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Backpack: July 2012
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Wind roared their scary way, rain drops their trembling pitter patter, Clouds melted even harder, voices growing even harder. But I know where to reach and here I’m leaving a trail! Friday, July 13, 2012. Kashmir - a preview. Sunday, July 8, 2012. Raja seat- coorg , Karnataka. There ends yet another journey close to mother earth, I am taking back home beautiful memories. Its better to carry something for breakfast as all restaurants open up very late in Madikeri. Labels: Coorg. Karnataka. Ahead of Dubare...
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In bits nd pieces: December 2014
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In bits nd pieces. A faint sweet scent of memories.rustling all thro. Of a smile lighting up. Of a voice from deep in…what should I say to this.knowng all these moments would turn to memories and soon into distant past.still I hold it close into me…. Monday, December 8, 2014. Alone at the daybreak. Deserted is the path. Silent settling in the shadow of dark clouds. Darker gets the long day. When the fall is inevitable,. That is when the inner peace gushes in. Links to this post. Monday, December 1, 2014.
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In bits nd pieces: January 2015
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In bits nd pieces. A faint sweet scent of memories.rustling all thro. Of a smile lighting up. Of a voice from deep in…what should I say to this.knowng all these moments would turn to memories and soon into distant past.still I hold it close into me…. Friday, January 30, 2015. Love unseen and untold. You came running with all ecstasy with playful charm. You carved your heart taking away mine. And when you walked away you took away a part of me with you forever. One fine day when you bid good bye. Feels go...
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Fashion mantra: On a day for adventure
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Glittering of her frills failed to reflect her heart but her eyes did them, the need cut waistline missed the curve that her smile captured, her pointed heels couldn’t make tall which her confidence brought in.Love was in the way she moved not in the perfume she had it on.Her beauty is what she is within and not what she is adorned in! Thursday, July 17, 2014. On a day for adventure. All smiles with the group. And some more to go. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sunday Post -When books find you.
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Fashion mantra: Kashmir diary
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Glittering of her frills failed to reflect her heart but her eyes did them, the need cut waistline missed the curve that her smile captured, her pointed heels couldn’t make tall which her confidence brought in.Love was in the way she moved not in the perfume she had it on.Her beauty is what she is within and not what she is adorned in! Monday, July 14, 2014. For Kashmir this is what I wore. Outfit -1 for Mughal garden. The Kashmiri gal Lol. Outfit-3 Pahalgam,Avantipur ruins. Outfit-4 , Gulmarg. I know th...
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Backpack: September 2014
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Wind roared their scary way, rain drops their trembling pitter patter, Clouds melted even harder, voices growing even harder. But I know where to reach and here I’m leaving a trail! Saturday, September 6, 2014. StMary's Island and Malpe beach : a weekend outing. Coast is cleaner and well maintained with many options for water. Frankly I didn't know about this island until I read a report about a fisherman whom swam from this island to Malpe beach with his hands and legs tied.Some more research about ...
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In bits nd pieces: Certain points in life
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In bits nd pieces. A faint sweet scent of memories.rustling all thro. Of a smile lighting up. Of a voice from deep in…what should I say to this.knowng all these moments would turn to memories and soon into distant past.still I hold it close into me…. Monday, February 23, 2015. Certain points in life. One of my friends came to me explaining how terrible life has been to her.After all, she said that she deserved to be happy! February 27, 2015 at 12:59 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sunday Post -Wh...
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In bits nd pieces: Shades
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In bits nd pieces. A faint sweet scent of memories.rustling all thro. Of a smile lighting up. Of a voice from deep in…what should I say to this.knowng all these moments would turn to memories and soon into distant past.still I hold it close into me…. Sunday, July 6, 2014. My own footsteps sounds afar. Aloof to my own voice. When I seem distant to my own self. I look up the sky for my distant moon. Somehow the distance closes. That is both comforting and soothing. Bucking of time searing feverous. There w...
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