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		<title>God — My Friend</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 08:19:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Walking thru the woods, On a path unknown. I met many a people. Some just came and some passed by. And some I left behind, But there was just this one person who was there all along. Walking on this path with me. Not knowing where I may lead. Myself not aware of his presence. [...]]]></description>
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Walking thru the woods,<br />
On a path unknown.<br />
I met many a people.<br />
Some just came and some passed by.<br />
And some I left behind,<br />
But there was just this one person<br />
who was there all along.<br />
Walking on this path with me.<br />
Not knowing where I may lead.<br />
Myself not aware of his presence.<br />
Took him for the obvious,<br />
Used him in every way I could,<br />
Insulted, shouted and what not at him,<br />
But he just stood there with me and smiled<br />
Expecting nothing in return<br />
Today, when I look back and see,<br />
Regret having not said this before<br />
….I just want to say this now<br />
There was none like you,<br />
And there shall never be one like you,<br />
Thank you for being there for me.</p>
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		<title>Sati</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 03:31:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rohin</dc:creator>
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		<title>64-Squares</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 04:43:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rohin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[64-Squares — This started as a small idea for my wife’s project. She had to design a cover for a yet to be published book. I was intrigued by the endless possibilities of having a blank cover in front of me. I suggested that we use a chessboard as the focal point of the story. [...]]]></description>
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<p><em>64-Squares</em> — This started as a small idea for my wife’s project. She had to design a cover for a yet to be published book. I was intrigued by the endless possibilities of having a blank cover in front of me. I suggested that we use a chessboard as the focal point of the story. To me every square on a chessboard has a story to tell. Of countless battles, hidden motives, characters — black and white, kings queens, soldiers and countrymen, of deception and deceit. I believed it would make a great cover for a Novel or a collection of short stories. </p>
<p>Now that the basic premise was in my head I looked at various ways to design the board. The first idea was to use something simple yet powerful, and to this thought came  — symbols. </p>
<p>Symbols have had a huge impact on the human civilization. The idea was choosing the symbols and arranging them in a way that their impact would be easily evident from the position they hold in the square. Each representing a symbol and the story behind it.</p>
<p>In subsequent posts, I will try and present the other Ideas I had for the book cover. Meanwhile can you try and guess the logic behind this one?</p>
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		<title>Grey</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 12:25:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rohin</dc:creator>
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		<title>Me and the Rain</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 18:32:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rohin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love walking in the rain, it hides my tears it hides my pain. Rain is Magical. At least that is what I feel. Rain has the power to transform you. Rain for different people have different connotation. People all over the world have romanticised the rain and like many others, yours truly has also [...]]]></description>
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<p>Rain is Magical. At least that is what I feel. Rain has the power to transform you. Rain for different people have different connotation. People all over the world have romanticised the rain and like many others, yours truly has also been inspired by this wonder. I present the feeling, the emotions — Rain.</p>
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On a beautiful Sunday morning,
Sun still in hiding,
I was standing out in the clear,
waiting for my dear.

She wanted to meet with me,
a place under the tree,
Behind the good old farm mill,
Where time stood still.

Hustling and Bustling always, all day
the place was quiet today,
have been waiting all day and now night,
She has never been so late.</pre>
<p><img id="rose" src="http://www.thoughtsunbound.com/studio/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/rose.jpg" alt="" /><br />
<img id="ring" src="http://www.thoughtsunbound.com/studio/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/ring.png" alt="" /></p>
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Then I saw her, at the far end.
flying thru the field.
she ran right into my open arms.
eyes wet, yet face calm.

We stood there for what was eternity.
holding her close to me.
She was holding the ring of our destiny,
to return my love to me.

I looked deep into her watery eyes,
she looked into mine .
I understood what she wanted to say.
She turned and ran away.</pre>
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I stood there all alone that night,
holding my broken hart.
I was in deep pain and wanted to cry
but she told me only to smile.

Then the sky burst and it rained
Oh Thank god it rained
Oh I love the rain, It hides my tears,
It hides my pain.
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<p class="h5-shade b9-pencil quote-bottom">I am no Poet here my pen’s the spout where the rain water of my eyes run out — John Cleveland</p>
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