<?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-33731998</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:13:07.209+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Taufan Lubis Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Many times the difference between failure and success is doing something nearly right.....  or doing something exactly right.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-708941657820775524</id><published>2007-03-09T07:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T07:28:06.603+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANAK ANJING DIJUAL</title><summary type='text'>Sebuah toko hewan peliharaan (pet store) memasang papan iklan yang menaik bagi anak-anak kecil, "dijual anak anjing". Segera saja seorang anak lelaki datang, masuk ke dalam toko dan bertanya "Berapa harga anak anjing yang anda jual itu?"Pemilik toko itu menjawab, "Harganya berkisar antara 30 - 50 Dollar."Anak lelaki itu lalu merogoh saku celananya dan mengeluarkan beberapa keping uang, "Aku hanya</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/708941657820775524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=708941657820775524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/708941657820775524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/708941657820775524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2007/03/anak-anjing-dijual.html' title='ANAK ANJING DIJUAL'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-2466304891648685636</id><published>2007-03-09T07:25:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T07:25:57.283+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mana ciuman untukku ????</title><summary type='text'>Dulu ada seorang gadis kecil bernama Cindy. Ayah Cindy bekerja enamhari dalam seminggu, dan sering kali sudah lelah saat pulang dari kantor. Ibu Cindy bekerja sama kerasnya mengurus keluarga mereka -memasak, mencuci dan mengerjakan banyak tugas rumah tangga lainnya.Mereka keluarga baik-baik dan hidup mereka nyaman. Hanya ada satukekurangan, tapi Cindy tidak menyadarinya.Suatu hari, ketika berusia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/2466304891648685636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=2466304891648685636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/2466304891648685636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/2466304891648685636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2007/03/mana-ciuman-untukku.html' title='Mana ciuman untukku ????'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-7987033420929687992</id><published>2007-03-09T07:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T07:22:53.342+07:00</updated><title type='text'>How will I know if I met the person I should marry</title><summary type='text'>The choice of a marriage partner should not be based on “I get a warm , wonderful feeling whenever we’re together and I want to have that warm wonderful feeling forever, so let’s go get married.”.Feelings, as we have discussed, have no logic on their own. They need to be acknowledge, of course, but they need considerable assistance from your brain.Marriage means choosing the person you will spend</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/7987033420929687992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=7987033420929687992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/7987033420929687992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/7987033420929687992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-will-i-know-if-i-met-person-i.html' title='How will I know if I met the person I should marry'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-116000732055874342</id><published>2006-10-05T07:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T07:15:20.560+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk Para Ayah</title><summary type='text'>Semuanya  itu  disadari  John pada saat dia termenung seorang diri,menatap kosong  keluar  jendela  rumahnya.  Dengan  susah  payah  iamencoba untuk memikirkan mengenai pekerjaannya yang menumpuk. Semuanya sia-sia belaka.Yang  ada  dalam  pikirannya  hanyalah  perkataan anaknya Magy disuatusore sekitar  3  minggu  yang  lalu.  Malam itu, 3 minggu yang lalu Johnmembawa pekerjaannya  pulang.  Ada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/116000732055874342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=116000732055874342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/116000732055874342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/116000732055874342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2006/10/untuk-para-ayah.html' title='Untuk Para Ayah'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-116000711643135076</id><published>2006-10-05T07:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T07:11:56.443+07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love....</title><summary type='text'>Para penumpang bus memandang penuh simpati ketika wanita mudaberpenampilan menarik dan bertongkat putih itu dengan hati-hatimenaiki tangga. Dia membayar sopir bus lalu, dengan tangan meraba-raba kursi, dia berjalan menyusuri lorong sampai menemukan kursi yang tadi dikatakan kosong oleh si sopir. Kemudian ia duduk, meletakkan tasnya dipangkuannya dan menyandarkan tongkatnya pada tungkainya.Setahun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/116000711643135076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=116000711643135076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/116000711643135076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/116000711643135076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2006/10/true-love.html' title='True Love....'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-115726906072492265</id><published>2006-09-03T14:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:37:40.726+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nice Story To Remember When Our Temper Is Short</title><summary type='text'>The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-olddaughter  for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money wastight and he became  infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box toput under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her  father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/115726906072492265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=115726906072492265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115726906072492265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115726906072492265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2006/09/nice-story-to-remember-when-our-temper.html' title='A Nice Story To Remember When Our Temper Is Short'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-115726888201135443</id><published>2006-09-03T14:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:34:42.013+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A must to read...</title><summary type='text'>Keep this in mind.This is for all: the recently married,the ones who have been married,the soon to get married, andthe ones who are still looking.Years ago, I asked God to give me a spouse,"You don't own because you didn't ask" God said.Not only I asked for a spouse but also explained what kind of spouse Iwanted.I want a nice, tender, forgiving, passionate, honest, peaceful,generous, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/115726888201135443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=115726888201135443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115726888201135443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115726888201135443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2006/09/must-to-read.html' title='A must to read...'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-115726876059144441</id><published>2006-09-03T14:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:32:40.593+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharpen the axe</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time, there was a very strong woodcutter.He asked for a job from a timber merchant, and he got it.The pay was really good and so were the work conditions.For that reason, the woodcutter was determined to do his best.  His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work. The first day, the woodcutter brought down 18 trees. The Boss was very much impressed and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/115726876059144441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=115726876059144441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115726876059144441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115726876059144441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2006/09/sharpen-axe.html' title='Sharpen the axe'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731998.post-115715705649199331</id><published>2006-09-02T07:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:30:56.493+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things in Life</title><summary type='text'>Too often we don't realize What we have until it's goneToo often we wait to late to say "I'm sorry, I was wrong"Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones We hold dearest to our heartsAnd we allow stupid things To tear our lives apartFar too many times we let Unimportant things get in our mindAnd by then it's usually too late To see what made us blindSo be sure that you let people know How much they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/feeds/115715705649199331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33731998&amp;postID=115715705649199331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115715705649199331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33731998/posts/default/115715705649199331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taufanlubis.blogspot.com/2006/09/little-things-in-life.html' title='The Little Things in Life'/><author><name>Taufan Lubis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15194141800998408177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7745/3707/1600/taufan1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
