Sunday, December 02, 2007



Welcome back dear friends, Nila, Aruna and Syama are LIVE at the arena of the pure consciousness again. Step right up you can’t miss this show! There behind them is different backdrop, “You went all out today, huh?” some one teased me. Petal leis today, the maker is a pocket sider too.
Oh, the rain came back again to it was between the drops I had to pedal today. If it keeps on I think my mind is going to brake. Even though i was pedaling where the flowers overflow with dew and the meadows aroma causes the clouds to come in really low and the song of the butterfly is heard above the traffic's groan. How long can i wait? How much more can i take? The vaikalika offering came along and brought me back to reality away from my lofty day's pedaling.
That's the touch that kills, the chinese silk that's just as smooth as milk broken only by the tea roses woven into the fabric. They take their night's rest in the soft and satiny night dress.

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