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		<title>Mirror- part 2</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2019 16:49:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As she was left alone in the living room, the sunlight started playing tricks as they always had. &#8216;Nostalgia&#8217; she thought. But of what, she couldn&#8217;t recall. &#8220;Here&#8217;s your beverage&#8221; &#8220;Now tell me why were you upset?&#8221; Anna took a deep sigh as she quenched her thirst with a sweet lemonade. &#8220;Grandma, it&#8217;s hard to&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2019/03/19/mirror-part-2/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Mirror- part 2</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Mirrors</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2019 16:09:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[She moved fast down the ally, marching her steps faster and harder. &#8216;Stupid&#8217;, she thought. &#8216;Why you always have to be so blunt?&#8217; She questioned herself. Pacing fast she now stood facing the oak wood door. Ding Dong! The door opens. &#8220;Hi! Grandma&#8221; &#8220;Anna, dear. Come on in&#8221; She swooned herself on the sofa. Her&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2019/03/18/mirrors/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Mirrors</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>A prayer to Shri Ganesh</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2019 17:26:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In whose feet I find solace, Bowing to whom I feel secure, To him, who is the conqueror of all obstacles, I surrender myself, Let myself be guided by his lotus feet, To him I bow my head in reverence , Oh dear Ganesha, take me into your shield, Guide me to fulfil my purpose,&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2019/03/11/a-prayer-to-shri-ganesh/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">A prayer to Shri&#160;Ganesh</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>The painting&#8230;!</title>
		<link>https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/12/31/the-painting/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2018 17:21:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Cleverly she shifted her gaze from the painting hanging on the wall towards the artist. &#8220;You seem to be the one who painted this beautiful imagination?&#8221; She asked. &#8220;Yes, Madame.&#8221; He replied. &#8220;How much does it cost. I&#8217;m interested.&#8221; &#8220;Madame, before I tell you the cost I would like to know what story did it&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/12/31/the-painting/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">The painting&#8230;!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>A world of those who believe in magic</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2018 15:26:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There is a world I see in ur eyes, The world of peace, of prosperity A world of those, who believe in magic. As I drew closer to you , I feel the grounds beneath me shifting, My broken wings turning to take a giant flight, Soaring high, kissing the horizon, I see myself in&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/12/20/a-world-of-those-who-believe-in-magic/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">A world of those who believe in&#160;magic</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>She would be loved again..!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2018 18:34:51 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was an hour past bedtime. Her stomach rumbled, her throat ached. She wanted food and the saline water to sooth her empty stomach and soar throat. But she was afraid. She might get none as she wasn&#8217;t the obedient kid for past few days. But she had hope. Her father wouldn&#8217;t weigh her hunger&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/10/06/she-would-be-loved-again/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">She would be loved&#160;again..!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>When creativity strikes..!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2018 14:06:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Was it the candles she had just bought or the cool starry night that gave the hint of ushering winters or was it random that she felt the new rush of creativity. She looked at her work, the pictures she had taken in her little room, the posters she had made out of them on&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/10/05/when-creativity-strikes/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">When creativity strikes..!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>The dance of life..!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2018 09:41:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Life is a journey among the many, between the cycle of birth and death. I wait for the miracles to understand, That reality is what we perceive, Crooked for the unhappy souls And picturesque for the happy ones. It took the long tiring rides, Of the highs and the lows, The unending swinging of the&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/10/02/the-dance-of-life/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">The dance of&#160;life..!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>Entwined to be separated!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2018 17:57:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Prolouge The night was dark of the new moon. They both stood face to face, an inch apart. All she could think was to leave her compulsions and merge with him like she had in previous lives. But the clock had ticked and he was no more hers. She could see his face in the&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/09/16/entwined-to-be-separated/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Entwined to be&#160;separated!</span></a>]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Interview</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2018 16:12:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[With the tick of the clock, she sat on the sofa, waiting for the her turn. This could be the turning point or just another disappointing interview.  Photo Source &#8220;Miss Damini&#8221; She rose up to her name. Taking a deep breath in she summoned her courage and stepped forward towards the interview hall. &#8220;May I&#8230; <a href="https://khajuriashruti.wordpress.com/2018/09/14/the-interview/" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">The Interview</span></a>]]></description>
		
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