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		<title>Yatra to Diyatra</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 17:03:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>bexband</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Just got back from a visit to a village outside of Bikaner, where my mother-in-law&#8217;s family is from. In the middle of the desert, but still filled with life. We visited local ponds, schools that the family had built (and of which my husband&#8217;s grandfather is very proud), ate watermelons and other produce from the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just got back from a visit to a village outside of Bikaner, where my mother-in-law&#8217;s family is from. In the middle of the desert, but still filled with life. We visited local ponds, schools that the family had built (and of which my husband&#8217;s grandfather is very proud), ate watermelons and other produce from the family land prepared lovingly by my nani-sa&#8230;</p>
<p>Many houses were made in the traditional hut style: thick walls made out of sand, round in shape, with thatched rooves. They blended in seamlessly with the surroundings.</p>
<p>I have never seen so many stars as I saw there. I milked a cow and held a baby goat! A big thank you goes out to everyone who made my visit so special.</p>
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		<title>In honor of Rosh Hashanah</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 16:03:33 +0000</pubDate>
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There were once 5,000 Jews living in this teeming port city, but today there are fewer than 35. Israel, 38 with a thin beard, is the youngest by nearly 25 years.
Israel lives inside the only place left where Jews aren&#8217;t a minority - the Jewish cemetery. He cares for the graves of his father, his [...]]]></description>
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<blockquote><p>There were once 5,000 Jews living in this teeming port city, but today there are fewer than 35. Israel, 38 with a thin beard, is the youngest by nearly 25 years.</p>
<p>Israel lives inside the only place left where Jews aren&#8217;t a minority - the Jewish cemetery. He cares for the graves of his father, his great-grandparents, his uncles and his aunts, along with more than 2,000 other Jewish tombs.</p>
<p>He also tends to the two dozen Jewish elders still living, handles the last rites when they die, and, to stay kosher, butchers his own meat.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s not easy being the last of your people.</p>
<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s only a matter of time before people die or leave,&#8221; said Israel. &#8220;There is no future. . . . The inevitable, I can&#8217;t fight.&#8221;</p></blockquote>
<p>I have to disagree with this statement, though:</p>
<blockquote><p>Jews came to India as traders some 250 years ago, and today their largest community is in Mumbai, the country&#8217;s most cosmopolitan city.</p></blockquote>
<p>They were in India far before that, in Cochin. Click <a title="Cochin jews" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cochin_Jews" target="_blank">here</a> for more info.</p>
<p>From the <a title="Last jews" href="http://www.philly.com/philly/news/nation_world/29852629.html" target="_blank">Philadelphia Inquirer</a>.</p>
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		<title>What Isha is not</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 05:50:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Willow has a wonderfully written post on her experience of volunteering for Sadhguru&#8217;s open talk in Tampa, FL.
He spoke intensely about what he does NOT want for Isha….that he did not want Isha to become another cult or religion, but that our purpose should be to have an impact on those we introduced to it. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a title="Konakiko" href="http://www.konakiko.com/home/sadhguru-ignites-tampa/" target="_blank">Willow</a> has a wonderfully written post on her experience of volunteering for Sadhguru&#8217;s open talk in Tampa, FL.</p>
<blockquote><p>He spoke intensely about what he does NOT want for Isha….that he did not want Isha to become another cult or religion, but that our purpose should be to have an impact on those we introduced to it. He mentioned riding the wave of bliss, like one that had been created in India, in a small village where most of the population eventually participated in the Inner Engineering, and therefore the Shambhavi.</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p>The thought I took away with me was that we should leave the world in a little better condition than we found it. Such a simple request, such a huge undertaking, but as Sadhguru said, as he looked at each of us, 50 years ago this….and I think he was referring to the whole introduction of Isha Yoga to the US….in addition to that night’s event’s success….would not have been possible.</p>
<p>If 200 volunteers can bring together over 1300 people, we really ARE living in extraordinary times. We are approaching critical mass, the “tipping point” that will allow Isha to continue growing and impacting individuals by its own momentum. We are in a time of great possibility, and I am thrilled to be here, with Isha, at this time.</p></blockquote>
<p>Let&#8217;s join the bliss party and tip this sinking ship over! <img src='http://beckyblab.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>I&#8217;m not the only woman writer in Jaipur!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 17:15:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Jaipur Times today has an article called &#8216;Penning their way to freedom&#8217;:
Determined to find their own expression, women in Jaipur are increasingly taking up writing as a serious pursuit. Despite cultural challenges and family responsibilities, they are living their passion as successful authors. Today, most of them have to their credit, several books on [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Jaipur Times today has an <a title="Freedom" href="http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Default/Scripting/ArticleWin.asp?From=Archive&amp;Source=Page&amp;Skin=TOI&amp;BaseHref=TOIJ/2008/09/23&amp;PageLabel=21&amp;EntityId=Ar02100&amp;ViewMode=HTML&amp;GZ=T" target="_blank">article</a> called &#8216;Penning their way to freedom&#8217;:</p>
<blockquote><p><span><span style="text-align: justify;">Determined to find their own expression, women in Jaipur are increasingly taking up writing as a serious pursuit. Despite cultural challenges and family responsibilities, they are living their passion as successful authors. Today, most of them have to their credit, several books on intriguing subjects and are fast impacting the national literary arena. Busy penning some new tomes, these spirited multitaskers have broken stereotypes and proved that women writers are no more anomalies in Rajasthan. </span></span></p></blockquote>
<p><span><span style="text-align: justify;">Tripti Pandey, a journalist, says</span></span></p>
<blockquote><p><span><span style="text-align: justify;">“Being a woman, I am blessed with an innate sensitivity that helps me reflect on the nuances of the places that I visit. Village women unveil their faces while interacting with me, share bits of their lives without any inhibitions and happily pose for my camera.”<br />
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<p><span><span style="text-align: justify;">Lecturer Aradhana Singh says</span></span></p>
<blockquote><p><span><span style="text-align: justify;">“Writing gives a woman the strength to break free from cultural bondages. An opinionated woman, however unwelcome she may be, has the power to alter the power equation of a society. </span></span><span><span style="text-align: justify;">I wish more and more woman in my state take up writing and experience the mental liberation it brings.”</span></span></p></blockquote>
<p><span><span style="text-align: justify;">Corporate executive Shiv</span><span style="text-align: justify;">ali Singh says</span></span></p>
<blockquote><p><span><span style="text-align: justify;">“Writing buoys up the self esteem of a woman. I am confident that women in the state will achieve greater heights if they keep on striding towards their goal.” </span></span></p></blockquote>
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		<title>Yoga is&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 06:53:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Excerpt from one of Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev&#8217;s discourses (Feb 13th, 2007), posted on the facebook Isha yoga group:
&#8220;When we say &#8216;yoga&#8217;, probably for many of you it means some physical postures: twisting yourself into some impossible postures. That is not what we are referring to as yoga.
Yoga means to be in perfect tune. Your body, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Excerpt from one of Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev&#8217;s discourses (Feb 13th, 2007), posted on the facebook Isha yoga group:</p>
<blockquote><p>&#8220;When we say &#8216;yoga&#8217;, probably for many of you it means some physical postures: twisting yourself into some impossible postures. That is not what we are referring to as yoga.</p>
<p>Yoga means to be in perfect tune. Your body, mind and spirit and the existence are in absolute harmony. When you fine-tune yourself to such a point where everything functions so beautifully within you, naturally the best of your abilities will just flow out of you. When you’re happy, your energies always function better. Do you see that when you’re happy you have endless energy? Even if you don’t eat, if you don’t sleep, it doesn’t matter; you can go on and on. Have you noticed this? So just a little happiness is liberating you from your normal limitations of energy and capability.</p>
<p>Now, yoga is the science of activating your inner energies in such a way that your body, mind and emotions function at their highest peak. When your body and mind function in a completely different state of relaxation and a certain level of blissfulness, you can be released from so many things that most people are suffering from. Right now, you come and sit in your office, and you have a nagging headache. Your headache isn’t a major disease, but it takes away your whole capability for that day. Just that throbbing takes away everything. With the practice of yoga, your body and mind will be kept at their highest possible peak.</p>
<p>There are also other dimensions to yoga. When you activate your energies, you can function in a different way. As you are sitting here right now, you consider yourself to be a person. You are identified with many things, but what you call as “myself” is just a certain amount of energy.</p>
<p>Do you know, modern science is telling you that the whole existence is just energy manifesting itself in different ways? If this is so, then you’re also just a little bit of energy functioning in a particular way. As far as science is concerned, this same energy which you call as “myself” can be here as a rock, lie there as mud, stand up as a tree, bark as a dog, or sit here as you. Everything is the same energy, but functioning at different levels of capability.</p>
<p>Similarly, among human beings, though we’re all made of the same energy, we still don’t function at the same level of capability. What you call capability or talent, what you call your ability to do things in the world, your creativity, is just a certain way your energy functions. This energy, in one plant it functions to create rose flowers, in another plant it functions to create jasmine, but it’s all the same energy manifesting itself. If you gain a little bit of mastery over your own energies, you will see things that you never imagined possible, you will do simply and naturally. This is the experience of any number of people who have started doing these practices. It is the inner technology of creating situations the way you want them.&#8221;</p></blockquote>
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		<title>What&#8217;s all the fuss about?</title>
		<link>http://beckyblab.com/whats-all-the-fuss-about/387/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 13:48:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some of you readers might be wondering about my latest post with Sadhguru and I&#8217;d like to share with you about my recent experience completing the Inner Engineering course by the Isha Foundation. It&#8217;s hard to find the words to express my gratitude for this course. But as a budding writer I&#8217;ll try!

I&#8217;ve done other [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Some of you readers might be wondering about my latest post with Sadhguru and I&#8217;d like to share with you about my recent experience completing the <a title="Inner engineering" href="http://www.innerengineering.org/" target="_blank">Inner Engineering</a> course by the <a title="Isha" href="http://ishafoundation.org/" target="_blank">Isha Foundation</a>. It&#8217;s hard to find the words to express my gratitude for this course. But as a budding writer I&#8217;ll try!</div>
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<div>I&#8217;ve done other yoga classes in the US, but they were mostly focused on physical fitness and shied away from any deeper look into spirituality. For several years I&#8217;ve been eagerly devouring spiritual literature and watching videos. It all started with Osho; in fact, that is how I even ended up marrying my husband, because I would copy down passages that I was reading and we&#8217;d discuss them over email. More recently, I have been reading stuff by Eckhart Tolle and participated in Oprah&#8217;s &#8216;A New Earth&#8217; webcast.</div>
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<div>I came to India full of idealism and hope that I could help some people in this country. But instead, I just got bogged down with fear and anger over being here. Although I loved India&#8217;s spiritual contributions to the world, I just felt things to be too threateningly different in other aspects of culture and life. Needless to say, the stress of finding myself here was too much to handle at times, and it was a really rough period. Eventually we moved (from Bangalore to Jaipur), but I was still having difficulties, especially with my health&#8211;whether it was the water or the food, I had been having frequent stomach problems.</div>
<div>This is all to say that I have had my fair share of self-inflicted suffering, and was really ready for something to shake me out of it, which the <a title="Inner engineering" href="http://www.innerengineering.org/" target="_blank">inner engineering</a> course did. Even though not much of the information was particularly new to me, the experience was. I think it was the combination of the kriyas with the satsang that did it for me. Because no matter how much I read or heard about awareness, it was still a challenge to execute. Somehow I feel like I&#8217;ve taken a leap and it&#8217;s amazing to me that a simple combination of exercises could have achieved such a result. I&#8217;m grateful to have learned what I did, because continue to feel the benefits even after doing my practice: I have more energy, I&#8217;m calmer and just generally more joyous. I start smiling for no reason, the bliss just starts bubbling forth and I feel so alive.</div>
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<div>I find myself hankering for more, so I&#8217;m excited to go to the yoga centre for some advanced courses: the Bhava Spandana program, Shoonya initiation and Hata yoga course. Let&#8217;s see what may happen&#8230;</div>
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		<title>Help Bihar</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 12:42:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You can contribute to help Bihar Flood victims without spending anything or being physically present by taking 60 seconds to answer some questions. Sponsors will pay the NGO on your behalf. Spread the word.
http://www.helpbihar.in
Here are the answers in case you don&#8217;t know:
The capital of Bihar is Patna

Which river has caused havoc in Bihar recently? Kosi
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You can contribute to help Bihar Flood victims without spending anything or being physically present by taking 60 seconds to answer some questions. Sponsors will pay the NGO on your behalf. Spread the word.</p>
<p><a title="Help Bihar" href="http://www.helpbihar.in" target="_blank">http://www.helpbihar.in</a></p>
<p>Here are the answers in case you don&#8217;t know:</p>
<p><span id="lblQuestion">The capital of Bihar is Patna<br />
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<p><span id="lblQuestion">Which river has caused havoc in Bihar recently? Kosi</span></p>
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		<title>Sadhguru on Life</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 15:37:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Anonymous poem</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 12:34:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This one&#8217;s been making the rounds, but I found it here.


We lost ourselves the day we were born
Since then the search began
To find those of our family
 
We were confused
For we were given a family of birth
We had friends from our situation
In this funny place called “society”
We travelled
And felt the semblance of the primeval sensation [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This one&#8217;s been making the rounds, but I found it <a title="Poem" href="http://chandni.wordpress.com/2006/04/03/bohemia-tales/#comment-12321" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We lost ourselves the day we were born</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Since then the search began</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">To find those of our family</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We were confused</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">For we were given a family of birth</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We had friends from our situation</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">In this funny place called “society”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We travelled</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">And felt the semblance of the primeval sensation of life</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We wondered why we felt at home on the road</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We were made to believe we were a little strange</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">For how many stay away from “home” for so long?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">How many become the rebels we did?</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We wandered on empty streets in the night</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Feeling the wind of the sea, the river, the mountains of wherever we lived…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We had so many questions and no answers we found</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We searches, always searched</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We searched even for ourselves…</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We delved in unfathomable depths of the being</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We rowed for months in strange alien seas</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We searched for friends of the soul</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Somehow no friends we had, ever</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Seemed like friends enough…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">How could we explain what “friends” meant to us?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Friends were beings so akin to us</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">They could read our minds</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Walk in step with us on those roads of life</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Friends were those who travelled with us </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Climbed mountains, forged rivers, conquered seas…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Friends were one life breath, strangely</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Such few “friends” we ever found in this world</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We stayed aloof…from so much</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">The norms, the religions, thought processes of the world</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We risked our lives, our positions, our family relations for our beliefs</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We did the things we believed in</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Worked for none but ourselves</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We were called selfish for we cared </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">About our own well being…</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We fought, we battled, </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We ran like mad from so many, so much</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We hid, we absconded, we hibernated</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Some of us found our soulmates</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Some of us didn’t</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Some of us had homes, children, love</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Some of us lived lonely in far away homes</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Some of us were fulfilled having found the love</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">The understanding we seeked, the minds akin to ours</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Some of us…after a long time stopped searching having understood that in some lifetimes we were meant to be alone</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Our soulmates parted from us, living another life…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">May be in another world, probably another time zone…</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We, the seekers, the thinkers, the rebels</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We ache to get together for nowhere seems like home</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We long for company of similar minds, sensibilities</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We hurt, we bleed, we pain, we die…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">But we live completely, every moment of our lives</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Live the good and bad as same</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">Give all of ourselves to the world…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">To nature… to art…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">For there is no other way to live we know</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We seek answers all the time</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We question all the time</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We are probably the only ones who know how deep pain carves its being into us</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">And how full happiness makes us feel…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We are comfortable with extremes</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We are comfortable with tears, with abandonment, with aloneness…</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We, the unknown ones</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We, the misfits</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;">We, the seekers, the thinkers, the rebels…</span></p>
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I my niece will be more fearless than me when taking to India&#8217;s roads! 
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<p>I my niece will be more fearless than me when taking to India&#8217;s roads! <img src='http://beckyblab.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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