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		<title>Mr. Albert</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 21:58:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Vinod Narayan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was on a Saturday evening that I saw Mr. Albert for the first time, talking to dad near the porch at our ancestral home in India. Holding a lantern on one hand and a walking stick on the other, a long over coat and with one shoe shining more than the other, he looked [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Blame it on the heart</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 22:10:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is said that blaming is the easiest thing one can do. It doesn’t matter if you are rich or poor, young or old, blaming is there always, as an option for you to escape the torture and public humiliation of failing. For him it all started with a voice from inside like it happens [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Silent Conversations</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 22:07:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It always has been my fascination to silently observe people who talk to me. Many times they stop their conversation and ask “Hey, are you still here” thinking I have been lost in my thoughts How incapable of them to not know that I was all this while immersed in them and got so involved [...]]]></description>
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