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	<title>Zarquon is not very punctual</title>
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	<description>Even prophets don&#039;t have a sense of proportion</description>
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		<title>A new look</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been long since I posted; and very very long since I upgraded my blog. After borrowing some enthu from Sandy, who recently bought some web-space and domain name, I finally decided to upgrade my blog &#8211; for whatever that means. It was not easy. Firstly, my earlier Wordpess was installed in 2004. For god&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2010/08/14/a-new-look/</link>
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		<title>Sham-e-Gam</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Talat Mehmood is one my favorite singers of all time, and Sham-e-gam ki kasam is by far is most soulful song of his. Majrooh Sultanpuri wrote the song for the 1953 film &#8220;Footpath&#8221; &#8230; and the poetry is equally matched by Khayyam&#8217;s music. Here are the lyrics: शाम-ए-गम की कसम, आज गमगीं हैं हम, आ [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/11/05/sham-e-gam/</link>
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		<title>It all started with the mind</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Pronouns, for once, are the most important part of the speech. They mean more than what they say. They rely on the reader more for grasping of the extra-literal meaning that they present. In essence, their meaning is subjective. And as many of you might know, I believe the world is subjective. Perhaps, that&#8217;s why [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/10/01/it-all-started-with-the-mind/</link>
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		<title>Change!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Reason for this so very late night post&#8230; there has been a big change in life. And this is to mark the date. I don&#8217;t remember a bigger event in life so far. So it has to be recorded on the blog. So you would ask, what the event is? No no no no&#8230; it&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/09/30/change/</link>
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		<title>Sleepless in Mumbai!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sleep, as always, is averting me. No, I&#8217;m not in love, neither have I been worried. In fact, it is the most wonderfully peaceful time of my life. But sleep, has its own whims and fancies. And so I blog at this dark hour. So they ask, why do you climb a mountain? because the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/08/21/sleepless-in-mumbai/</link>
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		<title>Ahir ki chhohariya</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Time to say happy birthday to Krishna! So, here&#8217;s my favorite piece of poetry (by Raskhan) about him: सेस, महेस, गनेस, दिनेस, सुरेसहुँ जाँही निरंतर गावें, जाँही अनादी, अनन्त, अखण्ड, अछेद, अभेद, सुवेद बतावें, नारद से शुक व्यास रटें, पचि हारे तऊ पुनि पार न पावें, ताही अहीर की छोहरिया, छछिया भर छाँछ पे नाच [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/08/14/ahir-ki-chhohariya/</link>
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		<title>Dhandhe ki baat</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Indian society, of today, is slowly restoring the respect and money deserved by those who serve arts. Arts of any kind, those involving colours, vocal chords, words, body gestures, thoughts and what not. But no society can do without those artists who feel rejected by society &#8230; from Kalidas to Ghalib, from Majaaz to Nagarjun [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/07/31/dhandhe-ki-baat/</link>
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		<title>Kavi</title>
		<description><![CDATA[New poem, just written. And quite satisfying like the last one गुरु बोले &#8211; &#8220;जा खोज के आ कि फूल है क्या?&#8221; इक फूल दिखा, मै मुस्काया। उसके सौरभ को, प्राणों मे भर लाया। मन सुख मे नत हो आया, तब मैनें जाना &#8211; फूल है क्या। जब लौटा, तो गुरु ने पूछा - &#8220;बता [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/07/09/kavi/</link>
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		<title>Being Thoughtless</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t like thinking anymore, and so stopped it. Yes you read it right. I have stopped thinking. There are no similar-sounding verbs to &#8220;thinking&#8221;, still for those with impaired hearing, or exaggerated disbelief on their faces, I repeat &#8211; I STOPPED THINKING!! I know what the Indian philosophy/yoga types reading this stuff are thinking. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/07/02/being-thoughtless/</link>
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		<title>Retro Music</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today is my retro music day. Have been listening to some happy retro songs&#8230; very innocent and very sweet compared to the modern happy songs&#8230;. so here are the two I picked up for posting here: From the movie Howrah Bridge, with Ashok kumar and the lovely Madhubala. Look at Madhubala&#8217;s expressions, and tell me [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.ghushe.com/2009/06/11/retro-music/</link>
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