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		<title>The Wait &#8211; Part 1 &#8211; Not a short story</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 07:31:37 +0000</pubDate>
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‘Stealing some glances here and there, I found myself staring at this beauty…’
Sweltering heat made me all of sweat and I was dripping, from brow to toe. With a handkerchief, one of my hands was constantly making contact with my face, and the other was just hanging there under the weight of the HP gadget. With all that sweat from the season but it was still the month of November. But then this city knows no season other than summer, we get to feel the sunshine heat all year long. ...]]></description>
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		<title>Remembering 26/11</title>
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It’s been raining all night and I have been sitting by the window waiting for dawn, waiting for the skies to clear up, waiting to see the first rays of the morning sun beaming through the clouds.
I lay on my bed and see the shadow of a raindrop on my cheek as it glides on my window pane. Is it me crying? Am I hurting? Suddenly it seems like the skies reflect the canvas of my life. I am forced into a recluse I want to be in my happy ...]]></description>
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		<title>The Widow</title>
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Sheila sat with a crumpled white saree on the floor. With her kohl lined eyes and supple skin, she seemed beautiful as ever. Her mind was filled with a volcano of thoughts. She looked around at her room. The ebony wardrobe they had bought on their first anniversary, the digital photo album that her daughter had gifted on their 16th anniversary earlier this month. The pillow whose covers smelled of the jasmine oil her husband applied everyday. The curtains that she had purchased from the last sale at Marks &#38; ...]]></description>
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		<title>You will reap as you sow</title>
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 Six-year-old Shane was very excited. What he always wanted was finally going to happen. His grandpa would move in with them into their apartment. He would no longer have to spend time on his own when his parents were out at work.
Shane’s grandpa was so frail that his hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and he often faltered while walking.
“Welcome home, grandpa! We will be staying in the same room,” jumped about an excited Shane. He was so anxious to share his toys with grandpa. The old man was ...]]></description>
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