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			<title>Chapter 8 Priya, Amends</title>
			<description>Chapter 8, PriyaAmendsI guess I forgot to mention the part where Will threw his food all over me, I was so mean to him. Totally wasted an opportunity to talk to him again. Gah! Why did I do that? Oh wait, because stupid Aunt Sukhjit decided it was an excellent time to show me a picture of her oh so ..</description>
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			<title>First date</title>
			<description>Chapter 7, WillFirst DateI messed up. That's the cold, hard truth. I made a complete and utter fool of myself in front of Priya, she looked like she really wanted to talk to me too. But I guess I scared her away when I stupidly kept on staring, enough to make her uncomfortable to the point where she..</description>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>Chapter 6, PriyaDreamsThe wedding was fairly average. The other girls outshone me by far, they wore their best suits (wonder what'll happen on their wedding, it'll be too much!) and had the highest of heels with the biggest brand makeup. All for nada too, because not one guy looked at any of them. M..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1167639/</link>
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			<title>First words</title>
			<description>Chapter 5, WillFirst wordsIt took us&amp;nbsp;absolutely ages to get there. Ali's family had hired about six or even seven cars because his family is pretty big. With all the cars going in one direction it causes a heck of a lot of traffic. All you could see was a trail of fancy cars with very loud bhan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1162163/</link>
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			<title>All in the eyes</title>
			<description>Chapter 4, PriyaEyes like diamond&quot;Priya! Come downstairs,&amp;nbsp;jaldi!&quot;&amp;nbsp;I kicked off a pair gold heels and slipped into a pair of flats, I knew what was coming, we'd be out of teabags and I'd have to go get them. And it's pouring outside too.&amp;nbsp;I went to the nearest off-license, and yes it's ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1159352/</link>
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			<title>GOAL</title>
			<description>Short (hopefully amusing) story about why teenage boys shouldn't be allowed to stay home by themselves :D (don'e take it seriously!:)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1158806/</link>
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			<title>Routine</title>
			<description>Chapter 3, WillRoutineThat day after the bus stop when I first saw Priya lay with me for a long time, I didn't see her again for a while. After that, my life pretty much fell into a routine: Wake up, go sixth form, get tortured, come home, eat, sleep and all over again. Parties were still held on an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1158324/</link>
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			<title>Hierarchy </title>
			<description>Chapter 2, PriyaHierarchy&amp;nbsp;As I sweep the floor and clear it from dusting my mind drifts off to what I heard Daddy-ji say before. He was talking to Uncle Ritesh about my marriage. Obviously none of this was spoken in front of me or within earshot of me but I knew it was in discussion. All it too..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1157861/</link>
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			<title>Bollywood Actress</title>
			<description>Initial meeting</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1156785/</link>
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			<title>Take Two </title>
			<description>Romance about love and arranged marriages with some humour and heartbreak along the way </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1156773/</link>
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			<title>Boy next door</title>
			<description>A cute poem, not based on me though haha</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sharminasyeda/1156663/</link>
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