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		<title>The Whisper of Winter</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/11/28/the-whisper-of-winter/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 18:44:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The wind whispered my name today as I was walking with my lonely melancholy. The air was crisp, filled with the fragrance of some far away song. The trees were like old men stooped over their chairs to keep track of life walking on by. My eyes strayed up to the sky where clouds collapsed [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Doctoral Dogma</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2006/11/27/doctoral-dogma/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 14:56:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Life as a doctoral student sucks. It doesn’t suck in the ordinary nobody loves me suckiness (does that word even exist?) level. No, it takes sucking (pardon my vulgar language) to a different level, a level where you are the lowest form of life in the world. I mean even bacteria have more fun. They [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dark Places</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2006/10/15/dark-places/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 00:55:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We met at one of those dark places. The silence between us had stretched. She was inhaling the new liquid. I was on the one with three letters. Twice our lips touched across the divide. A bridge of tongues. A stream of saliva. The mixture of lips. “Do you believe in coincidence?” “Do you believe [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Hotel</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2006/09/25/the-hotel/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 15:20:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“I’m telling you it was her man!” “Boy, you must have been dreaming. How can it be her? She is thousands of miles away.” “No, dude, I’m pretty sure it was her. I even followed her a little just to make sure. She is here. I’m willing to bet on that.” We were on our [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mouse Trap</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2006/08/28/mouse-trap/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Aug 2006 09:25:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know three ways to kill a mouse. Squeamish already? Then stop reading right now, the going gets worse.]]></description>
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		<title>The Kiss</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2006/03/05/the-kiss/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 02:23:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She came into the room I was in sometime after midnight. I was still awake, tossing around under the weight of all the shared memories that had reared their head.]]></description>
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		<title>Of Words, Of Writing</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/12/16/of-words-of-writing/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/12/16/of-words-of-writing/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2005 11:06:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I want to write. I want to write until the stars stop exhaling light. ]]></description>
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		<title>Animal Desires</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/08/05/animal-desires/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2005 17:17:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thrust into this dark well of despair I begin to imagine your beautiful body in my hands. The way your hair cascades down your neck and always smells fresh, a faint perfume lingering in its depths. Your forehead hiding heavy thoughts behind its broad expanse as I give it a fond kiss. ]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>20</slash:comments>
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		<title>Surreal Mind-Gaps</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/07/14/surreal-mind-gaps/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/07/14/surreal-mind-gaps/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2005 20:02:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday, or to be accurate in the wee hours of this morning, for the first time in his life he experienced gaps in his memory. Huge chunks just went missing. No idea what he had done or how he had got to a particular place.]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>9</slash:comments>
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		<title>Final Light</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/19/final-light/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/19/final-light/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 21:06:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The auditorium is huge. It is an ocean of space built in three levels. Diffused lighting lights the whole place. The light makes the space expand further, pushing the corners in and masking the details.]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>16</slash:comments>
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		<title>Second Light</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/17/second-light/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/17/second-light/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2005 08:16:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The chairs are empty, three of them under the lonely spotlight. All three are draped with a white cloth. One is slightly in front of the other two as if wanting to stand out solely in the light. ]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>9</slash:comments>
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		<title>First Light</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/13/first-light/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/13/first-light/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 21:07:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was night and the lights were flashing, long streaks of them, white and bright. The air was still but not heavy. There were people around, curious and concerned.]]></description>
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		<title>Sentinels</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/09/sentinels/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/09/sentinels/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 12:31:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One by one they all left, like migratory birds on the journey south, each taking a moment to look back and take in the surroundings one final time. ]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>7</slash:comments>
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		<title>Monochrome</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/01/13/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2005/06/01/13/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 10:54:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The rain fell like warm feelings, wetting my heart with the tears of yesterday. I wandered down the street moving in and out of the long shadows. The street was mostly empty reflecting the state of my mind.]]></description>
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