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I kind of got bored of posting my poems, so I thought of posting something different!
I went to the old part of the city with a friend of mine a couple of days back! We walked through the entire crowd of people and captured a few pictures :) The first picture that I have posted, has been taken by my friend! The others are of the market and of a mosque which we visited!
Hope you like them. Take Care =)
xo

Comments

  1. Blunt EdgesFebruary 3, 2011 at 8:20 AM

    Great snaps! And incidentally the first one is pretty neat! :)

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  2. Unruly RebelFebruary 3, 2011 at 8:32 AM

    nice clicks... :)

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  3. Brian MillerFebruary 3, 2011 at 8:41 AM

    nice snaps...really like the one of the motorcycles/scooters...i really like blacka nd white and the textures it captures...

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  4. SonshuFebruary 3, 2011 at 9:57 AM

    LOVELY. super love. <3

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  5. PriPatFebruary 4, 2011 at 2:45 AM

    wow!! U r truly creative gal!! Cheers to u!!

    Keep writing as well update us with the lovely pics!!

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  6. Blasphemous AestheteFebruary 4, 2011 at 6:49 AM

    Life in Black and White. I believe that Black and White renders a beauty of its own to pics.

    But, there's a glitch, in the colored one. The first one, shouldn't the lips curve upwards? Smile (:

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  7. DeepikaFebruary 4, 2011 at 7:53 AM

    Nice clicks. Feels good to be here. Good place :)

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  8. Rohit DassaniFebruary 5, 2011 at 8:50 AM

    love the pics.... !! :)

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  9. Sakhi.February 5, 2011 at 10:46 PM

    heyyy...mast :)
    u love the mirror it seems...btw wht mosque is that n where??
    nicfe pics!!

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  10. RajFebruary 7, 2011 at 9:53 AM

    :)

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  11. AmritFebruary 8, 2011 at 7:00 PM

    You are a good photographer. Keep it up....

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  12. Mixed..FeelingsApril 20, 2011 at 10:34 AM

    Great!! Really Amzing
    black and white one's are really superb:)

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  13. ChristinaJune 29, 2011 at 11:23 PM

    nice pictures
    =======
    non voice projects

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  14. Sujatha SathyaNovember 22, 2011 at 7:49 PM

    super clicks

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