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      <title>Bangalore to Varkala</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 05:51:46 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;We left Bangalore last night on an overnight train. We were joined in our sleeper (2AC) car by two guys who were heading to Cochin for a business meeting. After chatting for a while they started making recommendations for our next few days. &amp;ldquo;You must go to Varkala&amp;rdquo; they pressed &amp;ldquo;You will find nice people there and its not too busy&amp;rdquo;. We chatted a bit longer and then settled in to read the guide books. Dad and I both picked a few hotels that looked good and then hit the hay.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Red Shift - Tippu Express</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 08:26:09 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Tucker and I are planted on platform number 9 waiting where the porter has deposited us for the 3 p.m. Tippu Express to Mysore. It is 1:30 p.m. and Tuck has settled in for the long wait, putting his backpack down on the dirty cement platform and perching atop it with easy adaptability. I am standing at parade rest, one hand gripping my matched luggage.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is hot, but not oppressive, and the hundred or two other passengers have made themselves as comfortable as possible, chatting, rearranging belongings, trying to position themselves on the platform to be located properly for their car when it arrives, or staring at us.  I am trying not to stare back, but with little success.  Oddly, there are no flies despite the fecund air and abundant garbage.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>TED India and Beyond</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 22:47:28 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img loading=&#34;lazy&#34; src=&#34;http://conferences.ted.com/TEDIndia/images/logo.png&#34; title=&#34;TED India&#34;&gt;While I was on vacation, I received word that I had been invited to be a guest at &lt;a href=&#34;http://conferences.ted.com/TEDIndia&#34;&gt;TED India 2009&lt;/a&gt;. Tonight I completed the registration and made it official. My tickets are purchased and plans are being laid.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I mentioned to my dad that I was almost certainly going to India, he told me that he had always wanted to go and got this far away look in his eye. I instantly extended an invitation to him, hoping that he would accept, but aware that it was a big lift for him. I was happily surprised when my Mom started to encourage him and he gradually agreed that this was the chance of a lifetime. Of course my parents have this habit of dreaming about things in a way that looks to outsiders like resolve, so I was optimistically skeptical until last week when we bought our plane tickets.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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