Trees are poems. There is nothing as beautiful as a tree against the backdrop of a sunny, intensely blue sky. Its leaves seem dipped in
I’m genuinely and mightily amused- and have been, for a couple of days. This is the kind of amusement that will always retain a pocket
My cell phone rings. “Hello!” I answer. “Helllllooo! Shruti hai kya (Is Shruti there)?” “Jee nahi. Ye Shruti ka number nahi hai. Aapka galat number
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SrON4uh6T1k&w=420&h=315] I don’t know if this would work in India. Maybe it wouldn’t work with everybody. It could surely work with more people than one
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