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Dolce Vita: Love Story
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Friday, May 06, 2005. A forward I received in my mail box :D. Love Story .Must Read. Read this if u believe in love,but if u don't believe in love then too. This might change ur perspective! Must Read . Dedicated. All those who made Spiderman and Titanic a (success! A true, touching. Story that happened in the NWFP(border) areas. The headman of a big tribe had a beautiful daughter, who fell in love. A boy who was an ordinary poor person. When the people of the tribe came. Could not find them. Next night ...
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My Treasure Island
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When I do nothing. I read,I write, listen to music, paint, sing, dance, talk, cook.and then read,read and read. Didnt feel like keeping this blog sans any post fo. For ships are safe in the harbour But that is not what ships are made for". Friday, March 18, 2005. Didnt feel like keeping this blog sans any post for long. 12th over. Most of my friends joined some or other engineering college and we all got separated. Some went to Bangalore, some to Pune. Pooza : 9:33 PM. Thursday, March 03, 2005. Last week...
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Dolce Vita: 2005-02-27
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Saturday, March 05, 2005. Continued from the previous post. The man's past was playing a major role in his present. They told her she had killed herself. They told him the date(exactly when 7 days were over) and that it was even out in the newspaper. Her body was recovered by people near some river(I dont remember the name of the river or where it was). The girl used to wear yellow. The colour of the saree the girl used to wear). Posted by pooza @ 6:44 PM. Thursday, March 03, 2005. And well the poor wife...
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Dolce Vita: True love?
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Friday, April 08, 2005. I haven’t blogged for a long time now. One new story to share. All are fine is all she said and left. He just smiled back and she left. She didn’t care to look back at him but he was looking at her only till she was out of sight. Malvika went near him and said, Rajeev please let me be with you. Don’t send me away when I want. To share your pains Share your tears. Please. She said, Rajeev I don’t have a family to go back to. I never married. I couldn’t. To be honest it ...He kept s...
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My Treasure Island
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When I do nothing. I read,I write, listen to music, paint, sing, dance, talk, cook.and then read,read and read. Didnt feel like keeping this blog sans any post fo. For ships are safe in the harbour But that is not what ships are made for". Wednesday, May 11, 2005. An article I found on net :. Unconditional Love is the Answer. There was a time in my life I became afraid to love. Because all those times I fell in love, I got hurt. I thought maybe that's why it's called "falling" in love. You say "I love yo...
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Dolce Vita: 2005-02-20
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Thursday, February 24, 2005. Move your mouse and see the magic. Posted by pooza @ 8:04 PM. Wednesday, February 23, 2005. The difference he made. Amidst the morning mist of the swift returning tide. I set out on my daily run, my walkman on my side. Lost within my private world apart from cares and woes. I ran along the moistened shore, the sand between my toes. In the distance, I saw a boy, as busy as can be. He was running, stooping, picking up, and tossing in the sea. With that, he tossed the little lif...
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My Treasure Island
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When I do nothing. I read,I write, listen to music, paint, sing, dance, talk, cook.and then read,read and read. For ships are safe in the harbour But that is not what ships are made for". Friday, March 18, 2005. Didnt feel like keeping this blog sans any post for long. 12th over. Most of my friends joined some or other engineering college and we all got separated. Some went to Bangalore, some to Pune. And yeah I also learnt driving car 2 years back and drove my car to college . Pooza : 9:33 PM.
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Dolce Vita: And Forgive Me!
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Tuesday, May 17, 2005. Found it on the Da forum and I found it so cute. Here is the weblink. Click here - - - - And forgive me. Posted by pooza @ 1:37 AM. At 10:35 AM, May 17, 2005. That ws choooooo sweeet. I read it thrice. :). At 11:49 AM, May 17, 2005. I found it real cute :D. Nidhi m happy even you liked it. At 6:52 PM, May 17, 2005. Well everything accepted.it was chooo chweet n it was choooo cute.but pooza one thing whoz that 'you' :P .he he. Keep smiling :)n keep forgiving ;). Dear Dolce Vita,.
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My Treasure Island
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When I do nothing. I read,I write, listen to music, paint, sing, dance, talk, cook.and then read,read and read. Didnt feel like keeping this blog sans any post fo. For ships are safe in the harbour But that is not what ships are made for". Wednesday, May 11, 2005. An article I found on net :. Unconditional Love is the Answer. There was a time in my life I became afraid to love. Because all those times I fell in love, I got hurt. I thought maybe that's why it's called "falling" in love. You say "I love yo...
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Dolce Vita: 2005-02-13
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Tuesday, February 15, 2005. I always thought( or to say knew) we have around 1000 temples in Bhubaneswar. Its sad to know that just 500. Are left. We originaly had 7000 temples in Bhubaneswar. With more and more urbanisation temples are disappearing. Posted by pooza @ 10:59 PM. Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God. Posted by pooza @ 8:33 PM. Posted by pooza @ 8:22 PM. View my complete profile. Last nite the restaurant where we had been to ha. Dil to kehta hai.