﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title> The Caller: Heartache</title><link>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Heartache/</link><description>It is an invitation to approach the core of your heart..</description><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 11:16:23 GMT</pubDate><copyright>Copyright 2008 Rasha</copyright><generator>jeeran RSSGenerator v1.0</generator><image><url>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/photos/profile_t.jpg</url><title> The Caller: Heartache</title><link>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Heartache/</link></image><item><title>Just like that!</title><link>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/archive/2008/2/463775.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">463775</guid><description>&lt;DIV&gt;It's like a pinch...a pain that lasts for seconds and you'd forget all about it...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like that last drag of a cigarette...the deep inhaled smoke and the thick exhaled breath...and squeezed off is the rest...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like the after taste of bitter medicine...some sugar would erase it away...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like a sock soaking wet...making you feel so heavy...just needs to be changed...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like a very bad hair day...a pin and a brush would gather all the frizz ...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like the sand stuck in your shoe...you'll shake it off ..&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like the good sunny afternoon that would make you look hot in your new black shades...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like the hair you'd accidentally find in your steamy rice bowl...you're too hungry to throw the food...only the hair will go ...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like the first two verses of your worst poem...need to get the rubber and start rhyming...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;It's like all that and more...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;All tiny annoying things that will eventually vanish...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;Day after day...your picture will fade away...become more and more absurd...ridiculous to remember and cheap to hold...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;Every breath I'll take and every morning I'll wake will draft you more and more away...&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV&gt;To me...you're becoming...just like that!!&lt;/DIV&gt;</description><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 00:22:00 GMT</pubDate><comments>http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/archive/2008/2/463775.html#comments</comments><author>Rasha&lt;aroza@msn.com&gt;</author><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Freeeeeeeeeeedom!!/">Freeeeeeeeeeedom!!</category><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Heartache/">Heartache</category><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/Midnight_or_after/">Midnight or after</category><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/New_Phase/">New Phase</category><category domain="http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/categories/poems/">poems</category></item></channel></rss>