<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761795256471383851</id><updated>2011-12-14T09:22:11.724-08:00</updated><category term='Heading to U2&apos;s place'/><category term='when you are flat out.....'/><title type='text'>Melancholy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>milanire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368505618091517396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/SrtpTvgAUiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CCgUd1Czra4/S220/rose.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761795256471383851.post-5486693248418233805</id><published>2011-11-20T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T04:07:23.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long gap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_L6SYRxTi8/Tsjs3hWABfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GicEZ_L_zr4/s1600/looking%2Bout%2Bto%2Bhorizon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_L6SYRxTi8/Tsjs3hWABfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GicEZ_L_zr4/s320/looking%2Bout%2Bto%2Bhorizon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677047768888116722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's been so long. So long like I am back home after getting lost ;). Yes things have changed so much without knowing since last log-in. Here I am today, this mild morning, very unusual in November. Wrapped up in the bed, sticking my head out the quilt, with barely opened eyes and trying to open up the notebook. Feeling a bit of disease called Alzheimer. So many files of good and bad memories of old days got deleted. But so much of new memories have taken place though. Life has gone from one point to the other. We all got to move on, don't we?? oh yes sir :). Well, I have moved on I suppose. Only time will tell how far have I moved on. We all work hard, not all and sometimes I don't ;), to make progress on  what we think is important to our goal, objective and destiny. recapping and accessing of the yester-years and days, I think I have been able to understand wee bit of where I stand. Looking out to the zenith, I stare at the line that calls me to run faster than ever. There I go, fastening up the shoe lace and heading out to usual runway to fight the day as it comes. Have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7761795256471383851-5486693248418233805?l=milanire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/feeds/5486693248418233805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7761795256471383851&amp;postID=5486693248418233805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/5486693248418233805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/5486693248418233805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-gap.html' title='long gap.'/><author><name>milanire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368505618091517396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/SrtpTvgAUiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CCgUd1Czra4/S220/rose.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_L6SYRxTi8/Tsjs3hWABfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GicEZ_L_zr4/s72-c/looking%2Bout%2Bto%2Bhorizon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761795256471383851.post-2701420854167693339</id><published>2007-05-05T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T09:23:02.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you are flat out.....'/><title type='text'>NEW YEAR PARTY 2064</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RjynaJDX_NI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eBDCmfaU884/s1600-h/newyear+2064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RjynaJDX_NI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eBDCmfaU884/s400/newyear+2064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061104148806106322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In new year programme organised by Nepal Ireland Society.We started gulping up budweiser since the begining of programme while others were busy setting up and running the programme. I got a good chance to shake hands with my old mates there. we were a bit more than a dozen lads standing just right facade of the bar with beers in the hand and cheers in the face. Guys were giving a bit of rock and roll as the music hit the hall. The more beers we downed, the more emotional we became. Music was played one after the other, so were we bouncing up,down, left and right. we downed more and more..........after having a lot, guys excited to compete who could down more pints in one go. we were almost conk out, me and my group were called up on the stage to give a last show, and this was at the end of programme. There we went......"Chhinko chhinaima". I played Baasuri, deepak- harminium, kisun and kaile mama- double madal, and laxmi and bal- vocalist. Soon after we started playing music, every single attandents leaped up on the floor, cheered up in the air, waiving their hands with the body hallucinated as the music went louder and louder. Everybody seemed to have enjoyed more than a lot. Finally, we lowered the volume, people started chanting "once more.........once more.." but we stopped and everybody got dispersed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7761795256471383851-2701420854167693339?l=milanire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/feeds/2701420854167693339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7761795256471383851&amp;postID=2701420854167693339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/2701420854167693339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/2701420854167693339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-year-party-2064.html' title='NEW YEAR PARTY 2064'/><author><name>milanire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368505618091517396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/SrtpTvgAUiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CCgUd1Czra4/S220/rose.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RjynaJDX_NI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eBDCmfaU884/s72-c/newyear+2064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761795256471383851.post-3943393240293627994</id><published>2007-04-20T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T10:01:40.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heading to U2&apos;s place'/><title type='text'>2005 ivy exchange 43</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RikRFxiqznI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qv2kmdlAipw/s1600-h/milan+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RikRFxiqznI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qv2kmdlAipw/s320/milan+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055590847595859570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those days........it's been a while, i have already started missing. we had really a good crack in clarance hotel's bar. hotel clarance is owned by U2 star Bono and Edge. It's really cosy and comfortable. from left, padam, khem dai, myself, bashna,ratna and laxmi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7761795256471383851-3943393240293627994?l=milanire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/feeds/3943393240293627994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7761795256471383851&amp;postID=3943393240293627994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/3943393240293627994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/3943393240293627994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/2007/04/2005-ivy-exchange-43.html' title='2005 ivy exchange 43'/><author><name>milanire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368505618091517396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/SrtpTvgAUiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CCgUd1Czra4/S220/rose.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RikRFxiqznI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qv2kmdlAipw/s72-c/milan+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761795256471383851.post-2995655019550548574</id><published>2007-04-20T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T12:09:48.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RikPExiqzmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WjmoF6c5HuA/s1600-h/milan+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RikPExiqzmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WjmoF6c5HuA/s320/milan+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055588631392734818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deewali party.......&lt;br /&gt;one of the didis cooked so delicious i had to lick my fingers so many times.......and later on i found my fingers being smaller.he....he....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7761795256471383851-2995655019550548574?l=milanire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/feeds/2995655019550548574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7761795256471383851&amp;postID=2995655019550548574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/2995655019550548574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7761795256471383851/posts/default/2995655019550548574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milanire.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-guys-girls-and-gentlemen-sometime.html' title=''/><author><name>milanire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368505618091517396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/SrtpTvgAUiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/CCgUd1Czra4/S220/rose.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQZZhn3LiJg/RikPExiqzmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WjmoF6c5HuA/s72-c/milan+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
