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	<description>Two New Yorkers move to New Delhi.  See what happens...</description>
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		<title>By: Swathi Soren</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-3816</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Swathi Soren]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2010 15:42:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Personal, touching and very lucid. Love your posts :)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Personal, touching and very lucid. Love your posts <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: jugaad &#171; Our Delhi Struggle</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-2343</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[jugaad &#171; Our Delhi Struggle]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 08:06:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] left us exhausted and claustrophobic. It’s the hope for the future that lets a woman and her son spend two days waiting on a median for someone to pick them [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] left us exhausted and claustrophobic. It’s the hope for the future that lets a woman and her son spend two days waiting on a median for someone to pick them [...]</p>
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		<title>By: indiainmotion</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-993</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[indiainmotion]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 04:41:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is great Dave!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is great Dave!</p>
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		<title>By: Final List of Nominated Posts &#171; Visceral Observations</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-787</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Final List of Nominated Posts &#171; Visceral Observations]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 12:19:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] in Life Author: Mahak I Know How a Worm Feels Author: Aparna I Want to Be a Girl Author: RJ Waiting Author: Jenny and Dave Twist of Fate Author: Smita 4th Time Unlucky Author: Crazy Sam Story of [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] in Life Author: Mahak I Know How a Worm Feels Author: Aparna I Want to Be a Girl Author: RJ Waiting Author: Jenny and Dave Twist of Fate Author: Smita 4th Time Unlucky Author: Crazy Sam Story of [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Nominations So Far&#8230;(Updated 06/Oct&#8230;still more to come) &#171; Visceral Observations</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-757</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Nominations So Far&#8230;(Updated 06/Oct&#8230;still more to come) &#171; Visceral Observations]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 07:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] in Life Author: Mahak I Know How a Worm Feels Author: Aparna I Want to Be a Girl Author: RJ Waiting Author: Jenny and Dave Twist of Fate Author: [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] in Life Author: Mahak I Know How a Worm Feels Author: Aparna I Want to Be a Girl Author: RJ Waiting Author: Jenny and Dave Twist of Fate Author: [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Apar</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-597</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Apar]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 12:42:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Count our blessings big time?! There was a friend of mine who cribbed that she did not have a cell phone when she went into her teens!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Count our blessings big time?! There was a friend of mine who cribbed that she did not have a cell phone when she went into her teens!</p>
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		<title>By: onparkstreet</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-593</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 22:59:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#039;t think it&#039;s self-serving to mention those details, but, again, you don&#039;t need to mention everything on a blog :) Anyway, thanks for these glimpses into your experience and your gentle humanity.

(I haven&#039;t been back in years; most of my close family has emigrated to the US. I should go back one of these days).]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t think it&#8217;s self-serving to mention those details, but, again, you don&#8217;t need to mention everything on a blog <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Anyway, thanks for these glimpses into your experience and your gentle humanity.</p>
<p>(I haven&#8217;t been back in years; most of my close family has emigrated to the US. I should go back one of these days).</p>
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		<title>By: Russ</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-591</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Russ]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:12:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As always, guys, your stories move me.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As always, guys, your stories move me.</p>
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		<title>By: sands</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-586</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[sands]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 01:51:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This brought back so many similar memories of the faces which used to blankly stare at our school bus at the signal light. Like every parent, there seemed a desire in those eyes, for their kids who would probably never get to ride a school bus. They would just stare at us. We, the ones in the bus were fortunate lives by virtue of not being born on a foot path. It is heart wrenching but when we see this everyday, it just simply becomes something stationary, like the passing trees on a road that only get noticed when they are gone.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This brought back so many similar memories of the faces which used to blankly stare at our school bus at the signal light. Like every parent, there seemed a desire in those eyes, for their kids who would probably never get to ride a school bus. They would just stare at us. We, the ones in the bus were fortunate lives by virtue of not being born on a foot path. It is heart wrenching but when we see this everyday, it just simply becomes something stationary, like the passing trees on a road that only get noticed when they are gone.</p>
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		<title>By: jenny and dave</title>
		<link>http://ourdelhistruggle.com/2008/08/25/waiting/#comment-583</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 06:38:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I went by that intersection yesterday morning, she wasn&#039;t there.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I went by that intersection yesterday morning, she wasn&#8217;t there.</p>
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