Posted in fahion falooda, teenage trauma on August 8, 2007 | 18 Comments »
Teenage-That time of your life when you can look like a clown and still feel like an emperor!
Red pants, multi colored waist coat with floral prints, big red beaded necklace…oily face…oily hair-and aaaah the pose!!! What was I thinking???
I can give any 80’s South Indian heroine a run for her money!
I had burnt all my [...]
Posted in dogs, fahion falooda, jab mein choti bacchi thi, memories on April 4, 2005 | No Comments »
This is a kind of sequel to my previous scribblings…
As I grew….scribbling circles with different crayons on the walls of my room…ceased to be much fun…now I liked things to be of shape and a proper shape(my fav being an ugly house with two mountains behind it and the sun with a smiley face!).
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