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Monday, August 16, 2010

Delhi on wheels

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:58 AM

Jewellery line

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:56 AM

A hijjra lyf story

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:55 AM

In writting , you work with how you think of the world.

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:52 AM

The minds mechanism

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:50 AM

fear less

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:49 AM

Masakali sonam

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:48 AM

Bollywood hunk

Posted by sahil kathpal at 1:45 AM

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

dfc

Posted by sahil kathpal at 12:46 PM

Friday, August 6, 2010

Delhi couture week






Posted by sahil kathpal at 3:21 AM

My role is bit homour based

Posted by sahil kathpal at 3:07 AM

Bridal collection

Posted by sahil kathpal at 3:04 AM

Up & close "AISHA"

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:50 AM

Tree of life

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:49 AM

Stereo nation

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:47 AM

The sparkling beauty

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:41 AM

Khatta meetha

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:39 AM

Monsoon wardrobe

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:38 AM

Monsoon craving

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:37 AM

Colour my canvas

Posted by sahil kathpal at 2:35 AM
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I am friendly,loving, hard working, highly ambitious, and passionate towards my photography............visit me @http://www.flickr.com/photos/sahilphotos/ ........about me: don't believe in life being a frivolous game written in pencil and erased again, for whatevr now i do and think should have a meaning in permanent ink.. ____________________________ When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud... And goes down burning into the gulf below, No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud At what has happened. Birds, at least must know It is the change to darkness in the sky. Murmuring something quiet in her breast, One bird begins to close a faded eye; Or overtaken too far from her nest, Hurrying low above the grove, some waif Swoops just in time to her remembered tree. At most she thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe! Now let the night be dark for all of me. Let the night be too dark for me to see Into the future. Let what will be, be.......!!
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      • Jewellery line
      • A hijjra lyf story
      • In writting , you work with how you think of the w...
      • The minds mechanism
      • fear less
      • Masakali sonam
      • Bollywood hunk
      • dfc
      • Delhi couture week
      • My role is bit homour based
      • Bridal collection
      • Up & close "AISHA"
      • Tree of life
      • Stereo nation
      • The sparkling beauty
      • Khatta meetha
      • Monsoon wardrobe
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      • Colour my canvas
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