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Monday, June 01, 2020

Sepia Coloured Life


Dried flowers hidden between the pages of old books, sepia colored photographs, gramophone records, Mehdi Hassan's soft voice, Amin Sayani and Binaca Geetmala, crisp cotton saris, the familiar smell of Ponds talcum powder, rooh afza, and  the luxury of being in touch with myself..the uncluttered, simple life.

A massive wave of nostalgia...

8 comments:

  1. You created a beautiful ambiance with your picture and words.

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  2. Yes, they all bring so much memories relived...some used to be our cultural identities even...your words make me nostalgic too...great sharing...regards

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    1. Those were beautiful times.. Thank you ☺️

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  3. I swing to the tune of such a memorable song..."those were the days, my friend; we thought would never end..."
    True conveying of such nostalgic feelings....indeed, we truly belong to that time...at least, I don't belong to the current era, for sure...take care

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    1. Same here Lopamudra, I don't belong to this era too..you too take care my friend, stay safe.

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