you see love the hope factor is something that sustains and keeps the fresh air in tact like your snaps keep me intact as if where ever you happen to be a day shall come you will be sitting here with me and may wonder at this stupid lap top which brought you live to me. It may look like some Hollywood fantasy . I was with kiran , anu , sanjeev and kiran mom at haridwar. It was her mom who knew of the places or say sites to be seen as I had no idea of the environs. She told us go on driving straight and some sahasterdhara , if I can recollect , was the point. We were roaming in a garden turned into temple cum residential kutias. It was a different experience to see the plants having really huge big ones fruits hanging from its branches - the katahal tree. But the scene was that exotic as if we were in Jurassic park live. After a while we were at the river side and her mom was nostalgically absorbed to tell the historic terms of the area and told sapt ( seven ) rishis worshiped to bring ganga at that place. She was busy to tell us the diversified rivulets and the frequent change of course of the river. Kiran was sitting on a big stone turned bench for shoots by Sanjeev. We strolled along the river and the scene was something like you have just arrived here.
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