<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337</id><updated>2009-10-14T00:11:57.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>सपनाको संसार</title><subtitle type='html'>सपनाको संसार ब्लगमा यहाहरुलाइ हार्दीक स्वागत छ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-3393721491541021950</id><published>2007-10-28T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:17:25.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>कविता : जीवन र मन ।</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwJKoDdHISc/RyWDCOXl_tI/AAAAAAAAACA/jXiCeQ_IWlg/s1600-h/Photo+17%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwJKoDdHISc/RyWDCOXl_tI/AAAAAAAAACA/jXiCeQ_IWlg/s320/Photo+17%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126647825071210194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जीवन सधैंभरी&lt;br /&gt;यौटा परिक्षणको प्रकृया हो&lt;br /&gt;र मन&lt;br /&gt;जीवनको प्रयोगशाला&lt;br /&gt;उठ अहिल्यै&lt;br /&gt;र मनलाई&lt;br /&gt;विचारको टेष्ट ट्युवमा हालीहेर&lt;br /&gt;हिमशिला भै जमेको जीवन&lt;br /&gt;पानी बनाएर पगालीहेर&lt;br /&gt;बग्न सक्छ जीवन&lt;br /&gt;सलल नदि भएर&lt;br /&gt;आकार देउ यस्लाई&lt;br /&gt;लाग्न सक्छ अर्थ&lt;br /&gt;फेरी जीवन भएर&lt;br /&gt;धुँवा गुम्सिएको छाती &lt;br /&gt;विचारको तापमा गालीहेर&lt;br /&gt;पग्लिन सक्छ जीवन&lt;br /&gt;चुहिएला फेरी टालीहेर&lt;br /&gt;खन्याउ फेरी जीवनलाई&lt;br /&gt;विचारकै टेष्ट ट्युवमा&lt;br /&gt;घोल ईच्छा शक्तीको मिश्रणसंग&lt;br /&gt;मात्रा थपिन सक्छ &lt;br /&gt;अग्लिन सक्छ जीवन &lt;br /&gt;सगरमाथा भएर ।&lt;br /&gt; DEEPAK JADIT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A esp poem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-3393721491541021950?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/3393721491541021950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=3393721491541021950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/3393721491541021950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/3393721491541021950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_28.html' title='कविता : जीवन र मन ।'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwJKoDdHISc/RyWDCOXl_tI/AAAAAAAAACA/jXiCeQ_IWlg/s72-c/Photo+17%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-2839861378573112251</id><published>2007-10-24T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:17:25.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>म मृत्युको गीत गाउदै थिएं</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwJKoDdHISc/RyWGBuXl_uI/AAAAAAAAACI/9whmpYNq5Hs/s1600-h/gse_multipart34258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwJKoDdHISc/RyWGBuXl_uI/AAAAAAAAACI/9whmpYNq5Hs/s320/gse_multipart34258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126651115016158946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अन्धकार थियो त्यो रात&lt;br /&gt;जूनकिरिको टिलपिले प्रकाशमा&lt;br /&gt;धुईंधुईंती तिमिलाई खोजिरहें&lt;br /&gt;तर खै तिमी त&lt;br /&gt;साँच्चै नै मलाई छाडेर गईछौ &lt;br /&gt;म भित्र अथाह ब्याथाहरु&lt;br /&gt;अनि खुर्किखार्की बचेका खुशीहरु &lt;br /&gt;कति कति तिमिलाई सुनाउनु थियो&lt;br /&gt;त्यसैले ठिहिर्याउने बिहानीमा पनि&lt;br /&gt;कान्लै कान्ला शीतहरु सहँदै&lt;br /&gt;तिमीलाई भेट्न दौडीरहें &lt;br /&gt;तर खै तिमी त&lt;br /&gt;मेरा खुशी अनि ब्याथाहरु&lt;br /&gt;सुन्नै नसक्ने गरी टाढा भईछौ&lt;br /&gt;यसैगरी कयौं पटक &lt;br /&gt;तिमीलाई छुने प्रयत्नमा&lt;br /&gt;मैले न्यानो स्पर्सको महसुस&lt;br /&gt;गुमाईसकेर बाँचेको छु&lt;br /&gt;यसैगरी धेरैचोटी&lt;br /&gt;तिमीलाई देख्ने प्रयत्नमा &lt;br /&gt;मैले प्यारो दृष्टीको आभाष&lt;br /&gt;हराईसकेर बाँचेको छु&lt;br /&gt;मेरा पछिल्ला दिनहरुमा&lt;br /&gt;मैले तिमीलाइ बिर्षिएर&lt;br /&gt;फेरी नयां सपनाहरु पाल्दै&lt;br /&gt;तिमीलाई गुमाउनुको पिँडा हाँसेर &lt;br /&gt;नयां दिनहरु सँग&lt;br /&gt;बाँच्न थालेको छु म&lt;br /&gt;तर अचानक&lt;br /&gt;आज फेरी &lt;br /&gt;तिमी मेरो सपनामा&lt;br /&gt;मलाई बिथोल्न आईदियौ&lt;br /&gt;मैले मेटाईसकें&lt;br /&gt;तिमीलाई छुने मेरा रहर&lt;br /&gt;मैले छाडीसकें&lt;br /&gt;तिमीलाई देख्ने त्यो गाउँ सहर&lt;br /&gt;अब त &lt;br /&gt;तिमीलाई सुनाउने&lt;br /&gt;म सँग केही बाँकी छैन&lt;br /&gt;फेरी पनि &lt;br /&gt;तिमीले सुन्यौ कि सुनिनौ&lt;br /&gt;म मृत्युको गीत गाउदै थिएं&lt;br /&gt;गाँस्ता गाँस्तै अधुरो रहेको पिरती&lt;br /&gt;पुरा गर्न माया लाउँदै थिएं ।&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;दीपक जडित&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-2839861378573112251?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/2839861378573112251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=2839861378573112251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/2839861378573112251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/2839861378573112251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='म मृत्युको गीत गाउदै थिएं'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwJKoDdHISc/RyWGBuXl_uI/AAAAAAAAACI/9whmpYNq5Hs/s72-c/gse_multipart34258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-4610502592276955867</id><published>2007-08-17T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T03:25:52.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Instruments of Nepal</title><content type='html'>Book Release Programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 26, 2007, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aarohan, Gurukul, Old Baneswor, Ktm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gurukul, Ktm, May 26, 2007, Saturday, A Book written by Ram Prasad Kadel (Founder President of Nepali Folk Musical Instrument Museum), edited by Dr. Norma Blackstock (Chief of International Relation Department of NFMIM) Musical Instrument of Nepal is released here by Chief guest Satya Mohan Joshi in the occasion. The Programme is held on the presidential of Mr. Prachanda Malla, a senior drama person. Janakabi Keshari Dharmaraj Thapa, journalist Prakash Sayami and Folk Musical Instrument specialist Ram sharan Darnal is also presented on the occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programmme started with a short welcome Speech from organizer's side by Mr. BholaRaj Sapkota. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After releasing the book, chief guest Joshi describe about Nepalese Musical Culture and said that the book will be a milestone in the Nepali Musical History. Mr. Sayami, Mr Darnal, Mr. Thapa and Mr. Malla also addressed on the occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer Ram P. Kadel thanks to all who help him directly or indirectly to prepare the book and greets his gratitude to Aarohan Gurukul for managing book release porgramme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murchunga Player Mr. Madhav Lohani (Student of Ram P. Kadel in Murchunga) entertained to all participant by playing Murchunga in both melody and rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In book, the Instrument are divided in nine different groups and each instrument is described in short with black and white drawings and 52 photographs. The book has one Video CD related to Nepalese Folk Music and Instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Review, Published in The Rising Nepal July 20, 2007(Daily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By PRASUN TIMILSINA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: VERY ENLIGHTENING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical Instruments of Nepal  written by Ram Prasad Kadel; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published by Nepali Folk Musical Instrument Museum (NFMIM), Kathmandu;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No of Pages: 310; Price: Rs 1000 (hard Cover), Rs. 700(Paperback),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 9946-883-0-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folk Musical and folk musical instruments are those that provides the perfect identity or any existing group or community. Being rich in culture, we possess  variance of folk tunes and folk musical instrument. But because of the heavy encroachment or say the influence of foreign musical instruments , our musical instruments are being shadowed and some have even  lost their existence. To preserve our ancient and native musical instruments, we have to be aware about their importance. In fact, the local instruments symbolize the living ethnic community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this context, Musical Instrument of Nepal, a book by Ram Prasad Kadel, has explored the surviving inborn musical instruments. He not only has explored the musical instruments but he has also  illustrated 362 different folk musical instruments about how they are played. Who play it? How they are made and how they originated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book has classified the Nepalese folk musical instruments in nine categories in the way they are made and played, photographs of the musical instrument player and the book also carries a free folk musical CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind instruments without Finger Holes, Wind Instruments with Finger Hole, Drum Without Tuning Paste Applied to the Drumhead, Drum With Tuning Paste Applied to the Drumhead, Bells, Cymbals and Gongs, Other Percussion Instruments, Plucked String Instruments and Murchunga and Binayo group (Jew's Harp) are the different categories of the musical instruments categorized in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having spent more than a decade in researching and preserving the musical instruments, the author has also established Nepali Folk Musical Instrument Museum (NFMIM) in 1997 after starting collecting the ancient musical pieces since 1995. His research shows there are 59 different ethnic groups and more than 100 castes which have separately developed their own instruments and evolved their music styles. Till now he has collected 250 Folk instruments in NFMIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nepalese culture, music, song and dance are the bonds of our being, as it is very rare for one element to exist without at least one of the other two. When a musician dies these days the knowledge of tens of songs may die with them. The tunes, lyrics and dance steps have been transferred from the older generation to the younger from time immemorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is the English version of his previous published book 'Nepali Lok Baja'          in 2005 written in Nepali. He has further refined the book and has added more information than in the Nepali version. Kadel hopes that the English version would contribute to the world music and will help maintain mutual relations among the music lovers via music. As government does not seem to be giving interest in keeping alive the native music this book has the appeal to encourage the big heads in preserving the country's tangible musical heritage. The demise of the musical instrument will not only be a loss to Nepal but to the world music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local music tradition of Nepal serve many other vital needs and purposes in many communities. It is preformed according to the ritual calendar as it accompanies human life cycle and to the changing seasons. It can be used for healing and help access other states of consciousness. In the Newar community, professional music is used to realize the ritual townscape. In the caste of the Gaines(Gandharvas), their songs transport the history and epics of he people and they also voice cries and sufferings. On the other hand, some instruments are only touched by the members of certain musicians castes. In short, musical Instrument can tell us a lot about the people who play them and also who listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadel's research shows that there are about 500 musical instruments that are simply objects unless they are played and when they are played they come to life. A wealth of rhythm, melody, song, dance, religious rituals, ethnic culture and ethnic history are represented in folk music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nepalese Musical Instruments are not only the tools for creating specific sounds but they are frequently considered sacred, inhabited by gods and treated with respect as mostly plants, herbs and bones of animal are used to make them with some exception. The book would have been more attractive if he pictures were in colour so that readers could be aware of how exactly they look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-4610502592276955867?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/4610502592276955867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=4610502592276955867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/4610502592276955867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/4610502592276955867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/08/musical-instruments-of-nepal.html' title='Musical Instruments of Nepal'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-1699372498138788643</id><published>2007-08-02T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T01:26:51.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>तिम्रो अभाव</title><content type='html'>तिम्रो अभाव मेरो जीवनमा&lt;br /&gt;कहाँ कसरी पूरा हुन्छ यो अभाव ?&lt;br /&gt;आऊ तिमी समाऊ मेरो हात&lt;br /&gt;पूरा गर यो अभाव&lt;br /&gt;जीवन बाँच्ने आधार दिएर&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;खुसी हुने आशाको दीयो बालेर&lt;br /&gt;मेरो जीवनमा तिमी उज्यालो छर&lt;br /&gt;तिम्रो कल्पनाको अभाव &lt;br /&gt;मेरो जीवनमा . . .&lt;br /&gt;सधैँ कसैको आभाव&lt;br /&gt;आखिर किन ?&lt;br /&gt;कहिले सम्म ?&lt;br /&gt;त्यो तिमी नै हौ&lt;br /&gt;सपनामा मेरो अभाव पूरागर्ने&lt;br /&gt;बिपनामा पनि पूरा गर न &lt;br /&gt;मेरो अभाव !&lt;br /&gt;बस् &lt;br /&gt;तिम्रो आगमनको कामना छ&lt;br /&gt; यो जीवनमा&lt;br /&gt;त्यो अभावको रेखा तोडिदेऊ&lt;br /&gt;आऊ मेरो जीवनमा&lt;br /&gt;अभावलाई पन्छाएर &lt;br /&gt;पूर्णता बनेर ।&lt;br /&gt; Reeecha Sharma Tiwari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-1699372498138788643?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/1699372498138788643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=1699372498138788643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/1699372498138788643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/1699372498138788643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='तिम्रो अभाव'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-597405163025820289</id><published>2007-07-30T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:57:56.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>गीत</title><content type='html'>म के हुँ , को हुँ , कहाँ छु ?&lt;br /&gt;भनिदेउ मलाई ए मान्छेहरु हो&lt;br /&gt;म मान्छे नै हुँ कि के हुँ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;किन भुल्छ मलाई संधै दुनियाँले &lt;br /&gt;हाँगैमा सुकेको पात जस्तै&lt;br /&gt;अँध्यारो फैलेर बाटै नपाउंदा&lt;br /&gt;ह्रदयमै दुखेको रात जस्तै । &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;घाउ मात्रै दिएर छाड्यो समयले&lt;br /&gt;बिर्षिएको पुरानो याद जस्तै&lt;br /&gt;जति फैलाए नि केहि नपाउने&lt;br /&gt;बेसाहाराको रित्तो हात जस्तै ।&lt;br /&gt;   - दीपक जडित&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-597405163025820289?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/597405163025820289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=597405163025820289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/597405163025820289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/597405163025820289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='गीत'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-5024637080403581973</id><published>2007-07-22T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:27:00.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IDENTITY</title><content type='html'>Reecha Sharma Tiwari &lt;br /&gt;Esp correspondent for Nepal &lt;br /&gt;Naya Nepal Publication Group&lt;br /&gt;Naya Nepal Monthly Magazine&lt;br /&gt; Contact : 9841349871&lt;br /&gt;Kathmandu ,Nepal ,Bagmati Zone&lt;br /&gt;Email:sapanakosansar@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;In Doha &lt;br /&gt;MR.Kumar Karki&lt;br /&gt;Editor&lt;br /&gt;Contact: +9745996407  &lt;br /&gt;Email:       monthlynayanepal@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box: 6029&lt;br /&gt;Doha, State of - Qatar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-5024637080403581973?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/5024637080403581973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=5024637080403581973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/5024637080403581973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/5024637080403581973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/07/reecha-sharma-tiwari-esp-correspondent.html' title='IDENTITY'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-8448529911016450541</id><published>2007-06-17T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T04:40:40.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My country has never been ruled by others</title><content type='html'>No doubt Nepal is one of the most beautiful mountainous countries in the world but billions of People from the globe still don't know Nepal's political and geographical situation. Some of them are in confusion that whether it is an independent nation or a part of some country.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is unfortunate that Nepal is still facing the crisis of identify even in this 21st century of globalization. When I sometime use Yahoo or some other Messengers and chat with unknown friends from different countries, naturally they ask me my ASL (age, sex and location) first. As I answer Nepal for L, most of them react, with a question, Nepal as a part of India. Few of them sometime think Nepal lies in the Tibet.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;What might be other bad hurt than that reaction for a real nationalist (Nepali)? Yeah, it really pinches me however I also don't know the location of every country of 194. Nepal is a landlocked country of South Asia and situated in between 2 giants India and China with an area of 147,181 sq km. So Nepal is 21 and 65 times smaller than India and China respectively.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the context of two giants, King Prithvi Narayan Shah (1723-1775), who unified Nepal and saved it from the outer enemies, said that Nepal was a yam between two stones but former rebel supremo Prachanda, in a recent program answered that saying that Nepal was dynamite and it could also burst.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Raja Ram Giri, president of Friends of Britain and Nepal, still feels sad as he recalls those moments of United Kingdom because some of its citizens assumed Nepal as an Indian state during his visit of that land. "It is very bad for us to hear Nepal as an Indian part" Said Giri. Some seven years ago, renowned Bollywood actress Madhuri Dixit had apologized over her controversial comments when she had said, standing in Nepali land, the Nepal was once a part of India. Nepal never was a part of any other country and has never been ruled by others in its history so it is always sovereign country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-8448529911016450541?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/8448529911016450541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=8448529911016450541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/8448529911016450541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/8448529911016450541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-country-has-never-been-ruled-by.html' title='My country has never been ruled by others'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-1727502177116694209</id><published>2007-06-10T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:04:08.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEAD</title><content type='html'>LETS BUILD NAYA NEPAL AND PEACE IN COUNTRY FOR THE DEVELOPMENT OF COUNTRY.A DREAM OF NEW NEPAL SHOULD BE FUFILLED.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS VOICE OF YOUTH , WE WISH TO DREAM OF DEVELOPED NAYA NEPAL.A COUNTRY FULL OF PEACE , LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEVELOPMENT IS PEACE ,PEACE IS DEVELOPMENT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-1727502177116694209?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/1727502177116694209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=1727502177116694209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/1727502177116694209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/1727502177116694209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/06/plead.html' title='PLEAD'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-4680165025029796985</id><published>2007-06-10T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:44:43.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A RADIO FOR  MANY VOICES AT THE ROSTOCK G8 :</title><content type='html'>Forty Community radio journalists from more than twenty&lt;br /&gt;countries are producing and broadcasting programs in 6 languages, available via&lt;br /&gt;internet and satellite 24/24. This is the radio coverage organized by the&lt;br /&gt;European section of the World Association of Radio Broadcasters (AMARC) for the&lt;br /&gt;G8 Summit in Heiligendamn and for the alternative summit in Rostock, which end&lt;br /&gt;on June 8.&lt;br /&gt;“We are very pleased” says Francesco Diasio, AMARC Europe Coordinator, “ we&lt;br /&gt;didn’t expect such a large participation of community radio journalists. Our&lt;br /&gt;German Free Radio Federation (BFR) colleagues did put in place excellent&lt;br /&gt;technical infrastructure to make all this possible.”. The multilingual channel&lt;br /&gt;is broadcasting all day long on the MIR Satellite channel – Med Info Radio : the&lt;br /&gt;program is available in several languages allowing for sufficient room for round&lt;br /&gt;tables and for debates on the official and the alternative Summit main themes :&lt;br /&gt;environment, migrations, war and peace movements and also some on the ground&lt;br /&gt;reports by  correspondents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ The World Association of Radio Broadcasters (AMARC) once again is involved to&lt;br /&gt;support the community radio and the social movements with which we share values&lt;br /&gt;of non violence, human rights recognition for women and men, respect of the&lt;br /&gt;environment and most of all Peace”  adds Mr.Diasio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-4680165025029796985?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-824248566799823566</id><published>2007-06-10T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:33:55.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GHAZAL</title><content type='html'>Ayako chhu timro samu, anginti aasa boki. &lt;br /&gt;kahin katai dhago sari, bichmai tutne ho ki.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j chha bharosa timi sang, yaslai na tutau. &lt;br /&gt;ajambari hos hamro sambandha, kahilai nachhutau. &lt;br /&gt;Gayako chhu timro git, anginti maya boki, &lt;br /&gt;phul mathi bhamarale ras, lutne matrai hoki.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma jahan bhaya pani, ridayama sajayako chhu. &lt;br /&gt;Yak din sangai jiune sapana, man bhari bhajayako chhu, &lt;br /&gt;chayako chhu timibhitra, anginti biwas boki, &lt;br /&gt;andyaro ma chaya sari, maya pani tutne hoki.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mridul &lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-824248566799823566?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/824248566799823566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=824248566799823566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/824248566799823566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/824248566799823566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/06/ghazal.html' title='GHAZAL'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-3864512025471331602</id><published>2007-05-14T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:14:25.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please answer me</title><content type='html'>Why do you say &lt;br /&gt;you 'hate' happy&lt;br /&gt;people? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean &lt;br /&gt;you hate happiness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that &lt;br /&gt;happiness is considered &lt;br /&gt;to be a four letter word? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must you always &lt;br /&gt;wear a scowl &lt;br /&gt;on your face? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't it take &lt;br /&gt;a bathroom break? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you expect &lt;br /&gt;to find happiness &lt;br /&gt;when you continue &lt;br /&gt;to push it &lt;br /&gt;farther and farther away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you hold &lt;br /&gt;such disdain for &lt;br /&gt;happiness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What wrong has &lt;br /&gt;happiness &lt;br /&gt;done to you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you mean &lt;br /&gt;you've never had&lt;br /&gt;happiness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, how can you &lt;br /&gt;hate something &lt;br /&gt;you've never known? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noemi Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-3864512025471331602?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/3864512025471331602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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tragedy's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-4701951312251192915?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/4701951312251192915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=4701951312251192915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/4701951312251192915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/4701951312251192915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/05/poem-tragedy.html' title='Poem: 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touch me,&lt;br /&gt;Always sending chills down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;I love that you are with me,&lt;br /&gt;And glad that you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crystal Jans&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-1436174679547305972?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/1436174679547305972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=1436174679547305972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/1436174679547305972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/1436174679547305972'/><link 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पिउंला&lt;br /&gt;दुखेको यो मुटु रुवाउंदै हरक्षण&lt;br /&gt;एक्लै एक्लै म जिउंला &lt;br /&gt;साबु गदाल कार्की &lt;br /&gt; साबुरवि &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;स्थान(हालको) :- डेन्भर , कोलोराडो&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-8888084958785941484?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/8888084958785941484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=8888084958785941484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/8888084958785941484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;हिमशिला भै जमेको जीवन&lt;br /&gt;पानी बनाएर पगालीहेर&lt;br /&gt;बग्न सक्छ जीवन&lt;br /&gt;सलल नदि भएर&lt;br /&gt;आकार देउ यस्लाई&lt;br /&gt;लाग्न सक्छ अर्थ&lt;br /&gt;फेरी जीवन भएर&lt;br /&gt;धुँवा गुम्सिएको छाती &lt;br /&gt;विचारको तापमा गालीहेर&lt;br /&gt;पग्लिन सक्छ जीवन&lt;br /&gt;चुहिएला फेरी टालीहेर&lt;br /&gt;खन्याउ फेरी जीवनलाई&lt;br /&gt;विचारकै टेष्ट ट्युवमा&lt;br /&gt;घोल ईच्छा शक्तीको मिश्रणसंग&lt;br /&gt;मात्रा थपिन सक्छ &lt;br /&gt;अग्लिन सक्छ जीवन &lt;br /&gt;सगरमाथा भएर ।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दीपक जडित &lt;br /&gt;हाल : डुराङ्गो,&lt;br /&gt; कोलोराडो , अमेरिका ।&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-939282119673952591?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/939282119673952591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-4336102307190320344</id><published>2007-04-04T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T05:43:25.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>सबैले लेख्छन्, पिउँदाको गजल ।&lt;br /&gt;खोइ दमनमा जिउँदाको गजल ।&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;भारदारहरू अल्झिइरहे स्तुतिमा ,&lt;br /&gt;छैन स्वभिमान सिउँदाको गजल ।&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;बहकिनु मात्र हुन्न चाहिँदो रै’छ ,&lt;br /&gt;यी दसनङ्ग्रा खियाउँदाको गजल ।&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;मौन बस्ता हेप्छन् अझ, बोल अब &lt;br /&gt;साँचो र सत्य चियादाको गजल ।&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;बोल्न थालौँ, लेख्‍न थालौँ, गाउन थालौँ ।&lt;br /&gt;बिहानी अर्कै ल्याउँदाको गजल ।&lt;br /&gt;बेथा  प्रान्जल&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-मिसरा—गजलको हरफ वा पंक्ति मिसरा हो ।&lt;br /&gt;*- शेर—गजलका दुइ मिसराको एक ईकाइ हुन्छ । यसमा माथिल्लो मिसरालाई मिसरा त-उला र तल्लो मिसरालाई मिसरा त-सानी भनिन्छ ।&lt;br /&gt;*- काफिया – गजलको प्रथम शेरको दुई मिसरामा नै त्यस पछिको शेरहरुमा तल्लो तल्लो मिसरामात्र प्रयोग हुने परिबर्तित अन्त्यानुप्रयास हो । बिना काफिया गजल रचनाको परिकल्पना गर्न सकिन्न ।&lt;br /&gt;*- रदिफ—गजलमा प्रथम शेरका दुई मिसरामा र त्यस पछिका शेरहरुमा तल्लो तल&lt;br /&gt;29 मा NRNको साधारंणसभा says:&lt;br /&gt;*- मतला—यो गजलको प्रथम शेर हो । मतलाका दुइ नै मिसरामा काफिया र रदिफ प्रयोग हुन्छ । काफिया अनिबार्य हुन्छ तर रदिफ नहुदा पनि फरक पर्दैन । गजलमा कहिलेकाही मतला एक भन्दा बढि हुनसक्छन ।यहा दोश्रो मतलालाई मतला र सानी अथवा हुस्न त मतला भनिन्छ ।&lt;br /&gt;*-मुसलसल गजल—ग&lt;br /&gt;जलका सबै शेरहरु एउटै भावमा लेखिएको छ भने त्यस खाले गजललाई मुसलसल गजल भनिन्छ ।&lt;br /&gt;*-गैह्र मुसलसल गजल – *-&lt;br /&gt;यदि गजलका शेरहरु फरक फरक भावमा लेखीएका छन भने त्यस प्रकारको गजललाई गैह्र मुसलसल गजल भनिन्छ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;बेथा  प्रान्जल&lt;br /&gt;जापान&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;सयौं मुटु तिमी र म भन्दा धेरै दुखेका छन&lt;br /&gt;हजार जीवन हामी भन्दा झनै धेरै झुकेका छन&lt;br /&gt;तिमीले जित्ने भए मेरो जिन्दगी म हारिदिन्थें&lt;br /&gt;मेरै मनमा तिम्रा सबै दुखाईहरु सारिदिन्थें ।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best written by song of jadit deepak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-7065017867273204662?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/7065017867273204662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=7065017867273204662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/7065017867273204662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;तिम्रो सम्झनाले मलाई तड्पाइ तड्पाइ मार्ने भयो &lt;br /&gt;सुख्खा यि नयन हरुमा साउने झरि झार्ने भयो &lt;br /&gt;यो मन सार्है खुशी हुन्छ सपनिमा आइदिदा &lt;br /&gt;फेरी यो मन रोइ दिन्छ बिपनि मा नपाई दिदा&lt;br /&gt;  Navin B.K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-4898873379230655942?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/4898873379230655942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=4898873379230655942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/4898873379230655942'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;तिम्रा बैशालु अङ्गहरु पल् पल् मलाइ खोजिरहून्&lt;br /&gt;हराउन चाहन्छु म तिम्रो कालो केशमा &lt;br /&gt;लैजान चाहन्छु तिमीलाई परीहरुको देशमा&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;चुर्लुम्म डुबाउ मलाइ तिम्रो बैशालु योवनमा&lt;br /&gt;तिमीमै बिलाउन चाहन्छु पलभरको जीवनमा मा&lt;br /&gt;चुम्न देउ यी ओठ्हरुलाई तिम्रा पिडाका आँसुहरु &lt;br /&gt;हाँस्न देउ यी ओठ्हरुलाई तिम्रा खुशीका हाँसोहरु&lt;br /&gt;Navin B.K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-7780141167825236575?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/7780141167825236575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=7780141167825236575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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"छाल"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अजा भोली आफै सँग कुरा गर्ने मन लाग्छ &lt;br /&gt;बसी रा”को ठाँउबाट टाढा टाढा सर्ने मन लाग्छ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;फुल हेर्छु फुल राम्रो जुन हेर्छु जुन झनै राम्रो लाग्छ &lt;br /&gt;आप्सरा लाई स्वर्गको आगनबाट हर्ने मन लाग्छ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;एकान्तमा एक्लै बस्दा समयले जिस्काउदै पिछा गर्छ  &lt;br /&gt;रिसको भुमरीलाई शान्त पार्न सागर पारी तर्ने मन लाग्छ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हावाको बेग सँग बग्छु भन्दा जुनको सुन्दरतामा अल्झी रहे&lt;br /&gt;त्यसैले घर्तीमा सुर्यको पहिलो किरण भनी झर्ने मन लाग्छ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;माया र प्रेम त संसारको रित हो रे भन्ने कुरा सुनेको छु&lt;br /&gt;यही रित बदल्नलाई धर्ती भरी प्रेमको बिज छर्ने मन लाग्छ&lt;br /&gt;Pala 2 kahara,baglung&lt;br /&gt;now:chhalkri@yahoo.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-1668710362501124441?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-7042428910819759815</id><published>2007-03-24T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:30:39.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arafatul Islam selected for the Panos fellowship on PRS and B-PRSP</title><content type='html'>Arafatul Islam, a Journalist of Bangladesh selected for the Panos fellowship on the PRS (Poverty Reduction Strategy) and B-PRSP. Panos Bangladesh providing these fellowships to 12 selected Journalists. There was a contract signing and primary introduction held 23 March 2007 in Panos Bangladesh office. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All fellows will attend a 2-day training workshop on PRS and B-PRSP which will hold from 6 to 7 April, 2007. After that, fellows will do research on PRSP related issues and publish at least three reports/features within April to June 2007. According to Panos Country representative S. M. Mayeen Ahmed, â€˜In order to select the fellows from a number of competent applicants, we reviewed- the submitted work and the performance in the interview, and the affiliation with the national media and the participation in former PANOS award scheme on 'PRS and B-PRSP' of district based journalistsâ€™.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Arafatul Islam started his career in Journalism from 2002. During this period, he has visited several countries for Reporting and training purpose. Now he is working for the weekly Shaptahik 2000 (www.shaptahik2000.info) as a Staff Reporter and monthly Technology Today as an assistant Editor. He wants to continue his career on this profession. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In May 2006, Arafatul Islam established an online discussion group named "Voice of South" for South Asian journalists, policy makers and civil society organizations. Over six hundred members of this group actively share their views and opinions on current events happening in South Asia. The web portal for this group named www.voiceofsouth.org is in under construction. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PANOS South Asia has its headquarters in Katmandu (Nepal) with country offices in New Delhi (India), Colombo (Sri Lanka), Karachi (Pakistan), and Dhaka (Bangladesh). The Bangladesh office opened in 2005. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Other Panos fellows for â€˜PRS and B-PRSPâ€™ projects are Muhammad Zahidul Islam (Observer), Md. Razu Ahmed (Ajker Kagoj), Salahuddin Bablu (Inqilab), Kawser Rahman (Janakantha), Mominul Haque Azad (Jugantor), Mahmuda Khanam dolly (Barisal-Barisal Barta, Bhorer Kagoj), Md. Hasibur Rahman bilu (Bogra, Daily Star), Rokib Uddin Pannu (Khulna, Sangbad), Shah Alam Bhuiyan (Nandail, Ittefaq), Tapos Kanti Das (Khulna, New Age) and A H M Abdul Hai (Rajshahi- Upachar, BTV, Guardian). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff page ;voice of south&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-7042428910819759815?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/7042428910819759815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=7042428910819759815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/7042428910819759815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/7042428910819759815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/03/arafatul-islam-selected-for-panos.html' title='Arafatul Islam selected for the Panos fellowship on PRS and B-PRSP'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293894307532027337.post-6550910457090628931</id><published>2007-03-19T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:46:20.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhammad Yunus is building digital muscle</title><content type='html'>Ambitious plans have been unveiled to acquire supremacy in publicity through cutting-edge technology for Muhammad Yunus. But his associates have claimed it is not for the Nobel laureate's political career. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A namesake outfit, Yunus Secretariat, will provide "continuous access to his message via the creative use of video, broadcast, and internet technology" from its Dhaka office. Vidar Jorgensen of Yunus Secretariat has invited bids from the US to assist in "building world class web and video project are supporting the messages" of Yunus". &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Norwegian-American tycoon chartered a plane that flew Yunus and his entourage to Oslo for the Nobel awarding ceremony. Norway's media at that time blamed Jorgensen for helping Yunus from behind the scene in a propaganda war against Telenor to acquire Grameenphone's ownership. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The laureate's spokesperson Muhammad Jahangir had revealed "Yunus Secretariat" in Oslo's press briefing on the day before his elder brother received the Nobel Prize. But he did not give any details of this outfit in that event. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Later, Yunus Secretariat has made a request for the proposal to build a "world class communications centre" at the Grameen Bank headquarters in Dhaka. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It will be equipped with an audiovisual production studio connected with a satellite uplink "from which Professor Yunus can broadcast ? via television or internet ? speeches, seminars, and other events." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A modern broadcast quality studio "will offer commercial services as a way to defray costs and maintain world class standards." A digital library will be the "solid foundation" of Yunus' presentations, stories, field visits, training and other video materials. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Creating a new internet site for Yunus Secretariat will be his "face to the world." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It will include a press room "equal to some of the best corporate sites such as Coca Cola, McDonalds, or IBM." A communications expert based in Bangladesh will run the show along with other staffs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Who will finance the mega-project? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"We don't know how much it will cost but a few companies have agreed to sponsor it," Grameen America's communications officer Jacki Lippman told bdnews24.com by telephone Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She works with Vidar Jorgensen of Yunus Secretariat on the project. But Jacki Lippman did not answer if the proposed modern communication facilities will be used for the laureate's political campaign in Bangladesh. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yunus Secretariat's CEO Lamiya Morshed has ruled out that option. "It will be used only for the issues pertaining to the Nobel Peace Prize," she told bdnews24.com in Dhaka. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She expressed ignorance about Vidar Jorgensen's bid invitation and Jacki Lippman's sponsors for the mega ICT and broadcasting project for Yunus. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"This idea was mooted by few Bangladeshi expatriates and we are trying to source used equipment to build the project." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lamiya Morshed further said the donors have been approached to assist in this regard. But she refused to reveal the donors' identity .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1293894307532027337-6550910457090628931?l=sapanakosansar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/feeds/6550910457090628931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1293894307532027337&amp;postID=6550910457090628931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/6550910457090628931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1293894307532027337/posts/default/6550910457090628931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sapanakosansar.blogspot.com/2007/03/muhammad-yunus-is-building-digital.html' title='Muhammad Yunus is building digital muscle'/><author><name>sapanakosansar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18065268049585923082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12278529490364463403'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>