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		<title>My first rush! (corny, but true)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2012 17:08:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Acting]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Evam]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[First Rush]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[It all started in December when I got the usual mail from Indianstage about upcoming events and came across a link about “First Rush” – an Evam initiative to democratize theatre. ‘Evam’ is all that I needed to see, I registered blindly not thinking twice about whether I would have the time to complete it [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Lalitha Debacle &#8211; A comedy of errors!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2011 04:40:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Rants]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Comedy of errors]]></category>

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It was a pleasant Saturday morning. The boys had just wrapped up their early morning cricket match and were waiting to get back to bed and doze off till noon. Among the boys was my brother and his friend Sonu from the neighboring building. Sonu jumped over the fence and they stood talking for a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A thousand footprints in the sand</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2011 11:21:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[crowd mentality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[individuality]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[satire]]></category>

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As soon as we’re born into this crazy world,
and the cord of life is snipped,
Not too long after we open our eyes,
To us, a dozen strings are fixed.

They stem from family, relatives and neighbors,
Friends, acquaintances and society,
And those you might not even suspect,
Like your cousin’s friend’s aunty!


Every step of our beautiful journey,
We get not one but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Where are you from? Um&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 11:29:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Rants]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Identity crisis]]></category>

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A simple question. Most people would answer it in a second saying “Cochin”, “Delhi”, “ Mumbai”, But for me and several folks who have parents in a transferrable job or who are highly ambitious, this is one dreaded question in any conversation.
People normally face identity crisis in families with mixed marriages. With statements like “I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In God&#8217;s own country!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2010 10:29:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Travelogues!]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Kerala]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Kottayam]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[periyar tiger reserve]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[travel]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[There are some good memories which you know will stay with you for a lifetime even if they are for a few moments or a couple of days and the hostel gang’s trip to kerala is definitely one of them.
After the monotonous routine of poring over textbooks, late nights and pathetic hostel food during the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dedication to a Super-Mom!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 17:16:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Super mom]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://sahithya.in/?p=169</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[What i could never bring myself to tell her on her face. The poem written by me for my Mom&#8217;s 50th birthday. There&#8217;s a special joy in
writing your own lines in a greeting or a scrap book than the cheesy ones you can
buy, and its easier when you neednt think while writing and just put [...]]]></description>
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		<title>3.5 kgs of wisdom!!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Dec 2010 08:39:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[babies]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

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The baby rocked in the cradle
The midnight oil still burning
The mother watched with weary eyes
Looking at the bed in yearning
As she sang a song softly
With barely the strength to talk
The little one listened earnestly
And then got down to his task
Tugging at his chubby legs,
Gurgling and drooling , he flailed his arm
He still dint know what [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Beacon of Hope</title>
		<link>http://sahithya.in/my-first-attempt-at-poetry/</link>
		<comments>http://sahithya.in/my-first-attempt-at-poetry/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Dec 2010 08:36:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sahithya</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Hope]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Reawakening]]></category>

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The Beacon of Hope
An oracle watched the overcast sky
And it was his renowned clairvoyance which made him sigh
The eerie sounds echoed far and wide
The howls of the wind, the rise of the tide
the growls from above and the rustling of the leaves
Over the empty dimly lit streets..
A storm was brewing as the canines could sense
This [...]]]></description>
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