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Season's greetings

Hi to all my regular readers and the chance visitors. Wish you all a very happy Durga Dasami, Dusshera and Eid Mubarak. I am in India these days and well, quite honestly not in a mood to post much. Will write after I get back. Enjoy! :)

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  1. Happy Holidays to you too! Enjoy your time in India. Bring back some Rashogolla for your friends here ;)

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  2. Of course you are not in the mood to write much, you are too busy stuffing yourself full of all that yummy food to even think!

    Bring some back and mail it to me...pwease!

    Happy holidays!

    Sky :)

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  3. happy holidays! hope you are having a good time at home.
    anumita

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  4. Hope your holidays were memorable ones :)

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  5. Richa, thanks! Have brought some sweets (of which some are still left)! Give me a holler and you might get some :)

    Sky, eggjaactly was doing so - now for those sweets.. excuse me piliss! :)

    Jeevan, thanks, and same to you!

    Anumita, oh yes I had a fun time at home! Wish you the best seasons' greetings as well! :)

    Manasa, ah yes they were, in many ways!

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