset when the child pasted the gold paper so as to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."The father </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109700076974804542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109700076974804542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109700076974804542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109700076974804542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/golden-box.html' title='Golden Box..'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109699997756731861</id><published>2004-10-05T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T11:22:11.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><summary type='text'>Someone forwarded this to me and I really liked it very much..A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies forSale."  The signs have a way of attracting children. Soon a little boy appeared at the sign and asked, "How much are you gonna sell those puppies for?"The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30-$50."  The little boy reached into his pocket and pulled out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109699997756731861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109699997756731861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109699997756731861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109699997756731861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109690316113863533</id><published>2004-10-04T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:19:21.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror on the wall...</title><summary type='text'>The most beautiful reflection of oneself is the one you see in a loved one's eyes.No mirror in the world can show you anything perfect as that.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109690316113863533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109690316113863533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109690316113863533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109690316113863533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='Mirror Mirror on the wall...'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109666721045026911</id><published>2004-10-01T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:10:31.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Old Gracefully??</title><summary type='text'>I just celebrated my birthday 2 weeks ago...and something I noticed in myself is that I no longer feel great and excited on my birthdays any more!! I pondered over my state for a little while and a realization dawned upon me.When I was young (wait a sec...never in my dreams I thought I would be saying that so soon......er..maybe I should correct it and say..'younger'..yup that feels good!) ..so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109666721045026911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109666721045026911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109666721045026911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109666721045026911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/getting-old-gracefully.html' title='Getting Old Gracefully??'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430476.post-109664172495231442</id><published>2004-10-01T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T07:42:04.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Joy and Happiness</title><summary type='text'>Have you experienced this...a moment suddenly when you feel happy without any reason and everything around you seems just perfect and you feel like hugging everyone and appreciate everything around you?  Sounds crazy?? :-)  But suddenly I felt such a pure bliss this morning while driving to work..and even though there were pressing issues both at work and in personal life..everything seemed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/feeds/109664172495231442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8430476&amp;postID=109664172495231442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109664172495231442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8430476/posts/default/109664172495231442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umasrinivasan.blogspot.com/2004/10/pure-joy-and-happiness.html' title='Pure Joy and Happiness'/><author><name>Uma Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06051735952267520088</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
