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  1. Akash Govindarajan10 April 2013 at 16:42

    A good one.....Hahaha your P.S got me cracked up LOL hehe :)

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  2. SG10 April 2013 at 23:54

    These 2 candles are burning. They will burn down eventfully and quickly. Even for this short time, they are together. Spending time with your soul mate even for a short time is a greater blessing.

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    1. Priya Arora11 April 2013 at 12:39

      Very well said, SG! When I clicked it, i had nothing in my mind..when I later saw it, the only word came to mind was Soul-mates.... but what u said is commendable :-)

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  3. Rigzin Namgyal13 April 2013 at 22:25

    ..two souls in love..burn together like the two candles..they don't worry about the consequences..even if that love burns them to death..
    ..i like the idea behind this picture..a good one.. :) ;)

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  4. Ashna 19 April 2013 at 15:38

    Good picture! It's great when you look at something simple and find out a meaning in that. :)

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    1. Priya Arora22 April 2013 at 13:57

      Yes, Its the only word that came to my Mind-- SoulMates!! :-)

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  5. Rat30 April 2013 at 21:14

    two burning souls in love n desire. nice click :-)

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