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		<title>The girl I still love</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Buddies, it’s the occurrence happened 7 years ago when I was studying SSLC i.e. in 2005. There was farewell party arranged for us by our juniors which was rocking. One could see the unhappiness of break up and the pressure of exams in their looks very clearly. I liked a girl of my class very [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The love flash back</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Aug 2013 06:09:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everybody asks me &#8220;PYAR KA MATLAB JANTA HAI&#8230;.?” I&#8217;m of 17 now and even I do not know what type of emotion I&#8217;ve got for one girl, is it love or just an fascination&#8230;. My story began about more than a year ago (11th Feb 2012). I was in 10th class, we&#8217;ve got farewell that [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The love that I never ever forgot</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Aug 2013 05:47:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I met him online on orkut in summer season holidays. He was wedded and has a little girl too. But his wedded life was not great. He was about to separation and divorces his wife but he crazily loved his daughter. He was very sad and required support as a best buddy I used to [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>Know your value</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Aug 2013 05:27:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, “Who would like this $20 bill?” Hands started going up. He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this.” He proceeded to crumple the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>The Verious times of life</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was a man who had 4 sons. He wished his sons to understand to not judge factors too rapidly. So he sent them each on a mission, in turn, to go and search at a pear tree that was an on distance away. The 1st son went in the winter, the 2nd in the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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