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	<title>Comments on: Close Encounters: Mallika</title>
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		<title>By: Gender Denied, Gender Enforced &#171; Ultra Violet</title>
		<link>http://aninditasengupta.com/2007/09/notes-from-chennai-5/#comment-241</link>
		<dc:creator>Gender Denied, Gender Enforced &#171; Ultra Violet</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 21:33:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] for my conversation with Mallika, it lasted an hour and left me feeling many things. Unlike activists in the community, Mallika is just an ordinary woman trying to get by. She seemed [...]</description>
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		<title>By: usha</title>
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		<dc:creator>usha</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 03:45:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>after reading ur piece i too am speechless.....the tragedy with words is that it has meanings. ....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>after reading ur piece i too am speechless&#8230;..the tragedy with words is that it has meanings. &#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: the mad momma</title>
		<link>http://aninditasengupta.com/2007/09/notes-from-chennai-5/#comment-239</link>
		<dc:creator>the mad momma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 12:37:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>tagged for an award though I am not sure if you care for them!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>tagged for an award though I am not sure if you care for them!</p>
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