Wednesday, February 28, 2007


Sometimes wet, soft cotton black soil in the palms...
wet soil smell...sprinkle of rosy water all around...khas fragrance...
softness of green lush...showering very deep cool breeze...
credulous mind...with early morning sunshine...revere evening...



--Nayana

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

freshens up...

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AKASH said...

HOW BEAUTIFULL IMAGINATION?
FEW PEOPLE ARE BORN TALENT.

I was Miss world said...

Good photographies
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