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		<title>By: Priyanka</title>
		<link>http://www.fluidverve.com/2008/05/the-ride/comment-page-1/#comment-200</link>
		<dc:creator>Priyanka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 10:25:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yep! One sweet dream</description>
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		<title>By: Ankur Gupta</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ankur Gupta</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 10:58:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mori plains, well they are something too unique,,out of the middle in all mountains, there are the huge endless plains,,,i still feel its a dream</description>
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		<title>By: Lady&#8217;s First &#124; Fluid Verve</title>
		<link>http://www.fluidverve.com/2008/05/the-ride/comment-page-1/#comment-176</link>
		<dc:creator>Lady&#8217;s First &#124; Fluid Verve</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 10:57:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] of all subsequent travels which I am now itching to do. As a reverence to this belief I wrote this piece on the day I returned to Delhi, while I was still exhausted and spellbound by the outstanding [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] of all subsequent travels which I am now itching to do. As a reverence to this belief I wrote this piece on the day I returned to Delhi, while I was still exhausted and spellbound by the outstanding [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Manish</title>
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		<dc:creator>Manish</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 09:05:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Do I make sense?
I don’t care to know…
Rhyme and reasoning are nothing to me.

I seemed to have broken free
Yet a fresh lure had taken over me

love these lines...

can connect to your comment on auto-pilot

you are brave...
you bike for a cause too...

again love this lines:

yet swimming in a sea of memories
Every time I dive in I come up with several new sea shells
I am overwhelmed by the fertility of the high altitude cold desert
Memories will keep flowing
Several times I’ll narrate the incidents
But it has been such an experience that
I would never be able to express enough


memories...sea of them...and it will be again and again breathed..but experience needs another breathing...which is i mean for us to be felt..nothing less can explain...

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do I make sense?<br />
I don’t care to know…<br />
Rhyme and reasoning are nothing to me.</p>
<p>I seemed to have broken free<br />
Yet a fresh lure had taken over me</p>
<p>love these lines&#8230;</p>
<p>can connect to your comment on auto-pilot</p>
<p>you are brave&#8230;<br />
you bike for a cause too&#8230;</p>
<p>again love this lines:</p>
<p>yet swimming in a sea of memories<br />
Every time I dive in I come up with several new sea shells<br />
I am overwhelmed by the fertility of the high altitude cold desert<br />
Memories will keep flowing<br />
Several times I’ll narrate the incidents<br />
But it has been such an experience that<br />
I would never be able to express enough</p>
<p>memories&#8230;sea of them&#8230;and it will be again and again breathed..but experience needs another breathing&#8230;which is i mean for us to be felt..nothing less can explain&#8230;</p>
<p>love the composition of image</p>
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		<title>By: Fluid Verve &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Natural Instinct</title>
		<link>http://www.fluidverve.com/2008/05/the-ride/comment-page-1/#comment-16</link>
		<dc:creator>Fluid Verve &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Natural Instinct</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 18:04:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] One of my personal favorite POEM here &gt;&gt; [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Fluid Verve &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Lady&#8217;s First</title>
		<link>http://www.fluidverve.com/2008/05/the-ride/comment-page-1/#comment-14</link>
		<dc:creator>Fluid Verve &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Lady&#8217;s First</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 16:39:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] of all subsequent travels which I am now itching to do. As a reverence to this belief I wrote this piece on the day I returned to Delhi, while I was still exhausted and spellbound by the outstanding [...]</description>
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