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Life is temporary but the memories are forever! 

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This puppy came into my life when I was grieving my cat's death and though he lived for a very short while, I'll forever be grateful for the way he made me feel when I needed a reason to smile.

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Vellore Fort - With its Architecture comes many stories. 

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Vellore Fort - With its Architecture comes many stories. 

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This is Vellore fort's famous temple. It was built during 1566 AD.
This photograph possesses a memory that I can always keep close to my heart.
This temple holds a lot of stories, and you can see the beauty it holds. It is said that each architecture has its own story to tell. Inside this Temple various Gods and Goddess reside. People always come here to pray and worship, once you step into the premises  of this temple you'd feel a positive aura.
It  was Wednesday evening when me and my family visited this place.
It was a lucky day for us. While we were about to enter through the gate, we saw a few aunties making rangolis with rice powder. Inside as we went, we witnessed a huge Lord Natraja Statue infront of which some children were doing their dance practice. We even witnessed Lord Krishna and Radha's puja. I played a shankh for them which is generally done by the priests, it was my first time doing it and it was very difficult as you need a lot of breath to do that and loved how that whole day ended for me as its not very common to witness dances and play an something for the gods and goddess. Some old ladies who live inside the temple, (protectors) gave us some prasad(prasamdam ) and shared a few stories about the lords and the art made here by the King. I believe each Temples in here have their own stories to tell and its own art and beauty.

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This was taken on January 2021 and my best friend had miraculously come out of a near death experience. They have been the biggest motivator, supporter, guide and saviour in my life and I was so grateful to the almighty for saving them. This photo was taken during their recovery period and I keep this photo as a reminder of our beautiful everlasting friendship.

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Last moment of love - By Aaranya Ganguly 

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Last moment of love - By Aaranya Ganguly 

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I still remember it was 2011 and it was my last Holi with him , his name was Rangin means colourful in English as he had this three shades of colours , black, white and brown and coincidencely the day was festival of colours too . I was 10 years old back then and i had so fun with him and didn't expect that was my last moment with him. After that festival i went back to my school hostel and nearly away from him and my family for one straight year i didn't knew what was going on in my absence neither did my parents told me so one day i came to know after asking for him , returning back from hostel on vacation that he had cancer and he is no more , my heart was shattered as it was completely three months old news and my parents hid it . Later on i understand why did they hid but still it hurted me . Right now when i still remember him my eyes fills with tears. I just want to say that i miss him alot . I am sure he is well wherever he is now.

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This is a photograph of double rainbow which I took from the terrace of my apartment. As a sample I thought I will post something. Browsing through phone gallery I saw many photos of birthdays, picnics, family gatherings etc. But this one I selected because of what I saw that evening was something rare and extraordinary. I am sure that there is less chance that I will see something like this again.