She wore a straw hat, to protect her from the sun whenever she painted outdoors, and a pair of rugged jeans. She held a canvas in her painted hands… and walked without a worry or care.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
My painter girl
She wore a straw hat, to protect her from the sun whenever she painted outdoors, and a pair of rugged jeans. She held a canvas in her painted hands… and walked without a worry or care.
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Is "she" fiction?
srini,
she was fictitious... till we met.
love,
abhi
abhi,
well, i do not know u at all.. but ur blogs make good reads.. being a firm believer in "her", i guess i was really happy when i came to know that u two have met..
me still waiting for it to happen..
btw, why dont u give me a contact email?? guess, we could talk about a lot of things.. we do seem to have certain things in common :))
~ranga
PS: would defly read Phantoms in the brain and a few of ur favourites..
ranga,
my e-mail ID is abhilash_warrier@sifycorp.com
u can always e-mail me. keep in touch. we sure have a lot to talk about.
love,
abhi
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