tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635103208076898167.post5055971430220834833..comments2023-09-03T17:29:17.680+05:30Comments on Wandering Fingers: Celebration of LifeSupriya Duttahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01503551055190735344noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635103208076898167.post-81737091240311418342011-10-21T19:24:11.204+05:302011-10-21T19:24:11.204+05:30and till then...a few more souls will yearn to be ...and till then...a few more souls will yearn to be a part of the usual crowd where it once belonged...laavd the postsarmisthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04134001993696771349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635103208076898167.post-76428371197847054972011-10-12T15:14:27.344+05:302011-10-12T15:14:27.344+05:30It is all there, as it always was... the adrenalin...It is all there, as it always was... the adrenaline is missing. She lives in Mumbai now.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02732749204131341649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8635103208076898167.post-17338060527754036702011-10-10T20:03:48.825+05:302011-10-10T20:03:48.825+05:30But the boisterous souls age, the city feels a lot...But the boisterous souls age, the city feels a lot more crowded, ties seem intact, but only from a distance. Every one has their own agenda. As the goddess watch.. or does she?Swagatoktihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16955333588043682072noreply@blogger.com