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			<title>A day before Diwali </title>
			<description>While sitting, some lights flicked my eyes... I was looking up, and then those lights made all of sudden sounds... I looked side and looked for that lights... I didn't have to strain my eyes, rather it triggered my brain.. Ohh Diwali is coming... I remembered and became nostalgic again... I ..</description>
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			<title>4 years journey </title>
			<description>The moments of all are the memories of mineRiding the path with you all was fine Breaking the boundaries and making of bonds..promising each other that we will keep it too long...innocence filled faces and eyes filled with dreamswas tottaly bent down when we were called by seniors within..</description>
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