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Time For Summer break
Summer is the perfect time to take a break from the daily grind and go on a much-needed vacation. If you're looking for a destination that has it all – breathtaking scenery, exciting outdoor activities, and plenty of cultural attractions – then look no further than the stunning country of Italy. With its warm Mediterranean climate, world-renowned cuisine, and rich history, Italy is the perfect place to unwind and explore.
By Daily Vlogesabout a year ago in Families
IS IUI A GOOD TREATMENT FOR INFERTILE COUPLES ?
WHAT IS IUI: IUI treatment (Intra Uterine Insemination) may sound unfamiliar to many of us. We have seen or heard a lot about IVF, but what is IUI? The fundamental question arises is what is the difference between IVF and IUI? Indeed you may also wonder if infertility is a real concern now. Both IVF and IUI are medical treatments done in their way for infertile couples. IUI is the placement of washed and processed semen samples of the male partner which contains highly motile sperms inside the womb of the female partner using a fine catheter around the time of ovulation. Let’s get deep into the IUI world for its better understanding.
By jeevanwomencareclinicabout a year ago in Families
The Wall That Loved Rosie
If walls could talk, each wall would be its own storybook, read by aged grandparents to eager ears that gather. This I know, because I am a wall. I share my memories from the soot filled earth now, but there are things you should know. Things that matter that should not be forgotten.
By Tammy Castlemanabout a year ago in Families
Horoscope Today: Astrological prediction for February 17, 2023...
Horoscope Today: Astrological prediction for February 17, 2023 Daily horoscope: Are the stars lined up in your favour? Find out the astrological prediction for Aries, Leo, Virgo, Libra and other zodiac signs for February 17, 2023.
By Sathish Prakashabout a year ago in Families
Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania Movie
Introduction I just saw Ant-Man the WASP quantumania the first movie in Marvel's phase five and we've gotta talk about it we're the critics right is this a Rotten Tomato or are there actually a lot of redeeming qualities here we're gonna get into all of that but no they weren't wrong hey yo what the so I want to start by saying that this is one of those instances where a movie or a show really bothered me and I've been through this uh enough times on vocal media and doing this uh for as long as I have where I know that when something that we all go watch that's you know marvel Star Wars related if it's something that I really don't like I can get really toxic about it and sort of just get so focused on like what I didn't like about it and I do want to sort of just put out there right away that you know for instance I saw this movie with my friend kelly she actually liked the movie she didn't think it was like incredible but she liked it way more than I did and I'm sure there are many of you that really enjoyed Quantum Mania there are some actual good things in this movie I'm going to start by talking about those but man oh man oh man did I not like this movie okay so if you're one of those people that like really gets upset when somebody's talking down on something that you really liked and you really like Quantum mini maybe just read the first part of this post we're gonna go deep on this.
By Dhanasekar Nabout a year ago in Families
Walmart's Expansion in India: Creating Jobs and Opportunities
Walmart, the largest retailer in the world, has been expanding its operations globally for years. In recent years, Walmart has been focusing on the Indian market, which is one of the fastest-growing economies in the world. Walmart has been operating in India since 2009, and it has been making significant investments in the country. The company has been expanding its presence in India by opening new stores and creating new jobs. In this article, we will discuss how Walmart is offering jobs in India.
By jaswanth mabout a year ago in Families
If Walls Could Talk
“If walls could talk” she muttered to herself as she paced nonplussed around the room, and there stood I. Just staring at her. Only God knows how long I’ve stood here, and only he knows how long I’ve seen her pace around the room. I was of a white color with a slight tint of yellow, I had been painted many times and it always served me well, it was refreshing if one could say so. But now, the abiding paint had long dried out, and what was left of it was reminiscent of that era. I had scrapes and dust, and at places, one could see what remained of the long-forgotten color I had once been painted, I was an old wall indeed. She had lived here for only a few years, and never had she displayed any sort of love for me. She was a beautiful lady, a fine woman. With her brown curls that would fall ever so softly, in such a spectacular manner over her shoulders, she had green eyes, the most beautiful green eyes anyone could have had the pleasure to see. She would’ve taken my breath away, if only I could breathe. Oh, how badly did I want to hug her at times, to whisper something in her ear, but I was just a wall, and if I did manage to sneak a word by, she would’ve not understood it. There was something about her, and her long fingers and perfect skin. But I knew, she was only sojourn here. After prowling around for quite some time, she grew tired of it, and lay on her bed. And there I could see her, she was closer, but I could not utter a word. Her face was filled with melancholy and deception, and there was nothing I could do, but painfully look at her. There were paintings and posters all over her room. Fortunately, I did not have any on me. I would see her at times hiding papers behind the posters, papers which at occasions would bring a smile to her face and would fill my concrete entrails will joy. Her smile was a delightful one too, in those special times I had the opportunity to see her smile slip through her lips, I would wish for me to have been human too. Those papers would be folded so carefully and put with the outer most delicacy behind the posters. And every time her dad would come in, with his prevalent brown moustache, and slicked back hair, always prowling around the room, as if looking for something, she would laugh, his eyes would move to look at her briefly and the turn back as he left, and I would laugh too, even if she couldn’t hear it. In those times the air smelled of fresh wood, and the current of air that would slip through an ajar window would bring this strong smell of mangos, oh the mangos, how much did she love them. From her window I could see the small mango trees they had; I remember when they weren’t there. I remember when all of what there was, was only grass with a few ferns and weeds growing around. The moonlight would accompany me then, before people came, I mean, she was ravishing, and when I got a chance to see her ray of light fall from the skies and balance itself on the corner of the window, I would feel accompanied, though I was always lonesome, her ray of light would make this loneliness of mine a shared one. That was back when the house was being built, and somehow in that very specific turn of events, I appeared, and I’ve been lonely ever since. I remember the first guests, oh they were the most wonderful couple, I still hold them very dear to me. It was an old couple, a man with a long white beard and short hair, his eyebrows were also white, and his eyes were of this deep blue sea color, even though I have never seen the sea, only through descriptions have I been able to think of it as this marvelous, blue, infinite beast, but not in a malicious manner, oh no, the sea is as beautiful as the moon if not more. The man was dressed very elegantly, with a white button up shirt, and black suit pants. He even had a hat on, it was a white hat with a black line crossing right through it. His wife was also very beautiful, she had brown eyes, this deep, almost black brownish color, but when the light would hit her just in the right side, they would turn to this sweet honey color, it was delightful. They came into the room, I remember, they came in holding hands, it was this fierce, feverish, aphrodisiac emotion they both felt, they would look into the eyes of the other with this passion, and sentiment, and they would both smile, though the old man would give in first. They looked at the house with awe, and that was when, for the first time, I felt a warm touch. She had placed her hand on me, it was so warm, it felt so human, it was unlike any other feeling I had once felt. And perhaps she felt it too because after she let go, and stepped back, she said. “This is going to be our home.” To which the old man smiled, and soon after, they left…
By Christian P. Benottoabout a year ago in Families