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white pancakes: July 2010
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Thursday, July 29, 2010. Blue Bokeh. The beginning of seven Magical days. All it took was my electric green bag, my warm brown muffler, and vanilla ice-cream. Singing in my head, I strolled into the twinkling neon-blue lights-the blue bokeh-which led me to the foggy delhi winter night- a dream which I lived for seven whole days. I experienced all this with those four amazing people. Varun Vasudevam-because he's MagicMan. And that says it all. We travelled in the metro and Poorva thought Madras and Chenna...
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white pancakes: February 2009
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Friday, February 20, 2009. I currently want the following men. For reasons which are beyond falling head over heels *wink*. Rate: infinity on 5. I seem to fall in love with him everytime i see him on screen. especially in varanam aiyiram, in the train, when he sits opposite sameera reddy, speechless, n thumps his heart twice. i almost fell off my seat. no kidding. Rate: 4 on 5. He was at his best in the song "sinbad the sailor" in rock on. the solo part, where he plays the drums. AMAZING.
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white pancakes: Blue Bokeh... The beginning of seven Magical days..
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Thursday, July 29, 2010. Blue Bokeh. The beginning of seven Magical days. All it took was my electric green bag, my warm brown muffler, and vanilla ice-cream. Singing in my head, I strolled into the twinkling neon-blue lights-the blue bokeh-which led me to the foggy delhi winter night- a dream which I lived for seven whole days. I experienced all this with those four amazing people. Varun Vasudevam-because he's MagicMan. And that says it all. We travelled in the metro and Poorva thought Madras and Chenna...
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white pancakes: holding on
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009. Its been a year,. And i still can't believe it. When everything was perfect,. And everyone were merry,. And when the flow was just. You waved good bye to us. You started your journey. To the most divine destination,. And we, took the sharpest turn. Yet, our heart is with you,. And our blood is one,. And we'll be together. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Basket full of mangoes. It all starts in the mind. Short-tempered,nut-case,for-ever smiling,stoopid. View my complete profile.
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white pancakes: a girl's song.
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Saturday, May 9, 2009. You are what i see in the dark,. It's your hand which i want to. Hold on to when i tremble and. I want to live my life with you,. I want to die seeing the tenderness. In your eyes,. It's not just a prayer that im. Singing to you,. Its a special song from the most. Secretive place in my body-my heart. I want you, baby. You are all that i have,. And you are all that i want. I want you , baby. Its jus a week u r away 4m gurgaon. dis poem tells a story as if u r yrs away 4m?
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white pancakes: take me
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009. As the day gets longer,. The night gets gloomier,. And i jus want to see the stars. There's so much beauty-. Yet to be discovered,. What am i doing here? Take me there,. Where it's dark and. And where i can the stars. Show me love,. Show me beauty,. Show me peace,. There's so much beauty-. Yet to be discovered,. What am i doing here? Bilal - The Darkness Angel. Very nice use of words. Simple and beautiful. March 22, 2009 at 10:04 AM. March 24, 2009 at 9:59 AM.
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white pancakes: October 2008
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008. Your gaze is fixed,. But your eyes wander . . . . Saturday, October 11, 2008. Secrets. hushes.and us . Ive never never felt sooo special in my life. Those tender words that you whispered through the dark night, making me go mad secretly. I could feel your expressions, i just wanted to hug you tightly and never let go. Most of all,. You made me feel wanted. You made me feel special. I told you a 100 times that night, and im telling you again,. I seriously don't know what to say.
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white pancakes: January 2009
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Thursday, January 15, 2009. You gave light to my dreams,. You made me dance with the moon,. And you hugged me and said,. Sunday, January 11, 2009. Sometimes i wonder. am i so worth it that ive got someone like you? Sometimes.i feel im the luckiest girl. And i havent felt this much love.ever. We started off by helping each other. that trip, the goa trip, i'll never forget. those times when we sat by the pool, deciding what to do with our *ahem* best friend, and then slowly the phone calls came in. Yes its...
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white pancakes: circle
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Saturday, January 15, 2011. I don't know if. I'm running into it or. The city is lit up. Purple, blue, gold. It appears like a circle. Everything is, afterall. A sign telling me to enter the. Big mad circle,. To see it all-once and for all. But why do I just keep. I do not know. Or maybe I do. But again.thats a mad world. I will see it all-. But help me get through today first. Not So Next Level. August 11, 2012 at 10:13 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Basket full of mangoes.
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white pancakes: March 2009
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009. Its been a year,. And i still can't believe it. When everything was perfect,. And everyone were merry,. And when the flow was just. You waved good bye to us. You started your journey. To the most divine destination,. And we, took the sharpest turn. Yet, our heart is with you,. And our blood is one,. And we'll be together. Tuesday, March 17, 2009. As the day gets longer,. The night gets gloomier,. And i jus want to see the stars. There's so much beauty-. Yet to be discovered,.
