cigratte.....is just worth ashes


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  1. HIMANSHU.........March 14, 2009 at 8:38 AM

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  2. HIMANSHU.........March 14, 2009 at 11:34 AM

    waooooooo.......
    nice quote....
    painting to hai hi ....superb work...

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  3. AnonymousMarch 16, 2009 at 9:13 AM

    nic painting never seen anything like this before in my entire life

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  4. sumeetFebruary 27, 2010 at 8:00 AM

    If the blog depicting the paintings are composed by you,then I guess you are doing doing wrong to yourself if you are not pursuing painting as your career

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  5. SoumitJanuary 3, 2011 at 10:06 AM

    again pretty nice....you seem to be quite a good painter....I guess you know that already but here's a compliment from another stranger :).....I guess I love the themes of you painting....the last one was really nice and I can say the same about this as well

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  6. SoumitJanuary 3, 2011 at 10:06 AM

    *your

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  7. KirtiApril 12, 2011 at 1:59 AM

    thnkew everyone... ur stopping by my blog.. n appreciating comments means a lot...

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