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		<title>Raghav&#8217;s IPL adventure &#8211; Part 3 &#8211; Short adventure story</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2010 12:27:55 +0000</pubDate>
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“Wow, that is great Raghav, how did you get these VIP passes?”
“Hey Abhijeet, that is a secret, good thing is that, we have passes for all of us”
“This would be the first time; I’ll be watching the Great Sachin on ground rather than the TV set. Thanks Raghav!”
“Come on Gaurav, it would be the first time for all of us” said Ashu.
Peeyush pitched in and said “But, I am supporting Delhi because this is where I belong”
In his usual casualness, Abhijeet interrupted Peeyush, and said “who is bothered about supporting ...]]></description>
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		<title>End of the Red Season &#8211; Very Short Story</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 07:39:35 +0000</pubDate>
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And everyday after Sam was a funeral. I woke only to weep. I mourned in the darkness of my tiny bedroom. Occasionally I would light a single, dusty candle and plead with a nameless, faceless god. JUST MAKE IT STOP! I was determined to hold vigil there endlessly unless he and I were united again. Or else I would grieve myself to death. My soul is torn in half why should my body not suffer as much! I shall not leave this room again!
At some point I completely disconnected. I ...]]></description>
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		<title>Santa never forgets!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 15:27:29 +0000</pubDate>
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Nora was waiting eagerly for  Christmas. Well and why not, she would always look forward to this day  every year. And now, it was just round the corner. Christmas meant so  many things for this 7-year-old girl. It was all about fun and frolic,  sharing, and caring, buying new clothes, chocolates, decorating Christmas  trees and ummm&#8230;&#8230;..most importantly receiving gifts from Santa Claus.
Now Santa was usually generous  when it came to giving Nora what she wanted because Nora was a very  sweet girl. She ...]]></description>
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		<title>If only</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 08:25:40 +0000</pubDate>
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&#8220;How I wish you had been  dead just after you were born,&#8221; said a disgusted Rick. This is what  he always told his kid brother. Nothing irked 15-year-old Rick more  than having little Aaron constantly trailing behind him. Anything he  did, anywhere he went, 5-year-old Aaron would follow him.
Rick&#8217;s parents decided on  a second issue so that their first-born wouldn&#8217;t feel lonely. It would  have been perfect with Rick as well had things happened on time. Rick  was no longer young and he ...]]></description>
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