<?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-9172920206857751341</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:25:01.227+03:30</updated><category term='wearing'/><category term='national day'/><category term='party'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='islam'/><category term='cermony'/><category term='make-up'/><category term='D.J.'/><category term='ring'/><category term='wedding'/><title type='text'>The Body of Lies</title><subtitle type='html'>I created this blog only to practice writing in English.
Nothing is real in this blog. All are my imagination!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9172920206857751341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Roosta Khanevaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528954427253379507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172920206857751341.post-4361318165241753664</id><published>2010-01-07T11:33:00.000+03:30</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:33:20.503+03:30</updated><title type='text'>The Channce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwim_BNNNk8/S0WLeRrf5CI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wL8XnG5w4bQ/s1600-h/LadyFaceDrawing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwim_BNNNk8/S0WLeRrf5CI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wL8XnG5w4bQ/s320/LadyFaceDrawing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually the first time she wanted me to do something for her. I wish she had looked at me and asked me something before this(... and I still wish she do it), but it was not what I wished!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let me be clear, today she asked me to do something for her which she thought I was able to do it, but I was not. I just looked at her beautiful eyes and said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;This was my chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9172920206857751341-4361318165241753664?l=khanevaneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/feeds/4361318165241753664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/2010/01/channce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9172920206857751341/posts/default/4361318165241753664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9172920206857751341/posts/default/4361318165241753664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/2010/01/channce.html' title='The Channce'/><author><name>Roosta Khanevaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528954427253379507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwim_BNNNk8/S0WLeRrf5CI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wL8XnG5w4bQ/s72-c/LadyFaceDrawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172920206857751341.post-1154813638268101814</id><published>2009-11-19T22:30:00.001+03:30</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:32:57.751+03:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D.J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wearing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cermony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinknews.co.uk/images/weddingring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.pinknews.co.uk/images/weddingring.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today I attends his wedding party. Since he had invited me to this party by himself, I wore my best clothes, a red jacket and black tie, to look like as a gentleman! &lt;br /&gt;before I arrived, the D.J. had been singing for about one hour. &lt;br /&gt;scince the party was hold in a private garden, there was no limitation, or let's say no seperation between men's and women's seats, so we (men) could see(or may be watch) the females on the left side which mostly had worn minimum Hijab and maximum make-up!!! &lt;br /&gt;some of them were dancing, some were talking, some were clapping, and some were looking at their right side!!! &lt;br /&gt;Actually here although marriage is difficult and costs a lot, watching is easy and free most of the time(!?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today is called &lt;strong&gt;"The National Day of Marriage and Family"&lt;/strong&gt; to encourage boys and girls to get marred;that's why marriage is a strongly suggested tradition in Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9172920206857751341-1154813638268101814?l=khanevaneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/feeds/1154813638268101814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/2009/11/ring-today-i-attends-his-wedding-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9172920206857751341/posts/default/1154813638268101814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9172920206857751341/posts/default/1154813638268101814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/2009/11/ring-today-i-attends-his-wedding-party.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Roosta Khanevaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528954427253379507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9172920206857751341.post-4043355022947908600</id><published>2009-11-18T19:32:00.001+03:30</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:07:40.380+03:30</updated><title type='text'>The Body of Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwim_BNNNk8/SwQcdfoLA8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/O-E3zBLFzzE/s1600/08102009(004)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405476745783215042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwim_BNNNk8/SwQcdfoLA8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/O-E3zBLFzzE/s400/08102009(004)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mohammadreza Roosta Khanevaneh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;This is the first post in my new blog which I created in order to practice writing English more! I am going to write about life, not the real life, just some stories in my mind in which I am playing as the main role.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;So all the events and people in this blog are just in my mind and nothing is true here. this blog is actually "The Body of Lies".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9172920206857751341-4043355022947908600?l=khanevaneh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/feeds/4043355022947908600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/2009/11/body-of-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9172920206857751341/posts/default/4043355022947908600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9172920206857751341/posts/default/4043355022947908600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanevaneh.blogspot.com/2009/11/body-of-lies.html' title='The Body of Lies'/><author><name>Roosta Khanevaneh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528954427253379507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwim_BNNNk8/SwQcdfoLA8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/O-E3zBLFzzE/s72-c/08102009(004)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
