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		<title>Pull back that label</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 21:54:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As the 6am alarm rang out, Harsh stretched out his hand to silence it. He didn&#8217;t particularly like getting up early, but he had to. His family had recently moved across town. The daily ride to school was now an hour long through the harsh metro traffic. That wasn&#8217;t the only difficulty the move had [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=3213&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I am Tinnitus, the sound in Jack&#8217;s ears</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 22:33:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve known Jack for some time now. It is hard to say when we were first acquainted. He probably became aware of me when he first encountered silence. Only in silence is it easy to pick up on sounds that you do not hear in the ordinary din of every day noise. I wasn&#8217;t always [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=2926&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>An update on my blog</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2011 06:37:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[If you are wondering what&#8217;s going on here, this is where I write. I have had a live blog on the web for a really long time now. If you&#8217;ll look to your right, you&#8217;ll see streamlined post categories including ventures, technology, reflection, india, programming and fiction. These are really the things I write passionately [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=2867&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Reversal of fortunes</title>
		<link>http://sukshma.net/2006/05/30/reversal-of-fortunes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 03:06:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Boxing was a huge affair at St. Peters. Every kid enjoyed cheering the boxers on until their voices were hoarse. St. Peters, like any other respectable school, divided their students into 4 competitive houses &#8211; Reds, Greens, Blues and the Yellows. The houses met annually at the boxing ring to duke it out for medals [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=909&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A good placeholder &#8220;Have you seen it yet?&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2004 07:43:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have you seen it yet? It defies constitution. You may have had many long and arduous journeys, but nothing like this one. The one that your taking right now, it defies analogies and it evades description. A poor writer can only but hope that his honest attempt to capture the underlying patterns in the interweaved [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=763&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My Rhythm</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2004 23:16:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Santosh</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Rhythm of life, the pulse that courses through everyone&#8217;s veins. Yes, that&#8217;s me! Jack knows I exist. Jack knows that I am the expression of his soul. When people talk off the beat they simply mean me. Without me, expression is so incomplete. Jack tends to forget of my existence now and then. I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=718&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Bottom of the Inkpot</title>
		<link>http://sukshma.net/2004/06/03/the-bottom-of-the-inkpot/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2004 22:14:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Santosh</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[He stared out at the wet street. It was pouring outside! He walked into his studio apartment and switched on his PC. In the few seconds that it took to boot up he was letting his mind wander through to several rainy days he spent years ago in a different place. Almost instinctively, at times [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=621&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Friends</title>
		<link>http://sukshma.net/2003/12/23/friends/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2003 01:24:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Shekhar was relatively quiet that day. He had done something he could never have imagined. An act whose consequences he had never fathomed. He walked slowly down to his friends house down the street. His head hung low, he avoided the stares of his neighbours. As he walked, his feet scraped the dust in dejection. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=474&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Have you seen it yet?</title>
		<link>http://sukshma.net/2003/07/16/have-you-seen-it-yet/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2003 23:15:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It defies constitution. You may have had many long and arduous journeys, but nothing like this one. The one that your taking right now, it defies analogies and it evades description. A poor writer can only but hope that his honest attempt to capture the underlying patterns in the interweaved fabric of life. Born on [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=312&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Flashback time</title>
		<link>http://sukshma.net/2003/02/25/flashback-time/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Feb 2003 09:50:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why do my thoughts wander so much, I hope I have not messed up my preparation for the Algorithms exam: 04th February 2002 @ 21:10 I belong to Jacks head, firmly fixated on the top of his shoulders. So I am on top, deservedly, cause I run Jacks Body and I give substance to his [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=sukshma.net&#038;blog=19474&#038;post=219&#038;subd=sdawara&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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