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		<title>apology</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2012 07:16:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am here today, in this way, because I need to apologize to you. I failed you. Although I did not lie to you in words, I lied to you which i thought wouldn&#8217;t matter to you. I never meant to ruin the relationship which mean a lot to me.   I know you&#8217;re not [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2352&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>hitting on the wall</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 06:33:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I haven&#8217;t slept all tonight and ended up going exercise early morning in dark. I had to do something. I felt like my heart was going to stop. The guilt within, I can&#8217;t get rid of my thoughts and I can&#8217;t stop thinking about her. I m trying so hard not to worry. I kept [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2412&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>new year</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2012/01/02/new-year/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 08:40:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Goodbye 2011 We all have our moments when we start to look back at our life. Most of the time the tendency is to look back at what you didn’t do,  fall into a little bit of despair and say to yourself with the hope that next year it will be better. Years pass and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2395&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>not giving up</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/12/26/not-giving-up/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 05:32:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Not give up, it hurts a lot, but m not give up. If things dont come out right, but still m gonna try. It hurts a lot, to never give up but sometimes its worth it. Especially to the person who means everythg to you. When you care a lot about someone chase after them, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2386&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Friendship Bond&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/12/14/a-strong-bond/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 07:16:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2305</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Frankly speaking, a best friend is in my life, who is totally different frm me, truly send by god for me, out of ordinary, little ziddi, sweet, smart, intellegent; who loves, cares, cries for me, &#38; even laugh on my stupid jokes; the only one who&#8217;s always with me. Will very soon write abt how [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2305&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>&#8230;children&#8217;s day&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/11/14/childrens-day/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2011 14:44:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=1959</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[While returning from morning walk today, i saw a man hitting a child; might b father n son. Everyone nearby and passerby(including me) were just staring n doing nothing, nobody was forward in interfering in between them. Its not fair obviously such a muscular man hitting his son with a stick. I don&#8217;t think that child [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=1959&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>feeling guilty</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/11/05/feeling-guilty/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 07:35:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am full on  aware of the feelings of guilt that comes when I do something that I didn’t want to do, but do you know that you could be feeling guilty for your whole life for something that you are not even aware of?? I tried my best to convience her. i kept pleading [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2296&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>G.F.</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/09/26/g-f/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2011 16:11:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2240</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[i have written almost 110 post out of which i have only published 104 articles and still 5 are draft(yet in public) &#38; 1 deleted. But till now i have never written about you. So sorry, for being late. I don&#8217;t know how i missed that. But its better to be late than to be [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2240&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>&#8230;confession&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/09/23/confession/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 16:54:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2255</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[knowing you for all these times was the happiest moment of my life. Showing me the only one side of the life filling with full of smile(s) n teaching me to learn to live life for self and even for others. Truly, mine rough days were over ever since the time we met. I had [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2255&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>fever</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/09/19/fever/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2011 12:11:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2137</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[don&#8217;t know the exact reason y n how i got fever, cold, headache, cough all at a time&#8230; might b lots of reason. but all i can say is its terrible to even think of suffering from any kind of sickness. As far as i remember i was once admitted to hospital due to typhoid for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2137&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>clarification: about her</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/09/15/clarification-about-her/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2011 13:37:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2229</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[clarification :about her&#8217;, thanks for all those comments i got. Truly hilarious with the way everyone are interpreting comments on my last article &#8216;about her&#8216;. Most of the friends asked about whom i have written, well let me clear its for and about nobody; none in particular. And m not in situation who loves a girl [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2229&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>&#8230;about her&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/09/12/about-her/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 05:54:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2086</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[First of all, fair of all, the girl, who does or doesn’t like love stories. Yes, that probably means movies and cheesy love quotes. Having a great dream of own future to establish in own way. I don’t know why, but that’s what I like about her, She’s not like the every other person out [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2086&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Do you like the rain? How does it make you feel?</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/09/10/do-you-like-the-rain-how-does-it-make-you-feel/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2011 07:31:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Saran</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2162</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I am beginning to ramble on. Not much sense is being made. There is no aim, no purpose to what is being written. It is merely raining outside and I felt like writing. Rainy Season these days, rain playing hide n seek for most of the time. As everyone knows the scientific reason for the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2162&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>&#124;&#124;..happy father&#8217;s day..&#124;&#124;</title>
		<link>http://blindlife.wordpress.com/2011/08/29/happy-fathers-day-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2011 09:14:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blindlife.wordpress.com/?p=2187</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[बाबुको मुख हेर्ने दिन/ कुशे औंशी :  The Nepali religion, tradition and culture holds a lot of reverence for a father. He is considered the pillar of strength, respect and support of a family. The most auspicious day to honour one&#8217;s father is Gokarna Aunsi; FATHER&#8217;s DAY. It falls on the dark fortnight in August or [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2187&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>friend to a friend&#8230;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[A FRIEND to a FRIEND. A time was when once i knew you only by your name but now i think i know you a bit more; little little. Though i exactly don&#8217;t remember the day i first met you but your personality, calmness, humorous n politeness &#38; intelligence was the first that i was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=blindlife.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2804086&amp;post=2156&amp;subd=blindlife&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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