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Token of love!

hey there people!! to all those who r reading... please leave behind a comment so that i know what i m writing is atleast being read!! hehehe

anyways...

so i just got some beautiful bangles from my better half! n they are gorgeous!!
i am uploadin pics...




i have always lved kanch ki chooriyaan.. :) i know, girly.. anyways.. back to the point.. not so much when i was teenage, but after that.. hehe.. mashaAllah my bangle box is now full. aur jab un mein se kuch kharaab ho jayein i feel like replacing that same colour again..
life is like a bangle box, u want all the colours and all the styles to make it attractive. and broken bangles spoil the look, same like in life.. broken relationships give an ugly look.. they only hurt u when u put them on, scratch ur arm.. and blood flows.. argh.. my hand the real one has often been scarred bc of bangles which break in the midst of puttin them on

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iAmbiguous said…
Salam! Sorry I had been kinda busy so didnt get time to check your blog out. Haha, I will never understand girls and their fascinations for such things...

Bangles are kinda nice I guess, but I think the naazuk type you have are fine unlike those heavy gold ones! They look more like shackles than bangles! haha...
Anonymous said…
Haha I wa never into bangles btw, probably `cause am a tomboy..but oh well. But nice to see the way you compare life with bangles. And now that I come to think of it, I would be care ful with my bangle box :)

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