tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64356386550461535272011-04-21T16:42:17.936-07:00Likhithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01180172722019748721noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435638655046153527.post-25437372462953400542007-07-11T22:10:00.000-07:002007-07-11T22:11:18.867-07:00Definitely something interesting :) :).<br />Check back soon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435638655046153527-2543737246295340054?l=twinkliks-whatif.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Likhithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01180172722019748721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435638655046153527.post-77253311326283351182007-07-11T21:22:00.000-07:002007-08-14T12:05:50.045-07:00Words, stories, people and occasions are stored in our memories. Sometimes, the words are forgotten but the memories are always remembered. Everyone is a victim of these memories... couple of them store the sad ones, the rest store the happy ones. These memories come right after the departure of an event, occasion, vacation or a moving! Juhi's memories start with a moving. She left her motherland and flew to a country which is half-world away.<br /><br />more... coming up! :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435638655046153527-7725331132628335118?l=twinkliks-whatif.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Likhithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01180172722019748721noreply@blogger.com0