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  1. How romantic. You are an incurable one:)

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    1. Hehehehe... Thanks Vishal for gracing this blog. :)

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  2. Seems like it's about me.. Lol.. I have my own jhakaas dream land ;)

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  3. You write so beautifully. Loved it :)

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  4. Whatta thought.. nice.. wish it could be so easy to enter someone's dream

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    1. I wish so. I could plant some crazy ideas in their heads while they are asleep.

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  5. Amazing! Lovely!
    Missing a flight doesn't seem so bad..unstoppable landing at a better place..wow:):)

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  6. So Cute. I love it. Guess I am still romantic at heart

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  7. It would be wonderful ,If meeting someone is as simple as this

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  8. So lovely , beautiful , adorable.... oh !! What more can i say ??? Love it a lot.
    Hugs.

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  9. Truly unstoppable... I too will prefer dreams over flight... :)

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  10. Love the fluidity.. truly unstoppable :')

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  11. This is so romantic <3
    Made me smile :)

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  12. Now that's a cute one.
    Just right for the season. :)

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  13. A predlude to the Valentine , I guess, Saru:)

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  14. Wow amazing beautiful lines....

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  15. This can be a dream sequence in a Hindi movie:)

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