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		<title>An English Wedding</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 02:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Two of my friends are getting married today. Four and a half-thousand miles from where I am. Correction: Four and a half-thousand miles from where we are. (They are not just my friends, they are our friends) We once lived four and a half-thousand miles away from where we are now. London was a city I [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3298&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Fiction Challenge</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 12:05:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Idea-Smithy and I decided on a prompt for writing fiction. When she adds her story, it will be linked. I&#8217;m withholding the prompt to avoid spoilers. My recent updates on various social media networks about the difficulty of writing fiction notwithstanding, I completed the &#8220;story&#8221;. Filed under: Fiction, Friends<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3292&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I&#8217;d Like to be Monk Someday</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 20:14:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I sometimes wonder if monks have off-days. You know, something like, darn, I was meditating really well until, I thought of something. Or, just when I was about to close this spiritual connection, it all went pear-shaped. The Chief Priest really screwed my day by denying my philosophical treatise on what this world is about [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3289&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Flavours of Funny</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 17:07:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Funny has two flavours. One that makes and one that tastes. We can be both, but we are not necessarily both. One cooks, one eats. One can eat what one can cook. Not always, though. It&#8217;s always better when someone else eats what we cook. A friend refused to come to my place ever, because [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3287&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Up in the Air</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 03:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s too much of more. There&#8217;s a new fanatic in town, and her exposed argot has more words that end with -er. Faster, smaller, thinner, longer. Sharper. And the sorts. In Victor Hugo&#8217;s apt words, however, argot is the language of the dark; a language of misery. Here&#8217;s a blurred photo. It&#8217;s blurred. You cannot see much [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3284&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Successful Partial Detox</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 18:31:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As against a Partial(ly) Successful Detox. It&#8217;s been a month that I have &#8216;stayed away&#8217; from Facebook, and have been successful at that. It&#8217;s a good feeling. As a mark of being away, I changed my cover photo and profile picture to reflect that, I guess it didn&#8217;t make much sense. Only one friend asked [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3278&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Looking through a Microscope</title>
		<link>http://gaizabonts.wordpress.com/2013/04/28/looking-through-a-microscope/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 07:45:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So Mahendra had this to say, in his recent post: &#8220;Each of these human beings is a tele­scope, if only one were will­ing to watch through the eye­piece. The eye­piece, in this case, is the human abil­ity to lis­ten, which we most often abuse — or in other words, don’t use at all.&#8221; (Via Telescopes &#124; [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3274&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Secret&#8217;s up in Smoke</title>
		<link>http://gaizabonts.wordpress.com/2013/04/26/the-secrets-up-in-smoke/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Apr 2013 21:11:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know something. It&#8217;s a secret. So, obviously, I cannot tell you what I know. But it does bring me to the thought about how we deal about secrets, and, perhaps (and therefore) what makes us vulnerable. I know folks who will take secrets to their grave; I know a few others who will blurt [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3270&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>How We Killed the Poets</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2013 20:32:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes, I think, poets have all the fun. Writers of prose have been called wordsmiths for a while now, but poets are the elite wordsmiths. If I were to use the controversial (and potentially politically incorrect) yet appropriate Indian terminology for them, I&#8217;d say, they were the Brahminical class on word-smithery. Poetry employs lesser words, [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3261&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>March Schizophrenia</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 16:40:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Atul Sabnis</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s never the case that thoughts do not flow; it&#8217;s usually the case that we try and file the thoughts for later use, but because of their transient nature, when we search for them later, we usually do not find them. We need to trap them before they evaporate. * It&#8217;s often difficult to survive [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=gaizabonts.wordpress.com&#038;blog=43218&#038;post=3254&#038;subd=gaizabonts&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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