Another one...at Vrindavan Garden....
The splash and stir
Of fountains spouted up and showering down
In meshes of the jasmine and the rose:
And all about us peal'd the nightingale,
Rapt in her song, and careless of the snare
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Good quote!
Excellent quote...as usual....
~~Keshava Madhava Janardhana
Vanamala Vrindavan Bala
Muralilola...~~
One of the bhajans I used to sing at the temple...
Lovely picture of Vrindavan Gardens...would luv to visit it some day...
Keshi.
kool pics dawn ji...All the credit goes not to ur cam ..but u r eyes....:)
One eye sees, the other feels
Hats off :)!!!
I agree with gumnaam...
In the morning wen i came online this pic was not opening I got bugged... but thank god I can see its beauty now :-)
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