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		<title>Mad Rush&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2011 17:40:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We all are in search of something… Mostly it is  a blind search… some delicate subtle undercurrent that remains unnoticed in the rush of crowded urbanized life. The more we run away from that search, more restless, and more muddled we become…. Not knowing what we want, and that is what drives us so crazy. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=481&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Definitely Not A Prayer&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2011 16:52:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/?p=477</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I would rather not see you&#8230; than watch you suffocate under heaps of garlands&#8230; thrown by your devotees&#8230; My doors will remain closed.. when your processions pass by&#8230; they will call me names&#8230; and hail you in same high voices&#8230;. I would rather not pray you&#8230; for there is nothing I want&#8230; I would rather [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=477&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My Fellow Travelers,</title>
		<link>http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/2011/10/19/my-fellow-travelers/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2011 16:26:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/?p=473</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[On that turn I stopped in fear&#8230; Life would come to a halt right there&#8230; But it moved as it tends to move on.. In its pace time dragged me along .. Far away from that turn&#8230;. Here is another one&#8230; And another breathtaking scene&#8230; Like a fairytale unfolding serene&#8230; I may linger around for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=473&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Stoned God&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/2011/09/13/the-stoned-god/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2011 20:15:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/?p=467</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[My silence is in conversation with you&#8230; if you can hear the ancient chant without&#8230; my silent stare is aware only of you&#8230; if you can see my eyes pouring love about&#8230; My silent being is reverberating within you&#8230; If you can feel its pulse radiating out&#8230;. all that matters now is how dumb, deaf [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=467&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A simple act of coming home on time….</title>
		<link>http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/2011/08/18/a-simple-act-of-coming-home-on-time%e2%80%a6/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2011 16:58:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes I just come home on time for a change… and not change… not open the windows…. Not do anything…. The house is silent around… like still relishing its late afternoon nap…. Grey squares of my windows turn black as it gets dark outside… and I don’t switch the lights on…. Silence seeps even deeper [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=464&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My Last Gift to You&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 15:08:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anoo</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know, its all sad and badly rhymed&#8230;.and it was written a long ago and forgotten (dumped actually).  Now that I read this, the innocence struck me more than the horrible rhyme&#8230; amuse yourself! Love wasn’t about a bunch of lilies and a rose… It was about being strong when you were morose… It was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=377&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Final Destination&#8230;.</title>
		<link>http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/2011/05/25/final-destination/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2011 06:02:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/?p=453</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[A relation is not a single thread connection between two people. It is a combined connection of their bodies, minds, hearts and spirit. But only one aspect out of these turns out to be the dominant feature of their relationship. There could be people that you connect with for primal physical needs. Such connections, basically [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=453&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Renunciation&#8230;.</title>
		<link>http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/2011/05/05/renunciation/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2011 16:38:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anoo</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was going through some pictures taken by a photographer friend of mine. It was sheer pleasure to just witness his moments of “hey look! I caught it!” Some pictures that I stopped by made me feel as if I should renounce my camera! They were too good! And I thought that every time we witness [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=450&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Rango and The Lavasa Corporation</title>
		<link>http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/2011/04/20/rango-and-the-lavasa-corporation/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2011 01:26:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anoo</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time there was a chameleon named Lars (Johnny Depp). He lived in a comfortably urban terrarium (a dry version of aquarium) until one day he got stranded somewhere in the Mojave Desert (an extreme West region of the US of A). After an indicative tryst with an armadillo named Roadkill and after [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=436&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>So Glad To Love&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://anujnawrites.wordpress.com/2011/03/27/so-glad-to-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2011 02:23:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I always thought people who live too much in the spirit of friendship are too weak to exist individually. I thought it was some sort of gang mentality, a weakness… Being a loner most of my tiny life, I had vast personal space and friends remained beyond the boundary of that space….loved, but at distance. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=anujnawrites.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10122703&amp;post=432&amp;subd=anujnawrites&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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