<?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-4756869451697070530</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:16:29.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pralhad ghimire</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756869451697070530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pralhad ghimire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLM7Y1zH7FU/TaxPosE5tOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kt9vbD2y6TA/s220/IMG_0457.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756869451697070530.post-5000563450067281976</id><published>2011-09-27T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:24:16.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the time of missing friends at facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;yesterday all my trouble seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;now it looks as though they are here to stay&lt;br /&gt;oh! i believe on yesterday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why they had to go i don't know &lt;br /&gt;they wouldn't say&lt;br /&gt;i said something wrong now i long for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday love was such an easy game to play&lt;br /&gt;now i need a place to hide away&lt;br /&gt;oh! yesterday came suddently&lt;br /&gt;why they had to go i don't know &lt;br /&gt;they wouldn't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said something wrong now i long for yesterdayaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am really depressed, frustrated and happy to my life, cos i am going to miss something which i have never missed, cos i have to miss it one day. the day has come today. i am happy today. How good day is this of my going on with me if is miss all of them. i cannot get something something great without missing something great. i don't think it is very great things that i am going to miss. i am gonna miss you all. i am gonna miss myself. i think this is only the suitable way for me to reach to the point which no one have ever imagined. i think i will certainly reach there. how great is day is this of my going on with me when i am alone. i am happy to my life cos i have never face any trouble in my life. i am really happy to say this cos i know i have to struggle more in my life. i know i have to do very hard labour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;i used to say " i and me" now its " us now its we". how lovely day is this of my life going with me when i walk alone in the street. how funny they would think when they saw me walking alone beside them.&amp;nbsp; i don't want to say anything about them cos today i am writing of my of field of my own way, of my own living. i am depressed to day soo i am writing these to you because you have not face the situation that i have faced taday. i know when the day come to you to face the situation that i have face then you will come to my way. hope the day will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;imagine there is no heaven&lt;br /&gt;no hell below us&lt;br /&gt;above us only sky&lt;br /&gt;imagine all the people living life in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine there is no country&lt;br /&gt;no boundry between us&lt;br /&gt;now wall will stop to meet us&lt;br /&gt;imagine you are me and i am you&lt;br /&gt;then you will know who is me&lt;br /&gt;then i&amp;nbsp; will know who i you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the life without me&lt;br /&gt;imagine the way without me&lt;br /&gt;imagine all the people &lt;br /&gt;living life in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sweet day is this of my going on with me when they all lesen that i have ben lisning from long time. this the the different betwen you an me that you always see the gap and i always see the love. this is the difference in betwen us that you always focous yourself that i always focous you. anyway i am really confusing today not today now. that my finger tips are moving life the rain drop falls in the rainy day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are flowing out like&lt;br /&gt;endless rain into a paper cup&lt;br /&gt;while they slither &lt;br /&gt;asking for my way&lt;br /&gt;i ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the images of broken heart&lt;br /&gt;that falls inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;when i left the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound of laughter&lt;br /&gt;sorrow of joy&lt;br /&gt;are drifting over my open mind&lt;br /&gt;like they themself mayking noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay guru deva om&lt;br /&gt;jay guru deva om&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;nothing gonna change my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how fine is it of my life going on with me. i am writing this all to my friends, my dear freinds. i am going away from you. i will come to see you at your dreeam i will certainly come to see you when you close your eyes and imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you let me take you heart&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i will prove to you we will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;if i am part of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open up your eyes now tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;it is no surprise now wat you see is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to me one more time&lt;br /&gt;how can i get through &lt;br /&gt;can't you try to see that i'm trying to get to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big and black the coulds may be time will pass away&lt;br /&gt;if you put the trust on me&lt;br /&gt;i will make bright you day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking to this eyes now tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;it is no surprise now what you see is me&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy with myself that i am gaining many things without paining. no pain no gain. is it true? of course not cos it is not applied to me. how do you say that it is true for us. i want to walk in the jungle like a wild animale walks. i want to fly like a lonely bird flies. i want to go ahead like he is going ahead. i really love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is my latest frends whom i can never forget. i used to see him as a boy and he put a deep memory in my heart. so when i saw him after 8 years back i easily knew that is he. these days we meet together, enjoy together, smoke together and laugh together, but he does not laught as i am laughing beside him. anyways his words are enough to me to change my self. his arrival is enough to me to know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; someone is here at my room to disturb me. i want to stop typing for few minutes then i will back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; okay friends i m bak now to share you, to share myself. one special song devoted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i am sorry to say i forget the song and lyric but it is sure that i know the conclusion its " i am gonna miss you forever, i am gonna miss you all, gonna miss you all. okay don't mine i will say you the next song which i have recently written specially to him, my dear freind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he used to see me as a boy&lt;br /&gt;now i am teen and he is keen on english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he used to write in the morning&lt;br /&gt;spend his day on learning&lt;br /&gt;he used to know about him&lt;br /&gt;now he forget all of them and i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he captured my image towards him&lt;br /&gt;he is funny and charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his name is .........&lt;br /&gt;his name is .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;how fine day is this of my going on with me if i stay with him. i am happy to listen his voice, to know his expirence. he is very change when i have seen him when i was a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; anyway, what is anyway cos i am not finding any way to go. soo its useless to write anyway here. if there is no way then where to go. the road will deceive us let alone the people. i am never be hatered by any people whom i have talked deeply. when i talk to them they finally impressed towards me like a bee attracted to flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it is my natural power to lured them. in this about 14 month investigating i found no one is negative towards me all of them are positive. finally they are good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hustle buslte and&lt;br /&gt;so much muscles ours&lt;br /&gt;cells about to seperate &lt;br /&gt;the time has come to deviate and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i forgot the song cos i am drunk taday and i cannot write more about the song but i know those who have read upto this they finally search the song lyric in the internet. internet is the modern acheivement to the people. we can have communication to the people far than us. it is the benifit to us. i have also communicated to many girls and boys but i am leaving these communication from today. probabley the greate question is ariseing in you mind that " wat is the reason behind it" i say there is no reason. it is my personal life and every individual have their own personal life. is it compulsion to share all those things to you? certainly not but friend i&amp;nbsp; will not leave you making you suspense of my life i will certainly write all of these events to my book which is going to publish soon. you can see every thing over there if you have reading habit and realizing capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; what do you first think when there is a book say some special book writer spiro in you hand. probably on that movement you might be thinking " he does wat he says and he says what he will do". this the reality frends. i will do wat i say. lastly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; we were talking about the space between us all&lt;br /&gt;and the people who hide themselves behind the wall of illusion&lt;br /&gt;never glimps the truth&lt;br /&gt;when its far to late&lt;br /&gt;then they pass away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about the love we all could share&lt;br /&gt;when we find it to try ourself to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanking u ba bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mero jeevan jastai timro jeevan pani badliyos&lt;br /&gt;mero prem ko aavibekti soworup mero yo priya &lt;br /&gt;writing ........ lai wopahar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756869451697070530-5000563450067281976?l=pralhadghimire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756869451697070530-7794446050117341322?l=pralhadghimire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/feeds/7794446050117341322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/2011/04/writing-on-net.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756869451697070530/posts/default/7794446050117341322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756869451697070530/posts/default/7794446050117341322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/2011/04/writing-on-net.html' title='writing on the net'/><author><name>pralhad ghimire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLM7Y1zH7FU/TaxPosE5tOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kt9vbD2y6TA/s220/IMG_0457.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756869451697070530.post-2156026784767187993</id><published>2010-10-10T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:08:23.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is there anything that the people find difficult is to copy up their dream and paste it in the form of writing and speaking. Normally must of us have the dream. The dream have been divided into many types. In the dream we find it that we are really there and it happen as if we are really facing when we have waked up from our dream. The types of dream can be classified in many ways. As far I know there can be Horror dream, Wet dream, Nightmare etc. All the above mentioned dream occur only sometimes. It may occur regularly to some and may be partially to some. It is sure that they all have such dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dream is so powerful that it can change the state of mind. It can make the people romantic mood or sad mood. I still remember that my Grandmother feel so sad when she have a horror dream. She remembered all the dead person in her dream and they are talking with her. Suddenly, when she wakes up from her dreaming her mind automatically remember all those things she had just seen in her dream. All this rememberance make her feel afraid. When I asked her a question that, " Grandmother you are afraid of&amp;nbsp; the people or our relatives that had died about 30 or 40 years ago. Now see your appearance you are old. Your hair are white, there are wrinkle in your face, you cannot walk so long distance, you cannot do the work and how do you see that dead people. Are they still younger that you have seen then about 40 years ago or the time have changed them also like you and they also see as old as you". She answered quite easily that I saw them as&amp;nbsp; I used to see them at that time. Then I feel how strange is her dream. She can explained detail about her dream as if we feel we are listening the story or watching a movie. But the difference between the story listening and watching movie from her dream that her dream always tell sad events but we find both sadness and enjoyment in the story and movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I find myself confusing about her dream. In her old age also where her memory have fallen down or goes down. She can explained her dream easily it makes us feel that she has a great rememberance. Most of the people might feel confusing about the copying of her dream and pasting it in a form of speaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756869451697070530-2156026784767187993?l=pralhadghimire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/feeds/2156026784767187993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/2010/10/dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756869451697070530/posts/default/2156026784767187993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756869451697070530/posts/default/2156026784767187993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/2010/10/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>pralhad ghimire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLM7Y1zH7FU/TaxPosE5tOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kt9vbD2y6TA/s220/IMG_0457.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756869451697070530.post-996099845734543785</id><published>2010-10-10T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:22:15.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habit of writing</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Writing is a good habit of expressing something that a man have faced in a better and detail way. Moreover, writing makes a man fresh of thing those that had made him feel bore in an effective way. In the world most of the people have no writing habits. Writing habit should must be started from their childhood time. Because child is like a clay. We can make anything from the clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Above I have mentioned that most of the children have no writing habits. I think I mentioned quite confusing things. You many think that today or now in this 21st century, the child are send to the school from their childhood time and they read and write there. So there is writing habits.The matter you have thought also right.I admire it. But the main thing that I'm saying here is they can write more a&amp;nbsp; page with looking something like book and copy but when the time come to them to write something other than the thing they have read. I think they hardly write a page. And it is sure that they cannot continously write as I'm writing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So those all thing I talked and explained above is that writing ourself is a best way of improving ourself. We can improve to ourself by writing. But there should be continous writing. Without stopping. This is because in this process it develp our writing speed as well as make us so familiar to talk to the people . So&amp;nbsp; the first priority to make the children writing habit are their parents. Unforutunately, most the the parents are uneducated. They don't know the impotant of writing habit. They always force their child just to write and read the things that have been mentioned on their course book. So the children feel its compulsion to read and write. So this also make them feel bore for writing otherthing than book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Second, teacher is most responsible for the career of their child or student. They are the clay maker and the student are clay. I've already shown the relationship between clay and clay maker above. The most important thing that the teacher can do is they make habit first for writing. Then only they should say their student for writing habit. If they do not follow the habit of writing they do not have right to say their child for writing saying it improves your intellectual and it is the most important thing in your life. This much for today the rest in the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756869451697070530-996099845734543785?l=pralhadghimire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/feeds/996099845734543785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/2010/10/habit-of-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756869451697070530/posts/default/996099845734543785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4756869451697070530/posts/default/996099845734543785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pralhadghimire.blogspot.com/2010/10/habit-of-writing.html' title='Habit of writing'/><author><name>pralhad ghimire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLM7Y1zH7FU/TaxPosE5tOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kt9vbD2y6TA/s220/IMG_0457.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
