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.....captured moments......











'.........Aeshna I was just going through your photographs..........you seem to party a lot...', '........wow Aeshna Ph.D. seems to be suiting you, you seem to be enjoying a lot...' these are the comments that I hear from people around me....and I donot disagree....... have a look at my captured moments, they present the picture of happiness and fun. Life is meant to be lived in moments... the beautiful moments that touch you for just a while and leave their lingering taste in your mouth.....Mmmmmmm........close your eyes and encash those moments. I must say from the time I have started salsaing, I remain happier, it helps me live with the stress. I have the passion to dance, salsa moulds my passion into rhythm; my wild moves into poise. A discipline to channelise my negative energy. Thanks to salsa I have also come across beautiful people who teach me that life can be a pleasure to live.




Two years down the lane I still get up in cold sweat wondering what will happen today...will I be spared today. I still carry my self down the corridor in shaky legs and open the door with shivering hands '....is today the day...will it happen today..' I still feel the dull ache in the pit of my stomach '.....how will I face him...'. A tear in the eye is what I wipe quickly before I attend the class....cause I don't want them to know my pain.. but see me as a happy go lucky person. I give you a call not because I want to disturb you....but maybe because the beautiful you can help me forget it........I miss you not because I am possesive about you but because I would love to absorb the happiness in you and be happy for a moment.....I love you and will always do so....and if I have to suppress my love to see you happy I will do so....




But life goes on and I never forget to carry my camera and capture those precious . Live those moments..so cheers to life ;-)...........
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  1. UnknownMay 1, 2010 at 10:56 AM

    Hey sweety..lovely :)

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  2. PrabhakarOctober 7, 2010 at 9:48 AM

    Well, all I can say is... Njoy maadi... I suddenly remember these very words... "Life's Good". Njoy it till it lasts...

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