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  <title>Kuch Kuch Hota Hai</title>
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  <description> It is about feelings -- parental, filial, spousal  
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   <title>Daadaa Deedee Doodoo Dumdum</title>
   <description>     &nbsp;    
   This is a about how she became a Poochu and I became a sing-song Daadaa Deedee Doodoo Dumdum.      
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   The first time when I realized that I was on to a good thing, came very early on in our lives. When Prabha and I learnt that she had conceived our first child, we treated ourselves to a celebratory lunch at a Chinese restaurant just off the    Marine Drive   in   Bombay  . The bill was settled by my credit card, I do not know through whose benevolence but that lunch bill never figured in any of my credit card charge statements !! The second time was, when after seeing my bundle of joy, I headed for the nearest coin-enabled public phone to call my friends and colleagues    </description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2005 10:05:07 +0000</pubDate>   
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