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Spring

Spring is the time, where you can see riot of colours everywhere.
The sun will be smiling, the flowers dancing and there will be celebration everywhere.
Spring which is also known as "Vasanth Ruthu" is the celebration of new life.

















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  1. Anonymous4 May 2014 at 22:47

    Lovely collection of pictures! I too participated in the challenge and not sure if you got a chance to see my post. Have a look!
    http://happinessandfood.wordpress.com/2014/05/03/happy-spring/

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    1. Nivedita Chirantan9 May 2014 at 18:19

      Thanks but i couldnt enter that challenge as i dont have a wordpress account.... :)

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  2. Srikanth Manjunath5 May 2014 at 06:03

    Wow...so far you are telling in telling words...now you are taking us to the spring with an amazing pictures. The colours, the moods, the little details..wow..superb.... my pic of the pic is the tree with a past, present, and future.

    Nice clicks Nivi!

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    1. Nivedita Chirantan9 May 2014 at 18:19

      thanks :D.. i have no words just a grin as response

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  3. Pradeep Rao9 May 2014 at 17:02

    Superb Pics :)

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  4. ಜಲನಯನ7 June 2014 at 01:24

    Your clicks are like your write up. Both have their own impact and on both the stamp of Nivi is evident.

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    1. Nivedita Chirantan5 September 2014 at 11:01

      Sorry for the late reply... thanks a lot for the praise :)

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