<?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[dearsaumya]]></title><description><![CDATA[A Love Letter Just for You]]></description><link>https://www.dearsaumya.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2026 08:03:35 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.dearsaumya.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter 1. Before collision: The Physics of Coming Home]]></title><description><![CDATA[Life was alright. It was moving. Work, days, people, plans, all of it. Nothing was really wrong. I liked the pace too, honestly. It was cool. No massive void, no dramatic “something is missing” type shit. Fast Forward Then I'm driving to Rishikesh. And I don’t know why, but everything felt different. I was excited, obviously. But nervous too. Like proper nervous. I was about to see you after five years, and that is not a normal thing to casually process on a drive. I left Rishikesh in...]]></description><link>https://www.dearsaumya.com/post/photos-and-moments-expressing-my-love-for-saumya</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a337f1b385202862790093a</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2026 05:16:11 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/6b04d1_4f7844a262cd49eea74ca5c404d81e4b~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Chitresh Joshi</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>