Eeeeeeek Unwanted Hair!!!

Talking about unwanted hairs both sex have unwanted hairs in their body. Everybody wishes to be fresh and energetic. Hair Removed according to the level of hairs in the body.Hair is mainly removed from the hands, legs, arms, underarms, bikini area, face, and eyebrows.

Waxing, sugaring, and electrolysis are the most preferred methods for permanent body hair removal.I know its Painful.Laser treatments are also used for permanent body hair removal.But too expensive heheh. You can do Waxing by appling wax over the hairs and then a cotton strip is rubbed on the wax in the direction of the hair growth. Waxing removes the hairs from the roots and hence the regrowth of hairs in the removed area takes between 6 to 8 weeks. After hair removal through waxing even if the hair grows it is thinner and is sparser in the area.Upon further hair removal the hair may go off permanently. Hair growth inhibitor is used after body hair removal through waxing is usually done to reduce the growth of hairs in that area.The there is Sugaring,It is also a method that is used for hair removal permanently. The difference is the sugar paste instead of wax for removal. Whether a you are using waxing or sugaring it is advised to use a hair growth inhibitor after the removal of hairs to prevent hair growth or to slow down the growth of hairs.

Electrolysis and Laser treatments remove the hairs permanently from the skin. In these methods the hair follicle is destroyed so that the hair does not grow again. Electrolysis method uses needles to supply electric current to the hair follicles. As a result this electric current creates some chemical changes or generates heat to destroy the hair follicles. In Laser treatment the laser beams are directed towards the hair follicles to destroy it. Laser treatments are costly when compared to other methods of hair removal.

Have you ever tried any of this Hair removing tricks. Hehehe. You better get away from those unwanted hairs.... dho. :) :) :) :) hahahahaa

Wish I Had Wings......

I don't know how to describe this story. It really has touched my heart . I couldn't believe that at the end of the story I could feel my tears rolling down my cheeks. It's a short story of what a family undergoes, when their only daughter takes to bed..... So i thought of bloggin it to you guys to read. And here it is.

Nancy walked down the desolate Lobby and settled behind the Reception counter. A proletarian in the profession, the loneliness of the hospital's lobby during night hours was still new to her. Preoccupied in deciding what to order for dinner, she was swinging in her chair, when the red emergency light started flashing on the board. It read Room 9. She immediately pushed the green button on intercom and announced - "Paging Dr. Singh for an emergency. Please report immediately to room 9." She repeated the message twice and then just set the receiver back and rushed down the south-east aisle. On her way, she was joined by Dr. Singh, and few other nurses. They entered Room 9, which was dark, except for the heart monitors which glowed insanely. The silence of the room was torn by the shrill noise of the life saving gadgetry that occupied most part of the room. Dr. Singh switched on the lights, to reveal a sad state in front of their eyes. The pole, to which the glucose bottle dangled once, was now parallel to ground, creating a puddle of colored fluid. The originally white bed sheet was now partly red and was indecisive whether it should be on floor or on the bed. With wires running between the heart monitors and oxygen cylinders, the matrix rested on a small figure cocooned in the bed-sheet. Among all this, lying on the ground was Anjali with foam dripping down her lips and her body quivering like a fish outside the water.
Anjali turned 10 on the day she was brought to the Holy Spirit hospital a month back, and she never actually left Room 9 after that. Her 10th birthday did not offer her as many gifts as many copious tests she underwent. Blood tests, urine tests, stool tests, X-Rays, just to be followed by MRI. The piles of reports that these tests generated were all hinting what Dr. Singh was dreading to even speculate. They all hinted that Anjali was suffering from "Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease" (CJD). CJD was a rare fatal disease of the central nervous system and the text book definition of the CJD suggested --

***CJD is a dementing disease of the brain caused by an unconventional, transmissible agent (prion).
Symptoms of CJD include forgetfulness, nervousness, jerky trembling hand movements, unsteady gait, muscle spasms, chronic dementia, balance disorder, and loss of facial expression.***

Considered as the pioneer of Neurology in India Dr. Singh was an uncrowned king of medicine kingdom. As his watery eyes stared at Anjali's reports, his cell phone vibrated.
"Singh Speaking."
"Hi Karan, Bose here. I just got your voice message, and you sounded tense. Is everything ok?"
"Sir, Sorry to bother you at this late hour but I have this very unusual case and I wanted a second opinion. Or to be precise, your opinion."
Dr. Bose was Dr. Karan Singh's mentor-cum-God-Father. Dr. Singh did not believe in God, but he believed in his GOD-FATHER. He believed that possibly he can be wrong in his analysis, but Dr. Bose would never. This time, Dr. Singh wished he was wrong. The conversation between them went on for close to an hour and just concluded with Dr. Bose saying --
"Karan, I know it's hard to believe, and also the chance of such a case is 1 in million, but we have to accept the fact that, the 1 unfortunate person is right in front of us. She is a clear case of CJD and there is no cure for this. Rest I leave it to you how you break this news to her folks." As he pressed the red button on his cell phone, Dr. Singh just sank in his chair and wondered how he was going to face Anjali's parents.
Next morning, Dr. Singh entered the room, and saw Mr. and Mrs. Suri sitting on the bed next to Anjali. She was awake, and attempting to arm wrestles her macho Dad.
"Good Morning, Princess. Did you meet the Prince in your dreams yesterday?" Dr. Singh teased to put a smile on Anjali's face and the 10 year old princess blushed. Then as always, he dug deep into the pocket of his white over-coat and came out with a 5-Star chocolate.
"Mr. Suri, we need to talk. If you don't mind can we go to my cabin?"
Dr. Singh and Aditya (Aditya Suri - an Advetising Icon and Anjali's dad) left the room, while Neelima (Anjali's mom) sat next to her combing her tousled hair. Dr. Singh seated across Aditya and the room echoed with a concerning silence, as he hunted for words.
"Mr. Suri, we have identified Anjali as a case of Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease. It's a very rare disease, so rare that only 1 in a million gets as badly affected as Anjali."
"I...I..I am confused doctor, how bad is it? More details please?"
"Hmm.....you will start seeing some changes in Anjali soon. Within a week, she would start showing symptoms of Dementia. She will not recognize you or your wife, or even me for that matter. At times she would suddenly remember you, and would act normal. The week after that she would loose her control over her peripheral organs, and she might not be able to move her hands and her head. This occurs due to a condition in the brain and as it spreads, it will affect her various abilities and functions..."
Dr. Singh stopped and couldn't complete his sentence looking at Aditya. His eyes that were only moist till now, could no longer contain the heaviness of the tears accruing. He couldn't stop them from running down his cheeks, even though he attempted to close his eyes.
"Do we have a cure doc? or do I have to ask how many days Anjali will live?"
Dr. Singh's silence answered for him. As he frolicked with the pen in his hand (lousily attempting to hide his nevousness) he tried to calculate an approximate number.
"Mr. Suri, I think we just have 2 weeks."
Aditya saw his world falling apart. A million thoughts raced in his head, all converging to one -- "Why not me? Why that poor angel of mine? Why Anjali?"
Next day, on special requests which Dr. Singh made to the management, Aditya and Neelima practically shifted their living base in that small hospital room. Room No. 9 was Suri family's new home, and they didn't know for how long. By the end of that week Anjali had already lost her ability to walk, and would just look outside the window to see other kids play around.
It was just another morning for Anjali fresh and beautiful, totally ignorant about the fears which her father horned through the night. Every morning thereon Aditya and Neelima would wake up with an uncertainty whether they would see Anjali alive.
As Aditya sat next to her pillow, he stared at his little angel. Her innocent eyes stared back at him with no expressions. Her hair had started graying, and there were streaks of dark patches under her eyes. Her lips all chapped and skin all wrecked. Aditya was fighting the reality and didn't want to believe what his eyes were seeing. There were days when she would irritate him by nagging, but today she was not speaking. Innumerable times Aditya would have wished to tie her up in a chair, since she would run around the house and trouble him and Neelima. But today, Aditya wanted her to run, play with him, make him a horse and ride him, pinch her mother and run away. But the thought that she cannot do it, literally hurt Aditya like hundred knives piercing his heart.
"Papa, will I ever be able to walk again?" Anjali suddenly asked, as she looked at the kids playing outside.
Aditya was silent; his brain urging him to tell her the truth but his heart was not willing. Dr Singh had already warned him that such questions would come from Anjali, and had told him not to lie or give false hopes. Neelima could see that Aditya was choking, and it was not easy for him to lie to his little child. He wished so much that he could tell her that she can dance, run around and do whatever she wanted, but he knew he would not be honest to her.
"Anju, do you remember what you had told GOD last time you prayed? You thanked him for giving you most beloved parents and you also told him that they were special to you. So now he's very happy with you, and he's turned you also into a special child. You are very different from all the girls in your school, and out of all of them he's chosen you especially as his own little butterfly. Soon you will get wings on your back. Here....right here behind your shoulders, and then you will be able to fly. You would no longer have to walk....."
Trying real had to keep the fake smile on his face, Aditya showed a small butterfly outside the window. Anjali got excited, and kept looking at the butterfly. Anjali no longer regretted that she was loosing her legs, because she now believed that she would get wings. Neelima had seen a smile on her face after many days.
As days passed by, Anjali's health deteriorated and soon she lost her ability to move her hands too. She had grown very weak and absolutely no movements were possible without someone's help. The only moving parts were her eyelids and her lips. She was still able to talk, but no one knew for how long. Every morning she would ask her mom to check her shoulders and see if she got her wings? And Neelima swallowing her tears would lie to her saying they were there but were still developing. Aditya and Neelima were physically tired, but not tired emotionally. Aditya was strong, and he would stand by Neelima till the end of this ordeal. It wasn't easy for her to see Anjali her only child die a slow death in front of her eyes, but she managed to keep a happy face whenever she was around Anjali.
Sunday 14th-August, Aditya was sitting next to Anjali, when she said in a very slow tone barely audible --
"Papa, you lied to me. I am not getting any wings, and I know won't be able to walk too. Can you at-least show me my childhood videotapes where I used to run around? I want to see how it was when I walked. Please papa...."
Aditya could not take it anymore and with tears flowing uncontrollably from his red eyes he dashed out of the room. Neelima wanted to so badly hug Anjali and cry her heart out, but the life saving gadgetry stood between the daughter and her mom. By late evening Aditya with help of Dr. Singh arranged a TV connected to Video Recorder and few of her childhood tapes. Aditya picked one tape marked - "Anjali - 2nd Birthday Bash" and slid it in the recorder. The images on the screen, with Anjali walking around in a big diaper, smiling at the camera and hands full of chocolate cake could no longer contain Neelima's tears. As Aditya changed the tapes one after another Anjali smiled at few occasions. Then she told her mom to tilt her head towards the window, and as she lay there motionless, staring into the void of the Open Window a butterfly rested on the window pane. The music which the heart-monitors were playing so far suddenly went silent and a horizontal line replaced the spikes.
Our butterfly got her wings, and flew off to a distant land...........

Childhood Life

The most enjoying days of life,
Is the Childhood life.
It always went our way,
and it did not sway.

Lot of time to play,
and waste all day.
No time to worry,
or to be in a hurry.

There was no tension,
that we could mention.
Such a pleasant life,
was childhood life.

Oh! I wish to get it back,
but all the memories are in a rack.
And they are like treasure,
that we always cherish.
We remember this treasure,
till the time we perish.

Created by Aisha
Thanx

Jazeera

A new web site of Maldivian News.Check it out... There is a news about Solah's Post-mortem. And many more. Just wanted to tell you guy's. here is the link http://www.jazeera.com.mv
Have fun and tc.

Embarrasing Moment

One of my family sis planned to out shopping with her fellow friends. She had to meet them in a nearby shop sharp 8:30pm. It take time to a girl to get ready. As a result she was very very late. So in a hurry she left home.
After walking for 4 to 5 minutes she met her friends. As they approched to the next shop. One of her friends pointed out that something was stuck to her High heels. She qiucky raised her long Skirt and to her suprise it was like a nightmare come true. All the way from home to this shop she has been walking with a Bra stuck to her heels. Can you imagine. OMG!!!! soooooo embarrasing dho. But what to do now. Except putting it back to her hand bag.
Her friends laughed all day talking about the funny incident.She blushed 10 x more than she ever did. She says" Think about how many people who have seen me this way".It really sucks.Truly embarrasing.... :) funny dho.

Stop Abusing And Protect The Innocent

A child can be physicaly or psychologicaly harmed or injured due to abuse. Child abuse includes physical abuse, emotional abuse, sexual abuse and neglect.
A Child is Physicaly abused when parents or other adults deliberately injure a child or do nothing to prevent it. This includes hitting, shaking, biting and kicking, and can also be giving children alcohol or drugs. Using excessive force when feeding or changing a baby, and trying to drown or suffocate also come into this category. Injuries caused in physical abuse include bruises, burns and broken bones. The most serious cases can result in brain damage and even death.
A child is emotionally abused when parents continuously fail to show love and affection to a child. This might also be when parents or other adults constantly use sarcasm, threaten, criticise, yell at or taunt a child. Emotional abuse can destroy a child's self-esteem, making them fearful and withdrawn. All children need love and praise to feel confident and loveable. The effects of emotional abuse are serious and long-lasting, causing difficulties in relationships, mental health and confidence in adult life.
A child is Neglected when parents fail to meet a child's basic needs for food, warmth, clothing or medical attention. This can also mean leaving children to fend for themselves when they're too young and immature to manage this - leaving them home alone without adult supervision, for example. Neglected children may be very withdrawn or very aggressive, and can develop health problems or have difficulty coping in school.
A child is Sexualy abused when an adult, or sometimes an older child, uses a child for sexual gratification. This might mean forcing a child to carry out sexual acts, including sexual touching, oral sex and intercourse. It can include 'flashing' and indecent exposure, deliberately showing a child adult pornographic videos or magazines, and filming or photographing children in a sexual way. Both boys and girls are sexually abused, and it can happen to very young children - even babies - as well as older ones. The effects of sexual abuse are long-lasting and highly damaging. It can cause problems in adult personal relationships. Some children who are abused in this way may go on to become abusers themselves.
We must work to increase public awareness of abusing and to help children and young people protect themselves.Services like therapy and counselling to help children come to terms with what has happened to them and move forward in life will help the most.And also offering support to non-abusing parents to help them protect their children in the future. And please protect the innocent.If you have any concerns about the safety of a child, it's better to trust your instincts and take action to make sure that any abuse is stopped.Start standing up for the kids, and stop sticking by the adults.

Deformed Babies Due To War

This is really heart rending to see these cute babies that i have blogged has been deformed due to the use of massive amount of uranium munitions used by the US forces in the initial bombing. Due to this massive amount of congenital deformities occured all over Afghanistan. As a result the rate of various cancers went up significantly. Leukemia and esophageal cancers were very high among children. According to doctors at maternity and children hospitals in Kabul, the rate of various congenital deformities have been increased by many folds since the US invasion. In fact, the magnitude of man made isotopes was established by the Uranium Medical Research Center after their investigators made trips to Afghanistan and collected urine and soil samples. They established that the rate of man made isotopes was gone up 2000 times in some subjects located near the bombed areas.
Since uranium used in the weapons have a half-life of 4.5 billion years, the US forces ensured that generations of Afghans will suffer from cancers and deformities. This is certainly not development. In fact, it is the biggest crime ever committed by anyone in the history of humanity.How could anyone forgive them for what they have done?.How can they change it back? They have detroyed every parents dream.They have destroyed the future of these little babies.Will these babies ever be happy? no they won't, they will remember this forever. They will never forget this incident.I wish I could help these babies.Think how you will feel if it was you baby.

Last Night I watched a hindi film called "Delhii Heights" with my Prince Charming. So I thought of Sharing it with you guyz. And here is a review of that film.
In this film Abi [Jimmy Shergill] and Suhana [Neha Dhupia] are a newly-wed couple who live in a building complex called Delhii Heights. They work for rival companies. In the same society live Timmy [Om Puri], his wife Ruby [Kamini Khana] and their daughter Sweety. Abi’s friend Bobby [Rohit Roy] and his wife Saima [Simone Singh] also live in the same complex.
Due to their tiresome and tedious professional lives, Abi and Suhana are not able to dedicate ample time to each other and have to compromise on many occasions. On the other hand, Bobby is a compulsive flirt. When Suhana and Bobby dance on Holi and when they meet at Suhana’s house for a business chat, Abi begins to feel uncomfortable with Bobby being around too much and gets a little possessive. All these factors reduce the tolerance level of the couple.
Abi and Suhana, employed with rival companies, are working on the same deal and it seems to be going in favor of Abi. But at the end moment, the deal goes in favor of Suhana’s company. Abi feels Suhana has taken advantage by reading his confidential documents and taking the deal away from him. He has a tiff with her and does not even give her a chance to explain her viewpoint. Saima is fed up of her husband’s flirtatious ways and catches him red-handed one day. In the tension that follows, Bobby meets with an accident. Since she loves him, she takes care of him until he recovers. Bobby begs for another chance. That incident changes their lives.
Meanwhile, Abi realizes his fault and apologizes to Suhana, realizing that she was not responsible for anything and had never broken his trust in the first place. All’s well that ends well. Other tracks are that of a group of friends who are just having fun and play pranks.
This film has some good points for a married couple but the story is too predictable to keep the audiences hooked. If the director had concentrated on the main plot instead of meandering in too many directions, it could have been a good movie. heheh.... It's the end. oh! and do u Know what time the film finished , oh! it was 3:23 Am hehehe...

A Medical Problem

Here is another joke I found today.Check it out.What happen was an old woman came into her doctor's office and confessed to an embarrassing problem. "I fart all the time, Doctor Johnson, but they're soundless, and they have no odor. In fact, since I've been here, I've farted no less than twenty times. What can I do?"

"Here's a prescription, Mrs. Harris. Take these pills three times a day for seven days and come back and see me in a week."

Next week an upset Mrs. Harris marched into Dr. Johnson's office. "Doctor, I don't know what was in those pills, but the problem is worse! I'm farting just as much, but now they smell terrible! What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Calm down, Mrs. Harris," said the doctor soothingly. "Now that we've fixed your sinuses, we'll work on your hearing!!!"
hehehe funny isn't it. I'll post another joke as soon as possible.

Oh!.....What a day

So I got up this morning, thinking I'll be on a super-charged mode today, that I'll be able to finish all my java assignments so I can really kick it tomorrow.

1 hour into my assignment, I found myself distracted by a movie on the telly. ;)
Surprisingly, I was able to finish my seemingly-easy java assignment before the final whistle, so for awhile there, I thought there wasn't really much of a distraction going on. But oh, how wrong I was. As soon as lunch was over, so were my super-charged powers. My fingers grew increasingly numb, my brain was spiralling downhill and the weather just made it so perfect for taking a long, indulgent nap. I blame the fact that it's a Friday. It's a freakin' Friday! I should be out! I should be going out, I should be with my love, enjoying and laughing over coffee! Staying in and working is just wrong.

Then, reality sinks in and I realise how screwed I'll be if I don't finish my work today. After all, tomorrow's Saturday. And i have to finnish it for Saturday.So I'ts going to be worse if I dont finish it. Also, I tell myself it'll be even more wrong to work on Night. But did it work?

Just look at what I'm doing now.

Guess I'll continue to be sluggish all day.

Cinderella and the Pumpkin...

We all know how Cinderella wanted to go to the ball but her wicked stepmother wouldn't let her and then the fairy godmother pops up and gives Cinderella some good news: The fairy godmother tells Cinderella that she will provide for her everything she needs to go to the ball, but only on 2 conditions. Cinderella asks what she needs to do and the fairy godmother replies, "First, you must wear a diaphragm." Cinderella's mouth drops open and says, "You must be crazy! I'm on the pill, and I don't need to wear a diaphragm." The fairy godmother reminds Cinderella about all the handsome princes that will be attending the ball that night, and Cinderella agrees to wear a diaphragm. "Well, what's the second condition?" Cinderella asked. The fairy godmother replies, "You must be back home by 2:00 AM. Well, Cinderella explains that if she's gonna go party with the princes, she wants to be out all night long. The fairy godmother tells Cinderella that if she's not home by 2AM, then her diaphragm will turn into a pumpkin and reminds her that at least she'll be with the princes most of the evening, so Cinderella agrees to be home at 2AM...

At 2AM, Cinderella doesn't show up...3AM, no Cinderella...4AM, no Cinderella...finally, at 5AM, Cinderella shows up at the door with a huge grin on her face.

The fairy godmother stands up and looks at Cinderella and says, "Where the hell have you been? Your diaphragm was supposed to turn into a pumpkin 3 hours ago!!!" Cinderella tells the fairy godmother that she met a prince and he took care of it for her. The fairy godmother wonders about a prince with this type of power and asks Cinderella his name to which she replies, "I can't remember, but it was Peter Peter something or other...."