Nu har vi lagt detta projekt bakom oss och gör en omstart. Jag håller på att springa ikapp mig själv. Nu är jag mätt! Idag ska vi släppa ballongerna! Bara ter veckor kvar drygt, sedan springer vi ut! .

Holi- A Festival Lost in Colours. I was asked by few of my colleagues to write and recite a poem on the occasion of Holi. I am sharing with you the poem I wrote. The translation is added below the original poetry. My friend when you put the colours of the Holi on my face, I relived the times of my childhood. In this era where the country is struggling with the Saffron and Green.

Bheed main ek aur Awaaz! Adding decibel to the noise and chaos to this pandemonium! Wednesday, June 08, 2011. Read this short story online and then ordered the book. He writes in Urdu and the first link is almost Urdu written in the Hindustani script. The second link is more hindi and easier to understand if you are not familiar with the regular urdu words.

Please spread this gem like wildfire. Si es inviernos, nos abrazamos y perdemos el frío,. Si es otoño, salimos y recogemos las hojas de tus jardines,. Si es primavera, besarte y regalarte flores. SHE CLEANED HIS NO SHOWERING ASS THE FUCK UP! To my youn.