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My Last Diwali at TIFR :(

A lamp made by my 'artist' buddy



Me and my buddy


Me and my piece of art



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Unknown said…
arre wah madam... kispe kahar dhaana hai.. jitni sundar rangoli usse zyaada sundar aap lag rahe hai.. koi bhi ghayal ho jaayega.. and I like u in this dress of yours, pehle bhi bla tha na.. missing diwali and missing u all too.. i dint do anything at all this year.. and i was alone too :(
Hey u looking gorge...
great to c u.. waited for a long time for u'r new blogs.....
AB
Shazia said…
@ Shilpy
Tareef ke liye shukriya. I missed you both on Diwali too. :(

@ AB
Thanks buddy. I will try to be a little more regular from now onwards.
JC said…
I agree with my wife...
JC said…
vaise i realised after writing that comment that its a fact and its almost a duty of every little husband on this planet to agree to his wife...
Shazia said…
@ Jeet

You should always agree with your wife. Women are smarter!
Thanks for the compliment.

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