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		<title>Free Yet Tied&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2012 21:44:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Free yet tied, yes we can be both. There are many a times when one tends to claim they have nothing that ties them down yet they are not free. By being free I do not refer to freedom from anything materialistic or tangible . I refer to intangible thoughts and a zillion intangible memories....<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2012/04/free-yet-tied/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Free yet tied, yes we can be both. There are many a times when one tends to claim they have nothing that ties them down yet they are not free. By being free I do not refer to freedom from anything materialistic or tangible . I refer to intangible thoughts and a zillion intangible memories.</p>
<p>Claims of being free can be put to rest within seconds of the mind deciding to take a stroll down memory lane.  Smiling, blushing, blooming, fragrant,  joyous, alive to tearful, fading, withering, decaying, sad and dead emotions and memories reclaiming their position tends to leave one puzzled and pained rather than liberated.</p>
<p>Guess it&#8217;s a matter of time and struggle before freedom is attained. Till then what does one do with the memory flashbacks is still a mystery and something to be experimented upon. Of course freedom is not painless, it IS a painful affair after all.  However, it does leave one <a href="http://anubhasworld.wordpress.com/2012/04/26/exhausted-really-2/">exhausted&#8230;really!</a></p>
<p>Till next time, I will ensure I have a smile on my face, a Mona Lisa Smile&#8230;..happy or sad&#8230;.that&#8217;s a perspective to ponder upon. <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>A Point in Life&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://anubhavaid.com/2011/08/there-comes-a-point-in-your-life-when-you-realize-who-really-matters-who-never-did-and-who-always-will-unknown/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2011 21:21:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;There comes a point in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will.&#8221;- Unknown Realization! Yes, there surely does come a point in life, when you feel that it&#8217;s time to get things in order. The brain starts to function in normal mode.  It finally decides on sorting...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2011/08/there-comes-a-point-in-your-life-when-you-realize-who-really-matters-who-never-did-and-who-always-will-unknown/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><em>&#8220;There comes a point in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will.&#8221;- Unknown</em></strong></p>
<p>Realization! Yes, there surely does come a point in life, when you feel that it&#8217;s time to get things in order. The brain starts to function in normal mode.  It finally decides on sorting the mess created by unwarranted for situations and events in one&#8217;s life, the cause of which of course are devils in the garb of mortal human beings. The agenda of these devious individuals is to ensure that the other person&#8217;s heart, head, work, peace of mind and overall life is screwed to the maximum extent possible.</p>
<p>When finally a shock wave hits the brain and there is some inflow of oxygen does one realize, the damage done and then first things first, prioritization initiates. It is at this stage when one sets priorities, if it were for me, I would start with the process of elimination, cut the root cause of the problem out of your life and system, to at least control further damage. Then starts the actual process of touching base with the people who would play the role of the healers. They will not only be there to listen to you but also understand and empathize along with providing a shoulder for you to cry upon. These usually are your friends, true friends, will be there to scold yet comfort you. Then the self-realization process initiates, and one realizes that it is the self which should always matter. Self esteem and self respect should never be lost out upon purely because you gave someone the authority to come into your life and get that space where they could easily hurt you and of course leave you wounded. As their agenda was to never be there to standby and protect but to damage and leave. The damage seems irreparable and unbearable but then as time heals all wounds,  there will be a time when the wounds do heal and the pain subsides and life meanders through its course.</p>
<p>At the end of this entire process, what one is left with is &#8211; Realization of who matters, who never did and who always will. <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>P.S.: Just saw the time, I now realize it&#8217;s time to hit the sack <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Happy New Year!!!</title>
		<link>http://anubhavaid.com/2011/01/happy-new-year/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2011 17:58:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[2011 has come&#8230;reminiscing 2010 and the months gone by&#8230;.well it started off well&#8230;but kept becoming cumbersome, difficult and unbearable. If I had a wish, I would NOT EVER want a year like 2010. God, hope you are listening to this! Please do not repeat anything like the events of the year gone by. The year...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2011/01/happy-new-year/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>2011 has come&#8230;reminiscing 2010 and the months gone by&#8230;.well it started off well&#8230;but kept becoming cumbersome, difficult and unbearable.</p>
<p>If I had a wish, I would NOT EVER want a year like 2010. God, hope you are listening to this! Please do not repeat anything like the events of the year gone by.</p>
<p>The year has changed, the date has changed, 2 days of the new year have gone by already. Looking forward to the next 12 months with a hope of fun, happiness, joy, smiles, achievements, zero pain and zero tensions.</p>
<p>Hoping the same for all!</p>
<p>Happy New Year to everyone. Happy 2011!</p>
<p>Take Care and Keep Smiling! <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Gibberish</title>
		<link>http://anubhavaid.com/2010/12/gibberish/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 19:56:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Moments&#8230;Flashes&#8230;Memories&#8230;..Smiles and Tears&#8230;&#8230;More Memories&#8230;More Flashes&#8230;More Smiles and Tears&#8230;.Numb is me! Comfortably numb I ask myself&#8230;.but this numbness leaves me very uncomfortable&#8230;so can&#8217;t be comfortably numb&#8230;I guess it&#8217;s just Numb!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Moments&#8230;Flashes&#8230;Memories&#8230;..Smiles and Tears&#8230;&#8230;More Memories&#8230;More Flashes&#8230;More Smiles and Tears&#8230;.Numb is me! Comfortably numb I ask myself&#8230;.but this numbness leaves me very uncomfortable&#8230;so can&#8217;t be comfortably numb&#8230;I guess it&#8217;s just Numb!</p>
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		<title>The Unattainable&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://anubhavaid.com/2010/06/the-unattainable/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 22:52:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hai dil ko teri aarzoo Par main tujhe naa paa sakoon Hai dil ko teri justjoo Par main tujhe naa paa sakoon Main hoon shab tuu subah Dono jud ke judaa Main hoon lab tuu dua Dono jud ke judaa Saajnaa&#8230; Mahiyaa&#8230; SaajnaVe Kaee khwaab dil tujhko lekar sajaaye Par khauff yeh bhi kahiin par...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2010/06/the-unattainable/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;">Hai dil ko teri aarzoo<br />
Par main tujhe naa paa sakoon<br />
Hai dil ko teri justjoo<br />
Par main tujhe naa paa sakoon<br />
Main hoon shab tuu subah<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Main hoon lab tuu dua<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Saajnaa&#8230; Mahiyaa&#8230; SaajnaVe</p>
<p>Kaee khwaab dil tujhko lekar sajaaye<br />
Par khauff yeh bhi kahiin par sataaye<br />
Gar ye bhi toote toh phir hoga kya re<br />
Mujhe raas aati hain khushiyaan kahaa re<br />
Kyon dil ko dukhana bevajah SaajnaVe<br />
Kyon dil ko dukhana bevajah<br />
Phir aansoon bahaana ik dafaa&#8230;<br />
Main hoon shab tuu subah<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Main hoon lab tuu dua<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Saajnaa&#8230; Mahiyaa&#8230; SaajnaVe</p>
<p>Tuu hi toh har pal bandha hain lamhon ki in zanjeeron me<br />
Tuu hi toh har dum raha hain khwaabon ki har tabeeron me<br />
Tuu hi toh har din dikha hain dhundli ya ujli tasveeron me<br />
Teri hi toh hain khushboo mujhme haan SaajnaaVe<br />
Teri hi toh hain khushboo mujhme haan&#8230;<br />
Ab tuu hi toh har soon har jagah&#8230;<br />
Main hoon shab tuu subah<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Main hoon lab tuu dua<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Saajnaa&#8230; Mahiyaa&#8230; SaajnaVe</p>
<p>Haan tera saaya toh main hoon<br />
Par sang tere naa reh sakoon<br />
Haan is safar me toh main hoon<br />
Par sang tere naa ruk sakoon<br />
Main hoon shab tuu subah<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Main hoon lab tuu dua<br />
Dono jud ke judaa<br />
Saajnaa&#8230; Mahiyaa&#8230; SaajnaVe</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;">(For once Mika&#8217;s voice is not annoying&#8230;love the lyrics.)<br />
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		<title>Momentary Existence&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 20:53:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is a smile on my face yet the twinkle missing from the eye. The walk there&#8230;..but the spring amiss. With so much at hand&#8230;.yet empty handed. So much happiness around&#8230;.but just a fleeting glimpse of it for me. I am no doubt luckier than a lot others&#8230;yet luck just manages to give the slip...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2010/06/momentary-existence/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There is a smile on my face yet the twinkle missing from the eye. The walk there&#8230;..but the spring amiss. With so much at hand&#8230;.yet empty handed. So much happiness around&#8230;.but just a fleeting glimpse of it for me. I am no doubt luckier than a lot others&#8230;yet luck just manages to give the slip in things that matter the most right now. Everything exists but I only experience a momentary existence of it all.</p>
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		<title>Whatever happened to day off?!?</title>
		<link>http://anubhavaid.com/2010/02/whatever-happened-to-day-off/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Feb 2010 20:20:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Is it me or the world refuses to understand the word HOLIDAY?!?!? There have been many a times when I&#8217;ve been called a workaholic. I enjoy my work, though it&#8217;s somewhat off late on a downward curve. But then again not to digress from the main point, there are times when workaholics need a break...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2010/02/whatever-happened-to-day-off/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Is it me or the world refuses to understand the word HOLIDAY?!?!? There have been many a times when I&#8217;ve been called a workaholic. I enjoy my work, though it&#8217;s somewhat off late on a downward curve. But then again not to digress from the main point, there are times when workaholics need a break too&#8230;.don&#8217;t they?  Start of a long weekend after ages&#8230;.and I am sleeping&#8230;.probably dreaming with a faint distant buzzing sound reaching out to me and constantly trying to probe and grasp my attention. I keep ignoring it&#8230;but it&#8217;s persistence increases and increases and finally reaches a point when ignoring it is highly impossible. Focusing my attention towards the sound I proceed to find it&#8217;s source and voila!  it is my phone and it is a client who has called approximately 5 times in a span of 10 minutes!!! Oh well..I pick the call up&#8230;hear and respond something groggily to a question which didn&#8217;t qualify as a question at all in the first place and could have easily waited till Monday morning..but that unfortunately doesn&#8217;t happen. So after giving the answer and disconnecting the call..I see the time&#8230;.just 7:45 am. Even if it wasn&#8217;t a holiday&#8230;some patience to a respectable time would have been highly appreciated. Nonetheless&#8230;.moving on&#8230; I drop back to bed to catch a few more winks but the peaceful sleep I was in was lost. <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' />  Sometime later I go around to getting ready in a sort of relaxed manner&#8230;to come out to see my phone again with only 10 missed calls&#8230;.of course all only work related. Clients and a few office people&#8212;-now I wonder how many of them would take calls on their off days?!?!?!? Anyways proceeding with my plans for the day I meet my friends and have barely said a hi-hello to them my phone rings again&#8230;.another call! The story continues and am out having lunch&#8230;and again, no points for guessing there ..yup calls and 2 of them back to back&#8230;clear indications of being busy are lost. Guess the illegal network towers en route to being torn down in Delhi may have affected the reception of human beings as well. Okay let&#8217;s put these calls aside..i finish the yummy lunch over lots of talk.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s coffee time (barely 30-45 minutes from lunch) and my phone rings again&#8230;again office&#8230;.loud conversations fill my backdrop..their attempts to reach out the person on the phone and get the point across that I am out and busy were of course futile. A 10 minute long conversation again of no life threat emergency continued.</p>
<p>In a span of my 4 hours out of the house with friends&#8230;I must have spent approximately 30 or 45 odd minutes on the phone. I don&#8217;t mind the calls but whatever happened to letting people unwind and letting people enjoy their day off??? Guess it&#8217;s too much to ask for when you work. After a point it got unnerving and I was kind of irritated. But then not much of a choice we have&#8230;do we?</p>
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		<title>Why?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 20:49:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes I wonder if this is God&#8217;s way of testing my patience or just my karma&#8230;.the things I want to go away from keep coming back to me&#8230;. not once, not twice but always. Why can&#8217;t these things stop happening? Why do things have to keep coming back? Why can&#8217;t this whole cycle stop repeating...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2010/02/why/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes I wonder if this is God&#8217;s way of testing my patience or just my karma&#8230;.the things I want to go away from keep coming back to me&#8230;. not once, not twice but always. Why can&#8217;t these things stop happening? Why do things have to keep coming back? Why can&#8217;t this whole cycle stop repeating again and again? Oh Why? Will this ordeal ever end?</p>
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		<link>http://anubhavaid.com/2009/12/77/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:51:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am a sucker for “good old days.” My school days, college days or even the days of my initially starting work (yup, its not the same anymore). It’s raining here&#8230;though the weather is gloomy I feel nostalgic and am smiling, reminiscing how we used to sit in class struggling with math and concepts of...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2009/12/77/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am a sucker for “good old days.” My school days, college days or even the days of my initially starting work (yup, its not the same anymore). It’s raining here&#8230;though the weather is gloomy I feel nostalgic and am smiling, reminiscing how we used to sit in class struggling with math and concepts of physics which made no sense and see the raindrops on the class window, wishing we were home sleeping snuggled in our cozy quilts and what am I doing here screaming in my head. As I frame this post on my phone, I see a bunch of kids on a rickshaw enjoying the cool wintery breeze on their face yet smiling and not cribbing about how cold it is, inspired I roll down my window, to welcome the fresh wintery air on my face and fill up the warm car, followed by a “are you crazy” look from my dad, I sheepishly roll back the window and continue to listen to this song from Rocket Singh&#8230;.</p>
<p><em>Pankhon ko hawa zara si lagne do<br />
Dil bole soya tha ab jagne do<br />
Dil dil mein hain dil ki tammana sau<br />
Do sau hon chalo zara sa tapne do<br />
Udne do udne do<br />
Hawa zara si lagne do soya tha ab jagne do<br />
Pankhon ko hawa zara si lagne do</em></p>
<p><em>Dhoop khili jism garam sa hai<br />
Suraj yahin yeh bharam sa hai<br />
Bikhri huyi raahein hazaron sau<br />
Thaamo koi phir bhatakne do<br />
Udne do udne do</em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>Dil ki patang chahon mein gotey khaati hai<br />
Dheel toh do dekho kahan pe jaati hai<br />
Uljhe nahin toh kaise suljhoge<br />
Bikhre nahin toh kaise nikhroge<br />
Udne do udne do</em></p>
<p>As I listen to this song, I feel I am floating in air. For no reason, I feel lighter (hoping it continues like this)</p>
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		<title>Revelations, Wake Up Sid, Diwali (long) weekend</title>
		<link>http://anubhavaid.com/2009/10/revelations-wake-up-sid-diwali-long-weekend/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 21:14:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As usual it&#8217;s been sometime since I scribbled here. For once I can say it wasn&#8217;t time issues (though there&#8217;s hardly anytime to do anything) but still&#8230;.i was deliberately not posting. It wasn&#8217;t either that I didn&#8217;t have anything to post. Loads has happened. I simply didn&#8217;t feel like posting. Sounds fair enough right?..well kinda...<a href="http://anubhavaid.com/2009/10/revelations-wake-up-sid-diwali-long-weekend/">&#187;</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As usual it&#8217;s been sometime since I scribbled here. For once I can say it wasn&#8217;t time issues (though there&#8217;s hardly anytime to do anything) but still&#8230;.i was deliberately not posting. It wasn&#8217;t either that I didn&#8217;t have anything to post. Loads has happened. I simply didn&#8217;t feel like posting. Sounds fair enough right?..well kinda yes and no. I off-late was in a ranty and I mean crazy ranty mood. Crib crib crib crib&#8230;is all I wanted to do and I was tired of writing the same old stuff here. This problem that problem&#8230;.whining and all that jazz. But then again, today during a chance conversation made me realize how light I felt after I had done my bit of ranting <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> . Yes, it&#8217;s like having a crying shoulder, someone to whom you can tell all your woes feel all light. Someone who wouldn&#8217;t say or give you that look clearly indicating, &#8220;i told you so.&#8221;  No suggestions, no one to wipe the tears but just giving them space to flow out of my system. My blog is like a human being with loads of space, energy and patience sans the emotions, suggestions and the drama.<br />
I knew i liked blogging but was being lazy, but today I realized how special and precious this space is to me. Thank You Scribblings for being there!!!&gt;:D&lt;</p>
<p>Keeping in tune with the above para, the past few or more so that last week has been a week of revelations and realizations. Realization coz I was trying to erase certain things pertaining to my life and revelations coz they would never leave my side however hard I try to erase or forget them. Some more revelations happened, hoping is good and keeps the aspiration levels high but what is more important to not put everything on stake on those hopes. This makes it sound like one should consider cautious hoping!?!?! Blame games are passe for me, I believe everything happens for a reason and to teach us a lesson. Learning lessons = Life. Still figuring out all the reasons and lessons. Guess figuring this one out would take sometime.</p>
<p>And I have a new mission now which is to bring my focus back on track. Hopefully I should be able to.</p>
<p>Saw Wake Up Sid finally&#8230;.another feel good movie showing happy endings. Not always do things sort themselves out and lead to happy endings. At times trying too hard also fails. Guess I will have to wait for something like this to believe in it strongly. Lucky Ranbir Kapoor, he fails and yet lands up in his sort of dream job and gets the one he loves in the end.</p>
<p>Looking forward, Diwali is finally here..yay!!! Though not much of a celebration this year&#8230;but still the festivity in the air is getting to me&#8230;cheering me up like crazy&#8230;and I am not regretting it&#8230;not one bit. Infact I am enjoying myself. The colorful, fancy and innovative lights decorating Delhi houses makes you want to capture the pretty picture it creates. Happy Diwali to everyone (not many to say everyone here <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> ) I have a 3 day long weekend coming up&#8230;triple yay! I hope to take sometime out for myself and just rest and enjoy myself. Hopefully, I can meet up with friends with whom numerous plans have been cancelled or failed to materialize.</p>
<p>Signing off for now&#8230;..boy do I feel nice after writing <img src='http://anubhavaid.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Till next time-Happy Diwali, Take Care and Keep that smile coming my way.</p>
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