tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58021180469596967032024-02-06T19:06:37.807-08:00*$himmer***Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-92136090377191482282010-10-28T23:20:00.001-07:002010-10-28T23:56:55.706-07:00**Strange.!!**<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpDuKA6NrxFhvKPJtlvCbwWJn0ptusiKwmrYLnsIal_Yzm1nEk0IRWo80JbXv47FNl_EmXVdlKM_i_YzKv3CByktzmsBTfZfYsTWq_xGs35kSUL7WoPVOqDKDciitbn3uNXuA_DJmboKp/s1600/Picture+241.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpDuKA6NrxFhvKPJtlvCbwWJn0ptusiKwmrYLnsIal_Yzm1nEk0IRWo80JbXv47FNl_EmXVdlKM_i_YzKv3CByktzmsBTfZfYsTWq_xGs35kSUL7WoPVOqDKDciitbn3uNXuA_DJmboKp/s400/Picture+241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533357583513716210" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />Its a strange life out there..!! How life takes different steps and positions.!! I was just going through the pictures in the past.. and I realized I was sitting in the front row and watching the show of Babita Malkani. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">And here i am working with her as an Assistant Designer. Being a part of Lakme Fashion Week was just incredible, just wish one day I take part as myself there instead of assisting someone.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> Its weird as it takes quite a few steps to get ahead, Since childhood i wanted to become a Fashion Designer and i took a huge step going all the way to Milan the Fashion capital of the world to study and learn different kind of Fashion and brands and much more..!! Living all by myself since the age of 17 is not a joke ..!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">And went to Bangalore for the Fashion Week.. i just like to do things I really like just makes you feel so good and working in Hyderabad was just the best part, work all day all and meeting your friends later is just a stress buster, spending time with family at the end and again a new day begins. Here I am again working in Mumbai, far away from home..!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> I miss my Family and friends so much its crazy, but just cant help it if we need to do something in life..!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">People wonder why cant life be just simple, Buh i say if life was simple it would not have been called life. For me life is a Roller Coaster ride.. I just love every moment of it, though there are ups and downs, buh its fun isnt it??? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~</div></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-51989284917280265252010-02-12T10:13:00.000-08:002010-02-12T10:41:14.036-08:00** Lonely Soul **<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3w-BYFGw9UTr37ZbvM7XfZkOyESqCgbXsoC6frW06vd9uH7JesmUaUfGPQXwYlFqS3kjWu4uW1fusShw6Yniih7kB34Uz-iDFaJXHCzRvDZHZaBLb0r9hLvB5Tjf4wSWj8eNgjI9PuTL1/s1600-h/lonely.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 373px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3w-BYFGw9UTr37ZbvM7XfZkOyESqCgbXsoC6frW06vd9uH7JesmUaUfGPQXwYlFqS3kjWu4uW1fusShw6Yniih7kB34Uz-iDFaJXHCzRvDZHZaBLb0r9hLvB5Tjf4wSWj8eNgjI9PuTL1/s400/lonely.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437428644927437554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />“We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone.<br />Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for<br />the moment that we’re not alone.”<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Orson Welles</span>.<br /><br />Whenever there is a time when i look at myself and the past I often wonder what has been happening with me..<br /><br />People get attached to memories, history - they hold grudges, which become walls. If we could live in the moment, unattached to expectations or the past, we might have a chance of living ego-less.<br /><br />But when I feel sorry for myself, I wonder why so-and-so didn't talk to me.<br />And I feel isolated.<br /><br />However, I think the elderly have true loneliness when younger people ignore them or condescend.<br /><br />It is indeed difficult to understand when someone does not talk for no fault of ours and that can lead to a feel of isolation. But, even with the same situation, with proper connectivity,<br />the why gets transformed to acceptance and compassion and that can liberate you from isolation.<br /><br />I find issues that happened way in the past haunt my thoughts at times and provoke anger and resentment until I tell myself there's nothing I can do about it.<br /><br /><p style="text-align: center;">I wish I was on a beach right now. the sound of the sea, the waves crashing on always seems to make me feel a part of the nature on the whole. Why have I woken up to a day of feeling all alone? I feel I have absolutely no one to relate to.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">I feel I have lost all my bearings, my friends. I look around and see everyone having their own clicks and here I am standing all alone , they welcome me but yet I feel am all lost… hmmm… horrible , this feeling of emptiness.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">I don't know why this feeling all of a sudden has crept up on me. Maybe I miss the one I considered my best friend.. I cant seem to enjoy anything I am doing… I work mechanically , cook, take care of my family and even found time for shopping, but my mind seems so far, so alone. No joy in anything.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Each morning I wake up seeking the rays of sunshine but by evening am back to feeling all alone…</p><div> </div><p style="text-align: center;">I want to walk along the waves, with my feet sinking into the sand .The waves wetting my feet. I love doing this specially at night .<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Alone… I don't know if from being a peoples person I am turning into a loner . I seem to constantly think a lot, shrink into myself and seem not to find any peace if people are around me.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">The music that once seemed everything my life, so soothing , so energizing now feels more like seamless noise that drives my mind around and around in circles.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Each day my heart shrinking more… and though my loved ones reach out to me , I seem to shrink away from them…am I scared of caring too much? Is it me changing or is it I cant accept the changes around me?</p><br />~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-43015119437306146472010-02-11T09:12:00.000-08:002010-02-11T09:52:19.444-08:00** GOTHIC **<div style="text-align: center;">I had a project on <span style="font-weight: bold;">GOTHIC ARCHITECTURE AND FASHION</span>.<br />Well now you much be wondering Gothic just means dark and morbid..<br />With people wearing black lipstick and back clothes..<br />Well no, there is more to it...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcIICqIPQyow7Qo2A_v0Dcwnf0dINdWpTv5WibYhnsTUkirl5_6h_d1kzhUf-qeIsMQotxQ38xkQJ3Zyt4KZfm0pLioT4T3roYOIdktIhKvaaSBY8A7zbKyrQ7-q93s1ARbrOD9iFzr_e/s1600-h/night-cc-waldopepper.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcIICqIPQyow7Qo2A_v0Dcwnf0dINdWpTv5WibYhnsTUkirl5_6h_d1kzhUf-qeIsMQotxQ38xkQJ3Zyt4KZfm0pLioT4T3roYOIdktIhKvaaSBY8A7zbKyrQ7-q93s1ARbrOD9iFzr_e/s400/night-cc-waldopepper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437039193820373362" border="0" /></a><br />Back then in the 12th to the 16th Century ,<br />Gothic Architecture was known as the <span style="font-weight: bold;">" french style "</span><br /><br />Gothic Architecture is most familiar as the architecture of many<br />cathedrals, castles, palaces and more..<br /><br />The <span style="font-weight: bold;">Duomo in Milan, Italy</span> is known as the<span style="font-weight: bold;"> largest Gothic Cathedral</span> and<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Second largest Catholic Cathedral in the World</span>.<br /><br />It is an Exceptionally large and elaborate Gothic Cathedral<br />on the main square of Milan, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Duomo Di Milano</span> is one of the most famous<br />building in Europe.<br /><br />The view from the top are magnificent and the opportunity to see the pinnacles and sculptures close up along the way is worth the climb alone..<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieb8oq8tXfZGVdazpDqmaoB3a6tDtovDtXm1CgWx5ASLPjSloZyplgPk14RmMPn-00DxyJ8vyXUlZt9WeF1e-DkKNaa7B0an5C1SwmUWViHEyXGlxWmpBt9_NI1LTE56kqLgFDYu8XhkzO/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieb8oq8tXfZGVdazpDqmaoB3a6tDtovDtXm1CgWx5ASLPjSloZyplgPk14RmMPn-00DxyJ8vyXUlZt9WeF1e-DkKNaa7B0an5C1SwmUWViHEyXGlxWmpBt9_NI1LTE56kqLgFDYu8XhkzO/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437041326880064066" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gothic style of Clothing</span> worn had a dark, sometimes<br />morbid yet erotic side of fashion.<br /><br />The style became idealized in late 18th and early<br />19th century with Romanticism.<br /><br />Styles are often borrowed from the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Punks</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Victorians</span>.<br /><br />Gothic fashion can be recognized by its shark black clothing and makeup.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fishnet stockings, black leather thigh boots and witchy eye make up</span>.<br /><br />Goth Fashion is sometimes confesed with heavy metal fashion.<br /><br /><br /><br />~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-47464093475239469242010-02-01T21:51:00.000-08:002010-02-01T23:41:53.135-08:00** Bangalore Fashion Week **<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8c-3wWFhGVAzMbqFyvlWzL71cazZP6JMp3bnnP-0eBJQlaAHiqZ4_h05_RPnAAT85859JQWI43i3WGzdwREsHoANm29e9rKLPeBbnxkVGtl1sZMQC6bJ6OyJQERJo9Bad-51e7uLY5nZ/s1600-h/WebLogo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8c-3wWFhGVAzMbqFyvlWzL71cazZP6JMp3bnnP-0eBJQlaAHiqZ4_h05_RPnAAT85859JQWI43i3WGzdwREsHoANm29e9rKLPeBbnxkVGtl1sZMQC6bJ6OyJQERJo9Bad-51e7uLY5nZ/s400/WebLogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433520688037279634" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After a successful First Edition of <span style="font-weight: bold;">BLENDERS PRIDE BANGALORE FASHION WEEK</span> last year, This year started with a lot of fresh designers with fresh designs, showcasing their collection for the first time.<br /><br />Quite a few well established designers like <span style="font-weight: bold;">Archana Kochar's</span> bridal wear collection was all sold out before it was showcased on the ramp. Her collection had amazing sequenced work and had great designs. Amrita Rao looked stunning in her green attire and stole the show in the end.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Babita Malkhani's</span> Glassica was full of colors and great fabric selection , completely western and modern. Koina Mitra was great on the ramp.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ramesh Dambela</span> had designs which was insanely worn by 10 Kannada actors and Zarine Khan. She was looking marvelous in the red sari a real princess. People in the audience couldn't stop admiring her gracefulness.<br /><br />And Now coming to the New Designers who have made their mark for the first time showcasing their collection.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kunal Chatterjee's </span>street fashion inspired by electronic music and modern styles. It was a futuristic line of clothing and was appreciated by all the youngsters and models as well.<br />The ramp was on fire when the models started showcasing his collection. With electronic music at the background, everybody enjoyed his show from the models, to the media.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Anitha Vadivel's</span> label Nyshka Creation was a collection with edgy elements of surprise and easy to slip into. She strongly believes in styles getting notices without being loud. A Hide and Seek kinda collection with quirky imaginative details from paper folds into clothing details.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Shipra Chawla's Claudia Antonini</span> was a collection with a lot of pleating and gathering which signifies a style that is vintage yet contemporary. The evening wear collection with the concept of new affordable luxury. It defines sophistication and femininity through silky volumes that is magnified by drapes.<br /><br /><br />~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-52890569144320207922010-01-26T13:25:00.000-08:002010-01-26T21:04:03.336-08:00** Portfolio **<div style="text-align: center;">This is a collection of the work I have done till now...<br /><br />My Few Illustrations, with My Trend Book and some Personal Designs,<br />My Menswear idea with few designs, and My Thesis with the Photo shoot.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwN4t84EoaXwSl3kH2uMV9RL3I3Ln1uoUkxj3zcg0MWTqkUZ9hGIhMZdX0xR4fPZeAgqV8fZ00fuc8fzTsy0Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Well this is kinda a smaller version of my stuff...<br /><br />*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-45844405218688846142010-01-26T12:40:00.000-08:002010-01-26T13:21:21.814-08:00** Art Work **<div style="text-align: center;">Once a great <span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span>Dutch Post-Impressionist painter <span style="font-weight: bold;">Vincent Van Gogh</span> said " I tell you, the more I think, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people."<br /><br /><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxp70rSgJW8fT3KpeiRFB7jxS_UaurahUtSZu7aG26d0tzVvJ4bXFbwT8A1nbmUK-vnYi4PTJvlQrV8xsSDAw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />Color is my day-long Obsession.<br /><br />These were a Few Paintings that I had done few years back.<br /><br />The Ganesha is a sculpture created on a wooden plank which weighs 20 kgs.<br /><br />Natraj - The Dancing Shiva is a kundan sequenced painting.<br /><br /><br /><br />~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-77930226679968655742010-01-19T04:10:00.000-08:002010-01-19T06:18:47.749-08:00** Vampire Romance **<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1p3AtjRUhC_nIHyM9z7kYCpJ_riuoh5V2foCGqsnUyGlgXREvNDRQSI07QgHzK38V_cwPpPMRaftGJYNSleHxi6n5q4HocxMDbItcjz4FjQ2xztjGe9XzbA35NGDB40dkGFcrZJVGsbgM/s1600-h/images.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1p3AtjRUhC_nIHyM9z7kYCpJ_riuoh5V2foCGqsnUyGlgXREvNDRQSI07QgHzK38V_cwPpPMRaftGJYNSleHxi6n5q4HocxMDbItcjz4FjQ2xztjGe9XzbA35NGDB40dkGFcrZJVGsbgM/s400/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428439138500628658" border="0" /></a><br />A General Question to all.. Do you believe in Romance? Do you believe in Love Stories? Do you believe in dreams? Do you believe in Fantasies? <span style="font-weight: bold;"> I DO.</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">VAMPIRES</span> - sensual, erotic, beautiful, enigmatic, romantic . . . and deadly. <span style="font-weight: bold;">VAMPIRES</span> are the stuff of dreams and fantasies. <span style="font-weight: bold;">VAMPIRES</span> give us the gift of immortality.<b> VAMPIRES</b> challenge the one inevitability in life - death. <span style="font-weight: bold;">VAMPIRES</span> are synonymous with love, sex, desire, lust, obsession . . . and blood. Always the blood.<br /><br />Ever since i first read the book Twilight in I was in love.. Love all over again but not with normal humans you come across , but with those beautiful, immortal, cold-ones living somewhere in this Universe.<br /><br />I imagine being with a Vampire Man just like Edward Cullen. He looks like a Greek God who loves his girl to such an extent that he is scared of losing her , because he thinks he will hurt her. Does such romance exist??<br /><br />A normal girl Bella Swan who has just moved to the coldest place in America. Though she hates all cold wet things, falls in love with the most gorgeous immortal.!! Can this happen..?? Her first love , her first desire to be with a man comes true..!! Edward was waiting for Bella since 106 years..! is that a joke..<br /><br />I am a leo , it is the most romantic sign from all the zodiac signs. And we love when a man does something out of the blue for his girl. We love it when he says I love u front of his friends and family, not caring about the whole world, we love it when a boy forgets to gift his girl for her birthday but just gives her a rose, kiss and hug and promises her that he will never leave her. We love it when he makes us do new and exciting things. Oh... ill keep goin on and on with it..! so i better stop..!<br /><br />So people who haven't started reading The Twilight series that includes new moon , eclipse and breaking dawn... your missing the real taste of sensuality .<br /><br /> ~*~*~*~<br /><br /><br /></span>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-13565078223959025152010-01-19T02:19:00.000-08:002010-01-19T03:55:33.743-08:00** First Photoshoot **<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpuNn3O74W1Hi7LfmDF_IYuWc6D6nRL4qOdsSJ_dyB4dUat4uOFlqdfIbViyak1Ey6EUY8ZIrTFFyPyyIkj8fDa83Udc4F1hCFJAzStqxvBuhfZyzMbFSShLZze6vHJHrSPkUfCx7IcRW/s1600-h/goddess-as-tree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpuNn3O74W1Hi7LfmDF_IYuWc6D6nRL4qOdsSJ_dyB4dUat4uOFlqdfIbViyak1Ey6EUY8ZIrTFFyPyyIkj8fDa83Udc4F1hCFJAzStqxvBuhfZyzMbFSShLZze6vHJHrSPkUfCx7IcRW/s320/goddess-as-tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428411655758432242" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">One of the greatest days of my life. Something that I have been dreaming since I was in my 7th grade that is when i was just 13 years old..! A Dream of becoming a Fashion Designer , a dream of having my own collection , a dream of first my photo shoot.<br /><br />My theme for my first ever collection is "ELEMENTS OF NATURE". That included Earth, Water, Fire and Air.<br /><br />Its feels wierd coz i dint want a model to wear my first collection . I wanted to do it all by my self . A shoot with my design and me wearing them.<br /><br />It was the first time i faced a professional camera. OMG the goosebumps and butterfly in my tummy. I can still feel them.<br /><br />My parents and my sister told me they were so proud of me. As i achieved what i aimed for at such an early age. First time i cried when they complimented me, all the emotions and tears just wouldn't stop. My friends were quite supportive espeacially Navya. The whole shoot was shot at her place. ~Thank you Navu for helping me out~<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBPVS5qoeTEe9ycITvOiO__ulrKoZmrCw-jpvveNoLgE54nkErFf9QhchlLu9f9F6e5lrAiuolxeAq-3EaIl0cl56pR7TwMpfqqy8COLdr1aELnPHOQt-ysbcA5xDffmgwWFEps30NUd5/s1600-h/DSC_4778.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBPVS5qoeTEe9ycITvOiO__ulrKoZmrCw-jpvveNoLgE54nkErFf9QhchlLu9f9F6e5lrAiuolxeAq-3EaIl0cl56pR7TwMpfqqy8COLdr1aELnPHOQt-ysbcA5xDffmgwWFEps30NUd5/s320/DSC_4778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428404810492058354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />The shoot started in the early hours first with my hair style and then the make up. My first shoot was for the WATER - I had blue makeup on..! and when i looked in the mirror i was like Oh My God i have never had soo much makeup on me before.. lol but then it dint really show in the pictures. My garment was a inspiration of sea-horse , the shape and how it curls in and out.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqUVcfGzoGUcC9JPge2ahoFWvSjs46BHVpamz9g7rB4CotHX63_9dJGt2BlQIu5e30BdNsnpO_qx3G3w5ZIF5p5B6x_MintKykDKMXsk2qYl-QncsqGoLoypebdhkitHx0NGI4f5LFOl24/s1600-h/DSC_4961.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqUVcfGzoGUcC9JPge2ahoFWvSjs46BHVpamz9g7rB4CotHX63_9dJGt2BlQIu5e30BdNsnpO_qx3G3w5ZIF5p5B6x_MintKykDKMXsk2qYl-QncsqGoLoypebdhkitHx0NGI4f5LFOl24/s320/DSC_4961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428406474777019234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Then came the EARTH - with earthy colors like brown and green, was a crazy thinking of an elephant the hugeness and heaviness as it had. with a touch of brocade fabrics to show and give the bulkiness in the garment.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw20jQeHvzC7ch-qINKqScCuVtRpqWIpAtprpITh1wl8kXEnY3wGlRHYn2KGYl9xe1srVidD0P7JN4i7bNKcuHtq52rpfmZdY4hF0DfSSi1VqnAWp5Qyd8PlfAQ-YlDgfcs5bmIBz_n9Mf/s1600-h/DSC_5028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw20jQeHvzC7ch-qINKqScCuVtRpqWIpAtprpITh1wl8kXEnY3wGlRHYn2KGYl9xe1srVidD0P7JN4i7bNKcuHtq52rpfmZdY4hF0DfSSi1VqnAWp5Qyd8PlfAQ-YlDgfcs5bmIBz_n9Mf/s320/DSC_5028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428407891280735922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />AIR - was a complete acrobatic photoshoot with me standing on tables and getting the right shade of light in the sky and trying to stand opposite direction of the wind.. I love butterflies and wanted its textures in my garment with fabrics and the cuts in the designs.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgULnZKjPEDtI6to5ry29VDnc5im4Nd4Qo_4AjKwzx_dGmBb_LvOdTRKuJPRzoni3r6bXGvIgqbtFkrpLyVL8XQRCd38RMgebf_rBqnlpDXgJ3ImYV6rc-ARARDZJNcWtqZ3Q1zNq6ivF5H/s1600-h/DSC_5098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgULnZKjPEDtI6to5ry29VDnc5im4Nd4Qo_4AjKwzx_dGmBb_LvOdTRKuJPRzoni3r6bXGvIgqbtFkrpLyVL8XQRCd38RMgebf_rBqnlpDXgJ3ImYV6rc-ARARDZJNcWtqZ3Q1zNq6ivF5H/s320/DSC_5098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428409785541688386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And Finally came the FIRE- this was a structured garment that i had designed . The collar was the main emphasis for this garment. Something that keeps u safe and yet give that dangerously sexy look like a lion..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-65077163849553806112010-01-19T01:23:00.000-08:002010-01-19T01:59:53.044-08:00** 100 Truths **<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy0QLw1QZFT_Gp_waaLkTm5nRgHpTUHM4fCk-xlUxWi5WO4CivcHyJCzRaPQQBU-HqDwi2AKMC5V3P-so880hh2pgR3XX6T8DYDNQgzkELnsxEFQSbl4Y6FseZzrDA7cc7ELQmSn06LHt6/s1600-h/Can_you_handle_the_Truth__by_Ladybamelot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy0QLw1QZFT_Gp_waaLkTm5nRgHpTUHM4fCk-xlUxWi5WO4CivcHyJCzRaPQQBU-HqDwi2AKMC5V3P-so880hh2pgR3XX6T8DYDNQgzkELnsxEFQSbl4Y6FseZzrDA7cc7ELQmSn06LHt6/s400/Can_you_handle_the_Truth__by_Ladybamelot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428388280968515186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This post was a forward, sent to me by a very good friend of mine. With 100 Questions and told me to answer them sincerely, so here it goes ...<br /><br />1. Last beverage – Coke<br />2. Last phone call – Navya<br />3. Last text message – Harsh<br />4. Last song you listened to – Kiss me by Sixpence none the Richer<br />5. Last time you cried – 6 months back<br /><br />HAVE YOU EVER.<br /><br />6. Dated someone twice? – Yes<br />7. Been cheated on? – nope<br />8. Question No. 8 is "still" missing!<br />9. Lost someone special? – Yes<br />10. Been depressed? - Yes<br />11. Been overseas? – Yes<br /><br />LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS.<br /><br />12. Black<br />13. Blue<br />14. White<br /><br />THIS YEAR HAVE YOU.<br /><br />15. Enjoyed - Yes<br />16. Made new friends – Yes<br />17. Fallen out of love – Yes<br />18. Laughed until you cried – Yes<br />19. Met someone who changed you – No<br />20. Found out who your true friends were – Yes<br />21. Found out someone was talking about you – Yes<br />22. Kissed anyone on your facebook friend's list – Yes<br />23. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life – All of them<br />24. How many kids do you want to have – 2<br />25. Do you have any pets – Nope<br />26. Do you want to change your name – Yes<br />27. What did you do for your last birthday – Went out with family and friends.<br />28. What time did you wake up today – 7:30 AM<br />29. What were you doing at midnight last night – Facebooking<br />30. Name something you CANNOT wait for – Success<br />31. Last time you saw your father – Half hr back<br />32. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life – Negative thinking in my head.!<br />33. What are you listening to right now – Tu Jaane Na by Atif Aslam.. from the movie Ajab Prem ki Ghazab Kahani<br />34. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom – No<br />35. What's getting on your nerves right now? – My back Pain<br />36. Whats your real name – Shruti Chopra<br />37. Relationship Status – Single and happy<br />38. Zodiac sign – Leo<br />39. Male or female - Female<br />40. Natural Hair colour? - Black<br />41. Hair color now – Black<br />42. Pet Peeve – Hypocrites and back bitching<br />43. Need Glasses? – have them<br />44. Long or short –<br />45. Height – 5’4 ish<br />46. Do you have a crush on someone – No<br />47. What do you like about yourself? – I can when I want<br />48. Piercings – Yes<br />49. Tattoos – Nope but dreading to get one..<br />50. Righty or lefty - Righty<br /><br />FIRSTS.<br /><br />51. First surgery – None<br />52. First piercing – 2005<br />53. First tattoo – hopefully 2010<br />54. First best friend – Navya<br />55. First sport you joined – Swimming<br />56. First pet – None<br />57. First vacation – Delhi<br />58. First crush – A boy in my 7th grade..!<br />59. First alcoholic drink – Tequila<br /><br />RIGHT NOW.<br /><br />60. Smoking - No<br />61. Eating – KFC<br />62. Wearing – White shirt, blue Jeans<br />63. I'm about to – pick up a friend<br />64. Speaking to – Aradhana<br />65. Waiting to – finish this<br /><br />YOUR FUTURE.<br /><br />66. Want kids? – Yes<br />67. Want to get married? – Yes<br />68. Careers in mind? – Fashion Designing<br /><br /><br />WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?<br /><br />69. Lips or eyes – Eyes<br />70. Hugs or kisses – Hugs<br />71. Shorter or taller – Taller<br />72. Older or Younger – Older<br />73. Romantic or spontaneous - Spontaneous<br />74. Nice stomach or nice arms – stomach<br />75. Tattoos or piercings – Tattoos<br />76. Sensitive or loud- Sensitive<br />77. Hook-up or relationship – relationship<br />78. Trouble maker or hesitant - Hesitant<br /><br />HAVE YOU EVER.<br /><br />79. Kissed a stranger – No<br />80. Drank hard liquor – Yes<br />81. Lost glasses/contacts – Yes<br />82. Sex on first date – No<br />83. Broken someone's heart – Yes<br />84. Had your own heart broken – Yes<br />85. Been arrested? – No.<br />86. Turned someone down - Yes<br />87. Cried when someone died – Yes<br />88. Liked a friend that is a girl - No<br /><br />DO YOU BELIEVE IN.<br /><br />89. Yourself – Yes<br />90. Miracles – Yes<br />91. Love at first sight – No<br />92. Heaven – No<br />93. Santa Claus – No<br />94. Kissing on the first date? - No<br />95. Angels and demons? - No.<br /><br />ANSWER TRUTHFULLY.<br /><br />96. Is there one person you want to be with right now? – No<br />97. Had more than one boyfriend/ girlfriend at one time? – No<br />98. Do you believe its possible to remain faithful forever? – Yes<br />99. What's the one thing you cannot live without? – Self-Respect and Dignity.<br />100. Are you sure you want to post this with the title “100 truths”? – Yep**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-61849205703607063872010-01-13T11:01:00.000-08:002010-01-19T04:08:22.734-08:00^*^ First Love ^*^<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL5_Kdf4buzTDK-kSOwl_csHmZMgaeTVgDAXLwNg6L2UDiJILcr2DsqT6A02U87OX1d2tfdtpB1nb3EJ3PUYEFougQ02YruLaEYo0A5ye_axgnariLXCaNfSg05EbCFEAmFGxBhVIIHURU/s1600-h/amore_14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL5_Kdf4buzTDK-kSOwl_csHmZMgaeTVgDAXLwNg6L2UDiJILcr2DsqT6A02U87OX1d2tfdtpB1nb3EJ3PUYEFougQ02YruLaEYo0A5ye_axgnariLXCaNfSg05EbCFEAmFGxBhVIIHURU/s400/amore_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426333004483596306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-*-*-*-</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">On a summer's day long, long ago</span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I fell in love and I'll never know</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Just what it was that made me feel</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">So drawn to him, with the appeal</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">That set my pulses so to race</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">When ever I gazed upon that face</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Of one who was a man but a child</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Yet even then could drive me wild</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I'll never know the how's and why's</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I lost my heart to those Eyes</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">For how could I describe our love?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Romantic love, all hearts and flowers</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">No way to count the days and hours</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Spent in self-indulgent wishes</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">And thoughts of long awaited kisses</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Of sweet embraces, tender sighs</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">And gazing into love filled eyes</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Oh yes, it is that kind of love</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Or, is it yet the love of passion</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">The ecstasy that knows no ration</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">That shuddering nerve-tingling feeling</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">The climax with your senses reeling</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">The wondrous joy when you discover</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">That sweet surrender to your lover</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Oh yes, it's that kind of love too.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Or even yet a love that grows</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">One that cares and one that knows</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">That sees beyond the outer skin</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Into the person deep within</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">That loves the spirit and the soul</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">The inner self that makes the whole</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Built on trust and empathy</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A love you know was meant to be</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">The love we share is all these things</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A love that has no need of rings</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A love you never need to doubt</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A love I cannot live without</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A love to last us all our days</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">A love I'll share with you always.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-*-*-*-</div></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802118046959696703.post-33885499588080753212010-01-12T20:34:00.000-08:002010-01-19T02:09:32.927-08:00**Agony and Pain**<div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyl_x_YUPvgbroD-8qs1RxUL5rUj49-HvYoodmE1ljcOm77i1f5aBmXg28ZcGl6LjcoBVhRjrSi5mwSJVTzzyPYaeLDtqkaeXKMiRCtmZGoXl1SigS7EqmYqiO0udnNhRHJDHx63yTORS4/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" 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/><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" >Pain is always there,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > No matter where I run.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > There is always pain,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Pain of a lost loved one.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Someone who made me happy,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Just to turn around and lie.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Someone who I cared about,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Then turned around and ripped my heart out.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > </span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Left my heart there,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Stomped in the mud, shattered.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Left there for me to put back together, Piece by piece.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Not knowing where which piece goes,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Hoping that this pain will go away.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > My heart aches,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > 'Cause no one is there.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > </span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > I have not been able to find someone,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > To make my heart whole once more.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > To ease the throbbing pain,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > That feels as though it will never end.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > I am waiting to find that special man, </span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > That will hold my heart.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Wrapped-up inside of his.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > So that the pain in my heart,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" > Is healed from the love of his. </span><br /><br /> **~~**~~**<br /></div></div></div>**Shruti Chopra**http://www.blogger.com/profile/02231851134022729661noreply@blogger.com1