<?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-6376614475862196567</id><updated>2011-06-29T09:25:58.104+05:30</updated><category term='mamma&apos;s account'/><title type='text'>ahamad boyz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/04/dilbert.html' title='Dilbert'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-5588374532008532294</id><published>2008-02-14T12:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:07:34.083+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamma&apos;s account'/><title type='text'>beaten up maid..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;whenever the maid comes to the house..rayyan always tries to shut the door on her face..tells her to go away..with his usual 'jaoo jaoo' and then later if he gets hold of a stick,or comes to the kitchen takes a wooden spoon..goes to her and hits her. and the poor maid would tell me 'madam(ya i am madam here! unlike there where i had to call Nisha-madam..he he) nayyaj( i dont knwo why the maid insists on callin him that) mereko maar-ra'[rayyan is hittin me]. she always says that in gud spirit though cos she really likes him.she told me,at home her kids hit her and here nayyaj hits her..LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a few days later, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rayyan hit her as usual,but this time decided to tell her 'thorry'. she tells me..'mereko maar ke,sorry bol ra'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-5588374532008532294?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/5588374532008532294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=5588374532008532294' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/5588374532008532294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/5588374532008532294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/02/beaten-up-maid.html' title='beaten up maid..'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-7072464546968824505</id><published>2008-02-14T12:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:07:34.084+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamma&apos;s account'/><title type='text'>kids..</title><content type='html'>u know rayyan..i guess everyone who knows him knows that he loves to 1)shout 2)scold 3)hit...&lt;br /&gt;and the funny thing is even though he does these things,i really dont mind..!i mean where is my 'discipline the kid' urge gone? whenever rayyan does that i actually feel like huggin him instead of scolding him..unless he goes overboard that is..&lt;br /&gt;is it just my kids that are this cute or all the kids like tat?i sometimes wonder....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-7072464546968824505?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/7072464546968824505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=7072464546968824505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/7072464546968824505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/7072464546968824505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/02/kids.html' title='kids..'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-1779190884797431031</id><published>2008-02-14T12:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:07:34.084+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamma&apos;s account'/><title type='text'>tissue for his brother...</title><content type='html'>ammar usually has this sneezin fit..he is allergic to anything and everything..even a blow on his nose(ok that is natural)&lt;br /&gt;so whnever he sneezes i usually tell ammar get a tissue or get one for him.Now rayyan has noticed this and everytime ammar sneezes,he goes 'tishoo,tishoo' and goes and gets it.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is crumpled. and ammar,the picky one, goes..'i dont want this,its nt nice'..doesnt know the word crumple yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-1779190884797431031?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/1779190884797431031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=1779190884797431031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/1779190884797431031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/1779190884797431031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/02/tissue-for-his-brother.html' title='tissue for his brother...'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-1012011911063156604</id><published>2008-02-14T12:41:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:12:07.166+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mamma&apos;s account'/><title type='text'>a few conversations....(to be added as and whn i remember)</title><content type='html'>y'day&lt;br /&gt;ammar: mamma u need to cut my nails..&lt;br /&gt;mamma:why?&lt;br /&gt;ammar: because they are growing up(action with hand ..as though the nails were little boys...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a few days back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1)rayyan was hittin his bro( no need to go awwwwww..they both fight and hit each other..hehe).later &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ammar: mamma i want to sit with you..otherwise rayyan will hit me'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(now u can go awwwwwww...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2)rayyan does something to his bro(cant remember what) and he has chocolate/food all over his face. so we tell him to say sorry to ammar and give him a kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he goes to his bro and says 'thorry' and goes to kiss him and ammar shouts' not with ur dirty mouth!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-1012011911063156604?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/1012011911063156604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=1012011911063156604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/1012011911063156604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/1012011911063156604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/02/few-conversationsto-be-added-as-and-whn.html' title='a few conversations....(to be added as and whn i remember)'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-3983121260788124594</id><published>2008-01-29T13:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-29T14:10:40.003+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A necklace for Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ammar put some beads together (different sizes and colors) and made a necklace for his mama in school. He told his mama "You have to wear it at night and when you go out" as he put it round her neck. He also turned to me apologileticallly and said 'I didnt get you anything, baba". I was thinking to myself, this is probably the most 'valuable' necklace his mama owns and she should treasure this for life. Short Lived Thought! Rayyan pulled the necklace till it broke and the beads fell apart. Mama and Ammar are now trying to put it together....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-3983121260788124594?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/3983121260788124594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=3983121260788124594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/3983121260788124594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/3983121260788124594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/01/necklace-for-mama.html' title='A necklace for Mama'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-179272150809852115</id><published>2008-01-29T13:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:57:37.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ammar's new school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ammar would be joining a new school 'Kangaroo Kids' (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kkel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;www.kkel.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;) from June 2008. He joins LKG. Dont forget to read the Parents View section (especially the one where SRK writes as a parent. No, that wasnt the criteria for selecting the school). Ammar said he liked the school (that was a good enoigh criteria for selection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many options for schooling in Bangalore. These schools also vary in their standards and curriculum. Its difficult or almost impossible to get into one of these schools that have a high rating. In addition, we also need to consider the location (distance from home) of the school (especially at such a young age). The admission forms for these good schools seem to run out in October of the previous year for admissions in June the next year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Schooling at this age is more about overall development then academics, and so much more about how the kids enjoying the experience of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lets hope we have made the right choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-179272150809852115?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/179272150809852115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=179272150809852115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/179272150809852115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/179272150809852115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/01/ammars-new-school.html' title='Ammar&apos;s new school'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-4308568968562577985</id><published>2008-01-22T20:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:31:02.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"tho..tho..tho.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Rayyan climbs on the sofa, holds on to mama's hand and chants 'tho..tho..tho..' till he is assisted to jump down from the sofa (in true action-hero style). The 'tho..tho..tho..' is part of the '1.. &lt;strong&gt;tho.. &lt;/strong&gt;3.." run-up to the jump. And you would think that math has to be learnt in the sequential order of 1,2,3,4,5.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-4308568968562577985?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/4308568968562577985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=4308568968562577985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/4308568968562577985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/4308568968562577985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/01/thothotho.html' title='&quot;tho..tho..tho..&quot;'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-8237166429784531390</id><published>2008-01-21T22:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:09:50.585+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Taht Too"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The younger ones seem to always imitate the elder one. If you get the elder one to do the right things, its quite easy to educate the younger. Rayyan says 'Taht Too' as often as Ammar says 'Thank You'. Or he runs around, hits the wall and falls down. Ammar would fall down, But...Rayyan has decided to place himself down slowly on the floor..lest he gets hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-8237166429784531390?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/8237166429784531390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=8237166429784531390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/8237166429784531390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/8237166429784531390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/01/thought-young-learn-faster.html' title='&quot;Taht Too&quot;'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-3769325878070904059</id><published>2008-01-21T22:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:10:37.899+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I want to do 'Sheeee'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Rayyan decided to imitate his elder brother and sit in the potty. Now he removes his pampers (trainee pampers), holds our hand takes us to the potty. He sits waiting to do "sheee' and when he finishes he wants to be washed. All this is great fun for him and enjoys doing it..sometimes he wants to do 'sheeee' every few minutes, or maybe just because he is bored or because he needs the attention!. Works for us&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-3769325878070904059?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/3769325878070904059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=3769325878070904059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/3769325878070904059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/3769325878070904059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-to-do-sheeee.html' title='I want to do &apos;Sheeee&apos;'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6376614475862196567.post-4447466106507478133</id><published>2008-01-21T18:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:11:18.158+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2 extra hands for Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yesterday, Mother said to Ammar holding Rayyan in her arms "&lt;strong&gt;I dont have 4 hands, I cannot carry you too&lt;/strong&gt;". Mama added "&lt;strong&gt;Yes, you think you can buy me 2 new hands..when you grow up, huh?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Today in a fit of anger, (clenching his fists) Ammar said to his Mama "&lt;strong&gt;I will not buy you the 2 extra hands you wanted when i grow up, I will not buy you anything&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;He added " &lt;strong&gt;If you tell baba not to buy me toys, I will grow up buy my own toys, and become small again..and play with them&lt;/strong&gt;" ..Mama and baba are still pondering for a reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6376614475862196567-4447466106507478133?l=ahamadz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/feeds/4447466106507478133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6376614475862196567&amp;postID=4447466106507478133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/4447466106507478133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6376614475862196567/posts/default/4447466106507478133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahamadz.blogspot.com/2008/01/21-january-2008-yesterday-mother-said.html' title='2 extra hands for Mama'/><author><name>Ahamadz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286932265389393836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_027m_0aJD9Q/R5YhtGDCI6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xtXRnubj-Qs/S220/Baba+Ammar+Rayyan+(Compressed).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
