<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>https://ecency.com</link><image><url>https://ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>https://ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2026 13:19:53 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ecency.com/@abinash/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Fuck; A Short story.]]></title><description><![CDATA[Fuck, a word which has been exaggerated over the past couple of centuries is a coarse form of strong offensive word. But these days, fuck has been taken as a religion by the individual throughout the world.]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@abinash/fuck-a-short-story</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@abinash/fuck-a-short-story</guid><category><![CDATA[fuck]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abinash]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2017 11:25:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Father and Son]]></title><description><![CDATA[Son when you grow up what shall you be? Would I be a father that you could never be? Mark a star and walk on my shoe, It’s easy as you go, I shall go beyond too Should I be a father that holds your hand]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@abinash/father-and-son</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@abinash/father-and-son</guid><category><![CDATA[poem]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[abinash]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2017 11:19:30 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>