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		<title>10 things that happen when you live away from home for the first time</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2016 18:32:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Do you remember the time when you were at home, may be when you were in school or college? You were bored of staying at home. You wanted to go to a new city, to be independent, to live by yourself! And when that opportunity knocks at your door, you grab it with both your hands. Sometimes your parents may ask you to let it [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>One Rainy Day</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2016 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Image credit Her fingers danced on the keyboard as she typed something and then hit backspace multiple times. Her kohl lined eyes stared at the screen but she had no clue what she was looking at. In her mind&#8217;s eyes she was in a different place, at a different time.&#160;Someone called out her name and that brought her back to reality. She looked at the [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>#MondayMusings: Lessons from experience</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2016 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Just watching the sky from the terrace When I woke up in the morning last Saturday, I was happy. Weekends means time away from work and yeah beginning from the Monday of the week, I just wait for the weekends to come. Sometimes I do have plans for the weekend, but most times I don’t. Since I was sick the previous weekend, I’d decided that [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Inspired by Mom!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2015 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Image credits Life teaches us a lot of lessons. Some we learn the easy way and some we learn the hard way. But the ones that we remember for long are the ones that we learned the hard way. We often get to learn a lot from the most ordinary experiences. The things we take for granted when seen in a different light seem to [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Don&#8217;t give up!</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2015 17:50:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Image source There was pin drop silence in the room. Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and their eyes were glued to the ball moving to and fro on the table. It was the semi-final match in the women’s singles category of the intra office Table Tennis tournament. Not a big deal. It was the 5th set in a game of 5 [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Your loss, not mine</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2015 14:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Source Years of friendship was forgotten in a matter of a few moments and the reason for it was nothing but a misunderstanding. I was ignored and I was dropped from the group without even getting a chance to explain my side of the story. Every time that I walked passed them sitting together it hurt me all the more and the loneliness almost killed [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>The journey that made me a better me!</title>
		<link>https://reemadsouza.com/2015/03/the-journey-that-made-me-better-me/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2015 07:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Life is a journey. We all have our share of good and bad times. Good times we can handle on our own. But it is in our bad times that we need help- it is then that we need someone to just listen to what we have to say. That is the best form of support that one can give others when life doesn&#8217;t seem [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Better late than never!</title>
		<link>https://reemadsouza.com/2015/01/better-late-than-never/</link>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2015 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Happy New Year 2015! 15 days of the year have already gone by and you must be thinking why I am wishing you now. Yup! I know that I am late but then the title of this post sums it up. For those of you who are my friends on Facebook might know the reason for this delay in wishing you all. For those of [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>By the lakeside</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2014 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Copyright: The Reclining Gentleman I remember that day from two years ago when it had started. It was my routine to sit down on the bench by the lakeside after a tiring day at work. I had no friends in this city. That was when he came and my life changed. Before I could confess my love for him, he told me that he was [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>The power of a smile!</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2014 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>A funny thing happened on my way to the passport office. A lady kept smiling at me for a long time. I didn&#8217;t know what to do and I smiled back at her. She kept smiling. But I couldn&#8217;t recognize her. As I entered the passport office, she was also there with me in the long queue. She kept smiling at me and I kept [&#8230;]</p>
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