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		<title>The Usual Thoughts of a Saturday Morning</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2015 18:04:47 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Do you happen to wake up on a Saturday morning at 8 A.M. for no reason? No work to go for, no plans for breakfast with anyone, no movie seems to be fun to watch at such a time, so you lay back in bed again and close your eyes, except that you just can’t &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2015/10/18/the-usual-thoughts-of-a-saturday-morning/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">The Usual Thoughts of a Saturday&#160;Morning</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>20 Fleeting Minutes of A Random Day</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2015 19:54:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[People would usually call that crazy, they might say it is a bit dramatic, they would ask me to knock of these thoughts and get busy, well, let me tell you how I got myself tripped into this circle of thoughts. A dull Saturday afternoon, in the one hour I had between my 2 classes, &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2015/09/21/20-fleeting-minutes-of-a-random-day/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">20 Fleeting Minutes of A Random&#160;Day</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Dismantling Twenty-Some Years of Social Programming. Part 1</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2015 18:51:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Isn&#8217;t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different&#8230;” C.S Lewis A couple of weeks ago I had an epiphany… actually it was a week ago… come to think of it I am not quite sure when it happened. I struggle sometimes remembering small events, not sure &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2015/09/19/dismantling-twenty-some-years-of-social-programming-part-1/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">Dismantling Twenty-Some Years of Social Programming. Part&#160;1</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Southpaw or the Importance of Defeat</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2015 13:46:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I didn&#8217;t say I was different or better. I&#8217;m not. Hell, I sympathize; I sympathize completely. Apathy is the solution. I mean, it&#8217;s easier to lose yourself in drugs than it is to cope with life. It&#8217;s easier to steal what you want than it is to earn it. It&#8217;s easier to beat a child &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2015/09/12/southpaw-or-the-importance-of-defeat/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">Southpaw or the Importance of&#160;Defeat</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Long live blogging</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2015 21:07:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[4 years ago when I first started blogging, I could’ve thought of thousands of words to type, and I would just log into this place and let my keyboard do the rest, then I went blank and the urge to write had slowly started to vanish, my lousy keyboard had only put me into disappointment. &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2015/09/10/long-live-blogging/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">Long live blogging</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>I&#8217;ll be home for Christmas!</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2014 23:38:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Erma Bombeck once said: “There&#8217;s nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.” On this snowy night I am a child again, miles away from home I dream of the shade of my father&#8217;s Christmas tree, caressed by the harsh breezes of winter I yearn for the warmth &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/ill-be-home-for-christmas/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">I&#8217;ll be home for&#160;Christmas!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>It&#8217;s not easy to be me !</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2014 17:15:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I have been thinking for an hour as I am staring to my screen doing absolutely nothing, about how many lives have crossed through me and how many have I passed by, but what put me into wondering is that I now realized that I am no more that same person, maybe time had changed &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2014/12/07/its-not-easy-to-be-me/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">It&#8217;s not easy to be me&#160;!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Nostalgia</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2014 20:16:19 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I have been thinking for an hour how to begin writing this post after this long time, should I start by saying how guilty I felt or should I say how much things have changed since then, I guess I should start by saying how much I&#8217;ve missed writing and sharing my thoughts in here, &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2014/11/28/nostalgia/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">Nostalgia</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Are You Lost ?!</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2014 23:11:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I can&#8217;t believe I haven&#8217;t been writing since last September, but during those 7 months many things had happened that took me here and there, ups and downs, joys and setbacks, and being through all of this and having a messed up mind recently I was tempted to escape away for sometime and hide in &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2014/04/11/are-you-lost/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">Are You Lost&#160;?!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Wasted!</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Samar Saleh]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Sep 2013 19:24:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Ok, so I am inspired again and I am tempted to write tonight, but to tell you the truth I have no idea what my words are about, you know it is no easy thing to explain when you have so many mixed up feelings, you cannot tell wither you&#8217;re happy or sad, is it &#8230; <a class="more-link" href="https://echoes19.wordpress.com/2013/09/27/wasted/">More <span class="screen-reader-text">Wasted!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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