<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[NiranjanaH]]></title><description><![CDATA[NiranjanaH]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2026 22:30:54 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Isn't it Good Norwegian Wood ]]></title><description><![CDATA[A little girl in pigtails running through a thousand Tori Gates. A mouthful of Vodka and Tonic as smoke, jazz and euphoria fill my lungs....]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/isn-t-it-good-norwegian-wood</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5e948b5d8ea02c0017fc6b9f</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2020 16:01:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_238ae1ffef174ca2a85ee1806bfc2f52~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_640,h_362,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the color of jade ]]></title><description><![CDATA[I’ve been feeling jaded. ironic, since the year’s literally just 5 days in but it is what it is. J-a-d-e, rhymes with f-a-d-e. funny it...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/the-color-of-jade</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5e10cebaa851a600189ff502</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jan 2020 17:46:38 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_c6a5f7ac22bf4012916d12b31e18485a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_612,h_612,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Carousel never stops turning ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Adulting is hard. Harder than I ever thought! That's because the decisions are always in your hand, and I bet four out of five times,...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/the-carousal-never-stops-turning</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5d19b1917d0abc0016baf321</guid><category><![CDATA[anxiety ]]></category><category><![CDATA[depression]]></category><category><![CDATA[healing]]></category><category><![CDATA[selflove]]></category><category><![CDATA[Blogger]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jul 2019 07:44:34 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_329e70bc1db742af863bdf51e8efb568~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_500,h_375,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A RAINY DAY, A RASP AND AN EPISTLE FROM SHAM.]]></title><description><![CDATA[“ When this letter finds me next , I will be gone. I have waited in fortitude, through the sands of seasons and the beats of the clock to...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/a-rainy-day-a-rasp-and-an-epistle-from-sham</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5ce4dfee42f4700015dc4563</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2019 06:28:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_678f5ff170024dc3bcacadcf944a7593~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_300,h_226,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Bring down the Noise ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Today was one of those days I felt like I was waking up on Christmas morning, running into the living room and getting kicked in the guts...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/bring-down-the-noise</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cdbe69b2b30e500151f3570</guid><category><![CDATA[Blogger]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2019 11:18:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_bdc52229b28e45f99f286dd51170e4e5~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_529,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[INSIDE]]></title><description><![CDATA[Inside is a real life rendition of four women who share(d) a room, and a life in a paying guest accommodation in the suburbs of Mumbai...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/inside</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cda6ea1249f2a0054be697a</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2019 07:34:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_487ef26e74204e668f8743744ca22e2b~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_960,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A storm in my teacup - a Monsoon in Ceylon]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Mumbai skies unexpectedly turn a murky grey, amidst the summer season, and I'm reminded of a similar stormy skies that chanced upon...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/a-storm-in-my-teacup-a-monsoon-in-ceylon</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5ccc40ca1a99ec0015eb3338</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2019 13:42:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_21a516ac40af42eb8b1b30303ed0b2b4~mv2_d_3024_4032_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A fabricated fable ]]></title><description><![CDATA[“So you're always honest," I said. "Aren't you?" "No," I told him. "I'm not." "Well, that's good to know, I guess." "I'm not saying I'm a...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/a-fabricated-fable</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cbff772e7d82b01b29cf808</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2019 17:53:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_17b1d2b207f5413c8db91d3e5152c298~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_259,h_194,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A nearly Gatsby Summer ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Taking a leaf out of Gatsby’s book.. Cabbie bhaiyya had a cool suave ‘table fan’ that kept him ‘chill’ during summers, he said.He cranked...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/a-nearly-gatsby-summer</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cbf4961fb06c400159b31ce</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2019 17:22:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_3a553eff84d24727868ab4070d1c651d~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_300,h_225,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Meen curried respite from matlabi Mumbai]]></title><description><![CDATA[This morning I wake up to crumbly tufts of peeling pink paint tumbling from the walls of my flat  , falling like frosting on a quiche on...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/a-meen-curried-respite-from-matlabi-mumbai</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cbf4610de3ba10015dd7d8d</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2019 17:13:13 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_4ada062cf84c4e92a4a5414f94525450~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thinking out of the 'slide']]></title><description><![CDATA[I am writing something that’s not a mail , a concept, an NDA or a powerpoint- something that’s originally mine exactly after 2 years , 7...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/thinking-out-of-the-slide</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cbea834a630db0014dca13d</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2019 05:59:11 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_6b2eb6d1af47451b8c482ae7cb9b7ae0~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_640,h_526,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rhapsody of my Backwaters ]]></title><description><![CDATA[The marina is shiatsu to the jittery cognizance.. The sun dips  low and the powdery  blue of the beyond blushes a bleed of crimson  , in...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/rhapsody-of-my-backwaters</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cb081613d763e0015dfb880</guid><category><![CDATA[Fantasy]]></category><category><![CDATA[Homecomimg]]></category><category><![CDATA[Fiction]]></category><category><![CDATA[Fantasy]]></category><category><![CDATA[Blogger]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2019 12:20:13 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_879f88db626e43f8ac5ea1556c1a8706~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_683,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[HE SAID.SHE SAID.
]]></title><description><![CDATA[HE SAID When the wrung out hands of the clock chime 4 PM at Telly TV – a television station that churned out soaps for the weepy hearted...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/manage-your-blog-from-your-live-site</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cb0799438ba5b00155d5ed6</guid><category><![CDATA[Blogger]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2019 11:42:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_597719e6f98c46f78233b0330bb118ee~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_900,h_900,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[;
]]></title><description><![CDATA[The air was piquant with the spoor of culmination as December flipped into place in my almanac. December however, besought to contrast....]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/design-a-stunning-blog</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cb0799438ba5b00155d5ed5</guid><category><![CDATA[Blogger]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2019 11:42:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_a0fb97dde5ca4662adc83ffe36b1f007~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chiseled Tang of Home-Made memoirs]]></title><description><![CDATA[A wise man once quoted that home is sometimes not a place but a person.  When I think of home I can see a gaudy pinwheel that whirs...]]></description><link>https://niranjanah14.wixsite.com/clickninja/post/grow-your-blog-community</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5cb0799438ba5b00155d5ed4</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2019 11:42:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8a1f7a_20ebfe57c8854cbe94ca2a85b157cac7~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_660,h_660,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Niranjana </dc:creator></item></channel></rss>