August 14, 2009


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Anya Hindmarch Viola Wicker Clutch

Are you quite bored of the usual styles in the handbags? The material used is very much the same. And so is the feel that it evokes. If you are actually looking for a change in style and then go for Anya Hindmarch Viola Wicker Clutch. Anya Hindmarch Viola Wicker Clutch comes in entirely a different material, from what you usually carry. With it, you will observe a style with a difference. The material that is employed in the manufacturing of this handbag is the same which is used on baskets and furniture. This assures durability as well as style statement. There are no strings to carry this handbag. It has been so fashioned, that it goes in the palm of your hand.

It has a fine finishing and it is bordered with metallic gold trimmings at the edges. The coming together of a brown base material with golden lining is what you can call exotic! It has tortoise shell for its loc clasp, which is strong as well as durable. This handbag is fully lined, and comes with a personal pocket inside, which you can use for more delicate and important items. There is also a tiny ribbon accent at the bottom.

This handbag you can get in an affordable price of $355. The rare material used in it is not for an occasion or an event. This will go well on an important occasion as a family gathering as well as on an evening gathering with friends. Carry it with jeans or rather with a summer outfit. This handbag will give you a favorable appeal on all occasions. Biggest pushing factor towards this handbag is it’s pricing. You can’t get world out of $355. But this handbag, you surely can! Check it out, and there shall be nothing stopping you!


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Sway Your Fashion Sense with Alexander McQueen Fringe Hobo

This frisky handbag comes to you with immense inbound sense of attraction. This carryall will give you enough space to channel your entire essentials in a good 15 x 11 x 3 inches of apace. Though it is not something to be actually called “jazzy”, it is something that will make people covet the luxuriousness of your look.

Its expensive price comes to square its expensive appeal. It will be ventured to you at a cost as straight as $1,995. But if you do not stand to compromise the “stand apart in the crowd” look, then the price is not the thing to stop you. The special feature of this handbag is the fringes that fall around the fa├žade of it. These fringes are a handed down cowboy style. They never leave the vogue, and you will find them hitting the style every year. This handbag comes in tan shade with its top studded with golden studs. Its meeting ends are closed down with braided interlocks. This handbag will accommodate your little precious things, in its zipper pocket inside the bag. Your belongings are secured with a magnetic lock.

The carry handle of this bag seem remarkably exquisite with golden starts and leather on shoulders, making it comfortable to carry. This bag looks really comfortable and filling in day to day use. It is too comfortable to carry, and very eye scintillating in its appeal. You can make best of your investments in this handbag.

Carry it with a beach dress, or a roughed up jeans. Or you can just beautify your look on a common day with exquisite appanage like this one. One of the silent uses of this handbag is to make you look content in the opulence of style. You can create your own statement and be explicit about yourself.


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Keep Going with a Metal Framed Bag from Alexander McQueen

If you are among the people who treasure their things and want them to survive through the years, then this metal framed bag from Alexander McQueen is the thing to suit you. This bag with a metal frame work will not only endure the pressures of time, it will rather prove to be style enduring too. No matter what’s the style of the season, or what dress you are vested in. This style will stand by you. It is enshrined in a brown leather with handles which can fit into your hands, or support you on your shoulders as well. Its handles are beautifully designed with black leather and golden rings as attachments. This metal framed bag from Alexander McQueen comes with a flap lock ensuring the security of your belongings.

Apart from its gracious look, this bag has a good capacity. With 18 x 9.8 x 5.9 inches measurement, this bag is spacious and can well accommodate a large amount of things. It is what you can categorise as “perfect”. Perfect beauty coming in hand with perfect quality, ensuring endurance. All this you can afford at a price of $1,717 which is quite becoming of a handbag like this. This investment can be a long term promise of affectation!

Are you generally stuck at the idea of matching your dress wit your accessories? Ethnic not going well with the western and traditional sticking with style, then go for metal framed bag from Alexander McQueen. You can carry it with any thing from casuals to an evening gown. And you can be sure that this will suit your style, creating your identity among the rest. The material of this bag’s framework is highly enduring and will go well with jeans on an autumn afternoon. All this leaves hardly any space to think before investing in this bag!

June 13, 2009

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this is for all the friends who arnt putting up any comments....Guys..u r good for nothing!!!!

April 26, 2009


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AM restless. I am athirst for far-away things.
My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance.
O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.

I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger in a strange land.
Thy breath comes to me whispering an impossible hope.
Thy tongue is known to my heart as its very own.
O Far-to-seek, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that I know not the way, that I have not the winged horse.

I am listless, I am a wanderer in my heart.
In the sunny haze of the languid hours, what vast vision of thine takes shape in the blue of the sky!
O Farthest end, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that the gates are shut everywhere in the house where I dwell alone!

by- Rabindranath tagore

April 25, 2009

Through the moments

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These are my moments. The moments when I am cared for. When I am visible to myself. When I feel my wishes viably. And for the time being…I am more important than anyone else for myself. I am self consumed. I am besotted. I can not think about anything else, but my paroxysm. I can not help it. Maybe it is the long neglected self in me that is making amends on my behalf. I walk on the air, like a cloud. But I walk heavy. Fully conscious of each and every vignette of my body.

No… I can not always enjoy it. It is hard on me. Hard on my limbs. Pain scorching on them. And on my heart as well. I grow irritable and berserk. I feel like tearing things away. I could stretch a book on you and cry like mad. I can laugh and not cease even if you tore your hair apart. I can cry till you laid down all your energies to console me. But I won’t do it… yet I can not stop doing so. I am pensive. Dubious about others, I even doubt myself. How fair is it? I don’t know. All that I know is that unlike the usual time, I can not tame it... I often feel hapless. It is like a wave, which rises to dissolve. And then lets the calm prevail.

March 31, 2009

Living life: Novel

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It was not a dark night, but quite the opposite actually. ‘Celestial’. Yes ‘celestial’ was the defining word. Thought Ginny, as she criss crossed from among the vehicles, on the red light. It had been drizzling the whole day long. The persevering consistency of the little rain drops, gave a sense of momentum to the time and place, while the life slowed down to a soulful silence.

As she walked along the hedgerow, she looked at the people swirling around. The racing cars, subduing each other’s voice by heavy blowing horns. She thought, can there be a place for dreams in this world? Here, where matter mattered so much… the place was certainly was the foundation for the dreams, but the reality of the time failed them miserably. Dreams dreams dreams, she almost chanted it faithfully in her heart, as she stepped under a tree. In the conclave, she typed the first stanza of her poem in the inbox of her cell phone.

What happens to a dormant dream?
Does it hover in the sky?
Like a lost lariat?
What happens to a melted one?
Does it evaporate?
To condense when we sneeze?
And what about it’s pieces?
Do they collect somewhere in the universe?
To form a planet of dreams?

Stewing along the road, she rushed to the mall.

March 27, 2009


How long will it take..
How long do I have to walk..
In my understanding,
The confusions of life.
The shafts of light,
The flakes of experience,
The inkling is in the moment.
How difficult it is to grasp the strength of it.

From the writer's heart

From the writer's heart

It is so difficult to write….it is like lining the edge of a river…fortifying the seamless deluge of life and it’s onrushing copious flow in varied directions. It is like taming the numerous undulating waves rising and fading, in one moment, running mad; to some unknown destinations…it is the pouring out of thoughts…giving vent to imagination. Putting soul in the inanimate world of heart, it is making the soul of life So palpable, that the reader can feel is making people realize…life is not about working…it’s about breathing the spirit of life…and reaching out the
Recesses of heart and brain…