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And sooner beauty's heavenly smile:&lt;br /&gt;
Grant only(and I ask no more),&lt;br /&gt;
Let love remain that little while.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bankhar rachim chung gan hyaka rano, Munch yaam chung gan hyaka rano. Khe shungmo thun jye, gann syae lo-yau. Duma ta shaukangyo, Tichho jye ja aunn ta lo-yau, Nage dukhu , jye dayo - Jige Sukhu gann kaurshin. Jye mann raam se khe lheni, gann ta duma mangla farshin. Thin-jya chi ta khe lo-mau, nage katha chi pirra, gann hyyem chung jye ri hyeye, khashung hyeso mape vase, tichcho duma haju hyeyo, nage katha khari lhelo .. gann bidh takhe, humse lo-mau, gann se ri ta shungma lann shungyo ..munch pirra ipa muragin , jya ja ri jige ayinayi degin .. nagyei katha mang hyaka rani, jige mung ko gann rano, bankhar chato humse rachim, khami muni dungma dangchi , raa tarm chung tichho ra ni .. Ayichung mat khe rimo, jye dangchi shungde nimo..! ('-')&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4174670891162883967-7837031726684666441?l=chishyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/feeds/7837031726684666441/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-letter-in-rung-language.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4174670891162883967/posts/default/7837031726684666441?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4174670891162883967/posts/default/7837031726684666441?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-letter-in-rung-language.html" title="Love Letter in Rung Language" /><author><name>Puneet Hyanki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11647270872186095990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="20" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pXWPKF3vw4/SMkR-G9H0FI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Q_eUIJUQqJw/S220/me+sunny.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEHQHY-cSp7ImA9WhZQFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4174670891162883967.post-7927081777432550010</id><published>2010-03-30T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:57:11.859-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-21T10:57:11.859-07:00</app:edited><title>Dharchula, India &amp; Darchula, Nepal</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Big Resolution Slidesow, Visit:&lt;br /&gt;
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Dharchula, India &amp;amp; Darchula, Nepal - Flickr Album Set&lt;br /&gt;
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Click Read More to view Embedded Slidesow in This Blog Itself&lt;br /&gt;
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Big Temple or Brihadishwara Temple, Vijayanagara Fort - Flickr Album Set&lt;br /&gt;
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If my right eye reads miwax, then my left eye reads wimax, I think my left is right &amp;amp; right is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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My right jaw denies to open after reaching 1.5 cm, i call it jaw saturation.&lt;br /&gt;
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My right hand does all right &amp;amp; write stuffs but my left hand makes the right hand's efficiency less, as i am a left handed person.&lt;br /&gt;
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In past few years my hair partition has also changed its position from left to right. I don't know how and when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel left lone, whenever I try to do something right.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have more golden hairs on my left side (of head :D), this may be the reason for point number 4.&lt;br /&gt;
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I kept my friends on both sides. But now, some are right &amp;amp; some are left. Those who are not left are always right.&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally you are at the end of my left which was earlier right.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enjoyed??&lt;br /&gt;
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No..!! -- Anyways I Don't Care :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4174670891162883967-4580663175587700028?l=chishyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/feeds/4580663175587700028/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/2009/04/left-may-be-right.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4174670891162883967/posts/default/4580663175587700028?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4174670891162883967/posts/default/4580663175587700028?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/2009/04/left-may-be-right.html" title="Left May Be Right.." /><author><name>Puneet Hyanki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11647270872186095990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="20" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pXWPKF3vw4/SMkR-G9H0FI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Q_eUIJUQqJw/S220/me+sunny.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YHQ3w_cCp7ImA9WhZQFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4174670891162883967.post-2684266124500607110</id><published>2009-01-16T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:05:32.248-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-21T11:05:32.248-07:00</app:edited><title>No more a Teen ..</title><content type="html">Finally.. on 11th Jan 2009, I turned twenty. Crossing the ever charming and glowing teen life. This year on my B'day, I was on a train journey from New Delhi to Chennai. it was my second B'day on train. All my friends sent wishes on my cell-phone. I liked all my B'day gifts. Apart from all these, my vacations also went supercool.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can say that I am still a Teen by heart. Age doesn't matter, I want to share some of my teenage life with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt; In Class 11th, I was enjoying my life with friends. The whole year, I spent my time playing games and chatting with my friends. We used to play pranks on all other students. It was all like "A Band of Boys". Recording music - mixing and even performing on school stage.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt; In Class 12th, I felt that love exists in this world. It brought sudden changes in my life. I can just mention *someone special* came in my life. (No more details on this hahaha. :D).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt; Year 2006 .. Passed my 12th and got selected for an engineering course. I felt like on the top of the world that day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt; 16th Jan 2009: I am happy with God for giving me such a life. Nowadays I am busy with these three things - family, friends &amp;amp; Career. Love is also there but i didn't mention it Bcoz Bcoz Bcoz :&lt;br /&gt;
"Love is frienship, Friendship is Love"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Shrin ©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4174670891162883967-2684266124500607110?l=chishyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/feeds/2684266124500607110/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-more-teen.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4174670891162883967/posts/default/2684266124500607110?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4174670891162883967/posts/default/2684266124500607110?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://chishyo.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-more-teen.html" title="No more a Teen .." /><author><name>Puneet Hyanki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11647270872186095990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="20" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3pXWPKF3vw4/SMkR-G9H0FI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Q_eUIJUQqJw/S220/me+sunny.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQAQXo9fip7ImA9WxBaGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4174670891162883967.post-6899475793355969584</id><published>2008-10-20T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:05:40.466-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-30T06:05:40.466-07:00</app:edited><title>The Dog &amp; The Coffee.</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n a Rainy evening, I was sitting with a Cup of Coffe, Thinking something out of this world. In the meantime lil'bt of Rain water dropped on my coffee from a roof hole. The coffee which i bought it from my last few Bucks left in my pocket (as i was on my Bankruptcy period)...&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought for a while, holding up my Coffee mixed with rain drop &amp;amp; dirt. I do think when it is for Do or Die "..Should I drink or Give it to the Ugly-Whugly Dog sitting nearby me..!!". Finally i gave it to that dog only. He was too cherished &amp;amp; hosting his tail up in the sky, saying "Thanks to me..!!"&lt;br /&gt;
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After few days, my pockets were full again. I bought some sensational South Indian snacks: Banana Fry, Vada(aka Donut) &amp;amp; Pongal with a Cup of Coffee. As usual I started eating everything with all my momentum, suddenly that Old Dog appeared again. He sat just in front of my nose, as if he was saying, "Give me something or Im'nt going". I gave him a "one buck" piece of vada, he smelled it with a lot of curiosity but after playing for few minutes, he sneezed on it &amp;amp; left it in the ground. Again he gazed at me with eyes full of politeness, "Please give me one more ..". I had only Banana Fry left on my plate. I gave him that also.. but he did the same as he did with Vada. Now nothing was left to give him, but he was sitting like a fully armed Army Dog, yelling at me, "Give me my country or my food..!!". I got annoyed, so tried to make him run away. Unexpectedly someone call'd me on my cell (as I din't receive any call since ages). Out of my site, the dog licked my Coffee. After 2 mins call ended, I was about to drink that Nectarised and Dog nourished Coffee, but the "Anna" (Big Bro in Tamil) sitting in front of me stopped me from doing so. Conditionally I had to keep that glass in front of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MR D.O.G&lt;/span&gt; (Dog of God).&lt;br /&gt;
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I went back to take one more Coffee but someone was following me, you can guess who's it. After buying I gave him the first half and drank the rest half. Now both were very happy, and smiling our ways (Hosting Trail with a smiling Brain). This is'nt the End of the story, from that day whenever I see him in our canteen area, I buy for both of us. I have to name him, ain't getting any good name.. so people please suggest.&lt;br /&gt;
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