I still remember those colorful days when I used to fish with the native of Marin. Two years ago I happened to be there via Mahabharata, the highest mountainous range of Nepal. The girl with red cloth and red vermilion TIKA on her forehead is now in Isreal who is still coming in my memory. we used to fish together. She loved me as her own brother. Oh, Marin ! I m really missing you.
At The Bank Of Marin !
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yahooo ! feri blog update huna thalyo haian ta ! verrrrry good job. aba alchhi nahunu. marin pic ra samjhana mathi aba katha lekhnu hai..
sabina