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One month in Beijing passed away.. and every one are so ready to go back to home. I am ready with all my bags packed with gifts and all the Chinese things. Oh my god…the departure date is so near. Yes, I want to go back home definitely and I miss my home so very [...]
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Your silent eyes poked Every time the glass touched the lips Trembling feet Your eyes were there too I had noticed your eyes While you fixed them on the cold feet They were cold because of the eyes Sip after sip…
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Inbox (4) Dear Friend, Beijing Never sleeps…and I wake up till late with Beijing and I sleep when Beijing sleeps . It is exactly 1:10 Am here and in Nepal it is 10:50 PM. I am here in the 7th floor of this huge building and vehicles are still plying on the road. There is [...]
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August 07 I am accessing you from a new country, so many things to share with you blog and few of your followers You are three from today. Three year old. Now you are capable of speaking, walking, smiling, talking and everything. But still so many things are there for you to learn. You [...]
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