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Roger_ksa

Saudi Arabia

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January 9, 2009

Parents!! .. what a wonderful word in this life.
Parents!! .. what a lovely word in a house.
Parents!! .. what a helpful word in life experience.

any parents in this world are existing to share their experience for there sons or even there daughters.. they always give us advice and tips which are related to the life whenever we need as a gift with nice package, just like what they always say "my son/doughter don't go through this experience, I had gone through it before and this is the result or what I have gained from it.."

I want to seize this opportunity to say:
In business field they said "Customers always right!!"
In life field I would say "Parents always right!!"

let's show our obey for them..
because this life without them is bland!!

Best regards,

07:44 AM Jan 09 2009

Lara105

Lara105
China

Cherish our parents

05:27 AM Jan 09 2009

Roger_ksa

Roger_ksa
Saudi Arabia

thanks a bundle Emilly :)

 

05:13 AM Jan 09 2009

Emilly

Emilly
Saudi Arabia

What a wonderful bolg u have brother...

wallah i love it soooooooooooooo much..

insha'a Allah Our Allah will help us 2 obey our parents....

thnx.....

January 5, 2009

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feizsXt7AqQ&feature=related

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair,
Warm smell of Colitas rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light.
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,
I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell.
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell."
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say,

("Welcome to the Hotel California.)
Such a lovely place. (Such a lovely place.)
Such a lovely face.
There's plenty of room at the Hotel California.
Any time of year (any time of year),
You can find it here."

Her mind is Tiffany -twisted,
She got the Mercedes-Benz, ungh.
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys,
That she calls friends.
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget.

So I called up the Captain,
"Please bring me my wine."
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here
Since nineteen sixty-nine."
((And still those voices are calling from far away,))
Wake you up in the middle of the night,
Just to hear them say,

("Welcome to the Hotel California.)
Such a lovely place. (Such a lovely place.)
Such a lovely face.
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California.
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise),
Bring your alibis."

Mirrors on the ceiling,
Pink champagne on ice.
And she said, "We are all just
Prisoners here, of our own device."
And in their master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast.
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast.

Last thing I remember,
I was running for the door.
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before.
"Relax," said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!"

November 11, 2008

I move on like a sinner’s prayer
I Let it go like a levee breaks
Walk away as if I don’t care
Learn to shoulder my mistakes.

I’m Built to fade like your favorite song
Get reckless when there’s no need.
Laugh as your stories ramble on
Break my heart, but it won’t bleed
My only friends are pirates, it’s just who I am
I’m better as a memory, than as your man.

Never sure when the truth won’t do
I’m pretty good on a lonely night
I move on the way a storm blows through
I never stay, but then again I might.

I struggle sometimes to find the words
I’m always sure until I doubt
I walk a line until it blurs
Built walls too high to climb out.
But I’m honest to a fault, it’s just who I am
I’m better as a memory than as your man.

 I see you leaning, you’re bound to fall
I don’t want to be that mistake
I’m just a dreamer, nothing more
You should know it before it gets to late.

cause goodbyes are like a roulette wheel
You never know where they’re going to land
First your spinning, then you’re standing still
Left holding a losing hand.

But one day you’re going to find someone
And right away you’ll know it’s true
That all of your seeking is done
Was just part of the passing through.
Right there in that moment, you’ll finally understand
That I was better as a memory than as your man...
Better as a memory than as your man