A glance out of my train's window...at Sholapur...this is the 'Laxmi Vishnu Textile Mill' !!!!
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2 comments:
What an amazing title...
Its very true...
Well said :-)>
and very Nice Pic...
@puneet: thnx so much for liking it :)
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