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shreevallabh.com: Shri Yamunashtakam
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Tuesday, 14 August 2012. Is the first among the sixteen works known as shodashgranth. Rticular granth is composed by S. Allabh in v.s.1549 (1491 A.D.). Hukla 3 during the prithvi parikrama S. Allabh was in G. And he was undecided about the exact place of T. T that time S. Amunaji herself appeared and guided S. Allabh and pointed out the exact place . S. Allabh than and there composed S. The beautiful stotra,in t h. E praise of S. Amunaji . I. T consists 9 verses,eight of them are. Written in praise of Y.
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droplets of ME...: August 2008
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Life is full of opportunities - to make yourself what you are or can be; to meet interesting teachers; to see amazing things; to taste the best flavours; to touch and treasure loved ones; to smell the sweetness of life; to hear the most beautiful sounds. I am just discovering the tip of this iceberg and making notes of memories and thoughts along the way. Tuesday, August 19, 2008. PAY TO GET ECO FRIENDLY. Jaago grahak jaago. my small contribution to the campaign! Wednesday, August 06, 2008. We play mind ...
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poisonwood-desidiary: July 2010
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Saturday, July 10, 2010. Everything remains the same. Anyway mom talked about how gulab jamuns are made from mava - the brown solid. A little flour a little cardamom and you roll the damp mava into little balls and fry them up, before dropping them into saffron and cardamom flavored sugar syrup. Yummmmmmmm! The stuff you make from a Gits packet - doesnt even come into the territory. 4 hours after we had started the cake balls were done. You ate one and felt like you'd consumed 1000 calories. And ...My ma...
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poisonwood-desidiary: Everything remains the same
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Saturday, July 10, 2010. Everything remains the same. Anyway mom talked about how gulab jamuns are made from mava - the brown solid. A little flour a little cardamom and you roll the damp mava into little balls and fry them up, before dropping them into saffron and cardamom flavored sugar syrup. Yummmmmmmm! The stuff you make from a Gits packet - doesnt even come into the territory. 4 hours after we had started the cake balls were done. You ate one and felt like you'd consumed 1000 calories. And ...The D...
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poisonwood-desidiary: April 2010
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Thursday, April 29, 2010. City Life – Kandivali Style. Bombay – the Gateway to India and the riches of the East India Company is a city that sits on India’s west coast. In the late 1800s and early 1900s the British invested a lot of money in the city’s infrastructure turning it into a magnet for the young and the ambitious. Kandivali is one such suburb in Western Mumbai. Instead of the crammed 150 sq ft tenements, they now live in 1000 sq ft skyscrapers, most with little lawns and gardens. In the...IR...
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poisonwood-desidiary: Ode to the Mumbai Monsoon
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Sunday, September 11, 2011. Ode to the Mumbai Monsoon. Oh how i love the promise of the Arabian sea. Waves madly dashing ashore. Dark storm clouds on the horizon. The rumble of thunder,. And the pouring rain. Yes, I know. this storm too shall pass and nothing. Nothing will ever be the same again. I love the prospect of new possibilities. The seeds of hope enclosed in every drop of precious rain. I love the promise of the phoenix. And knowing that it will rise again. Yes i love a mumbai monsoon.
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poisonwood-desidiary: May 2010
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Sunday, May 23, 2010. The Zamana of My Parent's Youth - 1 of Many in the series. So I innocently asked if we could ask Radhika to make aam ras today - cos its Sunday and I have the time to have a leisurely meal. From there we digressed into the jamanvars of Kishore Bhuvan. Speaking of ice factories, Papa, who spent much of his middle-school years tagging along with his grandfather - the Judge, had a very different kind of experience. He recalls summers in Sahranpur, a town that lies somewhere between...