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StoryM - Hop-scotch gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Talking Potholes gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryT - Happy Home Recipe gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryU - Day, Your stretch gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryR - With Care gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryS - Entertainment gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryP - Pretty Woman gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryQ - Drawing gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryN - Love Birds gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryO - Prized as a Gem gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryL - In Love ? gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryM - Fond Memory gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryT - The ?What Not Store? gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryU - 22/4/03 gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryR - 'Yesterday's Papers' gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryS - Insomnia gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryP - Power gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryQ - The Toy Train gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryN - Damage gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryO - Holi ? the festival of colours -19/3/2003. gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryL - ABCtales to me??? gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryM - Do not touch gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryT - TUESDAY 15 OCTOBER 2002 gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryU - FRIDAY 18 OCTOBER 2002 gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago
StoryR - SUNDAY 13 OCTOBER 2002 gouri_guha011 years 10 months ago

My stories

Name Game

Smile crosses my lips. Simple word 'name'¦will it be that simple to write on this? Let me try, what's the harm.

A comeback

Just felt like writing a few lines. My thoughts have got sucked up in this little mind space and want to flutter. I thought, the best way is, to play with few words and put them up in a write-up. Summer has over-stayed. And, winter has started whispering, asking summer to make way so that she can step-in in her colourful attire.
Cherry

Sand

... he sat on the vast stretch of sand, he was alone.

Scoop out ?

Another page from my diary, January 31, 2005.

Unpredicted

Another page from my diary, December 31, 2004.

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