<?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-349077376725317320</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:29:43.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BESTOWED OF LIFE :~</title><subtitle type='html'>“A friend is one who comes to you when all others leave.”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4174784214697552598</id><published>2010-01-24T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T02:04:08.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm planning to spend lots of time 1ly wid U</title><summary type='text'> Dear diaryIt's too long that i was not able to submit you with anything. since the day of January 2nd I have sifted to another new place that is Shankhamul Kathmandu, and since the day of 3rd january I was very busy to attained one activity of UNI,and again the cause of UNI-Nepal conference I'm not being so free which is going to be held at 30th january 2010. so I getting so tired with all this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4174784214697552598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4174784214697552598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-planning-to-spend-lots-of-time-1ly.html' title='I&apos;m planning to spend lots of time 1ly wid U'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/S1waf1A3VBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/KKHIAkI1TwY/s72-c/DSC01546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-8906275023587071048</id><published>2009-06-17T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:53:57.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Apartment</title><summary type='text'>Well,I have decided that I m going to take the Room to Shift there.I know, i am upset about it. But there is no way that to stay more here, Bcoz My Martinal uncle(MAMA) wants to make me shift from his house now!!! aahh...oky i'm getting confused why he wants to be rid from me,Have I done any Mistake? am i a bad guy.should I stay or should I go? lot's of question rising on my mind but could not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8906275023587071048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8906275023587071048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-apartment.html' title='New Apartment'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-8382392666320140144</id><published>2009-05-21T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:25:47.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><summary type='text'>Today is the day of my birthday,This day been so best to me!!! My Fren Goma did a call early in the morning about 4am.i got to know that the day is my birthday very suprisingly. My MAMA (Alok sir) sent out a Birthday gift with Shhhh its a suprise b-day for Me secretly into my tiny bag with wishing May my progress leaps and bounds, Thankyou Alok sir. At first I did not want to tell anyone about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8382392666320140144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8382392666320140144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/ShUBviSIcgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/48_UpQ1ZPGQ/s72-c/birthday-cake+Niroz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-8728277394068646588</id><published>2009-05-07T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:30:00.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BESTEST</title><summary type='text'>Oky...I found it , The unknown lady who was oftenly calling me is Juni shrestha,And Thank god i got my Best fren Lily,just a moment ago, i talked her being so happy.you kno what? When I'm down, there's this only one Fren(Lily) who understands me. Listens to the words I say - and the words I don't. My crying-shoulder. My secret keeper. My BESTEST FRIEND. The one who stays when the whole world just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8728277394068646588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8728277394068646588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-bestest.html' title='MY BESTEST'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4893819917546952185</id><published>2009-05-06T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:32:41.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIFFICULTY OF FIRST  SETTLEMENT</title><summary type='text'>Since Just before Half an hour i got surprise to know that i have to settle by my own ability, But how? Now I'm suffering from a lot of problematic things among them the major problem is my financial .problem is getting that to survive In kTM whith my very short salary just about Rs.5000.and by this i have to searh a room and to purchase a lot of material that to need for live oh, but u know one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4893819917546952185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4893819917546952185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/difficulty-of-first-settlement.html' title='DIFFICULTY OF FIRST  SETTLEMENT'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-8013333567912875170</id><published>2009-05-02T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:09:54.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST WANNA KNOW...WHO IS SHE ???</title><summary type='text'>Since 3-4 days, a girl without any Intract is calling me, i knew that it's a wrong number, but i piked up it and gave her good respose, b'coz i have to find out that she is in real a unknown person or someone that who is flirting me. actully i'm Interested to make good (Intimate) fren but i'm not interested on this girl. anyway let's see what will happen.... she is so annoying ..... she is a tagg</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8013333567912875170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8013333567912875170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-wanna-knowwho-is-she.html' title='I JUST WANNA KNOW...WHO IS SHE ???'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-7145931679242944725</id><published>2009-02-20T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:38:54.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Visit In ILAM &amp; JHAPA</title><summary type='text'> सेतो कपास जस्तो देखिने, तर निर्जिव धुँवा आकाशमा उडिरहेको थियो । र्ब्यर्थको जिन्दगीझैँ अर्थहिन दिनहरु उदासिमा निस्तब्धताको मलिन आवाज बोकेर क्रमशः बित्ने क्रममा थिए ।हरेक बिहान उदाउने नौलो दिनले नयाँ कुराहरु प्रदान गर्छ भन्ने कुरासंग फगत म मात्र बिमत थिएँ । मेरा लागि नयाँ भएर बन्ने दिनहरुले नौलो कुरा केहि नल्याएको अनुभव हुनुमा भने कुनै शंका थिएन । हरेक दिन उहि दिनचर्या, उहि भिडका बिच रुमल्लिनु, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7145931679242944725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7145931679242944725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-visit-in-ilam-jhapa.html' title='My First Visit In ILAM &amp; JHAPA'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/Saz3_-M1yFI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Hb7c2H0at2E/s72-c/nerooo+02+copy01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-7470057032010080629</id><published>2009-02-10T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:56:09.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kanchan</title><summary type='text'>My fren Kanchan 4m Patan is my intimate fren . I know her since 5 year as well. she is so wise but very Innocent. In my life she is the first girl fren of mine. By her all she means me as bosom. She is not only my fren, but also as Sister n Teacher. Before i met her hardly ever did i want to speak to others. But by her, i learned to face with others. I remember The first Time, when she had called</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7470057032010080629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7470057032010080629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/02/kanchan.html' title='kanchan'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SZE9IWPi3mI/AAAAAAAAAXE/9wHpucb0Afc/s72-c/Image(248)+copy01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-3538698872323092275</id><published>2009-01-17T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:56:18.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first visit In Balkumari</title><summary type='text'> Wow!!!!! My saturday was at the stage of burning sun. It was a great surprise that my fren NERO -BATHINDA was waiting to meet me,Just day before yesturday i had met First time with my lovely fren Goma but again i got the chance to meet another fren NERO From T.Poor,Yesturday 17th Jan 2009, altough the day was saturday i was in my office ,Suddenly My fren Nero had called me and told that she is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/3538698872323092275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/3538698872323092275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-visit-in-balkumari.html' title='My first visit In Balkumari'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SZEy-9_I5GI/AAAAAAAAAWk/tIV-0JQrx_0/s72-c/Nanuniu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-8219086963248621343</id><published>2009-01-16T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:57:48.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet fren</title><summary type='text'>Friday, January 16, 2009Hey bEbs!!!!!! Today I'm very happy to got the chance to meet my super.......fren Goma frpm palpa.Nobody knows that how we met and also how we spent a short but pleasur time. since long I wanted to meet her very much but also was worried to have the time thinking that how to face with her in our first Meeting.But it has been so easy to face her today, because she is so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8219086963248621343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8219086963248621343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweet-fren.html' title='sweet fren'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SZFBc0oPDpI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6HVhh4PWhO0/s72-c/Image037+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-1703462460276300497</id><published>2009-01-15T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T03:24:45.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to Meet</title><summary type='text'>Heey Diary!Ok, I still on vacation.But It was so boring.I'm so far away from my friend, my real friends and there is nothing to do here, But now I'm having fun to hearing that My Fren is comming to see me, Wow..!!! isn't it Great news??????? My fren Goma , she mean really Super fren to me,I really care about her and she is really good with me .Since My vacation I didn't want to do anything but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1703462460276300497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1703462460276300497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting-to-meet.html' title='Waiting to Meet'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4240621103116089889</id><published>2008-07-13T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:16:29.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temperature started to rise.</title><summary type='text'>My body was so weak and my body temperature started to rise. I took paracetamol first Pantoprazole second and Afloxacin last and for the short time I felt a lot better. as a advice regards doctor My mind started to nag me for not making blood testing again to see what's wrong with my body. and next day when I told to doctor that my temperature rised and I felt first LFT cheast pain and Back pain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4240621103116089889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4240621103116089889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/once-i-had-soughted-doctor.html' title='Temperature started to rise.'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-3013064364864539005</id><published>2008-07-12T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:39:44.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>स्वप्निल तरंग</title><summary type='text'>मौन स्थिति माझ बोलिको प्रफुष्ठन......निरोज म निकैथाके उनले भनिन् । म उनको सम्मुख उभ्भिए र मुस्कुराएँ मात्र , त्यसपछि उनले बिस्तारै मेरो कुममाथि हात राखिन् , मैले उनलाई अर्कै तिर हेर्न निर्देशीत गरेँ । हाम्रो अगाडि केहि पर करिव ५० आना जति क्षेत्रफल ओगटेको पुर्न वृत्ताकार कालो चुम्बक जमिनमा समतल ओच्छ्याईएको थियो । त्यसको ठिक मध्यभागमा चन्द्रमाको घेरा जस्तै देखिने अर्को वृत्त घेरा र त्यसको ३०० मिटर </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/3013064364864539005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/3013064364864539005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='स्वप्निल तरंग'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-2346456621144738851</id><published>2008-07-11T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:16:01.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor was worried with my condition</title><summary type='text'>Till Now,No body knows that of my family,How i spending my each and every days with out them, Here in Lalitpur i live in Bhainsepati-with my Martinal uncle, There are so many busy people in the world.one of them is my uncle who is verey busy in the nepalies busy context. today I got faint out side of my college.and my frenz took me to hospital, I was warded for brain fever( means the problem of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2346456621144738851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2346456621144738851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/doctor-was-worried-with-my-condition.html' title='Doctor was worried with my condition'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-2901456320238517364</id><published>2008-07-10T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T01:19:53.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurtfull recuring  Dream !!!</title><summary type='text'>Day before yesterday again I dream that she was calling my name- twice. I was sure it was her. I woke up and could not go to sleep any more. Yesterday in the afternoon again she came into my dreams, I saw her with a child in a semi dark room, asking me to tell about my life. I was having a mixed feeling. I wanted to tell her but was feeling hurt and humiliated . so I said I won't , then she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2901456320238517364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2901456320238517364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-before-yesterday-again-i-dream-that.html' title='Hurtfull recuring  Dream !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-8276847495623607636</id><published>2008-07-09T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:34:23.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, Money, Money It's not so funny !!!</title><summary type='text'>I have a big obligation for my family and future,Now i'm in satge of half moon. and i can't give that much of light however my Parants hope. and also i can't get enough light from others.I need some Money to breath. There is a big problem to earn money in the poor mans world. I know, same as mine there are a lots of  families everyday are preaching like it. The result of all this is that the poor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8276847495623607636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8276847495623607636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/money-money-money-its-not-so-funny.html' title='Money, Money, Money It&apos;s not so funny !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-1405995845829525156</id><published>2008-07-07T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:01:07.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>पराई झैं ठान्छ्यौ किन ? (JPT - Gazal)</title><summary type='text'>झल्झलि म सधैं देख्छु कहिलेकाँहि भन्छ्यौ किन ?भन प्रिय मनका कुरा पराई झैं ठान्छ्यौ किन ?पृथक बन्नु राम्रो हुन्छ देखासिकी गर्नु भन्दा ,साच्चै माया लाग्छ भने टाढा फेरी जान्छ्यौ किन ? उतार चढाव आईरन्छ सबैको जिबन उस्तै नै हो,मत र्झन चाहन्नथे तिमी तल तान्छ्यौ किन ?र्ब्यर्थको त्यो कोलाहल भन्दा मन पर्छ मौनता नै ,बास्तबिकता बुझ्छु म नि अबुझ झैं ठान्छ्यौ किन ?पर्खि बसेंथे दलदल बाट उतार्न तिमीलाई भनी ,चुसी </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1405995845829525156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1405995845829525156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_07.html' title='पराई झैं ठान्छ्यौ किन ? (JPT - Gazal)'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-221489994382030841</id><published>2008-07-02T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T03:14:26.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being so moody !!!</title><summary type='text'>I am so loner। People assume that I am saddy because I dont smile alot, although i always happy from the innner of my heart.but i donno why I can't smile alot seeing another person. my mood is different, I am sad, anger, bitter, happy, from one second to the next. I just want to know how I can show to others that i'm always happy?Also, I tend to not like people for no reason at all... why is that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/221489994382030841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/221489994382030841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-so-moody.html' title='Being so moody !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-7106989420068610559</id><published>2008-06-17T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:48:21.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some thing different !!!</title><summary type='text'>I was chatting like non-stop since the day before yesturday , with my new chat fren : Bwona...but this day bwona is not at on line*sighs*...i dunno what will i do now my mind is like a rock right now today.and i'm still reading fanfiction stories ...i'm drawing a girls pic wirte now......i mostly love to draw human faces and ...lol... waaaaaaaaaaaa~ nothing to do frenz... so annoying...nuisance..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7106989420068610559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7106989420068610559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/05/jpt.html' title='some thing different !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-7424786127506146191</id><published>2008-06-15T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:52.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hye Diary !!!</title><summary type='text'>Dear Diary,I know I've been terrible lately. I've been thinking about you, but honestly I haven't paid you as much attention as I should have now a days. I've been out of my thinking,so couldn't write any thing so far and you know i'm in tention coz of my.........But in Having classes, passing new days, searching website coding, running at busy path and having fun eating chana every morning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7424786127506146191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7424786127506146191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/06/hye-diary.html' title='Hye Diary !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SFn-sCuTQZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/SNojyKNk8ng/s72-c/Untitled-1165441515+copy12121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-3994976227674705612</id><published>2008-06-01T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:52.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>नारी सुलभ चाल</title><summary type='text'> हावा संगै फरफराउने इसिनग्ध बाल राम्रो,लज्जाले अभीभुत नारी सुलभ चाल राम्रो !! अपुष्ट छ सौन्दर्य भाबुकताका वज भित्र,जो सुकै फस्न सक्ने मुस्कानको त्यो जाल राम्रो!!फुल्छ प्रेम फुल झै बिज रोपी कोमल मन,हर्रस होस वा बिस्मात बग्ने नैनि ताल राम्रो!! पुष्ट सुदृढ स्तन गोंरा सुडौल तिघ्राहरू, म्रीदु भाषि बचनका ओंठ खेस्रा लाल राम्रो!! परेवाको झै घाँटीं आहा कुटील ति आँखी भौ, शिहँ झै लच्कि हिड्नें कम्मरको छाल </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/3994976227674705612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/3994976227674705612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_21.html' title='नारी सुलभ चाल'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SF30nKgJnXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rw3jx83tJWc/s72-c/girl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4891372165284412824</id><published>2008-05-27T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:52.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T KEEP QUIET</title><summary type='text'>Don't Keep Quiet,Talk to your frenz ,co workers or reltives you can trust about your situation. It is important to have strong support if you are being sexually harassed.If you keep your feeling to yourselfyou will probably feel isolated and powerless and scared of taking action.By speaking out and insisting that something is done about sexual harassment you will be helping to stop this from of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4891372165284412824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4891372165284412824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-keep-quiet.html' title='DON&apos;T KEEP QUIET'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SFj4FhQkd9I/AAAAAAAAAPs/UpzpKfopBUU/s72-c/Quiet_Please_CD_Cover+copy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-2934542260919437281</id><published>2008-05-15T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:24:54.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pain No Gain</title><summary type='text'>There is a saying that "NO Pain No Gain".I Think Too Much Pain truely is proof of your existence. I don't know what's the real ....? I don't even know if I'm real... but the blade of moment that damned painful cuts through my skin,and I know I'm real. Once i had heared that the pain is a warning to protect you. I can kind of believe it. But i think pain does not warn you. It just makes you feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2934542260919437281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2934542260919437281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='No Pain No Gain'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-687709121535504389</id><published>2008-05-12T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T03:10:20.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>गल्ति भयो !!!</title><summary type='text'>तिम्रो चाह बुझेकै छु भनिन र गल्ति भयो ,तिम्रो अघि खुलि हाँस्न सकिन र गल्ति भयो !!! नछल्केरै धेर थियो देखिनौ त म के गरु ,गहन गितमा तान कुनै भेटिन र गल्ति भयो !!!आफ्नो गन्यौं दुई थोपा मेरो झरी ब्यर्थै गयो ,तिम्रो हाँसो हेर्न असर राखिन र गल्ति भयो !!!चुपचाप सहृयौ एक्लै सारा दुख अँधेरीमा ,तिम्रो पिडा अँधेरीमा देखिन र गल्ति भयो !!!दोधारमा फसेपछि मौन त्यसै र्छाईदियो ,मनमा माया राखेकैछु भनिन र गल्ति भयो</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/687709121535504389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/687709121535504389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='गल्ति भयो !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-2104737655543853618</id><published>2008-05-12T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:53.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &amp; MY BEST FRIEND</title><summary type='text'> Hi I'm Niroz, I wanted to tell you about how I met the sweetest, kindest and most caring person and how she became my best friend. Goma and I have been friends for just over 2 years now, we met online around August of 2006 in a chat room on MSM that she was running. I had had some online friendships before but right after talking to Goma for the first time I knew this was different. She was such</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2104737655543853618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2104737655543853618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-my-best-friend.html' title='I &amp; MY BEST FRIEND'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SFomQQYwxnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ISwwzcUN7vg/s72-c/NiouetMarui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-5582200885153122356</id><published>2008-05-09T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:26:21.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING FRIDAY</title><summary type='text'>WELL TODAY WAS A NOT PRODUCTIVE DAY FOR ME, I WENT TO THE LAGANKHEL IN THIS MORNING,AND I HAD VISITED A ART GALLERY EARLY IN THE MORNING ,I WAS BEEN THERE FOR TWO HOURS.WHEN I WAS WANDERING BESIDE THE BUS PARK I MET TO MY FREN NANDI, SHE ASKED ME TO SPEND LITTLE TIME FOR HER, THEN WE SAT AT THE LITTLE HOUSE WHICH WAS PRETTY MUCH AND EVEN MUCH BETTER WAS SHE , SHE IS MORE BEAUTIFULL THAN PAST,AND </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/5582200885153122356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/5582200885153122356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/05/boring-friday.html' title='BORING FRIDAY'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4227018790974375749</id><published>2008-03-24T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T01:37:10.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST-LOVE- ur Friends!</title><summary type='text'>I LOVE my frens ..very much.without frens ur nothing..Frens are ur LIFE! like mine they are suuuuuupeeeeeer 4 me. I can share with them anything I want!! I have just few frens their names areeeeeeee........1) BILASHNA 2)Dr.Sa30 3) Cascade 4) Butauli(GoMa) 5)Rosery 6) Basant! 7)D_Nesh 8)Kanchan 9) Lily 10) Niki 11) Shabu12) DAM!+RA, 13) sunita 14) Kiran 15)HImal 16)Suzan 17) Dhara 18)Radhika 19)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4227018790974375749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4227018790974375749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-love-ur-friends.html' title='JUST-LOVE- ur Friends!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-6152617772048124783</id><published>2008-03-11T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:53.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT's TIME TO BE FREE</title><summary type='text'> So after ...reading Frend's personal narrative I was inspired to write. Its time to free myself...ve'ing freedom.from all the obstacles I put in my way. Its time to take these bars and barriers away and just be me and FEEL good about it. Its amazing how messed up people's perceptions are, so many people are thinking and feeling the same way you are...u are not unique from them. u r moving ur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/6152617772048124783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/6152617772048124783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-time-to-be-free.html' title='IT&apos;s TIME TO BE FREE'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SFohMiungJI/AAAAAAAAAQM/KRQ3nVgJwAQ/s72-c/20080323-SinsGraphicb00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-1378039541658454054</id><published>2008-03-11T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T03:11:30.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>देवताको त रास छ !!!</title><summary type='text'>देव खोज्छौ मन्दिरमा मनमा दैत्य वास छ !नचिनेर मात्र नै हो देवताको त रास छ !मुर्ति ढोगेर रत्तिदैमा देवता देखिदैन,भित्री आँखा खोल्न सके त्यहाँ केहि खास छ !मर्माहत हूँदा मात्र देवता आँखा भरी ,त्यै ढोँग देखेर त देवता नि उदास छ !जिउ सजाई घण्टि हल्लाईपुण्य पाइदैन ,दुखियालाई मदत् गरे धर्म आफ्नै पास छ !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1378039541658454054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1378039541658454054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_9092.html' title='देवताको त रास छ !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-8604071695414840111</id><published>2008-02-25T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:53.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEPRESSED</title><summary type='text'> I feel so... down today and I dont know why these little things get into me. I feel like crying,feeling so bore. I feel that there is something heavy on my chest and getting pain on my head. I dont really understand why it happening to me.Just feeling so...... weakness...... I bet it's the hormones flaring up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8604071695414840111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/8604071695414840111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/depressed.html' title='DEPRESSED'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SFoiU-Q06QI/AAAAAAAAAQU/R4iYpAbVx-g/s72-c/Outbreak-%23final+copy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4222605512139827100</id><published>2008-02-24T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:53.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAAPLEJUNG  BAN-VOJ</title><summary type='text'> YESTURDAY23th February 2008 Saturday .i spent the whole morning reading the paper and everyday it is the samenews violence ,conflict,politicle crisis since it was saturday, i decided to manage some timew for my frenz...it was so .....cool day, The weather had been almost clear since the morning my frens asking for an outing ( picNic) for a long time . After having our brunch at around 7am we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4222605512139827100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4222605512139827100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/taaplejung-ban-voj-picnic.html' title='TAAPLEJUNG  BAN-VOJ'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-2615067645594780766</id><published>2008-02-24T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:53.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PALM FAMILY</title><summary type='text'>I have a palm family!My dad-a gentle man, is as thumb..he is very friendly with me, my dad is my super best friend;) um...My mum- an innocence housewomen, she is very Kind and lovable ,she is our fourth finger,My sis -She is so angerfull lady but as a middle finger - she care's us so much and loves we all, Yum! Me~Niroz. second finger. of BINDAAS person..i donn kno....what i'm ?..but i just know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2615067645594780766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/2615067645594780766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/palm-family.html' title='PALM FAMILY'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SFoDkznJqSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Q_HCY8WRtLc/s72-c/hand_palm.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4651457211277026912</id><published>2008-02-23T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:53.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE WITHOUT HOPE !!!</title><summary type='text'> Dear B.....As silence fills my loneliness Only for you my heart cries The growing pain within myself That tears every senses of my life.Tears flow endlessly Even my eyes swells in deep agony But nothing had been left That I burned even more with desire Just to feel the warmness of your embrace.I still have the memories when we first meet.I always say I LOVE YOU Deep inside my heart I doThinking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4651457211277026912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4651457211277026912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-without-hope.html' title='LOVE WITHOUT HOPE !!!'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/SFjn6xtOZQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gtfRGAkVeAQ/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-1324547760643559171</id><published>2008-02-18T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:54.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>झलझली</title><summary type='text'>झलझली म सधै देख्छु कहिल्ये काही भन्छ्येऊ किनभन प्रिये मन का कुरा पराई झै ठान्छ्येऊ किनपृथक बन्नू राम्रो हुन्छ देखा सिकी गर्नु भंन्दासच्ची माया लाग्छ भने टाढा तिमि ठान्छ्येऊ किन उतार चढाव आई रन्छ सबको जीवन उस्तै नै होम त झर्न चाहन्नथे तिमि तल तान्छ्येऊ किनबेर्थको त्यो कोलाहल भन्दा मन पर्छ मौंतानैबास्तबिकता बुझछु म नि अबुझ झइ ठआंछ्येउ किनपरखेकोछु दल्दल बाट उतार्न तिमिलाइ भनि चुसि भाग्ने भमरा हैन </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1324547760643559171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/1324547760643559171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_1180.html' title='झलझली'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R9Zh47VgLlI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dRpul6xW3RE/s72-c/niim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4442876037069244497</id><published>2008-02-04T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:55.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEPALI NATIONAL ANTHEM :</title><summary type='text'>National Anthem: Sayau thunga phoolkaa haamee yautai mala nepali, Sarwabhauma bhai phailayakaa mechi mahakalee, Prakritekaa kotee kotee sampadako aachala, Beer harukaa ragatale swatantra ra aatala, Gyanbhumee shantebhumee tarai pahaada hemaala, Akhanda yoo pyaro hamro matrebhumee nepal, Bahul jaate bhashha dharma sanskritee chhan besaala, Agragame rastra hamro jaya jaya nepalEnglish Translation: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4442876037069244497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4442876037069244497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/introduction-of-nepal.html' title='NEPALI NATIONAL ANTHEM :'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R6bv8ukneWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/r8JFMqAhPWQ/s72-c/development560x232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-4682751028908848230</id><published>2008-02-03T23:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:38:55.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DO IT FOR GOOD :</title><summary type='text'>If You Want to keep,keep your promise.If You Want to cultivate,cultivate good manners.If You Want to read,read good books.If You Want to dress,dress the wounds of others.If You Want to kill,kill your pride.If You Want to show, show seeds of love.If You Want to write,write your mistakes.If You Want to die,die for the nation.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4682751028908848230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/4682751028908848230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-it-for-good.html' title='DO IT FOR GOOD :'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R6bm6-kneUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sigxRATLKoE/s72-c/1ayYPv632909-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349077376725317320.post-7724099465439386830</id><published>2008-02-01T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:51:40.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR DIARY</title><summary type='text'>Dear diaryI have for long not written anything… perhaps I am growing old. And yet I am just crossing teenage. Perhaps, it’s the climate, the heat… and yet I feel so cold.I have been wondering about my life too often. What is it that one wants from life? A permanent state of bliss, where all entropy in the world is just a minor irritation… or is it stray incidences of sheer joy which act as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7724099465439386830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/349077376725317320/posts/default/7724099465439386830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirozdiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-diary_01.html' title='DEAR DIARY'/><author><name>N!roz...!!!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ev610vNjShQ/R71Piro_P7I/AAAAAAAAADg/HTI-SUvKYs4/S220/niroz143.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
