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ANWE-ISM : TENET XVI

God is within us. Only we take time to realize His presence.
*******Merry Christmas !!!!!!!!********

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Priya Joyce said…
Great...
Wisdom is overflowing outaa Annu :P


Merry Christmas dear :)
MultiMenon said…
wonderfully true!!!! :)

Merry Xmas]]

love,
Nikhil
Tulika said…
Very True.

Merry Christmas Anwesa di!!!
God Bless You.
Thousif Raza said…
very true. and may his presence always be upon u with no sorrow ever...



take care and keep writing..........
Hemanth Potluri said…
thats awesome.. and wish u merry christmas :)..

urs..hemu..
Gyanban said…
nice blog, enjoyed reading a couple of your posts.
Have a good year ahead.!:-)
Ria said…
nice line dear!! *hugs*
Anonymous said…
Easily I assent to but I think the brief should prepare more info then it has.
Jogeshwar said…
According to me "God" probably is that belief which we have in ourselves, and the support around us, our parents. So, despite being an atheist, I agree with this tenet of yours :)
Phoenix said…
philosophical but so true..something that i believe too! :)

nice to be back in this place! :)

merry christmas
Mayz said…
ahhh now do u believe why i keep tellin everyone to worship me
ANWESA said…
@lil' priya,
:) :) :)
ANWESA said…
@CL,
:) thanks!!!
ANWESA said…
@MM,
:) merry xmas!!! :)
ANWESA said…
@tuli,
:)
thanks dear!!!
ANWESA said…
@thousif,
thanks!!!!!!!
ANWESA said…
@hemu,
thanks!!!!!!
ANWESA said…
@gyanban,
thanks!!! good to have you here...
ANWESA said…
@ria,
thanks!!!

hugs :)
ANWESA said…
@anonymous,
cudn't get you...
ANWESA said…
@jogi,
:) its a great definition you know ? thanks for being here :)
ANWESA said…
@phoenix,
:) thanks wifey!!!!!!!!!!
ANWESA said…
@mayz,
:)

are you God ? :O
ANWESA said…
@harshita,
:) :)
thanks ji!!!

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