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	<title>A Mirror of My Thoughts!</title>
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		<title>What it takes to be Number One..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2013/06/19/what-it-takes-to-be-number-one/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Jun 2013 18:05:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I read this today and I want to tuck this forever. Below speech by Vince Lombardi is what I exactly would wish to hear if I am facing a football match. &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211; &#8220;Winning is not a sometime thing; it&#8217;s an all the time thing. You don&#8217;t win once in a while; you don&#8217;t do things [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=777&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>For my Happy Box!</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2013/06/10/for-my-happy-box/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2013 15:50:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One of those tiny little moments that make my life.. Conversations with my daughter (in mother tongue Telugu)&#8230; Me: Lakshya, what sound does crow make? Lakshya: Kaav Kaav.. Me: Good. Now tell me how does a Dog sound like? Lakshya: Dog a? Bhow Bhow.. Me: Nice!  Now tell me what does Cuckoo say? Lakshya: Coo [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=759&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Boiling Frog Syndrome</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2013/06/05/the-boiling-frog-syndrome/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 04:22:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Out of those many and many thoughts in forwarded wisdom, this story stuck. And may be it did echo to some thought that I read last month. How do you tell a difference between a sacrifice and a compromise? At the cost of sounding trite, let me quote their definitions: Sacrifice is an act of [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=765&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Helloo World!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 13:41:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Keying into the &#8216;Me&#8217; time is so tough after the long sojourn. I really did think that it would be so easy to hop back and pick up things from where I have left. A long pause of 4 years feels like a life time and it is not easy to pretend that nothing has [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=756&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Self-Assurance</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2009/10/13/self-assurance/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 14:29:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I never knew this simple phrase would jolt me back into this little world of mine.. Often what you take for granted is the one that requires utmost focus. Feels as if the music played on when I was napping.. Life crawled in slow finesse, whilst I slept unaware. Until.. until someone shook me up [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=742&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A slice of paradise..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2009/05/05/a-slice-of-paradise/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 12:47:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A morning raga that soothingly warms you into a charming bright sunshine and shining woods that sings you into wondrous splendor&#8230; I can&#8217;t believe still that one day I woke up into this charming slice of paradise called Vythri in Wayanad. Vythri gives a cozy feeling of being cocooned right in the middle of the [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=707&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Flavor Of The Season</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2009/04/08/flavor-of-the-season/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 18:35:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well.. that&#8217;s the expression of the day! At least for me.. Somehow this phrase holds a special charm from my perspective today.  Has it ever happened to you that you chase a gazillion of dreams over a rolling rainbow for a specific period of time and space only to discard them as worthless stones when that [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=701&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Back to Basics&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2009/01/18/back-to-basics/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 03:12:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Life is a set of puzzling and contradictory questions to me. Often cosmic, they do spring an endless debate in the mind. Does the end lie in the answer or in the engaging loop of discussions, I couldn&#8217;t figure it so far, either. Here are some of them that are so tantalizingly engrossing in occupying [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=548&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Its that time of the year again..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2009/01/16/its-that-time-of-the-year-again/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 08:05:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here&#8217;s how the gtalk status of one of my friends&#8217; read on Jan 1st. &#8220;New year much more than change of last part of date. It means a new start, taking all +ves from 2008 to 2009 and leaving behind any -ves. It means defining new objectives for next 365 days along with redefining life [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=678&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Smile In the Sky!</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/12/01/a-smile-in-the-sky/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 14:58:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today I am rewarded with a beautiful smile that got unveiled in the sky. One of those rare moments, when the Venus, Jupiter and the crescent Moon came together to spread some cheer in the sky. It looked so beautiful and radiant for the moment it lasted! How beautiful simplest joys of life can be! [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=668&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>In  Memory Of the Real Heroes</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 03:43:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mumbai was in thought, mind and spirit for the past 100 hours. In those moments of heightened and frenzied activity, my emotions were a big kaleidoscope of mixed colors: of denial, anger, blankness, insecurity, helplessness, and agony of loss. Digesting the mindless madness of this attempt has been the toughest part of the past week. [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=653&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Place That Spells Peace..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/11/21/a-place-that-spells-peace/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 11:11:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And a memory that I would treasure for a life time. It took me an year to discover this beautiful sojourn in the Bangalore city. Yes, I am talking about the same good old Kempfort ShivMandir on airport road in Bangalore. Now, you might ask me why is it so special for me? Its because [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=640&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Definition Of Love</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/11/07/definition-of-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 10:57:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know it might sound a little strange, yet am compelled by this innate curiosity to understand what people define as love. Our lives run like a poetry of love, for its in love that we grow, evolve and rise up to our potential of what we are and what can we be. My definition [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=635&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Counting Life By Moments..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/10/09/counting-life-by-moments/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 09:56:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[People don&#8217;t last forever, sometimes neither relationships do. Yet, its just memories and moments that make us truly alive are those that last forever, or atleast till we do. Why? I guess we all know the answer at the subconscious level, yet it does take a conscious effort to acknowledge, understand and give our life [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=629&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>An Update..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/09/17/an-update/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 05:33:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Accenture]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Farewell]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yes. I know. I have heard from you all about how I vanished from the place that I loved most. And seriously, I did have a wide grin when you said that you missed me. Yet, playing to the gallery isn&#8217;t my forte at all. Life is caught in a swirl of change and am [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=617&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Comfort Zones..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/09/07/comfort-zones/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 09:42:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Those are big words. They are also the most often used/abused words in my dictionary. You would often catching me rolling it off with a careless regard oft to myself and often in generic conversations that go around the world. Come think of it, there are many things that offer comfort in moments of insanity [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=605&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Citius, Altius, Fortius</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/08/21/citius-altius-fortius/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 14:10:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Olympics]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I could be one of the most disinterested participants that I know in tracking the Beijing Olympics. I still remember the rapture with which my Mom watched the launch of Beijing Olympics when I played Solitaire in my room. Yet, the spirit of passion always lingers on those who come in touch with it. I [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=589&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Things Fall Apart</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/08/19/things-fall-apart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 09:02:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things Fall Apart ; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world. —W. B. Yeats, &#8220;The Second Coming&#8221; &#8220;Things Fall Apart&#8221; novel is a widely acclaimed African novel in English, and often considered as a magnum opus in Chinua [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=463&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Some Moments Cherished&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/08/18/some-moments-cherished/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 11:27:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Beautiful]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Cherished]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday unraveled like a beautiful present for me, and what made it special was that truly cherished feeling that you can acquire only in the companionship of those who can converse with your silence. I am sure going to mark that wonderful day in my memory forever, and I couldn&#8217;t help but muse on all [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=571&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Midnight Musings..</title>
		<link>http://nrsl.wordpress.com/2008/08/10/midnight-musings/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 06:46:46 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Musings]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Midnights]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tranquility]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I would start by telling you how special these are for me for I rarely meet midnights in eye. Probably I can count those days on fingers when I really waited for the darkness to envelop me in tranquility at the darkest of hour. One of those moments of tranquiliy where I am content with [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nrsl.wordpress.com&#038;blog=272189&#038;post=512&#038;subd=nrsl&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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