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Monsoon...

Monsoon...

By Arti Honrao on June 24, 2009
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Innocent Eyes

Innocent Eyes

By Arti Honrao on June 08, 2009
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i know i can...

i know i can...

By Arti Honrao on April 15, 2009
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Secrets Whispered...

Secrets Whispered...

By Arti Honrao on March 31, 2009
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i am lost ...

i am lost ...

By Arti Honrao on March 25, 2009
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Close Your Eyes...

Close Your Eyes...

By Arti Honrao on March 20, 2009
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pann...

pann...

By Arti Honrao on March 16, 2009
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no one really cares

no one really cares

By Arti Honrao on March 09, 2009
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in search of peace...

in search of peace...

By Arti Honrao on February 25, 2009
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asa jagaycha asta...

asa jagaycha asta...

By Arti Honrao on February 19, 2009
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ratranicha sugandh...

ratranicha sugandh...

By Arti Honrao on February 14, 2009
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puraane khat...

puraane khat...

By Arti Honrao on February 14, 2009
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baalpann te shahanpann...

baalpann te shahanpann...

By Arti Honrao on February 07, 2009
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Love Note

Love Note

By Arti Honrao on January 30, 2009
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he died yesterday...

he died yesterday...

By Arti Honrao on January 29, 2009
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silence speaks...

silence speaks...

By Arti Honrao on January 27, 2009
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There are so many things in life we cannot explain, so many things we wish we never have to explain. There are times when we wish we could just break free, forget what matters, walk into the darkness, steal ourselves away from everything and everyone. It is about how we deal with such moments, is what life is made up of. It is our attitude that defines who we are.

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i know  life is not fair  it’s tough a hurricane sometimes, and often i am not there  for you  when you need me because  i have my own demon...

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