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	<title>Jahane Rumi</title>
	<link>http://www.razarumi.com</link>
	<description>In search of the unsearchable: O, my soul! where would you find your house?</description>
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		<title>Abr mi barad-o man shovm-e az yar-e judaa (The cloud weeps&#8230;)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Amir Khusrau's lofty couplet
Abr mi barad-o man shovm-e az yar-e judaa
Choon kunam dil becheneen roz zedildar judaa.
Abr baraan wa man-o yar satadah ba-widaa
Man judaa girya kunaan, abr judaa, yaar judaa
The cloud weeps, and I become separated from my friend -
How can I separate my heart from my heart's friend on such a day.
The cloud weeping, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/13/abr-mi-barad-o-man-shovm-e-az-yar-e-judaa/</link>
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		<title>Karachi Literary Festival</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Oxford University Press and the British Council are holding a literary festival - first of its kind.
The programme can be viewed here. KLF programme
I am off to Karachi next weekend to attend this moot.
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		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/13/karachi-literary-festival/</link>
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		<title>the two insomnias</title>
		<description><![CDATA[“When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.”
* Jalal ad-Din Rumi
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		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/11/the-two-insomnias/</link>
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		<title>Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan &#8211; Man Kunto Maula</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
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		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/10/nusrat-fateh-ali-khan-man-kunto-maula/</link>
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		<title>Rumi &#8211; Guest House</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them
all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/09/rumi-guest-house/</link>
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		<title>Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and Peter Gabriel- Signal to noise</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Peter Gabriel feats Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan in Signal to Nois

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		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/08/nusrat-fateh-ali-khan-and-peter-gabriel-signal-to-noise/</link>
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		<title>Pak Nobel laureate&#8217;s Ahmedi status hurdle for documentary</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was quoted in this story - a slight spin but an important point nevertheless..

Wednesday, March 03, Islamabad: Two young Pakistanis are battling all odds to make the first-ever documentary on the country's only Nobel laureate Abdus Salam though the going has not been easy so far because he was an Ahmedi.
Ahmedis, who are in minority [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/07/pak-nobel-laureates-ahmedi-status-hurdle-for-documentary/</link>
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		<title>Old Nusrat recordings dressed up in dub reggae beats</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hear old Nusrat recordings dressed up in dub reggae beats by producer Gaudi - courtesy NPR


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		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/06/old-nusrat-recordings-dressed-up-in-dub-reggae-beats/</link>
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		<title>Allah Hoo by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan</title>
		<description><![CDATA["Allah Hoo" from the Monsoon Wedding soundtrack (courtesy NPR)

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		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/04/allah-hoo-by-nusrat-fateh-ali-khan/</link>
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		<title>Lovers have nothing to do with existence</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The lover's food is the love of the bread;
no bread need be at hand:
no one who is sincere in his love is a slave to existence.
Lovers have nothing to do with existence;
lovers have the interest without the capital.
Without wings they fly around the world;
without hands they carry the polo ball from the field.
That dervish who [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.razarumi.com/2010/03/03/lovers-have-nothing-to-do-with-existence/</link>
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