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Monday, January 31, 2011

fosamax

    Moving to Los Angeles was not too difficult as I had imagined even though it did take up a lot of effort and my life was a bit disorganized until I got the house in order. Living alone made me realize the importance of good health. So, I changed my diet and started to eat healthier foods and cut back on oils, fats, salt, sugar and other items which might damage my health in the long term.
    Changing ones diet is not the solution to all the problems I realized. I joined a health club and selected a package that suited not only my budget but also my work schedule. One of the fellow members who did the workouts with me that it’s important to have some sort of help when things go wrong especially when patients are prescribed medication like Fosamax to reduce bone loss. I asked him more about it and he mentioned that the fosamax lawsuit which provides is a unique help for people who have been affected by this medication only. This got me thinking about the importance of having some sort of information on this topic which might help me out in case there is an emergency or if I am diagnosed with some complication due to it. People always forget the negative side effect aspect when taking medication and realize its importance when it’s too late. One should always start early at a young age and try to maintain a good health to keep the costs low. Read more...

      Thursday, January 27, 2011

      Villa holidays

        Every year around this time, it is the same dilemma. It is the time when I can go on my annual vacation with my friends to new locations and this year I just cannot figure out where to go and where to stay. There are too many hotel choices yet it is difficult to make a right choice since I do not have much information available to make a proper choice. I needed a comparison chart so that I can compare hotel prices and choose the one which one fits my budget after I have decided my destination. The main factor in deciding one hotel over another is that the hotels near the venue will get more preference than the ones further away.

        It was sheer luck that I discovered that I really needed help to plan out my vacation with the minimum amount of stress. I needed the best deal in town and while keeping in mind location of the hotel. This will surely help me to save transportation cost between the different locations which I want to visit during my stay. In the long run, the transportation costs can be quiet substantial. Therefore, if one does a bit of smart budgeting then they can free up some cash and utilize it on some area like entertainment, etc. When I mentioned this to my fellow office workers who had just returned from a vacation, they talked about villa holidays.

        It is really important to get away for the weekend every so often in order to recuperate from the daily hassles and the coiled up stress within us. It does help in replenishing the pool of inner calm, helps to reestablish the missing equilibrium and for a great getaway weekend with my family for some fun in the sun, relaxation while wandering around the great city and looking at all the sights before the last days of summer are gone. Or maybe we would just do a short trip to a nearby city and experience it then enjoy the hotel pool and the lack of things to be done. A weekend away would means total enjoyment and that sounds very relaxing to me. The totally different environment which one finds at new locations is always exciting for everyone and at any age. What can be more fun and exciting. But remember that you have to enter this contest in order to be able to win, go places and live out your dreams.

        A perfect vacation might not seem an important to a layman initially, but a right choice will make you feel terrific and maximizing the enjoyment once you land there. Choose one of the packages offered which will make your trip enjoyable and makes the memory last a lifetime. It may take some work hunting for the right hotel to choose the package from, but your trip is worth the trouble. On an ending note, try to remember that where ever you decide to do, it is the right company which makes it all the more worthwhile. So, go ahead and try out their packages and be a little adventurous. After all, it’s all about having fun also. So, in the end we ended up booking our holiday plan now for stays between the lean months so that we can enjoy some of the world's most exciting cities from around the world at bargain rates. So, go ahead and book your trip today and have the time of your life without being stressed out. Read more...

          Tuesday, January 25, 2011

          The house on the hill

            The lone house sits on a slight rise as the vast forest seems to stretch for miles upon miles and the sheer beauty and utter quietness takes a person to a different world. There are no trappings of modern life here and life moves in its own pace. Sometimes I venture into the wooded path for long treks as it offers me an opportunity to get back in touch with nature, see what secrets it holds and discover something new every day.

            My body is still stiff and muscles sore from the long haul hiking and camping trip I had with a few friends which ended just last night. Even though I really enjoyed it, it felt good to be home. As I sat by the window looking out, I ran my hand across my face, thought of getting a shave and a bath before heading down to a hearty breakfast. I needed some food to fill my empty stomach but that will have to wait a bit.

            As I sit by the window and look out, I see that the forest is dead quiet. Yet the small trading town some distance away is in full swing and I can hear the dim voices of men in the street. As my gaze drifted to the wide body of water in the bay, I see a ship had pulled in sometime back. Huge wooden barrels, grains and other stuff were being unloaded and some crates being unloaded. It is a huge ship that brings all types of items to this God forsaken island in the middle of nowhere. It seemed like it had dropped anchor at dawn and will probably leave soon on another journey back to the mainland. I guess I will be heading down there sometime late in the afternoon to see what new activity was happening.

            The valley below is always bustling with activity as it is the only trading hub of the island. When people want to escape the drudgery of their life they always tend to gravitate towards the tavern. No need to ask directions to where it is located as you only had to follow the boisterous sound emitting from one corner of the town. Whenever I wandered into the town to replenish my depleted food stocks or any other household item, the smell of the food always made my mouth water and the stomach grumble demanding its share. A smoked filled dimly lit room had always greeted me which made it difficult to see the crowd inside, yet I loved the place.

            It is one of the more crowded places where people are able to enjoy the simple pleasures of life. One can order your preferred drink, plate full of the daily special and start the hunt for a seat to plant your weary body on in the crowded smoky room. Looking around, you might find giant beer barrels in one corner and at the other end will be an empty stage. Turning towards the bar, you might notice someone sprawled across the table in one of the booths while one of the customers is being chased by the barmaids with a rolling pin around as the guy had not only pinched all of them rather hard but also ate the sandwiches before running off.

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            The whistling sound of the tea kettle broke me out of the daze I was in. The steaming hot cup of coffee in front of me is now just lukewarm. It tasted so lifeless and awful that I decided to get a new cup. Going up to the kitchen, I thought of making something to eat besides having a fresh cup of coffee before I start my day. It is bare room except for the old wooden table and chair near the window, a sink on one side and an old stove at the other end with a countertop in between. The shelves on the top of the shelves are usually fully stocked up with all the essentials as I live in a secluded place. The window shades were drawn, yet I could feel a storm brewing in my bones. Looking out the kitchen window, I could see smoke black dark clouds on the distant horizon and I could feel a mother of all storms brewing deep down in my bones. What was once calm and clear sky was starting to cloud up and the wind was picking up just a bit.

            A gentle breeze was rustling through the land and the early morning sun was starting to peek over the forest and through the tree tops. Getting ready, I stated to head out the door and to work before the storm overtook me and made moving around next to impossible on the rocky dirt roads. The torrential storms always turns the firm dirt tracks into muddy pathways where the person sinks in never to be found again.

            Opening the door, I looked upwards and noticed the dark overcast sky which threatened to unleash another storm. I resisted it urge to step out as I felt the wind pick up and saw a huge dust storm heading my way. I could see lightning flashing all around in the sky and one could hear the booming thunder. The sky had turned jet black quickly and I feared the worst as I started to run around the house shutting the windows and locking all doors. As I was running across the field in the back of the house trying to see if all the tools were put away, the tin shed locked up, the farm animals herded into barn, I noticed that the wind died down and there was a growing darkness that did not seem good. There was a sudden silence all around and I heard a herd of wild horses neighing as they galloped further into the valley and into the mountains to seek whatever safety they could.

            The total silence seemed to be broken every so often by the booming thunder which seemed as sudden as the lightening seemed to flash all around. The sun completely disappeared behind the thick clouds and it started to rain heavily. The sudden downpour soaked me to the bone and I started to panic wondering how I will get myself out of this situation. I had to leave and quickly as I rubbed my head wishing the awful splitting headache away and my legs were starting to feel a bit weak.

            Looking around all I saw were smoke black dark clouds, lightening, hear ear shattering thunder every so often and a roaring, tearing sound like a thousand train engines were headed my way. One could feel the electricity in the air. The horrible roar was getting louder and I knew what was approaching. Looking straight up, my eyes widened and I felt a scream starting. The dark clouds were starting to move round and round in a circle and started to move down towards me. The ground seemed to groan as it started to break apart and dirt started to fly upwards into the dark twirling clouds that seemed to straddle the land near me. The last sounds I heard as I started to run was the sound of the wood splintering, breaking and the scream of the creatures that got caught in it and got torn apart by the winds.

            As I ran across the shaking field and neared the imagined safety of the tin shed, I felt the reality shimmer and flicker. I kept looking away as the flickering visions would surely drive me mad. Slowly, I started to become unsure which was mine. A barren planet with a deep green forest some distance away bathed in the yellow light of huge twin yellow moons which seemed to glare down at the planet while a meteorite belt was seen circling the sky kept flickering in and out as the wind started to pick up once more. The wind soon turned into a howling demon of a sandstorm and the strong winds tossed me around like a leaf caught in the cross winds. Giant winged creatures flew low in the sky as if on a hunt and they swooped down every so often with a shriek and soon started to encircle the sky once more. Every so often a meteorite would get pulled downwards and disappear in a blaze of light. The endless shifting visions made me wonder what lies beyond the reality as we know it and yet I was always afraid to ask. The shadows sometimes hide more than what the light reveals and I hurriedly ran to the tin shed as it loomed within hands reach.

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            The handle was jammed and I kept hammering it till it creaked open. The rain died down as quickly as it had started, yet it seemed like there was another storm was brewing which seemed worse than this one. Upon entering the room, I felt like I had stepped into a room that seemed familiar yet different. As the door forcefully shuts itself behind me, I saw that it was a dimly lit bare room except for the old wooden table with a chair near the window and a fireplace near the center. Looking around, I saw that there was a thick layer of dust everywhere, the room was full of cob webs and each wall was identical to the other. Each wall had a door with an old wooden table and chair near the window in which the shades are drawn. There was a broken door lying at the very far end as if some intruder had broken into the room long time back. Walking up to the broken door, I looked out and saw a never ending dimly lit hallway with identical doors on both sides.

            I lit a lantern hanging on one of the walls, shed my wet clothes as quickly as possible and hung them by the fireplace to dry. The fire seemed to have died down long ago yet the ambers still smoldered brightly under the ashes. Throwing a hand full of twigs and some straw, I stirred the ambers and kept fanning till the twigs and straw caught fire. Bit by bit, I kept adding the logs till it was a roaring fire and started to wander around to find a clean dry set of clothes. Not finding any, I pull up a chair and sit my tired body down. As I ruffle my hair, I wonder where I am and what should I do?

            Not knowing what to do, I started to wander around once more. Off in one corner, I noticed a small hallway which led to what seems like a kitchen. Searching the almost bare cupboards, I managed to find a packet of coffee, sugar and an old tin pot. Using a bit of water from my water bottle, I set it on the burning logs to boil. Settling near the fireplace with some coffee and a few biscuits, I sat down to gather my thoughts about the events that happened and the situation I was in.

            A soft knock broke me out of the thoughts I was in. I wondered who it was as I walked towards the door and started to turn the handle. The door opened just a bit and looked out to see a small child like figure staring back at me. Looking past the figure, I saw that the storm was still out there. It was a mighty one as the lightning flashed and thunder still rolled across the sky. The Gods above must be really angry at our follies to send such a storm.

            The child seemed to light up every time lightening fell and I started to notice a slight glow. The smell of ozone grew stronger and it seemed to grow larger. The elongated jet black eyes drew me and I could not take eyes off them. A strange kind of fatigue slowly overtook me as I felt my body shaking and my vision began to blur. I tried to break free and escape a certain death, yet I stumbled on the wooden floor board and fell to the ground. I turned to face the door and I saw a creature staring down at me. Floating a few feet above the ground, it effortlessly hung in the sky. I felt hypnotized, lost in those bottomless pits which seemed to draw me deeper inside and I swore I could see endless blur of alternate realities and possibilities.

            The alien figure slowly faded out of my vision and I saw a large room with a blazing fireplace. Wooden book shelves lined one end of the wall while there was a large window at the opposite end. It was a dark moonless night. One the floor, there was a lush carpet on which a huge dark skinned man sat. The face could not be seen as a hood was covering the face. There was a low table in front of him with a deck of Tarot cards with one dark thick lit candle one each corner of the table which seemed to flicker and waver back and forth even though there was no wind in the room. This place seemed timeless and older than time itself at the same time. Hiding in the flickering shadows, I hoped he would not see me while I searched for a door to leave this place. As I edged along the walls, I got the sensation that the walls were smooth, rough, and alive as it seemed to move and pulsate under my hands.

            He seemed to sense me in the room and turned his head towards me. He beckoned me with his outstretched hands and motioned me to sit down facing him on the other low stool. I felt hypnotized and drawn by the deep dark well of darkness that lay within the hood. Even at this close range, I could not see his face as it was shrouded in total darkness. No words were spoken, yet thoughts appeared in my mind. I was teleported to a pocket/bubble within my own time. No time existed here and the faceless one will deal and decide my future. The wind seemed to pick up and something was scratching at the window. I hoped it was just the tree shadow I seemed to see outside and the sound was from a branch rubbing against the glass.

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            Raising his three fingered blue hand just slightly, a card rose from the deck and settled on the table face upward. The first card he drew showed a vast forest. A vision appeared in front of me showed a cloudy sky where a sickly yellow moon leered down at the inhabitants of the cursed forest. I felt myself being drawn further down into this vision. I saw a car heading down the long dusty back roads which was surrounded by a huge patch of trees. As I further got drawn into the car, I looked up and noticed that the sky clear up a bit and I saw a sickly yellow full moon still leering back at me. It always gave me a chill whenever I saw it hanging there as if following me around as I believed it was a bad tiding moment.

            These long drives on long dusty back roads always wore me out and the unexpected car problem in some back road surrounded by a corn field added to my woes. Opening up the hood, I looked inside and could not figure out what was wrong. Slamming the hood down, I went back inside and turned the blinkers on and waited for some passerby to lend a hand. It was a lonely stretch of land where nothing could be seen for miles upon miles. The minutes seemed like hours and I finally decided to seek out help.

            The moon seemed to glare at me through the clouds and at other times through the tops of houses as I walked through the field looking for a house where the folks might be awake. Looking up, I cursed at it telling it to go away, leave me alone and not add anything to my misery. It seems like I’ve been through this area many a times yet something was different. I could feel it in my bones, yet I could not put my finger on it. I felt like a leaf caught in the gently flowing river called time which gets swept along vainly struggling to find it own path as it gets swept along at ever increasing rate until all control is lost.

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            A huge patch of dense trees in the distance caught my attention. I could see some flickering light there and I changed my course hoping some help could be found. It was an old forest and if it could talk, it might have a tale or two to tell the passerby. I looked around. It seemed like it was alive, could sense me looking at it and walking around. I sensed many pairs of large yellowed eyes some distance away staring at me which disappeared when my attention turned towards them. A soft breeze started to rustle the leaves and ruffled my hair ever so gently, yet died down as quickly as it had risen. In this enchanted forest, it seemed like a thousand voices talking to each other and I could not name the source as the voices seemed everywhere. As I walked deeper into the woods, my uneasiness grew in the near total darkness broken at times by the moon peeking through the tree canopy every so often. I heard the sound of water gently flowing down some creek and the sound of a startled deer hoping away.

            Off to a side, I saw what seemed like some lanterns going by while people were whispering to each other. I called out and the voices died as quickly as they had appeared. The lanterns were turned off and I could not make out what was happening as total darkness engulfed me once more. After what seemed like eons, the lights came on once more and the bodiless voices with lanterns seemed to chase each other through the shrubs, weave through the trees and finally disappear some distance away. As the voices fade away, I wonder how so much time in this timeless forest has flown by and how do I find my way home.

            In near total darkness which is intermittently lit by moonlight, I stumble across the forest until I come across a creek. The strange gurgling sound draws me closer and I kneel down to wash my face and fill my water bottle. Yet before I could do so, the sound of hoofs drew my attention. Soon a black buck appears from the dense forest clearing as if being chased by something or someone and races across the open field. As it nears the stream, it slows down and seems to hesitate and finally heads back towards the darkness from where it came from. A shrill cry emerged and the forest was till once more. Startled by the site, I drop my water bottle into the stream. The flowing water seems black even in this dim moonlight. The splashing and rippling caused by the water bottle subside soon yet I hesitate to pull it out as I see strange lights in the water of what seems like reflections of star constellations even though the sky is covered by forest cover. Losing interest, I back off and grateful that I have an extra water container.

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            A beaten dirt track alongside the stream soon appears. I wander down it hoping to find the end of this forest. After what seemed like an eternity, I discover a village located in the clearing. It seemed very odd one from the distance and looked completely deserted like one of those towns where all have gone to work leaving behind locked houses.

            A toad on a bicycle wound his way through the dirt tracks selling caramel coated fairies on a stick to anyone who was interested. Off to one side, elf kids could be seen scrambling up and down trees effortlessly while the Minotaur lurked in a patch of water lilies looking for another battle. The endless dark forest stretched from one horizon to the next and I wondered how long it would take to cover this distance and what lies beyond. Someone opened a door as I heard the wind chimes twinkle and the sounds of little kids as they ran down the dirt track to buy either a vanilla, chocolate flavored fairies or the caramel coated one on a stick from an ice cream seller who was riding past and madly jingling the bells on his cart.

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            As I wandered down the dirt path which followed the water way, I eventually find myself at the end of the village. A small patch of land with a boundary wall around it drew me as if I was in a trance. There were dried leaves all over the place and a crunching sound was heard as I walked across the path. As I near the faded bronze gate which has a lion head emblem, a gentle wind rustles through the dried leaves and opens the gate.

            Upon entering the compound, I notice a cot on one side under a shaded area. The bearded man seems to be seemed to be in a deep trance with mind numbing weird symbols floating around him and levitating a few inches above the bed. As my head gets soar from watching the glowing symbols appear out of nowhere and disappear once more, I look around and see that there is another wooden cot off to one side. An old bearded tree which seemed like the grandfather of all the trees blinked once and beckoned me towards the cot with one of its thick branches as if it knew all along that I was coming.

            Sitting on the wooden cot, I wondered how long it would take for my sore legs and feet to recuperate so that I could continue my journey once more. Something about the old tree set me into a relaxed mood as the tension, stress and tiredness flowed out of me effortlessly unmindful of the giant red eyed crows which were going caw caw on a tree branch on top of me. My eyelids started to grow heavy as sleep slowly overtook me and I slowly got pulled into a vortex.

            The shrill cry of many hawks on the hunt woke me up from a horrible dream. I woke up with a gasp as I realized that it was late in the afternoon and the sun was burning away the last remnants of the dream I was caught in. Sweat was pouring down my face and into my shirt which was soaking wet. The dream was persistent and still seemed to pursue me into this world and I toppled backwards and fell out of the chair breaking the roots from the tree limb which was attached to my head until a few moments ago. The evil glint in the yellow eye which was there a moment ago receded. Upon rubbing my eyes I saw an old leafless tree surrounded by crumbling walls, broken gate and a rotting broken cot by the corner.

            Not wanting to linger in this haunted forest anymore, I started to back up and run to my car in the corn field patch as I felt a certain fear for my life. My lungs started to burn and the heart was pounding do hard that it felt like it was going to pop out. Fatigue slowly overtook me as I felt my body shaking and my vision began to blur. Growing tired, I stumbled on something and slid across the ground. My knees and hands bloodied, I turned to face the sky and I saw winged hawk like creatures staring down at me. Flapping their giant wings, they effortlessly hung in the sky. I felt hypnotized, lost in those bottomless pits which seemed to draw me deeper inside and I swore I could see endless blur of stars. One of them started to arch their arm back and it started to throw the spear at me.

            The savage image seemed to pursue me into this world as I toppled backwards and fell out of the low stool. A shrill cry of desperation echoed in my mind and it sent chills through my body. The man at the other end was staring at me intently and I dreaded to know what the next card held.

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            The second card slowly turned to face me and it showed a barren land where the harsh winds refused to die down. A lonesome dirt road led to a deserted town where the creaking and swinging board at the entrance said Welcome to Mile High town. The town seemed deserted except for the stray dog that was asleep under the front porch grocery store. It seemed to be lost in some dream as it let out a growl and then a bark before quieting down once more.

            Shielding my eyes, I looked up at the sky. It was high noon and I realized that the dusty road of this town was being watched. The glint of metal was seen, the rustle of feet was heard and a rifle which poked out from a window seemed to give a hint of what was expected to the unwary visitor. Wiping the sweat from my forehead due to the blistering heat radiating from the door, I guided my weary eyes down the dusty street seeking some place where I could find an answer to the empty town.

            Looking around I finally found my way into what seemed to be the sheriff’s office. The pages of the log book were flapping in the wind. It listed the crimes and the punishment meted out to the criminals in this town that seemed so lifeless. The last few entries were of loot, murder, coaches being waylaid by robbers. I looked out the window and the town seemed as dead as before.

            The sound of horses and a dust cloud drew me closer to the window and I wondered what it all meant for me. For a moment I could see faces hiding behind the shutters and the fear of these strangers was shown in their eyes. I drew up a chair on the patio fully aware that all eyes were on me. Propped my feet on the wooden rail in front of me and put my rifle on my lap. No use running out of town and end up with a bullet in the back when I can go down fighting and die like a man. The roar of hoofs drew louder and I could hardly see anything in the dust cloud.

            Soon a group of men appeared and called out to me. They were not the towns’ men I could tell right away. I walked down to the one in the middle, spat on the ground in front of his horse and said “ You gonna get down yourself or do I have to drag you down.” A gasp went up and they drew their guns.

            As the sun went down, the last of the gunshot were heard. Many town folks had died yet the town has been cleansed and the fear was gone. No more raiders from the dusty badlands to haunt the folks. Rising out of the ground from where they had buried him, he looked up to see the sun was way high in the sky. Lifting his hat just a bit and wiping his forehead out of habit, he went looking for his horse to say the last good bye. The horse sensed where he was followed to a shade of a tree and started to clean and oil his guns knowing that his job was done in this world. Saying his last goodbye, the gunslinger left this world for the next.

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            The third card revealed a vast field which might have been a corn field. A dirt road ran through it with a dead car lying somewhere in the middle. Lightning flashed in the sky and one could hear thunder all around. The sky had turned jet black and it seemed like a tornado or an electrical storm might happen anytime. A man was hollering in the distance looking for his dog while it was barking in return and it started to rain heavily. All the power lines were knocked out and none of the houses showed any sign of activity. The once dry dirt road had turned muddy and anyone using it would sink deep into the mess than the one they were in already.

            I got back in the car and tried to get it out. The wheels spun yet it remained stuck in the ditch. A dash across the muddy fields was my only hope and it had to be done before it was too late. I looked up to the sky seeking some salvation, yet none was coming. I was on my own once more as I made a mad dash across the corn fields.

            Banging hard on the door, I wondered if anyone was home. I could not see my car anymore in the growing darkness. The rain had died down, yet it seemed like there was another storm brewing. I turned around to pound the door once more when I saw a pair of eyes looking at me. I realized that I was being watched. The glint of metal was seen and the rustle of feet was heard and a rifle which poked out from a window.

            The next morning, a head popped out of the engine after he was sure that the engine was all dry and started smoothly. The smell of breakfast broke the spell he was in and he was grateful when the plate of food appeared on the table. Not a soul was in sight and he seemed to have forgotten all about the last night events as he finished off the food in a jiffy. He went off o the farmers market leaving behind an unmarked grave at the edge of the cornfield.

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            I snapped out of the whirlpool I was being drawn into by a lightning strike. One could feel the electricity in the air and the hooded creature in front of me was flickering in and out of this plane of existence. I had to leave and quickly. I rubbed my head wishing the awful splitting headache away. Feebly, I crawled to the edge of the table and flipped over the last card before it disappeared from this plane of existence. My body was shaking not only with tiredness, fatigue but also with fear at what might be shown on the last card.

            Gathering my last bit of strength, I got up feebly and looked around one final time. The fire place was still burning bright and I really wanted to finish that coffee that was lying spilt in the corner. The house started to shake and fall apart as I quickly tightened the straps of shoes and clothes. I looked around once more and found nothing in the room that held interest to me.

            Pulling the window open, I rocked on my heels and started to run towards the shimmering far wall as it seemed to be the only escape. There was a slight hum and I could smell ozone in the air. The house started to break apart and fly upwards into the dark twirling matter that seemed to straddle the house. The last sounds I heard as I started to flicker out of this time was the sound of the glass, wood splintering breaking and the scream of the creature as it got torn apart by the winds.

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            I woke up on a cobblestone road next to a water way. A paper made boat gently floated down the water canal vainly trying to find it own path as it gets swept along with the currents.

            A breeze rustles the trees and gently ruffles through my hair. I hear children voices in the park. I shortly see them chase each other through the shrubs and weave through the trees. The voices eventually fade away as I wander down the cobblestone path and I eventually find myself at the end of the colony. Sitting down on a green bench I remembered that it was once a real quiet neighborhood and a close knit one. Not much ever happened ever happened here.

            The clear morning sky began to darken and the wind suddenly picked up. Lightning flashed in the sky, one could hear thunder all around and it started to rain heavily. The sudden downpour soaked me to the bone and I started to panic wondering how I will get myself out of this situation. Running down the street, I knock on the door of an old house and a small child sticks it head out. I hear a hustle/bustle of voices inside and various smell and sounds assault my senses.

            The kid kept staring at me for a long time and a glint of recognition passes through his eyes and before I could utter a word the door was shut once more. The door opened once more and a tall, stocky bearded man appeared at the door. “What brings you to these parts once more?” was asked as a steaming hot mug of soup was handed to me.

            After some prodding, I told him my wild tale. A change of clothes made me feel better. The burly man had lent me a set of spare clothes till my dripping wet set dries out near the heater. I looked like a scarecrow in the ill fitting clothes. I pulled my chair near the window and looked at the torrential downpour. The cobblestone street had turned into a small river and I couldn’t see the houses across the street. The storm passed as quickly as it had arrived. The sun was up and it was time for me to take a leave. Looking back, I thought it was best to leave for home as it was getting late.

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            My weariness slipped out of my body as soon as the sun started to climb higher and higher. It felt good to be alive and was overjoyed when tickets to home were given. The smell of breakfast broke the spell I was in and I wondered where the plate of food had appeared from. Not a soul was in sight and I forgot all about it as I finished off the food in a jiffy. When the bearded man appeared, I tried to offer some payment for the help given, yet he refused. A short time later, a Greyhound bus wound its way to the intersection and I got on it to reach my destination. I was a long way from home and it will take many days by bus and a ship to reach the comfort of my own home. As the bus wound its way through the lanes and by lanes, I wondered about my home and started to dream once more of lands far away.

            Many years have passed and I have not forgotten this haunting ‘visions’ which I had. I still have nightmares almost so often where I wake up drenched in sweat and clutching the wrinkled bed sheets. They say that time heals all scars and I had hoped it would have helped in fading the memories which refuse to fade away. I had moved out of the old house to live out the remaining years by the seashore thinking that it would bring me peace and help me to forget. Yet, sometimes in the dark I still hear the giant wings flapping as a shriek rents the air before the demons starts to chase me across the barren landscape or the gun shots in some nameless town. As I lie in my bed, I wonder how long these memories will keep on coming back to torment me. This old feeble body cannot run much longer and I can feel the dark ones waiting its turn before it goes on the final hunt.

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              Saturday, January 22, 2011

              Conservatory blinds

                One of my buddies recently shifted to a new area recently and the first thing he did was purchase a house close to his new office. The first thing that I noticed instantly when I dropped by their place was how boring everything looked. After filling it up with all types of furniture, it started to look just right. We also spent many days going to different setups at other people offices to get some ideas, we all realized that the one thing which was missing from his place was a right set of blinds to make people as comfortable as possible.

                These guys really did not want to splurge on something really expensive so they went to a place which stocked a wide variety of choices at excellent prices and my buddy was thrilled at the range the site offered. Each person gave their own suggestions, but he managed to find something on his own. We finally bought conservatory blinds in a shades he simply loved this product considering the fact that he simply hated the run off the mill variety items offered at most stores. No more boring window shades anymore and now he can spend more time there without worrying about anything. We had never realized how convenient and versatile these handy items were until the salesperson explained all the different uses it can be used for. Read more...

                  Friday, January 21, 2011

                  Holiday Cottages in Cornwall

                    Every year around this time, it is the same dilemma. It is the time when I can go on my annual vacation with my friends to new locations and this year I just cannot figure out where to go and where to stay. There are too many hotel choices yet it is difficult to make a right choice since I do not have much information available to make a proper choice. I needed a comparison chart so that I can compare hotel prices and choose the one which one fits my budget after I have decided my destination. The main factor in deciding one hotel over another is that the hotels near the venue will get more preference than the ones further away.

                    It was sheer luck that I discovered that I really needed help to plan out my vacation with the minimum amount of stress. I needed the best deal in town and while keeping in mind location of the hotel. This will surely help me to save transportation cost between the different locations which I want to visit during my stay. In the long run, the transportation costs can be quiet substantial. Therefore, if one does a bit of smart budgeting then they can free up some cash and utilize it on some area like entertainment, etc. When I mentioned this to my fellow office workers who had just returned from a vacation, they talked about Holiday Cottages in Cornwall

                    It is really important to get away for the weekend every so often in order to recuperate from the daily hassles and the coiled up stress within us. It does help in replenishing the pool of inner calm, helps to reestablish the missing equilibrium and for a great getaway weekend with my family for some fun in the sun, relaxation while wandering around the great city and looking at all the sights before the last days of summer are gone. Or maybe we would just do a short trip to a nearby city and experience it then enjoy the hotel pool and the lack of things to be done. A weekend away would means total enjoyment and that sounds very relaxing to me. The totally different environment which one finds at new locations is always exciting for everyone and at any age. What can be more fun and exciting. But remember that you have to enter this contest in order to be able to win, go places and live out your dreams.

                    A perfect vacation might not seem an important to a layman initially, but a right choice will make you feel terrific and maximizing the enjoyment once you land there. Choose one of the packages offered which will make your trip enjoyable and makes the memory last a lifetime. It may take some work hunting for the right hotel to choose the package from, but your trip is worth the trouble. On an ending note, try to remember that where ever you decide to do, it is the right company which makes it all the more worthwhile. So, go ahead and try out their packages and be a little adventurous. After all, it’s all about having fun also. So, in the end we ended up booking our holiday plan now for stays between the lean months so that we can enjoy some of the world's most exciting cities from around the world at bargain rates. So, go ahead and book your trip today and have the time of your life without being stressed out. Read more...

                      Thursday, January 20, 2011

                      Cleaning up the mess

                        My house is a mess these days. I hardly get the time to clean the house as since I spend most of my time at the office. My old faithful vacuum cleaner has been broken for some time and it has been lying in the garage. For some reason, I never got the chance to get it fixed. Finally the day arrived when I noticed that all the dirt and grime had accumulated so much that the house looked downright dirty and started to resemble a giant dust ball. But the rising cost of energy had me really worried. I really wanted to cut down on our electricity consumption. So one day, I finally switched to using a low energy vacuum cleaner after finding out that it consumes 70% less energy than similar vacuum cleaners. Plus it has an added benefit that it has an Energy Star approval rating. I am really happy using my vacuum cleaner, since I can now use it just about any place that needs cleaning. Now I do not need to be afraid of cleaning up the mess and I will also not worry about inflated electricity bills either. It is so light and portable that I can do the whole house in a jiffy. I wish I had discovered it much earlier - I would have saved a lot of money! Read more...

                          Tuesday, January 18, 2011

                          Choosing the right blinds easily

                            One of my buddies recently shifted to a new area recently and the first thing he did was purchase a house close to his new office. The first thing that I noticed instantly when I dropped by their place was how boring everything looked. After filling it up with all types of furniture, it started to look just right. We also spent many days going to different setups at other people offices to get some ideas, we all realized that the one thing which was missing from his place was a right set of venetian blinds to make people as comfortable as possible.

                            These guys really did not want to splurge on something really expensive so they went to a place which stocked a wide variety of choices at excellent prices and my buddy was thrilled at the range the site offered. Each person gave their own suggestions, but he managed to find something on his own. We finally bought Venetian blinds in a dark wood shades he simply loved this product considering the fact that he simply hated the run off the mill variety items offered at most stores. No more boring window shades anymore and now he can spend more time there without worrying about anything. We had never realized how convenient and versatile these handy items were until the salesperson explained all the different uses it can be used for. Read more...

                              The perfect short break

                                Every year around this time, it is the same dilemma. It is the time when I can go on my annual vacation and I just cannot figure out where to go. There are too many choices yet it is difficult to make a right choice since I do not have much information available to make a proper choice. I needed a comparison chart so that I can vacation packgages prices and choose the one which one fits my budget after I have decided my destination. The main factor in deciding one vacation spot over another is that the hotels near the airport will get more preference than the ones further away.
                                It was sheer luck that I discovered a short breaks uk which helped to plan out my vacation with the minimum amount of stress. No more hunting around for the best deals in town and worrying about the exact location of the hotel nor what I will be doing during my free moments. This will surely help me to save transportation cost between the different locations which I want to visit during my stay. In the long run, the transportation costs can be quiet substantial. Therefore, if one does a bit of smart budgeting then they can free up some cash and utilize it on some area like entertainment, etc. Read more...

                                  Monday, January 17, 2011

                                  The plantation

                                    The old house sits on the edge of a hill overlooking a forest that seems to stretch from one horizon to the other. The hill itself seems out of place in the midst of trees as it is the only thing besides the path which leads to the distant town on the edge of a cove which breaks the monotony of the dense forest. A stream which emerges from the forest runs across its edge and finally into the distant desert. A long forgotten farm field runs parallel to the stream facing the forest.

                                    From the knowledge that I’ve gathered from the lone butler that stays here with me and the rest from town’s folks, I have discovered that the house itself is many centuries old yet others say that it’s old as time itself. It was passed from one generation to the next without fail even through the hard times and no one really knew who actually built it. It’s been whispered in hushed tones that the original owners fled the northern puritanical states to escape the witchcraft trials and settled here to start afresh.

                                    There used to be a plantation bordering the edge of the hill and it extended many miles into the forest. It was an ever losing battle with the forest as many people simply disappeared when clearing the area of trees around the hill or the forest simply reclaimed the open spaces over a period of time until the hill remained as the only open space. Seeing the dwindling number of laborers, the plantation owner finally decided to shift the farm lands to the outskirts and start afresh. Time moved on and a new farmland slowly came up. Things seemed too quieted down a bit for many years until one stormy night many centuries back, the hard taskmaster was dragged off his horse, ruthlessly dismembered by the workforce whom disappeared into the forest yet the body was never found.

                                    The house always had a dark forbidding look and no one ever came to these parts. The people who were brave enough went back blabbering strange tales of creatures that should not have existed and the odd footprints found near the edge of the forest, the stream and around the hill. These people slowly retreated to the edge of the town forever banished and labeled as madmen. This house always magnified my fears and made the stories I heard about them in the taverns more vivid. The dark pools of shadows appearing in the oddest of places seemed to slither and move. I always used to hurriedly run past them before something crawled out and dragged me back inside.

                                    On the dark moonless nights, sometimes I used to hear the all too familiar growl of a wild cat on a hunt. At other times, something used to come all the way to the door, bang on it hard before letting out a howl and retreating once more into the darkness. Sometimes I used to hear a scratching at the window even though there was no tree nearby nor any way for a person to reach so high. Time moved on and I slowly got used to these disturbances. Yet, there was one incident which I have not yet forgotten even though many years have passed by.

                                    I had gone to some event which I simply cannot remember now. Time flew by and the day soon turned into night. I was so caught up in having fun that I was one of the last few to leave. As I left the building, I looked up and saw that the wind was picking up, and the sky clouding up. It seemed like rain was imminent and I wanted to reach the safety of my home instead of being stranded on some lonesome highway in the dead of night.

                                    During my journey back home, the sky cleared up a bit and looking up I saw a full moon emerge from behind the clouds. The pale dirty yellow moon hanging from the sky seemed to glare at me like it wanted vengeance for some crime I had committed. It started to make me feel uneasy whenever I saw it emerge from behind the clouds as it seemed to follow me around. As I started to drive down the long dusty roads, I remembered those superstitious stories that my grandma always used to tell me on stormy nights and always reminded me that these were always a bad tiding moment. Rounding a bend, the car suddenly sputtered and died on me. Turning the ignition key didn’t help and the unexpected car problem in some back road surrounded by a farm field added to my woes. Opening up the hood, I looked inside and could not figure out what was wrong. Slamming the hood down, I went back inside and turned the blinkers on and waited for some passerby to lend a hand even though I knew that no one would venture out in these parts.

                                    Looking down the stretch of road, all I see is a lonely stretch of land where nothing could be seen for miles upon miles. The moon still seemed to glare at me through the clouds and at other times through the tops of trees as I walked through the road. Looking up, I cursed at it telling it to go away and leave me alone and not add anything to my misery. I’ve been through this area many a times yet something was different. I could feel it in my bones, but I could not put my finger on it. I felt like a leaf caught in the gently flowing river called time which gets swept along vainly struggling to find it own path as it gets swept along at ever increasing rate until all control is lost.

                                    A breeze rustles the tree branches and gently ruffles through my hair as if it wants to say something. Off in the distance, I hear the sound of a man barking orders to someone. Looking towards the source of the sounds, the trees slowly disappears and a lush farm field appears in its place. I see a horseman in middle of a farm field where numerous people are working. I stand there hypnotized as one scene after another unfolded before me. The field was plowed and the plants sowed. The field was flooded with water and weeding was carried out. The plants grew bigger and soon it was harvest time.

                                    A great crowd led by a man on a horseback gathered in the field for the harvest. The harvest had started, yet the horseman with the help of hired army was having difficulty in controlling the human herd. Off in the corner, I could see a few people who huddled in the corner whispering amongst themselves. There were occasional shouts, a few angry words and the worked up men were seated down once more when told to hush up. Heading closer to the field, I glanced ahead wondering what was in store for me and the events that led me to this place were indeed a dream or was it real.

                                    A few drums were heard and the sound reverberated back and forth. My eyes scanned the deep dark forest, ran through the barren plains and back to the road from where I had come from yet the disembodied drum sound seemed to have no source. My eyes wandered back to the image ahead wondering what it all meant and what kind of danger it implied. The drums which seemed to pound continuously for some time suddenly went quite. Every one froze in their feet’s and looked up and realized that the pounding of the drums had stopped.

                                    An arrow flew out from the dense forest cover and thumped on the horseman’s head. I whirled around to face the forest yet nothing could be seen except the dense leave cover and my eyes wandered back to the arrow. Everyone froze in their tracks as a one of the guards pulled the feathered arrow out and a few of them ran into the forest to chase the one which sent the group a warning. A few leaves rustled as the figure which seemed to have been watching them melted back into the forest from where it had emerged. A loon cry was heard and the leaves rustled on their own it seemed. The sound of a broken twig and the stray foot print left on moist river bed were the only signs of someone running away from them. A few moments later, the sounds of yelling men could be heard from the forest and it soon turned into shrieks.

                                    The forest became silent once more. Something came over the men in the field as they started to overpower the guards whom went down one by one. The clothes that the bonded labors wore now seemed alien and peeled off in the same manner a snake sheds it skin. They merged back with the past once more and drove away the demons that had haunted them all their lives. They gathered whatever they could lay their hands on and merged back into the forest as silently as the whispering winds. A river of blood flowed through the lands for many days. The plantation as well as the house burned till nothing was left except for ashes and the few remaining survivors fled to other safe harbors. The plantation and the house which had been like a blister on the hand were gone and the land was healed once more.


                                    The vision started to blur and finally faded from view. I suddenly snapped awake with a gasp. Still not believing my eyes, I looked around once more and felt relieved by the forest and the moon overhead which was casting its light upon the landscape. I really don’t know how much time had passed by, yet I noticed that the wind had died down. There was utter silence all around. I looked around and it seemed like the forest had suddenly come alive and could sense me looking at it and walking around. I swore I sensed some movement in the forest and I saw many pairs of large yellowed eyes some distance away staring at me which disappeared when my attention turned towards them.

                                    Somewhere far away, the ground started to shake and one could hear the ground break into a thousand pieces. I clenched my fist tight in fear as I heard the sound of the stones, wood splintering breaking and the scream of the creatures as they lashed out at everything in anger. The moon started to shake, turn blood red, and an enraged half naked bearded creatures with a sword slung over their shoulders appear out of the forest. As the moon started to fall downwards, numerous other creatures were seen crawling out of the forest. The forest itself came alive as the trees uprooted themselves. They moved towards the road and finally towards the house on the hill.

                                    The shrill hoot of an owl on the hunt woke me up from the spiraling vortex that I was being drawn into and I woke up with a gasp and I realized that it was late in the night and the blood red moonlight made me realize that I was caught in some horrible doom. As they hurtled towards the house on the hill, the owl seemed to let out a piercing whistle and numerous owls swept down from the clouds. One of the owls sweeps down and picks me up with its beak. Terrified that my end had come, I pray to all the Gods above hoping for some salvation. Opening its beak, I fall some distance and land on the back of another. Clambering unto the center of the flying beasts back, I reach over and hold onto the feather tight. As it lets out a loud hoot, the other owls swing away towards the house which is still some distance away.

                                    Looking back the chaos, I vowed to leave this cursed placed and never venture here anymore if I ever survive this night. By car it was a half an hour journey, yet the night turned into day and I woke to a clear sunny day as it seemed like the journey would never end. The moment for which I had anxiously waited for had finally arrived. Down below I saw the old house still in one piece.

                                    As I neared the house, I saw the front door open and out of the shadows appeared a huge bearded burly man. It seemed like Jim was all right though I could see the panic which seemed hidden just below the surface. “Sir, we must hurry. The forest has come alive and we have to make our exit while we can.” Was all he said as I got off the feathered beast. While running into the house, I looked back to see the birds fly away.

                                    Rushing up the stairs, we finally reached a never ending hallway. It shakes and shudders as it is buffeted by some storm. Opening one of the numerous doors, I find myself in a room which is similar to the ones located downstairs. The floor boards creaks every time I put my foot down, there were cobwebs in the ceiling and the lone window was grimy from eons and eons of existence. With some effort, I reach the couch and slump into it as I am fully exhausted from this nightmarish ordeal. Jim who seems unaffected heads off to a room located to one side. I see him come back after a short while with a kettle and mugs on a tray. Grabbing the kettle, I pour both of us some coffee into my mug to banish the cobwebs from my mind and the coiled up stress, weariness from the body.

                                    As if waking up from a deep sleep, I started to panic as I realized that death must be at the door steps by now. Jim was sitting at the table some distance away and he looked over his shoulder and told me that this has been repeated many times and the time isn’t right just yet to leave. Walking up to the window, I pull the tattered curtain and rub the window to peek outside. A green sky which seemed to surround the whole house greets me above and I saw infinite number of endless translucent corridors crisscrossing it. One door flew open; two people, who looked vaguely familiar barge in, run down the corridor and into another door a little further down.

                                    “This happens every few centuries when the stars line up in this pattern as it was tonight. The beasts come alive and come to drive away the people from this land and reclaim the hill. They always burn down the house, yet it reappears from the ashes once more same as before when the cycle is complete” I was told. I asked Jim how he knew all this. He kept his silence yet it seemed he knew far more than he revealed.

                                    It seemed like it was time to go as we started to walk towards the door at the very far end of the room. The hallway was dimly lit except for a few pools of lights that seemed to flicker every so often. On each side there were numerous doors. Some doors were closed, others partially open and others seemed like they had been broken into. I eventually found my way to an old wooden door with a heavy brass knocker near the center and a brass handle on the right edge. Two monstrous cement figures which looked like the creatures I had left behind sat on each side glaring down the hallway. The door opened just as I was about to knock.

                                    I saw a car heading down the long dusty back roads which was surrounded by a huge patch of trees. As I further got drawn into the car, I looked up and noticed that the sky clear up a bit and I saw the harvest moon charting its course across the sky as before. These long drives always wore me out and the unexpected car problem in some back road surrounded by a forest added to my woes. I remembered what had happened in this very spot, yet it seemed like it had happened in another lifetime. I quickly opened up the hood, looked inside and tried to figure out what was wrong. Slamming the hood down, I went back inside and decided to turn the ignition on once more. It sputtered, coughed and let out a huge black cloud from the exhaust before idling smoothly.

                                    Putting the car into gear, I hurriedly sped away towards the house before the nightmarish experience repeated itself. As I make my way home, I look at the clock on the dashboard and see that only a few minutes have elapsed, yet I wonder how that is possible. As I sped through the forest, I started to wonder what I will find and the end of the road. Within a short duration of time, I rounded a corner and saw the house still standing on the hill surrounded by the forest which stretched from one horizon to the next. It was as if nothing had happened or did it? Read more...

                                      Wednesday, January 12, 2011

                                      Handling telemarketers

                                        At one time not too long ago, I used to get irritated receiving call from telemarketers. But now I have really started to feel indifferent towards these telemarketers. It seems that now I have started to handle them better. There are a few tricks that can be used when talking to them, which can be used to make these experiences fun for me and it usually prevents the telemarketer from calling a second time.

                                        Some of the things I do are:

                                        1. I tell them that as I am hard at hearing, I ask them to speak louder and make them repeat every sentence many times.
                                        2. Ask them to talk very slowly and repeat everything starting from the beginning as I need to write down everything they say. Or
                                        3. Tell them to call on the other phone and give them the number of another telemarketer. Maybe they can irritate each other.
                                        4. Just lay the phone down and walk away while they're talking.
                                        5. Ask them for their home phone number so I can call them at home while I'm at work
                                        6. Just hang up. Hey, I sometimes feel awful doing it because I know these people are just trying to make an honest living, but they call at the WORST times!

                                        Sometimes, when I pick up the phone and suddenly realize that it is a telemarketer, and I am in no mood to use the above method and I want to disengage from the call real quick, I have a different method. Once they start talking me simply state that I am not interested and to please remove me from their list and then I hang up. Since calls really are monitored and recorded, they have to follow protocol and deal with my wishes appropriately.

                                        When I am really busy I let the phone ring, and if I am on my computer, I do not bother answering the phone any way. Also, considering that I have a caller ID, I know who is calling and I answer the phone accordingly. I really do not have time for telemarketing people who are pushing products and services which are usually of no use for me.
                                        On a final note, I would like to say that they are really just doing their job. I know that sometimes we get really irritated because of them, but we should also bear with them... since they are just doing their job which really isn't easy. Read more...

                                          Monday, January 10, 2011

                                          Does anyoner have the right to censor religious beliefs?

                                            My friend and I were having a debate on whether it is ok to talk about God in the office and he says that a boss has the right to tell you not to mention God or any other religious stuff while you are at work. He proceeds to tell me that if you do, the company has the right to fire you. It is not like I am out there in the work environment constantly talking about God or religion. I just so happened to bring it up in a normal conversation. I think that the word "God" has a way of finding itself in normal everyday conversations in or out of the work place. I really don’t think I interrupted the work day and I don't think that I offended anyone or else they would have told me outright.

                                            I think it would be a different story if someone decided to go into the office each day with paraphernalia about God and religion and handed it out to everyone that he/she sees. Then this person would proceed to grab a microphone and shout out all their beliefs to the fellow employees while all decked up in some crazy religious outfit. lol! This kind of behavior would probably seriously offend people of different faiths in my office in a big way.

                                            We do have freedom of speech and I don't feel that anyone should be censored as long as a person does not go around giving religious sermons or asking people to join their faith. You know, there are plenty of other things that people are doing at work that are not right and nobody knows about it yet or probably will never know. I have been told in the past that religion, politics and sex are supposedly not looked upon as good work ethic in the office to speak about. Yet, I guess these topics are probably the most talked about things inside the office premises. I think that the only reason a boss would or should step in is if the talk on such a subject is causing conflict between the workers and on office premises. During normal and friendly conversations the boss should not be bothered at all and probably wouldn't even know unless someone issued either a verbal or written complaint to him/her. On an ending note, I think I might ask the boss what the company’s viewpoint on this subject is. I have come to the conclusion that there is a time and a place for everything. Just respect the boss’s decision so that there is less friction in the workplace and God will always work it out to its logical conclusion sooner or later. But on the same note, remember: Don't ever put your boss over God. Read more...

                                              Friday, January 7, 2011

                                              Mobile Wallpapers

                                                Anyone who is looking for something different and unique to impress others might have a tough time in finding what they are looking for. When quality is of prime importance choosing the right company to provide the right set of mobile wallpapers can make a difference. Once you know the type and size of graphics you'd like to get downloaded by the users, you can get a quote from a vendor for the quantity you have in mind. The vendor will need to know how many colors and what picture/graphics your custom wallpaper will include and whether you will be submitting artwork, such as a logo design. Some companies have a solution for all graphics needs and their impressive certifications speak for themselves. With impressive credentials, you know you can expect top-notch, unparalleled work when you choose a company to provide the Mobile Wallpapers that you need. The next time you need to order Custom graphics wallpaper for the mobile market, be sure to ask around for a quote from a few different companies and compare the prices. You can submit your request directly through the websites and you can expect to receive your quote within a short time. With standard delivery, you can expect turnaround of your order within ten business days in most cases. Read more...

                                                   

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