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		<title>The wait</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2016 18:30:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>He had to find her. He hadn&#8217;t slept a wink all night for he couldn&#8217;t wait for the day to dawn. Separated from his beloved for no fault of his and detained in this hellhole, there wasn&#8217;t a single when he didn&#8217;t cry. They had dreamed of a life together and the war had crushed those dreams. That was so long ago. Would she still [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Who?</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2016 18:30:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>We kept walking along the isolated parts of the shore and an ancient house welcomed us. It looked spooky and I just wanted to return. But Tom wouldn&#8217;t agree. The house though old looked strong. There was a cabinet which had a lot of strange stuff. While Tom was still busy inspecting the items, I turned around and saw a man. &#8220;Finally you are back!&#8221;, [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>By the lake</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Reema D'souza]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2016 18:30:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>The serene waters of the lake bore no resemblance to the storm of thoughts raging in her mind. But she loved looking at the waters of the lake. Because those were her few minutes of freedom, the only time when she got to see the outside world. How she longed to be out in the open and feel the chill of the blowing wind and the warmth [&#8230;]</p>
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