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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-8667357282029267501</id><published>2009-05-08T00:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:07:50.216+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dedication" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love" /><title type="text">Straight From The Heart</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/8667357282029267501" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/8667357282029267501" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/zh3mltawPbU/straight-from-heart.html" title="Straight From The Heart" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SgMpXIyZFCI/AAAAAAAAGY4/FtfmSMDIzEY/s72-c/Preeti.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">No am not back, but I had to put this up for my Angel Nanimum aka Preetilata :)It's said that the thought is what matters, hope this simple wish carries the song of my heart and the voice of my mind across to you dear. God Bless You always!&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/05/straight-from-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-4798152617974482932</id><published>2009-03-08T02:30:00.028+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:22:31.163+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dedication" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Women" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry" /><title type="text">When Fate Smiles, Angels Come Our Way</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/4798152617974482932/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=4798152617974482932&amp;isPopup=true" title="101 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/4798152617974482932" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/4798152617974482932" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/GUALcyxsilw/when-fate-smiles-angels-come-our-way.html" title="When Fate Smiles, Angels Come Our Way" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SbLfcmyVsPI/AAAAAAAAGPo/bmdkWBgTHts/s72-c/Lena.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">101</thr:total><content type="html">Since I was a little girl, I had always dreamt of an ideal friendA friend as sweet as a fairy, like fresh cream from the dairyThose were the exact words I had in mind as I set to find herIn the hope that one day she will come into my life's storyYears passed and I made many friends, good, better, bestThankful to God I am for them all, who nourish my inner soulBut none can be there every single &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-fate-smiles-angels-come-our-way.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-8370843656844254000</id><published>2009-02-15T01:20:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:46:40.609+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valentine's Day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Article" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love" /><title type="text">Love And Let Love</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/8370843656844254000/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=8370843656844254000&amp;isPopup=true" title="72 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/8370843656844254000" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/8370843656844254000" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/tA_QWAXIbaU/love-and-let-love.html" title="Love And Let Love" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SZcTk3o6UeI/AAAAAAAAGIA/pgYde-697uE/s72-c/42-20861202.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">72</thr:total><content type="html">We all perceive love differently. For some, it is a way of life, for some it is a part of life, for some it is life itself. I first came to know about Valentine’s Day in the seventh grade and fourteenth of February was never the same again. With each passing year, my friends and I would eagerly look forward to V-Day since the first of the month. Back in school, my perception of love was to have a&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-and-let-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-7203219572184290267</id><published>2009-02-01T01:30:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:22:41.725+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="55 Fiction" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love" /><title type="text">Happily Ever After</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/7203219572184290267/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=7203219572184290267&amp;isPopup=true" title="133 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/7203219572184290267" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/7203219572184290267" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/po0f4nGXRDc/happily-ever-after.html" title="Happily Ever After" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SYbeE_1yoiI/AAAAAAAAF88/6ew2O72QFd4/s72-c/Happily_Ever_After_by_Snigglefritz.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">133</thr:total><content type="html">"...and they lived happily ever after", concluded Sia, tucking her daughter into bed."That was such a sweet story Mummy", murmured Ritu, sleep playing in her doll-like eyes."Are they still happy?"The door yawned ever so lightly.Rahul had come to collect his wife."Yes they are", smiled Sia as their eyes made love.*Image Happily Ever After by Snigglefritz&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/02/happily-ever-after.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-4490095355654477539</id><published>2009-01-18T16:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:08:52.773+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Soul" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vignette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Art" /><title type="text">Green Dreams</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/4490095355654477539/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=4490095355654477539&amp;isPopup=true" title="132 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/4490095355654477539" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/4490095355654477539" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/vlK4Lib2uSM/green-dreams.html" title="Green Dreams" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SXJdbmpufkI/AAAAAAAAF1M/7QWzYueELAA/s72-c/26+03+08.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">132</thr:total><content type="html">Looking out her window, she saw the world passing by. A world where she felt like an alien. They looked and spoke like her, yet there was something that held her back from calling herself one of them. She had moved here two summers ago, to live her dreams, but had not been able to savor anything truly, not here in this land she had fancied for ages. She was not ungrateful, this place had given &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/01/green-dreams.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-5194564381923002265</id><published>2009-01-11T01:54:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:10:59.745+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Announcement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Contest" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiction" /><title type="text">Short Story : Reassurance</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/5194564381923002265/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=5194564381923002265&amp;isPopup=true" title="114 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5194564381923002265" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5194564381923002265" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/qBfpx_Mdoow/short-story-reassurance.html" title="Short Story : Reassurance" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SWYe6SwUIpI/AAAAAAAAFzc/917GAcvi6MI/s72-c/Ascension.Jason+Evans.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">114</thr:total><content type="html">Do we have to use the escalator Mom? Five year old Dan looked up at Sofia, eyes round.We have been over this a thousand times. Get moving Danny, unless you want to miss the start of the movie.But Rob said…He was making it all up to scare you.What about Mary, Jessica and Simon?They know how easily provoked you are.What about that story in the papers Uncle Fred was taking about?It was an accident &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-story-reassurance.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-5601081337451096971</id><published>2009-01-04T04:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:10:21.311+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Announcement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Publication" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book" /><title type="text">Ninth Of The Eleven</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/5601081337451096971/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=5601081337451096971&amp;isPopup=true" title="118 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5601081337451096971" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5601081337451096971" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/3xUKAnW3Q44/ninth-of-eleven.html" title="Ninth Of The Eleven" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SV_fehF60aI/AAAAAAAAFxw/Mbh-GYpHLaM/s72-c/The+Eleven.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">118</thr:total><content type="html">Hello friends! As some of you might already be knowing, one of my short stories has been published by Sai Kiran Publications in an anthology titled The Eleven, which is to be released today :)This is the first time my work is coming out in print and I hope you will all encourage me and the ten other bloggers who are a part of this publication by ordering a copy and/or by spreading the word.You &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2009/01/ninth-of-eleven.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-6236065381395117639</id><published>2008-12-27T00:55:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-27T04:22:03.626+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hope" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Article" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="World" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Year" /><title type="text">The Beginning Of The End</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/6236065381395117639/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=6236065381395117639&amp;isPopup=true" title="115 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/6236065381395117639" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/6236065381395117639" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/7WHF9ax8DJ4/beginning-of-end.html" title="The Beginning Of The End" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SVUsS2IrclI/AAAAAAAAFuE/6fm_pkbgdQg/s72-c/clearing_my_mind_by_s3cr3t_shadow.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">115</thr:total><content type="html">Hard to believe that another year has elapsed, time simply flies! Anticipation of the new year is there, but not much, given the situation of our country, and the world as such. What with the recession looming large, violence all over the world with the innocent paying the price as usual, and talks of impending war between India and Pakistan, the festive cheer is kind of hard to invoke.Talking of&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/12/beginning-of-end.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-797830057696364735</id><published>2008-12-21T19:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:19:54.626+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Message" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Festive Season" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry" /><title type="text">Joy To The World</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/797830057696364735/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=797830057696364735&amp;isPopup=true" title="104 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/797830057696364735" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/797830057696364735" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/oXrsjvuLW9g/joy-to-world.html" title="Joy To The World" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SU5AJEWYzoI/AAAAAAAAFp4/XBx4hcjTfFo/s72-c/Festive_Holly_by_littlemissbarbie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">104</thr:total><content type="html">It's the festive season, the world is a hive of activityHappy faces all around, blooming and smiling I seeCarols sung in earnest, gifts being wrapped to sendJoy and spirit in the air that nothing can transcendLights so bright, shining in glory for everyone aroundA jingle here, a tinkle there, not a place is sans soundCelsius dropping by the day does not quell the moodWafting from every window, &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/12/joy-to-world.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-811200832129658978</id><published>2008-12-07T00:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:48:40.925+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nonnet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry" /><title type="text">Through The Looking Glass</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/811200832129658978/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=811200832129658978&amp;isPopup=true" title="161 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/811200832129658978" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/811200832129658978" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/d17vgJdAAn0/through-looking-glass.html" title="Through The Looking Glass" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/STrPBR24m_I/AAAAAAAAFmg/2BMSBX5hIIY/s72-c/The_Heart_of_India_by_MrGuitarPlayer36.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">161</thr:total><content type="html">From where I stand, I see a countryBound in prejudice and biasNot ready to let go of;We need to be free firstTo free another;The question isJust how muchCan SheWait?P.S. This is my first attempt at a Nonnet, inspired by those written by some friends lately.*Image The Heart Of India by MrGuitarPlayer36&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/12/through-looking-glass.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-5269991950894049022</id><published>2008-11-30T09:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:10:14.976+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Dumbi Gang" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anniversary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebration" /><title type="text">Celebrating Togetherness</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5269991950894049022" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5269991950894049022" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/oi5av1obPac/celebrating-togetherness.html" title="Celebrating Togetherness" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/STGzleZgTsI/AAAAAAAAFfw/d5Tz_94B5JA/s72-c/The+Dumbi+Gang.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">Friends are one's greatest treasure. Lucky is the man who can value true friendship and preserve them in the ever changing face of life's conundrums.It's been an year and a half since I started to blog and I have seen and learnt a lot here. My social circle has expanded and lateral thinking enhanced. Though I never thought I would get attached to anyone on a personal basis on this platform, I &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/11/celebrating-togetherness.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-477472731597782451</id><published>2008-11-12T02:15:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-21T03:49:40.250+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Message" /><title type="text">Home Is Where The Heart Is...</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/477472731597782451" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/477472731597782451" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/kD3XypkTupo/home-is-where-heart-is.html" title="Home Is Where The Heart Is..." /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SRwIZoPYkEI/AAAAAAAAFWY/-Z2W-D_lpmg/s72-c/11+10+08.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">Hello Friends! I am sorry to have done a disappearing act. Was away from the net for a month, and it actually was a very relaxing change, lol. Thanks a ton to the dear caring buddies who left concerned mails and wishes. Will be around to all your blogs shortly and start posting soon. As to what I had been up to all this time, pictures are worth a thousand words :)&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-is-where-heart-is.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-2063836261925412604</id><published>2008-09-28T17:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:28:03.224+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="True Love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Haiku" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Autumn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Soulmate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Distance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Seasons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry" /><title type="text">Fifth Haiku</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/2063836261925412604/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=2063836261925412604&amp;isPopup=true" title="144 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/2063836261925412604" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/2063836261925412604" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/sDriBJEGyX4/fifth-haiku.html" title="Fifth Haiku" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SN9utNcT-JI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/yOor41C1yRo/s72-c/Friends_will_be_friends_by_nensha.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">144</thr:total><content type="html">Autumn hues colorTwo hearts beating togetherAwaiting union*Image Friends Will Be Friends by nensha&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?a=sDriBJEGyX4:ikxfDr01624:4cEx4HpKnUU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?i=sDriBJEGyX4:ikxfDr01624:4cEx4HpKnUU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?a=sDriBJEGyX4:ikxfDr01624:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?a=sDriBJEGyX4:ikxfDr01624:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?i=sDriBJEGyX4:ikxfDr01624:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?a=sDriBJEGyX4:ikxfDr01624:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/ASZH?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/09/fifth-haiku.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-6148861600669813854</id><published>2008-09-23T19:00:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:07:07.331+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="True Love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Soulmate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Conversations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humor" /><title type="text">Snippets From An A'noon Tete-A-Tete</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/6148861600669813854/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=6148861600669813854&amp;isPopup=true" title="147 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/6148861600669813854" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/6148861600669813854" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/367EGSvqyS8/snippets-from-anoon-tete-tete.html" title="Snippets From An A'noon Tete-A-Tete" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SXMUA2PqqGI/AAAAAAAAF10/I7BXTkmDr-A/s72-c/23+09+08.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">147</thr:total><content type="html">He: I loved the starsShe: Me too   He: Wait lemme explain the picsas of my understanding She: Ok tell me:)He: First pic is ur song. U wrote a songShe: No it's music!He: N then some tree heard it n dropped its fruit on the ground not bearing itShe: LOLHe: Then after singingShe: Ha haHe: U got butterflies in ur stomachShe: :XHe: So u decided to write a novel instead of eating coz u were fastingthen&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/09/snippets-from-anoon-tete-tete.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-932671566214304363</id><published>2008-09-10T22:25:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:11:42.442+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experience" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Article" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gratitude" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Death" /><title type="text">A Toast To Life</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/932671566214304363/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=932671566214304363&amp;isPopup=true" title="132 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/932671566214304363" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/932671566214304363" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/YOZqjYblxt8/toast-to-life.html" title="A Toast To Life" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SMf7PWcKs6I/AAAAAAAAEnM/DeqV0L1lw9A/s72-c/Life_by_AdonisWerther.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">132</thr:total><content type="html">Ok, so the Big Bang experiment is underway and what's more thrilling than the experiment itself is all the hype surrounding it. Today morning, I thought nothing of it when I woke up. At about three in the afternoon as I sat chatting away with Cindy and Lena online, I felt the bed shaking and the first thought that struck me was, This is it! I just grabbed both my phones, ran to the door, and &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/09/toast-to-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-6971417382482404802</id><published>2008-09-10T00:10:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:11:02.317+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Article" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Post" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love" /><title type="text">Give Love A Chance</title><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/6971417382482404802" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/6971417382482404802" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/nTHx9jTbhK0/give-love-chance.html" title="Give Love A Chance" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SMa3oUQIJxI/AAAAAAAAEl8/2Ruh3momQRY/s72-c/How_to_heal_a_broken_heart_by_lexidh.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><content type="html">In life, many come and go. Those who leave a mark in our memories are one of a kind. Because they made a difference knowingly or otherwise, in some way or the other, even if they are no more a part of the story. Whatever they were capable of they gave, and took as well. All relationships have rifts, what matters is how we manage to seal them, sooner or later. Sometimes, even the most strongest of&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/09/give-love-chance.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-5770740464357741749</id><published>2008-09-07T01:30:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-07T02:53:48.291+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dedication" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gratitude" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Father" /><title type="text">Love Always Shines</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/5770740464357741749/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=5770740464357741749&amp;isPopup=true" title="124 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5770740464357741749" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5770740464357741749" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/C8g4xw5XeJ4/love-always-shines.html" title="Love Always Shines" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SMLDNNzHScI/AAAAAAAAEiw/LxzBEWGC_J4/s72-c/06092008576.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">124</thr:total><content type="html">From your first kiss that made me stretchTo those osculations after fervent prayerI treasure each thoughtful &amp; loving gestureWiser any day than the wisest soothsayerWhen we were deemed to be by ourselvesYou filled in best you could as a confidantThe meals might have lacked that smackBut love and effort were forever abundantYou made sure I did not miss out anythingIn spite of lacking that pillar &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-always-shines.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-2648621180326286828</id><published>2008-09-03T15:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:48:04.100+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Magic" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="True Love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anniversary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Soulmate" /><title type="text">Their Fairytale</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/2648621180326286828/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=2648621180326286828&amp;isPopup=true" title="141 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/2648621180326286828" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/2648621180326286828" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/NsQtxWrRhMc/their-fairytale.html" title="Their Fairytale" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SL2vqwlCtGI/AAAAAAAAEhY/xBol_S7jckQ/s72-c/I_m_Falling_Into_Memories_Wall_by_smashmethod.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">141</thr:total><content type="html">It was an ordinary Sunday morning. Stretching and yawning out loud, she trudged to her comp. The cabinet beeped, the modem blinked and she was back to her online home on orkut. She had gotten hooked to it since the past few months, thanks to some friends who had made her join. And now she was the one pestering her friends to create their own orkut profile. The friend list was expanding, the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-balloons-and-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-892668608691467501</id><published>2008-08-19T15:40:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:57:47.961+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chocolate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vignette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiction" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humor" /><title type="text">Whole Again</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/892668608691467501/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=892668608691467501&amp;isPopup=true" title="114 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/892668608691467501" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/892668608691467501" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/EArcFdu8uhM/whole-again.html" title="Whole Again" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SKrXu_YnwyI/AAAAAAAAEK8/kIfAgvFTduM/s72-c/Lips_by_The_Dancing_Queen.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">114</thr:total><content type="html">She beheld him, the lust glinting in her eyes, knowing too well he was a forbidden pleasure. The bonds of restraint seemed to be giving way, its curtails drawing apart. All she could think was desire, all that she could see was his perfection, as he sat there, robed in the finest attire. He was the most delectable of all she had ever tasted.The sabbatical had taken its toll on her, it was evident&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/08/whole-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-1708934923969258812</id><published>2008-08-06T01:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:36:45.363+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Soul" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Announcement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vignette" /><title type="text">Her Canvas</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/1708934923969258812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=1708934923969258812&amp;isPopup=true" title="104 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/1708934923969258812" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/1708934923969258812" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/qfU9nBsABco/her-canvas.html" title="Her Canvas" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SJi6WAEbBGI/AAAAAAAADso/dRPcJcdf8Es/s72-c/1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">104</thr:total><content type="html">She lived a colorless life, doing what she was supposed to do. Deep within, she hoped one day there would come someone to paint her dull canvas. Seasons passed, and yet came none...Still, she carried on with a smile on her face and a spring in her step. She knew happiness is in giving, and she gave with all her heart. Wherever she went, she left behind fragrance, one that emanated from the depths&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/08/her-canvas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-1003545457499336747</id><published>2008-08-01T05:36:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:13:11.980+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dedication" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tag" /><title type="text">Two To Tag-Ho</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/1003545457499336747/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=1003545457499336747&amp;isPopup=true" title="116 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/1003545457499336747" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/1003545457499336747" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/HWY2yP4rdxs/two-to-tag-ho.html" title="Two To Tag-Ho" /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SJJF9oypfwI/AAAAAAAADnE/6BzCVkzVEMA/s72-c/Div.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">116</thr:total><content type="html">It's raining tags, hallelujah it's raining tags in Bloggerville! And I am joining in the fun with these two tags handed over by Div Baby and Darling Preeti.First of all, it's Div's birthday today. Yell out to wish her! This is for you sweetie :)************Coming to the tags, Div's 8 point something (not necessarily in the order they are listed)...*8 things I am passionate about*&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://desiduck.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-to-tag-ho.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-551963345588091500.post-5806305670149441261</id><published>2008-07-30T01:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:07:06.096+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hope" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beauty" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Belief" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Article" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reflection" /><title type="text">Believe...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://desiduck.blogspot.com/feeds/5806305670149441261/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=551963345588091500&amp;postID=5806305670149441261&amp;isPopup=true" title="116 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5806305670149441261" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/551963345588091500/posts/default/5806305670149441261" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ASZH/~3/PcbqVdFTVEQ/believe.html" title="Believe..." /><author><name>*~*{Sameera}*~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05249126041067834608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06362705683888654731" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LYx5Eh-nEoE/SI-QUoE9wYI/AAAAAAAADl8/Lu4hI1MJPaE/s72-c/Believe_by_Punkey101.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">116</thr:total><content type="html">A few years back, I had watched The Polar Express. It carried a beautiful message to believe. Such a simple word, yet a depth of meaning woven in those seven letters. I am glad I did, and still believe...*In God. I know He is there, watching.*In faith, that hand which never gives way when all seems lost.*Love comes again.*I make a difference, even if a small one, in the life of another.*Dreams do&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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