<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of shalini</title><link>http://mithumannu.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of shalini</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Akhir kab tak</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><U><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Script MT Bold'">AKHIR KAB TAK<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></U></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Script MT Bold'">Today when she came, she had some marks on her face. I asked-" what happened? She started crying. I consoled her-"tell me what happened to u." She started-" my husband beaten me with stick." But why? I questioned. "My brother got married but due to the financial problem my mother did not gave me any shagun and clothes to my children &amp; to me". I thought I should help her as she was serving me from last 7 months as a maid servant. SoI tried to give her Rs. 250 so, that she could purchase some gift on behalf of her mother. But she refused to taken it. Mein sochte reh gayi ki Kab tak ye husbands wifes ko aaise he kissi na kissi vajhe se marte rahenge.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in"><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Script MT Bold'"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">       </SPAN>Maid<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">                                                                             </SPAN><?xml:namespace prefix = v ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml" /><v:shapetype id=_x0000_t75 stroked="f" filled="f" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" o:preferrelative="t" o:spt="75" coordsize="21600,21600"><v:stroke joinstyle="miter"></v:stroke><v:formulas><v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"></v:f><v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"></v:f><v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"></v:f><v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"></v:f><v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"></v:f><v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"></v:f><v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"></v:f><v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"></v:f><v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"></v:f><v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"></v:f><v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"></v:f><v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"></v:f></v:formulas><v:path o:connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" o:extrusionok="f"></v:path><o:lock aspectratio="t" v:ext="edit"></o:lock></v:shapetype><v:shape id=_x0000_i1025 style="WIDTH: 108.75pt; HEIGHT: 63.75pt" type="#_x0000_t75"><v:imagedata o:title="Picture 061" src="file:///F:\DOCUME~1\sandeep\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image001.jpg"></v:imagedata></v:shape><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">     </SPAN><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 16:12:01 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mithumannu.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/05/20/Akhir-kab-tak-1.html</link></item><item><title>That beautiful</title><description><![CDATA[<P>she is very beautiful. Everyone wants to see her .She has very fair color. Her eyes is so beautiful and bold that anyone candrown in it. But what happened thatday? she was weeping. I couldn't understand. usne sochne ko majbur ker diya. At that time she was standing alone in market.Some body told me that  she had beaten that day. No one with her. I thought I should do something for her. So, I pull her and usko cow stable main chor ke aa gayi. Because she was a cow.Ha ha ha.......</P><P>                                                                                       Shalini</P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home6/528/3aa49ab54a65f286288ca7ae3f3d02e7/homep/images/1208444070">]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 20:10:11 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mithumannu.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/17/That-beautiful-1.html</link></item><item><title>when a ghost visited me</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 20pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia">When a ghost visited me</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia">Those were the nights of shivering winter I had to go home after late hours work. Suddenly, when I was passing under a tree, I felt weight on my scooty. As I saw turning my head there was a girl sitting on it wearing white gown. my face turned pale and I started shivering. she was hardly16 yrs old and she started weeping. I asked her who are u & How u came on my scooty. she said I had lost my house I did not know how to reached there. I said O.K tell me. she continued that 20 years back there was a fire tragedy in a school function I with my friends were performing a dance .......From that day I was searching my family. At that time I was so much afraid that I lost control and met with an accident. when I came to my conscious I was in hospital from last 10 days. After that day I never saw that girl but listen to people by saying that from last 20 yrs this place is place of accidents and deaths.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">                                                                                         </SPAN>-Shalini<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home6/528/3aa49ab54a65f286288ca7ae3f3d02e7/homep/images/1208163830">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 14:28:46 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mithumannu.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/14/when-a-ghost-visited-me-1.html</link></item><item><title>Mahatma gandhi in today's world</title><description><![CDATA[<P>Last sunday I with my family went for sight seeing at Mysore. As we came back after seeing the zoo. I saw Mahatma Gandhi with silver paint on his whole body was standing there with his stick. I think somebody left the statue of Mahatama Gandhi.But, suddenly he started blinking his eyes to show us that he was not the statue. he was standing there only for his PAPI PATE. He was 67 yrs old. people were donating Rs.5 or Rs.10 note Even some were throwing Rs.1 coin at his feet. But, really I felt very sad for him. As how he  managed to stand still for long hours in this old age. I also gave Rs. 20 note and we came back to hotel. But till now he is fresh in my memories.</P><P>                                                                                                -SHALINI</P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 22:07:30 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mithumannu.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/13/Mahatma-gandhi-in-today-s-world-1.html</link></item></channel></rss>