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It pays to clear out your cupboard from time to time...

So I was clearing out my cupboard yesterday and guess what I found, my old water colour set and a half used cone of mehendi which Nameeta had given me long back. I like colours, in fact when I was a kid I was crazy bout colour pencils, I had a huge stack of them and would not let anybody else touch them. Now I seem to like water colours, I like the way its so easy to blend them and create a totally different shade... I like dabbing the brush on paper and seeing the beautiful colors come to life. I know, I seem to be talking like some world class painter...



I used up the cone last night and I was just settling down with a book when Antonio came home, he looked at my hand, laughed and said, 'Will you draw one for me too, I want the Chennai Super Kings logo on my arm...' Boys.....!
PS: I am keeping my fingers crossed for the men in yellow... even though I don't follow these matches, I watch the highlights with Antonio, cause he keeps saying, 'You have to see this catch!', 'Come see Dhoni is batting' , 'Wow, amazing shot... come see seeeeeeeeeee!!!!'

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Carol said…
Hehe.. Tonio is funny. i love the mehendi art. and Goooo Super Kings!!! :D

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