<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;CEUARn06fyp7ImA9WxBQEk0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322</id><updated>2010-01-11T17:30:47.317+08:00</updated><title>The Journey of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>“All of life is a journey which paths we take, what we look back on, and what we look forward to is up to us. We determine our destination, what kind of road we will take to get there, and how happy we are when we get there.”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Dk4GRHo6fCp7ImA9WxVXFUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-1683420136306163047</id><published>2009-02-14T03:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:55:25.414+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-02-14T03:55:25.414+08:00</app:edited><title>Happy Valentine day...</title><content type='html'>happy valentine day to everyone..&lt;div&gt;Smile and spread love to everyone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-1683420136306163047?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/1683420136306163047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=1683420136306163047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/1683420136306163047?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/1683420136306163047?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentine-day.html' title='Happy Valentine day...'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C08MQnc8fCp7ImA9WxVRGUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-7888223257944989262</id><published>2009-01-26T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:38:03.974+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-26T14:38:03.974+08:00</app:edited><title>happy chinese new year 2009</title><content type='html'>Its a first day of Chinese new year of 2009. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-7888223257944989262?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/7888223257944989262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=7888223257944989262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/7888223257944989262?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/7888223257944989262?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-2009.html' title='happy chinese new year 2009'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkcCRXo5eyp7ImA9WxVRFks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-8858120687529767994</id><published>2009-01-23T05:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T05:34:24.423+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-23T05:34:24.423+08:00</app:edited><title>watch Slumdog Millionaire movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SXjmRFdYxGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8FIHV9jH4pI/s1600-h/slumdog_millionaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SXjmRFdYxGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8FIHV9jH4pI/s400/slumdog_millionaire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294234543171617890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-style: normal; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A gaudy, gorgeous rush of color, sound and motion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Slumdog Millionaire the  latest from the British shape-shifter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Danny Boyle, doesn’t travel through the lower depths, it giddily bounces from one horror to the next. A modern fairy tale about a pauper angling to become a prince, this sensory blowout largely takes place amid the squalor of Mumbai, India, where lost children and dogs sift through trash so fetid you swear you can smell the discarded mango as well as its peel, or could if the film weren’t already hurtling through another picturesque gutter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Swimming comes naturally to Jamal (the British actor Dev Patel in his feature-film debut), who earns a living as a chai-wallah serving fragrant tea to call-center workers in Mumbai and who, after a series of alternating exhilarating and unnerving adventures, has landed in the hot seat on the television game show “Who Wants to Be a Millionaire.” Yet while the story opens with Jamal on the verge of grabbing the big prize, Simon Beaufoy’s cleverly kinked screenplay, adapted from a novel by Vikas Swarup, embraces a fluid view of time and space, effortlessly shuttling between the young contestant’s past and his present, his childhood spaces and grown-up times. Here, narrative doesn’t begin and end: it flows and eddies — just like life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 22px;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By all rights the texture of Jamal’s life should have been brutally coarsened by tragedy and poverty by the time he makes a grab for the television jackpot. But because “Slumdog Millionaire” is self-consciously (perhaps commercially) framed as a contemporary fairy tale cum love story, or because Mr. Boyle leans toward the sanguine, this proves to be one of the most upbeat stories about living in hell imaginable. It’s a life that begins in a vast, vibrant, sun-soaked, jampacked ghetto, a kaleidoscopic city of flimsy shacks and struggling humanity and takes an abrupt, cruel turn when Jamal (Ayush Mahesh Khedekar), then an exuberant 7, and his cagier brother, Salim (Azharuddin Mohammed Ismail), witness the murder of their mother (Sanchita Choudhary) by marauding fanatics armed with anti-Muslim epithets and clubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cast into the larger, uncaring world along with another new orphan, a shy beauty named Latika (Rubina Ali plays the child, Freida Pinto the teenager), the three children make their way from one refuge to another before falling prey to a villain whose exploitation pushes the story to the edge of the unspeakable. Although there’s something undeniably fascinating, or at least watchable, about this ghastly interlude — the young actors are very appealing and sympathetic, and the images are invariably pleasing even when they shouldn’t be — it’s unsettling to watch these young characters and, by extension, the young nonprofessionals playing them enact such a pantomime. It doesn’t help even if you remember that Jamal makes it out alive long enough to have his 15 televised minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is link through which you can see the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.bollysaga.com/player.php?desi_movie_id=458"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;http://www.bollysaga.com/player.php?desi_movie_id=458&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-8858120687529767994?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/8858120687529767994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=8858120687529767994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8858120687529767994?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8858120687529767994?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/watch-slumdog-millionaire-movie.html' title='watch Slumdog Millionaire movie'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SXjmRFdYxGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8FIHV9jH4pI/s72-c/slumdog_millionaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0MGQX0-eyp7ImA9WxVRE0U.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-2701432132379558742</id><published>2009-01-20T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:17:00.353+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-20T01:17:00.353+08:00</app:edited><title>Friendship&gt;Love ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life means missing expected things and facing unexpected things.&lt;br /&gt;When you are right, no one remembers, but when you are wrong, no one forgets…&lt;br /&gt;This is life keep the lamp of friendship burning with oil of love&lt;br /&gt; bcoz sun rises in east and sets in west but friendship rises in heart and sets after death.&lt;br /&gt; do remember ur friends..&lt;br /&gt; A Friend is : 1% Funny , 2% Sweet , 3% Caring , 4% Loving , and ................... 90% Smart &amp;amp; GooD lOOkinG ham&lt;br /&gt; tum: If A=1 B=2 C=3...............................X=24 Y=25 n Z=26 than&lt;br /&gt; the LOVE ie L+O+V+E =54 similarly&lt;br /&gt; friendship ,F+R+I+E+N+D+S+H+I+P =108&lt;br /&gt;that means friendship is twice much better than love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-2701432132379558742?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/2701432132379558742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=2701432132379558742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/2701432132379558742?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/2701432132379558742?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendshiplove.html' title='Friendship&gt;Love ??'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUAFRnw8cCp7ImA9WxVREk8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-7578818558371220882</id><published>2009-01-17T15:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T05:28:37.278+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-18T05:28:37.278+08:00</app:edited><title>Law of ATTRACTION !!!</title><content type='html'>With the begins of this year, i couldn't feel that my year will go smoothly what i am desiring. So, with this matter, am worried, though, i am trying to find out the best solution which makes my this year smooth with a bright success. Having a stress on it, i can't produce my true smile on my face too that somebody picked up from my smile and suddenly asked me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; " DIPAK, are you okay??" and again i smiled on him to say, yea i am. But he explained me, either you okay or not, but it doesn't feel comfortable on you, so please express it. So, i told him, yea i am a bit worried about myself means the things are not moving well in my view which brings me in boarder line of unsuccses of life. Than he suggested me that, do you know law of attraction??? i simply say , yea i had read it on my schooling life.NEWTON'S law of attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he again forced on his clue that he is talking in the implemation of law of attraction in our life and according to him, he wanted to clear that, if we think positively the outcome or result also appeared as a positively and same as vice-versa means negatives outcomes because of thinking negative. so, let's talk about day, that, in moring time if we think that we can do good, we can get acheive or we can get sucess than hopefully that day become a clear and happy day but when we moring time worried about everthing than the day become wrose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he was doing point out these things i remember an example, if we are in rush, we can't findout our car key !! than after sometimes got key, doing start car, couldn't start too. Then if wait for a taxi, taxi also can't come on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, the negative thinking brings negative result whereas positive thinking brings positive result which is known as a law of attraction on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, today onwards, i am also thinking positively that if something i am planning to do, i just wish and become happy and let the things go according to time not taking so worried. I hope i could do better and best in my upcoming time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-7578818558371220882?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/7578818558371220882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=7578818558371220882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/7578818558371220882?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/7578818558371220882?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/law-of-attraction.html' title='Law of ATTRACTION !!!'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE4DSXg7fyp7ImA9WxVSF0o.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-1304573079359725017</id><published>2009-01-12T22:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:09:38.607+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-12T23:09:38.607+08:00</app:edited><title>When Graphic Artists Get bored?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SWtc9mG0NNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/qBHGk_FPUxg/s1600-h/download-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 100%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.4em; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 93%; line-height: 1.5em; vertical-align: middle; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/lovesm.jpg" align="right" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is, of course, about a pair of star-crossed lovers. Two teenagers pursue their love for each other despite the fact that their families have been at odds with each other for decades. The story combines swordfighting, disguise, misunderstanding, tragedy, humor, and some of the most romantic language found in literature all in the name of true love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/montgang.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/mgang.jpg" border="0" align="left" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In Verona, Italy in the late 1500's, two powerful families the Montagues and the Capulets have been feuding with each other for years. Old Capulet, Juliet's father, throws a party to which he invites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/party.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/partys.jpg" border="0" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;all his friends. The Montagues are not invited of course, but Romeo devises a plan to get a look at Rosaline; a young girl he has been pursing. He disguises himself and slips into the party. Once inside, his attention is stolen; not by Rosaline, but by Juliet. Romeo falls instantly in love, but is disappointed when he finds out that Juliet is a Capulet. Juliet notices Romeo too, but she is unaware that he is a member of the hated Montagues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/rj_15.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/rj_15s.jpg" border="0" align="left" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Later, after discovering that the young man who caught her eye is a member of the enemy family, Juliet goes out onto her balcony to tell the stars about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/juliet1.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/juliet1s.jpg" border="0" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;her strong but forbidden love. At the same time, Romeo is lurking in the bushes below. He overhears Juliet confess her love for him to the heavens. No longer able to control his powerful feelings, Romeo reveals himself to her and admits that he feels the same. The very next day, with the help of Romeo's friend Friar Lawrence, Romeo and Juliet are secretly married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/tybalt.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/tybalts.jpg" border="0" align="left" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On the day of the wedding, two of Romeo's friends, Benvolio and Mercutio, are walking through the streets of Verona when they are confronted by Juliet's cousin, Tybalt. Tybalt is out to get Romeo for crashing the Capulet's party so he starts a fight with his friends. Romeo shows up, but does not want to fight Tybalt because he no longer holds a grudge against Juliet's family. Romeo's friends can't understand why he won't stand up for himself so Mercutio steps in to do it for him. A swordfight with Tybalt follows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/violence.jpg" border="0" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mercutio is killed. To avenge the death of his friend, Romeo kills Tybalt, an act that will award him even more hatred from the Capulet family. The Prince of Verona banishes Romeo and he is forced to leave Juliet, who is devastated by the loss of her love. Juliet's father, not knowing of his daughter's marriage, decides to marry her to another young man named Paris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/friar2.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/friar2s.jpg" border="0" align="left" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In despair, Juliet consults with Friar Laurence. He advises her to agree to the marriage, but on the morning of the wedding, she will drink a potion that he prepares for her. The potion will make it look like Juliet is dead and she will be put into the Capulet burial vault. Then, the Friar will send Romeo to rescue her. She does as the Friar says and is put into the vault by her heartbroken parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bad news travels fast. Before the Friar can tell Romeo of the hoax, Romeo hears from someone else that his beloved Juliet is dead. Overcome with grief, Romeo buys a poison and goes to Juliet's tomb to die beside his wife. At the door of the tomb, Romeo is forced to fight Paris, whom he swiftly kills. Nothing will stop him from joining his love. Inside the vault, Romeo drinks the poison and takes his last breath next to his sleeping wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Hills/4954/rj_1s.jpg" border="0" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="15" style="border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Moments later, Juliet awakens to see her husband's dead body. She learns what has happened from Friar Laurence who has just arrived and accessed the scene. With no reason left to live, Juliet kills herself with Romeo's dagger. The tragedy has a tremendous impact on both the Montagues and the Capulets. The families are hurt so much by the death of their children that they agree to never fight again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-4156687972660268286?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/4156687972660268286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=4156687972660268286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/4156687972660268286?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/4156687972660268286?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/romeojuliet.html' title='ROMEO+JULIET'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SWpuQuHHX5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/rRO0y31AlA0/s72-c/shake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D08DR3o7fip7ImA9WxVSE0g.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-8281916362021785651</id><published>2009-01-08T03:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T03:17:56.406+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-08T03:17:56.406+08:00</app:edited><title>Love, Wealth and Success</title><content type='html'>A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "I don't think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is the man of the house home?", they asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No", she said. "He's out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then we cannot come in", they replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened. "Go tell them I am home and invite them in!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman went out and invited the men in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do not go into a House together," they replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is that?" she wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the old men explained: "His name is Wealth," he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointing to another one, "He is Success, and I am Love." Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. "How nice!!", he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion: "Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," said the husband to his wife. "Go out and invite Love to be our guest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success, "I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old men replied together: "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would've stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WISH FOR YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is pain, I wish you peace and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is self-doubt, we wish you a renewed confidence in Your Ability to work through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion, we wish you understanding, patience, and renewed strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is fear, we wish you love, and courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have two choices right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Forget about this, or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Invite love into your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-8281916362021785651?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/8281916362021785651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=8281916362021785651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8281916362021785651?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8281916362021785651?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-wealth-and-success.html' title='Love, Wealth and Success'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8MSXs_eyp7ImA9WxVSEks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-5942501799572795393</id><published>2009-01-07T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:28:08.543+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-07T01:28:08.543+08:00</app:edited><title>Vote for ANZU sis !!!</title><content type='html'>hi blogger !!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;vote here !!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emajja.com/emajjanew/index.php?page=viewProfile_year&amp;amp;id=47&amp;amp;cuid=1169&amp;amp;profile=9&amp;amp;pic=1"&gt;www.emajja.com/emajjanew/index.php?page=viewProfile_year&amp;amp;id=47&amp;amp;cuid=1169&amp;amp;profile=9&amp;amp;pic=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emajja.com/emajjanew/index.php?page=viewProfile_year&amp;amp;id=47&amp;amp;cuid=1169&amp;amp;profile=9&amp;amp;pic=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANZU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sis !!!!! she should be awarded by the choice of the year deserves to be appreciate in e-majja.com. So far in my concern, i found her as a right candidate for the choice of the year because of :- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. the perfectionist in her way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. a simple girl having a great thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. a hardworking girl on her duty to bring out the best output. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. a dynamic lady is being carried by multi talented skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 5. a soft smile and charming on photo can bring one kind of joy on the others faces too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. the RJ having a golden voice and most probably famous in the eastern part of Nepal in wave road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. a perfect personality for this crown having a confidence thoughts for preserve this crown and could make alive this crown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and sis don't forget "Dreams are not what you see in your sleep, but dreams are that, which do not allow you to sleep" BEST OF LUCK......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was in eastern part of Nepal. i were being really impressed by anzu sis due to her lots of energy and dynamic character as well as a friendly character. I think that things i could forget too and today is right time to explore it too. When i got chance to know her??? yea, its a amazing way of introduction because i was a die hard fan of anzu sis voice means she was a famous RJ of SKFM in Itahari. Then i used to call her as a fan to participate in her program because her voice could make anybody spellbound and i was fan of sabina of KFM too. Then when i listen their program then automatically i got a kind of joy , a kind of energy. After that slowly slowly i got know her. i think anzu sis already forgot that day, but still i remember that day when i had been to SKFM to record our ad in FM, really she is charming and friendly as like i expect. Then slowly slowly we became close. you know, anzu sis and me together went to the driving class too with baburam dai's institute and we had passed in trial to get license. When we were in driving class, we made a plan to make a program together , then as our plan we did also , the program was loveverywer, which was a quite famous too. After then lots of things happens , than anzu sis shift to another fm station and finally i am here too. But as a conclusion , really i got anzu sis, a multitalented gal, dynamic, friendly, has a quick decision power, has a good logic in every sense, a hard working gal, and a future oriented gal. Really i got lots of experience of thoughts, lots of tricks, and a gud friendly sister.So, pls vote for her in www.emajja.com.. thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-5942501799572795393?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/5942501799572795393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=5942501799572795393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5942501799572795393?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5942501799572795393?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/vote-for-anzu-sis.html' title='Vote for ANZU sis !!!'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUYGRHo4eip7ImA9WxVSEUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-1459706223947875350</id><published>2009-01-06T04:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:25:25.432+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-06T04:25:25.432+08:00</app:edited><title>SilEnT LoVe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SWJsNe6KPQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9rgsLJx6j80/s1600-h/252ilysh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SWJsNe6KPQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9rgsLJx6j80/s400/252ilysh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287907891377487106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(79, 64, 42);   font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From the very Begining, the girl’s family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background &amp;amp; that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Due to family’s pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: “How deep is your love for me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the family’s pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated &amp;amp; decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: “I’m not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I’ll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The girl agreed, &amp;amp; with the guy’s determination, the family finally gave in &amp;amp; agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails &amp;amp; phone calls. Though it’s hard, but both never thought of giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voices…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SWJro_r_O8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/uAFKSDHajXY/s400/first-love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287907264521255874" /&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents’ comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,…..it’s still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. &amp;amp; not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions &amp;amp; millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything &amp;amp; be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With a new environment, the girl learn sign language &amp;amp; started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came &amp;amp; told her that he’s back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn’t anymore news of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A year has passed &amp;amp; her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy’s wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 20px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When she was about to ask her friend what’s going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her “I’ve spent a year’s time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I’ve not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-1459706223947875350?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/1459706223947875350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=1459706223947875350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/1459706223947875350?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/1459706223947875350?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/silent-love.html' title='SilEnT LoVe'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SWJsNe6KPQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9rgsLJx6j80/s72-c/252ilysh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ck4DSX47cSp7ImA9WxVSEE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-5729186224960175037</id><published>2009-01-04T05:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T06:16:18.009+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-04T06:16:18.009+08:00</app:edited><title>decisions of life???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So often we make decisions that are life changing ones… there are two types of people out there, those who make the decisions in an instant because it feels right and their gut says do it and then those that can take up to years to make a single decision… buy a house, change job, move country, start a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Which is better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Those who decide on a gut feeling or an instinct live more, they see more and experience more fore they hold the belief that you only live once and you have to enjoy it, you have to live life not waste it worrying about things that may never happen… they deal with the consequences as they happen… if they happen…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Those that contemplate, contemplate and contemplate more and more ten to one make the right decision in the end but then it is not a certainty either, not a sure thing if it is the correct one. The decisions that they need to make keep them up at night, cause them stress sometimes beyond words and comprehension, they tend to over analyze the situations to come… all this leading to the point where they can not make a decision because the pressure is too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Which way is better I do not know, yes I know which one I am, what I do and how I do it… but which is better is the question… Quite possibly a balance between the two? Perhaps not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don’t know … the one thing I do know is that I choose not to be the second type, not saying I have not sat for months with a decision in my lap, but life is full of decisions and I choose the first one :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The choice is yours, this is your life, this is your chance to do what you want with it, to live it the way you want to… if something feels good to you, makes sense to you and your instinct overrides all else… go for it, don’t hold back, bite the bullet and deal with the consequences later, live more fore you never know tomorrow you may be dead and then what…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-5729186224960175037?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/5729186224960175037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=5729186224960175037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5729186224960175037?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5729186224960175037?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='decisions of life???'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DE4BSHY5fip7ImA9WxVTF0g.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-5732531865736763307</id><published>2009-01-01T04:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:55:59.826+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-01T04:55:59.826+08:00</app:edited><title>happy new year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVvcCg5pDGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Z_z1fCEt3sc/s1600-h/happy-new-year004-800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVvcCg5pDGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Z_z1fCEt3sc/s400/happy-new-year004-800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286060523398958178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually in this time i am so tired, it shows my this upcoming days will be in tired ? but i wished tiredless life in this upcoming 2009. at first i want to say " happy new year 2009" to all of you who is following this my blog. once again i am so greatful and thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the mid-nite bell rings tonight..&lt;br /&gt;Let it signify new and better things for you,&lt;br /&gt;let it signify a realisation of all things you wish for,&lt;br /&gt;Let it signify a year of courage and believes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a very…very…very prosperous 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVvZW0iIdrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/HoBGBPzR51Y/s1600-h/2009-print-preview-blog.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVvZW0iIdrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/HoBGBPzR51Y/s400/2009-print-preview-blog.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286057573731563186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Happy New Year wish for you&lt;br /&gt;Is for your best year yet,&lt;br /&gt;A year where life is peaceful,&lt;br /&gt;And what you want, you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVvZ3cFXQ5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/C11oO09MBaE/s1600-h/2174218874_8670f9a76c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVvZ3cFXQ5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/C11oO09MBaE/s400/2174218874_8670f9a76c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286058134104130450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year in which you cherish&lt;br /&gt;The past year’s memories,&lt;br /&gt;And live your life each new day&lt;br /&gt;Full of bright expectancies.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for you a holiday&lt;br /&gt;With happiness galore;&lt;br /&gt;And when it’s done, I wish you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-5732531865736763307?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/5732531865736763307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=5732531865736763307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5732531865736763307?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5732531865736763307?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='happy new year 2009'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVvcCg5pDGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Z_z1fCEt3sc/s72-c/happy-new-year004-800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEADRnc7fSp7ImA9WxVTFks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-836383808713135342</id><published>2008-12-31T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:52:57.905+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-31T03:52:57.905+08:00</app:edited><title>bye bye 2008 !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp6vR2JT2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/Mpde2_p19NI/s1600-h/Bye_bye_city_II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp6vR2JT2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/Mpde2_p19NI/s400/Bye_bye_city_II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672065335644002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time n tide waits no-one. its exactly, just today i am in the borderline of 2008 and 2009.But actually i don't have enough words to describe how was my 2008?? but at a conclusion i want to finish up it. yea its quite mixture of happy and sad moment, mixture of new frenship and lossing old frnship.actually i got alot of things in my life through this singapore except my home, my family and my frenship of Nepal and my feelings which were being captured in Nepal ! wen i feel very ineerly, then sometimes i feel i m going to loss or going to b an alone life???yea, in aboard we can learn alot of things and we can achecive alot of things which we even never expect in our homly country. but the fact is, that is not the way of satisfaction.. in my view , i will be satisfied when i am with my lovely family, at my lovely home and i have all my frens regard and frenship for ever. by the way i am not telling that we should stay at our country for forever, in my principle as a human being we must try some thing new in this world. we should visit some location from where at least we can learn something new and some new lesson for our life. but really , when we begin a new life in aboard as a working person , it sucks our each and each drop of blood. but according to that dripping blood, we can collect money, but lets think ,is it all the about for money?? mean is it make us satisfy in our life?? does it?? i dont think so, it create a type of satisfaction in our life. yea its true, it helps our financial crisis so we can substend. but it doesnt bring such satisfaction for that we are looking forward?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp7-z9DziI/AAAAAAAAAko/XJztZrTGIes/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp7-z9DziI/AAAAAAAAAko/XJztZrTGIes/s400/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285673431701114402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i lost a lot of my things through past. i lost alot of my frens which i built in Nepal. i lost alot of my real experiences which i creat and build in Nepal. i miss my whole family. i miss my mom cooking food which always recuring even in my dream.i miss all of my surounding and relatives.i miss even my room, my home. i miss my whole relatives who really loves me and who always pray for me to look my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i achieve?? money , a new experience, a new study level, new frens, new way of presentation, new technology, a new environment , new religion, new cultures, new foods, and alot of new things which really unpredictable and unforgettable in my life.&lt;br /&gt;and i got to konw , what is real life????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i am learning what is life??? how i need to mobilization it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-836383808713135342?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/836383808713135342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=836383808713135342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/836383808713135342?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/836383808713135342?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-bye-2008.html' title='bye bye 2008 !!!!'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp6vR2JT2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/Mpde2_p19NI/s72-c/Bye_bye_city_II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEYERns_fip7ImA9WxVTFks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-1609184916398271611</id><published>2008-12-30T05:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:41:47.546+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-31T03:41:47.546+08:00</app:edited><title>srk VS aamir khan in bollywood 2008</title><content type='html'>In december i got chance to watch two bollywood films that Rab ne bana di jodi of srk and Ghajini of aamir.yea, i am a great fan of srk that makes me watch RNBDJ and another factor was; the director aditya chopra who did DDLJ, Mohabatein.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp5AeIRBDI/AAAAAAAAAkI/0WKLGn5te4A/s1600-h/rab-ne-bana-di-jodi01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp5AeIRBDI/AAAAAAAAAkI/0WKLGn5te4A/s400/rab-ne-bana-di-jodi01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285670161667392562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first  lets begin of srk ,the movie RNBDJ is a simple story teller movie, having a small budget with a sweet love story. yea srk is played two character in this movie, one is raj and another is suri.and they want to reflect that in every ordinary couple has an extra ordinary love story in some how like a hidden or some can be seen too. yea exactly they want to show that through this movie as well as they want to show that love must be done according to heart not according to outer appearance.so in movie, srk played a wonderful in character as well as a new comer anuska also did wat she cud do infront of srk.so who is lover of srk , and lover of simple love story, pls you can try it to watch.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp5ZJmrICI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Mgzbt1dM7aw/s1600-h/ghajini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp5ZJmrICI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Mgzbt1dM7aw/s400/ghajini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285670585654517794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the 2nd part, ghajani is a full action thrill love story type of movie which is remake of hit tamil movie. so aamir played very wonderfully as well as he builds his body sturcture about 8pack too.and this movie brings all the masala for a movie, like comedy, romance, action, thrill, music, drama.so its a package movie which will be superhit.and in this movie we can see lots of action flicks which is a new items in bollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in this year, quite srk and aamir with each other in strike to b who gonna number  one?? and the fact i was a quite great fan of srk only but due to ghajani and tare zameen par, aamir also make me a fan. really he can play a different character like srk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;best of luck for both of them srk and aamir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-1609184916398271611?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/1609184916398271611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=1609184916398271611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/1609184916398271611?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/1609184916398271611?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/srk-vs-aamir-khan-in-bollywood-2008.html' title='srk VS aamir khan in bollywood 2008'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVp5AeIRBDI/AAAAAAAAAkI/0WKLGn5te4A/s72-c/rab-ne-bana-di-jodi01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUUESHoyeCp7ImA9WxVTFEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-772722752032746533</id><published>2008-12-25T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:46:49.490+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-29T04:46:49.490+08:00</app:edited><title>merry X-MAS 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVflSkmAUgI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wZWb6TcgiNs/s1600-h/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVflSkmAUgI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wZWb6TcgiNs/s400/DSC01420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284944794966053378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVflSHWCLHI/AAAAAAAAAi4/oeUaL-iLJyE/s1600-h/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVflSHWCLHI/AAAAAAAAAi4/oeUaL-iLJyE/s400/DSC01413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284944787114437746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy christmas to all my viewers who are sharing time on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much by giving time to read out my blog. hopefully it makes you some feelings.&lt;br /&gt;and the wish in this christmas, at first you b safe n fine all the time, and u get all the success in every steps of ur life and wat ur desire, it would fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;once again, merry christmas to all of you.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVflRkKmVfI/AAAAAAAAAiw/NjC7PHmWJC4/s400/DSC01411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284944777671235058" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-772722752032746533?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/772722752032746533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=772722752032746533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/772722752032746533?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/772722752032746533?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-x-mas-2008.html' title='merry X-MAS 2008'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVflSkmAUgI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wZWb6TcgiNs/s72-c/DSC01420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU4BQnk-eSp7ImA9WxVTFEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-8398202116507999555</id><published>2008-12-23T03:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:59:13.751+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-29T04:59:13.751+08:00</app:edited><title>me &amp; my mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVfnNCW7gkI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CCuV2SNAPZg/s400/mac_book_air3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284946898899927618" /&gt;wowwww !!!! its a real wonderful lappy in any point of view. yea !! today i got mac book from apple brand. Actually previously i am used to use acer brand windows laptop but i wanted to try mac book by apple , a computer for next generation. Although it costly, but in every corner of view, its worth full laptop. But honestly its a quite difficult to use who is currently using windows. it has different features so that for user a bit difficult which also i am facing right now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-8398202116507999555?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/8398202116507999555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=8398202116507999555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8398202116507999555?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8398202116507999555?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-my-mac.html' title='me &amp; my mac'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVfnNCW7gkI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CCuV2SNAPZg/s72-c/mac_book_air3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEQEQ3w6eCp7ImA9WxVTFUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-6266717794067380163</id><published>2008-12-08T03:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T05:31:42.210+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-30T05:31:42.210+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title>its a lovely place,MELAKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVlBiKJJt_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/hMqyMXrRFHQ/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVlBiKJJt_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/hMqyMXrRFHQ/s400/DSC01685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285327692790085618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVlBhVAIa3I/AAAAAAAAAj4/xWSgkBLgQOM/s1600-h/DSC01637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVlBhVAIa3I/AAAAAAAAAj4/xWSgkBLgQOM/s400/DSC01637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285327678525172594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6XSdvmSI/AAAAAAAAAjw/lCEIjbcZ3JE/s1600-h/DSC01663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6XSdvmSI/AAAAAAAAAjw/lCEIjbcZ3JE/s400/DSC01663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285319809463982370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6WyhEwCI/AAAAAAAAAjo/1zKcGEobw-Y/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6WyhEwCI/AAAAAAAAAjo/1zKcGEobw-Y/s400/DSC01701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285319800888016930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was thinking to myself,'This could be Heaven or this could be say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Welcome to the Melaka Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)Such a lovely facePlenty of historical places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Any time of year (Any time of year)You can find it ...Welcome to the Melaka Such a lovely place (Such a lovely pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ce).You can check-out any time you like,But you can never leave!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its a place where we should go once to visit so far in my opinion. its a historical place where we can see the era of portugese, dutch and british ruler simultanously in Malaysia which is followed by malay community ruler. And the best thing of Malaca that they conserved such era office, temples, church, building, ship , navy machine and all the useful things which is a truely unbielivable.Its a lovely place , its a lovely place, its such a lovely place welcome to the Malacca of Malaysia.Really i heard and i read about Malacca before. But right now i am in Malacca and from today i also can conclude that one of the beautiful city and historical city which has a warm welcomed by everyone. yea, it is a world heritage city which is approved by UNESCO. but when today i reach in Malacca, really they have a passion to collect and save such heritage things in a proper way.and its a very beautiful place as well as the people of Malacca is extremly helpful and friendly too.Today is my first day so i just walk around near the historical places only so probably tomorrow i will visit all entire state as a proper way, but i just walk around the main historical place about two hour and i found so so so nice and beautifully arranged and conserved by the people of Malacca.And night time i been some places having street market with live music which makes tourist entertainment. Even nearby historical places there are few restaurant which provide live music by live b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6WelLg_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/nE09h73rEp0/s1600-h/DSC01627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6WelLg_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/nE09h73rEp0/s400/DSC01627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285319795536528370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ands which are singing english, malay, chinese as well as indian hindi songs.The night life of Malacca also so nice which can reduce all our tired and sadness which can create a enthusiamtic on us. so, i need to say , wow !!! Malacca......&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6VWv_A1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/UN2tQHA-5TE/s1600-h/DSC01512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVk6VWv_A1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/UN2tQHA-5TE/s400/DSC01512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285319776254493522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-6266717794067380163?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/6266717794067380163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=6266717794067380163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/6266717794067380163?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/6266717794067380163?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-lovely-placemelaka.html' title='its a lovely place,MELAKA'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/SVlBiKJJt_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/hMqyMXrRFHQ/s72-c/DSC01685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEYESX4_cSp7ImA9WxRbFko.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-2470491850505197742</id><published>2008-12-08T02:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:55:08.049+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-08T02:55:08.049+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title>packup my holiday tour !!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally i am in Singapore. aaaa tired again !! but this time not due to work , due to my holiday. so from today i pack up my holiday tour for this year 2008, and hopefully i will visit some other destination in 2009. And from this my tour experience i got lots of energy, matured fellings, strong, self dependent and a jolly in my life too.so, i feel if we do some tour in our life, it makes a new energy , a new experience that i got a chance to get such things. Through this holiday tour, i got chance to know more new people, more new places, more new foods, more new culture as well as more new lifestyle so that i feel myself as a mature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-2470491850505197742?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/2470491850505197742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=2470491850505197742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/2470491850505197742?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/2470491850505197742?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/packup-my-holiday-tour.html' title='packup my holiday tour !!!!'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkYBRns4cSp7ImA9WxRbFko.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-752336132607794647</id><published>2008-12-06T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:29:17.539+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-08T03:29:17.539+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title>river cruise with Shahrukh Khan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STqXSeBzYJI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Vt7GE_eZEOg/s1600-h/Khan_AP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276696256972021906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STqXSeBzYJI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Vt7GE_eZEOg/s400/Khan_AP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melaka, i already told you, in your life you should visit once. and today i already planned to see and meet Sharukh khan who is the king of bollywood. last when he came in Singapore, at that time also , i got a chance to see him and to meet him face to face through Zee carnival and today also Shahrukh Khan is given a pretigious award DATUK from melaka state because they thougut srk shoot his 6films in this state so that lots of tourists came here thats why he promote this malaka on one angle. so today srk came here to accept this award and meantime he visit all the historical place in malaka and he visit through river cruise too. So, i also bought ticket to go with him to visit by cruise. and i am so surprised that srk has lots of die hard fan over here wow my god, they love srk,and all the cruise are being played by srk movie songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shahrukh Khan on Saturday became the first Indian movie star to be conferred on a prestigious Malaysian SRK receives the title of 'Datuk' title. At that time he wears a traditional black and gold Malay outfit (Baju Melayu and samping) and headgear and meantime he received the title of "Datuk" which is equivalent to British Knighthood from the governor of Malaysia's  Malacca state.Baju Melayu is similar to a kurta pajama, while 'Samping' is a piece of cloth men tie around the waist and which falls to the length of the long shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STqYccdcvKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Q1OyUD8moJM/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276697527861427362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STqYccdcvKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Q1OyUD8moJM/s400/thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srk shot a song for the movie 'one two ka four' in Malacca which was named as one of the heritage cities by Unesco a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;However, the decision to award srk with the Datukship received a fair share of criticism across the country with local artists and public noting that the award could have been given to a local actor or artist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-752336132607794647?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/752336132607794647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=752336132607794647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/752336132607794647?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/752336132607794647?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/river-cruise-with-shahrukh-khan.html' title='river cruise with Shahrukh Khan'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STqXSeBzYJI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Vt7GE_eZEOg/s72-c/Khan_AP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEMCQnwyfyp7ImA9WxRbFUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-6049313698385649689</id><published>2008-12-06T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:34:23.297+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-06T16:34:23.297+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title>Historical Melaka,word heritage city</title><content type='html'>world heritae is the designation for places on earth that are of outstanding universal value to humanity and as such, have been inscribed on the world heritage list to be protected for future generations to appreciate and enjoy. places as diverse and unique as the pyramids of egypt, the great barrier reef in australia, galapagos islands in ecuador, the taj mahal in india , the grand canyon in the usa or the acropolis in greece are examples of 788 natural and cultural places inscribed on the world heritage list to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melaka and george town, historic cities of straits of malacca, malaysia have developed over 500 years of trading and cultural exchanges between east and west in the straits of malacca. the influences of asia and europe have endowed the towns with a specific multicultural heritage that is both tangible and intangible. with its government buildings, churches, squares and fortifications. melaka demonstrates the early stages of this history originating in the 15th century malay sultanate and the portuguese and dutch periods beginning in the early 16th century. featuring residential and commercial buildings, george town represents the british era from the end of the 18th century. the two towns constitue a unique architectural and cultural townscape without parallel anywhere in east and southeast asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melaka listed as a world heritage sites by UNESCO comprises 214.6 ha in two protected areas within the city's conservation zone demarcated by melaka river. the first area is the st. paul's hill civic zone comprises government buildings, museums, churches , the original fortrees town from the 16th century portuguese and dutch period and bukit cina. the second area is the historic residence and commercial zone comprising 600 shophouse, commercial and residential buildings, religious buildings and tombs on four main streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today my visit towards all these historical places and i really enjoy to visit this melaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-6049313698385649689?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/6049313698385649689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=6049313698385649689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/6049313698385649689?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/6049313698385649689?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/historical-melakaword-heritage-city.html' title='Historical Melaka,word heritage city'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkAGQnszeyp7ImA9WxRbFkU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-367547026324080047</id><published>2008-12-05T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T04:12:03.583+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-08T04:12:03.583+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title>again another trip!!!! with Kancil guest house Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today again i move from Singapore to Malacca of Malaysia. This is my second time for visiting Malaysia around this week. But i love this state Malacca due to historical place so it is kept by UNESCO as a world heritage city. To go Malacca at first i took bus from Singapore until lerkin bus station of Johor Baharu of Malaysia which took about two hour time due to lots of traffic. Then from that bus station again i took another express bus to Malacca which left from that bus station at 1pm. But bus is so luxury and comfortable and express so we reach at 3.45pm at Malacca sentral bus station. so in this way again i start my trip.But yesterday i already have booked hotel for my three days trip and i already arranged the time schdule to visit the main historical place.The place where i am staying for my holiday is Kancil guest house which is extremly nice place so far i found. Because although there is full of rooms , they arrange me one room for me. so thanks for Fairuz of Kancil guest house. and the guest house really so nice , clean and antique.They have collection of all old antique things which makes like a perfect cozy home which is also nearby all the historical place. so if you are planning to stay one day in Malacca you should visit once. and another thing, they have a garden too which is really recall your home where you can enjoy by reading books, nobel and just can stay alone as a relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-367547026324080047?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/367547026324080047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=367547026324080047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/367547026324080047?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/367547026324080047?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/again-another-trip.html' title='again another trip!!!! with Kancil guest house Malacca'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0MNR38zeyp7ImA9WxRbFEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-8691834134241333737</id><published>2008-12-05T02:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:38:16.183+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-05T23:38:16.183+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title>Things to remember as a traveller</title><content type='html'>Actually i love to travel, if i have enough time and money i always try to visit some places either staying country and country side or neighbour country or foreign country. But i am not such a traveller who used to visit all the way, but i am only a seasonal traveller who travel sometimes according to time.Altough i never visit lots of place, i got some experience that i am going to share and hopefully it might make you alert before you planning to visit some place as a tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The place where you are planning to visit, at first make sure which part of that place do you want to visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Before u leave for travelling, you need to read some news about that place whether there is any strike or disturbance or not??? for example last week before i go thailand , i got problem due to strike on airport in Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.You should watch out and study the map of location where you are visiting. and you need to make plan too before you leave there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.If can at first you should make some reservation for hotel, hostel or guest house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.You should keep you essential things like brush, soap,sampoo etc for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.When you reach to the your target location, you should carry like mineral water, camera, map of that location and in my suggestion, you should walk as much you can so that you can get experience about whole location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.You should visit Tourist information place where you can get right suggestion for travelling to such tourist places and they can show the direction for that location as well as if there is any cultural programme for tourist or some special programme for tourist they can inform so you can enjoy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.You should learn basic language of that country for easier to communicate local people so that you can ask some location if you are in dilema to search some location. for example. NAMASTE-means good morning or afternoon in Nepali langauage or Hindi language, DHANYABAAD-means thank you in Nepali or Hindi, these words can be used when you are travelling in NEPAL or INDIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.You should follow the rules and regulation of that country where you are travelling. and basically follow the traffic light and dont throw any rubbish at anywhere as well as if you are smoker, at first try to find out the smoking area, than only do smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.When you are travelling , try to remember the road name or place name or some building name so that you can easily reach at that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.If you are travelling by train or bus, you should bring your ipod or any musical things so that you can enjoy whole journey by music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-8691834134241333737?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/8691834134241333737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=8691834134241333737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8691834134241333737?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/8691834134241333737?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-to-remember-as-traveller.html' title='Things to remember as a traveller'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkcASXk8eSp7ImA9WxRbFEw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-5535853923711636104</id><published>2008-12-05T02:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T03:14:08.771+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-05T03:14:08.771+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title>Batam Island Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgjWCJe9TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/d0ItqiMA920/s1600-h/batam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgjWCJe9TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/d0ItqiMA920/s400/batam1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276005824905278770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i and Batam island??? i always wished to go Batam for a day only, cause i heard about this island of Indonesia from my lots of friends that there is nice beach and very relaxing and tourist place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made visa for indonesia to go only for Batam at first than i have already planned to go Bali, Bintan and Jakarta of Indonesia, these parts are really a fantatistic and tourist place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batam is one of the largest islands in the Riau archipelago, and not long ago it was just another poor island with coastal villages and unspoiled nature. The declaration of the Batam free trade zone in 1989 has turned the island upside down, after just a few years of rapid construction it now has a modern airport, tourist and business centers and a still growing infrastructure that has changed the island completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgj27tyd3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/7rFGuRk3Fcc/s1600-h/turi-beach-resort-batam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgj27tyd3I/AAAAAAAAAgc/7rFGuRk3Fcc/s400/turi-beach-resort-batam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276006390114187122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no secret that nearby Singapore is the role model, and the goal is eventually to become one of the biggest ports of Southeast Asia and a major center of international trade, industry and commerce. The strategic location close to the Malacca Strait and Singapore will certainly help reaching this goal, but like the rest of Indonesia the economy and development here was dealt a major blow during and after the Asia economic crisis in the late 1990's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batam is actually one of fastest growing tourist destinations in Indonesia in terms of visitor arrivals. There are several tourist resorts here with luxurious hotels and golf courses. Many visitors however choose to use Batam only as an entry point, it is only 40 minutes from Singapore with boat, and then leave with the first available transport to other destinations in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgkV_1qZlI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wL1HPV3EBHM/s1600-h/batam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgkV_1qZlI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wL1HPV3EBHM/s400/batam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276006923796899410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main ports on Batam are Batam Centre, Sekupang, Waterfront City, Nongsapura and Telaga Punggur. Harbor Bay is now the main international ferry port for those heading for Nagoya, replacing the old Batu Ampar ferry terminal. Batam Center Ferry Terminal has the most frequent ferry connections to/from Singapore and Johor Bahru. Sekupang, with ferries from Singapore is best used for those catching domestic connections to the Sumatra mainland and the Karimun Islands. Waterfront City and Nongsapura mostly serve adjacent resorts while Telaga Punggur is the main ferry terminal for boats to and from Bintan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgr4rQprcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/T7kC7jLWUUQ/s1600-h/DSC00983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgr4rQprcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/T7kC7jLWUUQ/s400/DSC00983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276015216149769666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To/From Singapore: Ferries departing from the Harbourfront Ferry Terminal go to Batam Centre, Sekupang and Waterfront City (Teluk Senimba) while ferries from the Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal serve Nongsapura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bad luck.. .my camera memory card is full.. woooooo.. so sad. cause i took alot of photos in malaysia, thats why and so far i never check, thats why i cudnt take alot of photos of Batam but in next time i promise i will capture alot of photos of beautiful Batam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-5535853923711636104?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/5535853923711636104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=5535853923711636104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5535853923711636104?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5535853923711636104?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/batam-island-indonesia.html' title='Batam Island Indonesia'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STgjWCJe9TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/d0ItqiMA920/s72-c/batam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUUHRnw5cSp7ImA9WxRbEEs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-660986043340166762</id><published>2008-12-01T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:47:17.229+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-01T01:47:17.229+08:00</app:edited><title>world AIDS day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Link to the official World AIDS Day website" href="http://www.worldaidsday.org/"&gt;&lt;img height="89" alt="Support World AIDS Day" src="http://www.worldaidsday.org/images/WAD/ribbon_download.gif" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year’s theme is &lt;strong&gt;“Lead – Empower – Deliver"&lt;/strong&gt; Designating leadership as the theme provides an opportunity to highlight both political leadership and celebrate leadership that has been witnessed at all levels of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats is World AIDS day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World AIDS Day is an opportunity to be inspired to respect and protect the health and wellbeing of ourselves and those around us through knowledge, action and consideration.&lt;br /&gt;The number of people living with HIV is continuing to rise in every part of the world. There are now 33 million people living with HIV worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is HIV????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIV is a virus that attacks the body's immune system - the body's defence against diseases. The latest research suggests that between 70 and 90 per cent of people may experience symptoms of infection a few days after having been infected. Three symptoms occurring together: fever, rash and a severe sore throat should always be considered a potential indicator of HIV infection. These symptoms usually disappear within two or three weeks. Other people may not have symptoms to start with. In all cases, without effective treatment the immune system will eventually become very weak and no longer be able to fight off illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are HIV and AIDS the same?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. When someone is described as living with HIV, they have the HIV virus in their body. A person is considered to have developed AIDS when the immune system is so weak it can no longer fight off a range of diseases with which it would normally cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there a cure for HIV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, but treatment can keep the virus under control and the immune system healthy. People on HIV treatment can live a healthy, active life, although they may experience side effects from the treatment. If HIV is diagnosed late, treatment may be less effective in preventing AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's it like living with HIV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people with HIV are diagnosed early and respond to treatment they can be healthy, work and have relationships like anyone else and have a long life expectancy.&lt;br /&gt;Coming to terms with an HIV diagnosis and getting used to treatment can be very difficult however, and people living with HIV will often need support from healthcare providers, friends and family, employers and support organisations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do people find it hard to tell others they are HIV positive?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People living with HIV may find it hard to tell others about their condition as they worry that people will reject them, or they will experience prejudice from friends, family and colleagues. People living with HIV can also experience discrimination in their workplace, in healthcare settings (e.g., GPs and dentists), from members of their local community and through the media.&lt;br /&gt;HIV prejudice is often the result of ignorance about how HIV is passed on and unfounded fear of becoming infected. Encouraging those around us to talk about HIV and find out the facts can help overcome this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-660986043340166762?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/660986043340166762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=660986043340166762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/660986043340166762?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/660986043340166762?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-aids-day-2001.html' title='world AIDS day 2008'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUABQno9fCp7ImA9WxRUGUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411136295215925322.post-5836664203172516096</id><published>2008-11-29T23:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:49:13.464+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-11-29T23:49:13.464+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web inspirations'/><title>The New Seven Wonders of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1.The Pyramid at Chichen Itza; Mexico&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chichen Itza once served as the political and economic center of Mayan civilization. The city housed masterpieces like the Temple of Chac Mool, the Hall of the Thousand Pillars, the Playing Field of the Prisoners and the pyramid of Kukulkan, which was the last Mayan temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFinPwW2cI/AAAAAAAAAgE/83SpCVnORSI/s1600-h/chichen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFinPwW2cI/AAAAAAAAAgE/83SpCVnORSI/s400/chichen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274105065011337666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2.Christ Redeemer; Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 124-foot statue of Jesus stands atop the Corcovado Mountain overlooking Rio de Janeiro. Built in 1931, it took five years to construct and symbolizes the warmth and welcoming spirit of the Brazilian people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFiV7CqRdI/AAAAAAAAAf8/-ncTPIy1v6c/s1600-h/christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFiV7CqRdI/AAAAAAAAAf8/-ncTPIy1v6c/s400/christ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274104767393187282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3.Colosseum; Rome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every sports stadium today is created based on the design of the Colosseum, built between 70-82 A.D. Located in the center of Rome, the amphitheater could seat up to 50,000 spectators who watched public spectacles like the infamous gladiator fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFiH48DLiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/-x9cLxdU1Uo/s1600-h/colosseum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFiH48DLiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/-x9cLxdU1Uo/s400/colosseum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274104526310420002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4.Great Wall; China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest man—made monument ever built at about 4,000 miles in length, the wall was originally built to help create a united defense system and prevent invading Mongol tribes out of China. Construction began around the 8th century B.C. and efforts to revive it took place from 1368 — 1644 A.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFh0jVMIBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hQVrzGl2J9U/s1600-h/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFh0jVMIBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hQVrzGl2J9U/s400/wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274104194092769298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5.Machu Picchu; Peru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machu Picchu, which means "old settlement," is located halfway up the Andes Plateau—in the Amazon jungle and above the Urubamba River. Originally a 15th century Incan settlement, the magnificent city was "lost" for three centuries, then rediscovered in 1911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFhjkjc6pI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Z7ca4xQ7fic/s1600-h/machu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFhjkjc6pI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Z7ca4xQ7fic/s400/machu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103902363249298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6.Petra; Jordan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petra, located on the edge of the Arabian desert, was home to Aretas IV, king of the Nabataeans, who were masters of water technology. The facade of a 138 ft.—high Hellenistic temple on the El-Deir Monastery—an example of traditional Middle Eastern culture—sits within the Palace Tombs of Petra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFhFnrPknI/AAAAAAAAAfc/L_B28dH6EdA/s1600-h/petra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFhFnrPknI/AAAAAAAAAfc/L_B28dH6EdA/s400/petra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103387805160050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;7.Taj Mahal; India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white marble mausoleum is believed by many to be the best representation of Muslim art in India. The Taj Mahal was built around 1630, an order from Muslim emperor Shah Jahan, to honor the memory of his beloved late wife.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFg15n5s-I/AAAAAAAAAfU/xfpVRYufM98/s1600-h/taj_mahal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFg15n5s-I/AAAAAAAAAfU/xfpVRYufM98/s400/taj_mahal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103117745075170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;time.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  a part of CNN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NAMASTE !! welcome in my blog.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5411136295215925322-5836664203172516096?l=muskan2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/feeds/5836664203172516096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5411136295215925322&amp;postID=5836664203172516096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5836664203172516096?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411136295215925322/posts/default/5836664203172516096?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muskan2.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-seven-wonders-of-world.html' title='The New Seven Wonders of the World'/><author><name>muskan@dipak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02977810745778185997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16944367280638371813'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ahtlf7BnD6Q/STFinPwW2cI/AAAAAAAAAgE/83SpCVnORSI/s72-c/chichen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>