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ANWE-ISM : TENET XIV

Life has a deeper meaning - incomparable to the stacks of money and influence of power.
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Hemanth Potluri said…
yes...everyone is still busy knowing the meaning ...leaving so much of memorable moments..

urs..hemu..
December 16, 2009 at 8:47 AM
Tulika said…
True...

I guess the Geniuses we name with awe today, looked for the meaning and not of life in shallow materialistic sense. We are so much busy making the two ends meet that we stop looking for the significance of Life.

Anwe-ism- I Love it!
December 16, 2009 at 12:34 PM
Priya Joyce said…
absolutely...
tats it..bt only a few discover that meaning :)
December 16, 2009 at 3:05 PM
Pooja said…
True, absolutely!
December 16, 2009 at 6:00 PM
Thousif Raza said…
kya bolun????, you have only said everything mehek

great as usual :)


take care and keep writing......
December 17, 2009 at 3:51 PM
Sandeep Balan said…
yup...Life is a negotiation...a never ending one....beatifully done anwesa!!
December 18, 2009 at 6:01 PM
Anwesa said…
@hemu,
yes...true...
January 8, 2010 at 12:57 AM
Anwesa said…
@tuli,
:)

yes dear!!! you are so right..
January 8, 2010 at 12:58 AM
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
yes..quite a few.
January 8, 2010 at 12:58 AM
Anwesa said…
@ria,
thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
January 8, 2010 at 12:59 AM
Anwesa said…
@pooja,
thanks!!!!!!!!
January 8, 2010 at 12:59 AM
Anwesa said…
@thousif,
thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!
January 8, 2010 at 1:00 AM
Anwesa said…
@dhanya,
:) thanks!
January 8, 2010 at 1:00 AM
Anwesa said…
@sandeep,
:) thanks for coming here :)
January 8, 2010 at 1:01 AM
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