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		<title>The conscience cleanser of India &#8211; Ganga.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 14:58:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Disclaimer: This post might hurt the sentiments of a lot of people, but then, it&#8217;s meant to! Background: I come from a strongly religious north indian hindu brahmin family and my father (papa) and my grandmother (amma) have been very religious people. They do fast, they pray a lot of gods and do a lot [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Black and White Semi Colons</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2010 18:15:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Player a: Salesman, restless, worried, draped in sweat, hopeful and uncertain. Terminate. Player b: Beggar, hardly dressed. Inactive limbs. Focus on next meal, vigilant of human behaviour. Helpless but creative. Denied of essentials but gifted of persistence. Indifferent of global warming, worried of the cold night. Terminate. Player c: Prostitute, Undesired object of desire. Social [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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			<media:title type="html">Stuck to my ground</media:title>
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		<title>The train to nowhere, almost!</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2010/04/28/the-train-to-nowhere-almost/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diwakar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 18:05:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Not much was left in the leopold’s café after that attack; A had just escaped the attack and had no idea what he had just missed. Though he was still uncertain about everything that was going around him and he continued his discussion on a train journey from churchgate to andheri. It seemed that life [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Hello, Yes A Speaking!</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2010/04/19/hello-yes-a-speaking/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diwakar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 14:40:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[26th Nov 2008, Mumbai. A waits for B for an undercover meeting. A has no idea what will happen after this, he is anxious and uncertain. Not knowing what to expect he sits and sips his cappuccino. A middle-aged person in a light blue half sleeve shirt comes towards him. He is of average height, [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Right to Live, Left to Die!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The soul had left last Monday; the body left glued to a bed, felt closer to the far end of the heaven stair than the elevator of the hospital. No pain, no sarcastic smile, no fighting the hope and hoping the fight.  Their tears were confused and I silently slipped off their hands yesterday night. [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Anti Gravity Needle</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 12:49:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My first attempt at fiction thanks to Gadre&#8217;s motivational gyan :). Here it goes: Saturday evening, A half inch eraser kisses my skin. And it begins the task, now there is no past, no future, no loans, no broken relationships, no regret, no remorse, no sleep, no surprises, no gifts, no pain, no love, no [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Amphetamine</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2010/03/17/amphetamine/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diwakar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 13:30:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Looking at the pillars on the horizon, the horse gasped and thought again, Should I run, should I break, Or should I return. The nomad sat on the cliff and smiled, indifferent of the time he smell and breathed. the horse posed his dilemma but the nomad denied an answer the horse pestered and cried [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Cojones of Sand</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2010/03/14/cojones-of-sand/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diwakar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 14:20:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Scratch your pencil on the canvas of a dashboard, While you believe that the dice is blind, the dice man smiles on the ignorance, you illustrate your convenience with the world, stripping off your uncertainties within and smile back, scared like a little kid with no one around, you play the game of fate with [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Sine Curve Will Flatten, One Day!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 18:22:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Happy new year to all!!! What did I do? Went to landmark, bought myself a book (Inside out &#8211; a personal history of Pink Floyd) and stayed there for a couple of hours. Came back, had dinner and slipped in my bed and watched a movie and talked! Talked to myself for a little more [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>May be, Just!</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2009/12/25/may-be-just/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diwakar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 10:50:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A certain anxious period of six months just flew by leaving me more thoughtless than amused! Also went by two terms at xlri, 14 courses, 16 faculties and around 400 hours of classroom gyan with 240 batchmates and 180 seniors. A soul-stirring trip to a couple of far from road villages in Jharkhand into the [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Reservoir</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2009/09/17/reservoir/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Diwakar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 16:11:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[ek nashe ki dukaan khol lee hai is monsoon maine ek badi botal lee aur saare din nichod kar sharbat banaya Fir ek khatte ras ki botal bharee, kuch shararaton se nikal kar aise kaafi saara nasha ikathha ho gaya hai mere paas ab roz koi ek botal chun kar zindagi mein gholta rehta hoon [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>The speed of time!</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2009/09/14/the-speed-of-time/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 05:57:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[wrote something after a long time, for once let&#8217;s share it with the world! gulzar-o-ghalib ki bazmon mein khud ke nishaan dhoondhte dhoondhte kabhi kuch purane raasto mein kadam bikhar jaate hain poora mahine raat ko odh kar sone ka bahana karte rahe wahin kuch sitare jugnoo jaise kuch bolne ki koshish kar rahe the [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Hibernation, disabled!</title>
		<link>https://diwakarkaushik.wordpress.com/2009/04/05/hibernation-disabled/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 02:33:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Morning, yes am awake finally. So now I am back, here are the updatdes: 1. Started a movie blog with khurana and lucy and called it Pen The 70mm. Dream come true. 2. Screwed CAT again, fortunately cleared XLRI and IRMA. Going to XLRI, thanks to Sachin Tendulkar and Richa 🙂 3. Thanks to point [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>I am still alive</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 11:06:19 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[13th September, 6.45 PM: I was with my parents at the crowded ISBT when I received a call from mausi, she sounded worried as Delhi faced a series of blast. There was a pinch of silence in my head followed by a brief hallucination of seeing ISBT getting blown up, and there I stood helpless, [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Fourteen September Two Thousand Six AD</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 07:38:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Dangling on the threshold of the 3 minutes of alarm&#8217;s snoozes, dragging myself out of the live sleep, and dressing myself with the dead life, I seldom realize that the transitions are tough. We transit everyday in our chewing gum lives, continuosly, unintentionaly and forecefully, losing flavour street by street along the path, and reaching [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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