Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Cruising Places In Baltimore
Sik
Sunday, May 3, 2009
the world how I want (Mantova Sik)
"Were you out?" I rang several times before, and you answered "he said Kallu, the call from his village, where he is with Bimla and her children to a marriage party, in the functions of barber substituting the father who has eye problems." Yes, I was out. I was in India ..."" In India? In which city of India? "Kallu he added, according to the game." I'll tell you when I'll ricontattarti.E when the 'I called, I started to clarify the meaning of my beat. "In India what City? Mantova! I was in Mantua, Mantua and is now a city of India because the Sikhs will celebrate their feast, the feast of Vaisaki.E I started to tell him how the party has captured me while I was at home, after lunch, and I predisposed to go later by my mother in Modena, when I started to feel a growing roll of tabla, drums, have rushed to the windows, and across the courtyard, on the street, I began to see the head of the procession that marched, five flag bearers with the emblems of the two scimitars-sik, the two-edged dagger and the disc Kandha - followed by five priests of the five swords, which had just been preceded by the woman who sweeps the street and of the men who sprinkled to purify
the next step of the cart that holds a copy of ' Adi Sri Guru Granth Sahib, the holy book of Sikkhismo, a man venerable
preserved from all impurities Chauri fanning over a cloth that covers it, behind the men with the banners, Sikhs in turbans or cover their orange handkerchiefs feei, women of all ages and with children, the youngest in strollers, bright colors their Salavati qamiz. "Kallu, I joined the procession and I found myself in India, I was in Mantua and in India at the same time, without taking your ticket or flight, under the same sun wonderful" But here, they are 44-45 degrees in Khajuraho ... "I corrected Kailash.E I told him of the many, many women among the bearded Sik, men who were offering fruits, samosas, dahl, mango juice and bread, the participants and those on the doors, across the street witnessed the continuous and festive, noisy procession that marched between sounds and songs from other Christian denominations, and closed in refractory ' noon hour, impassive in the impossibility of setting up a similar
as in the days of my childhood,
the gates that opened in the parades,
and breaks that were being produced, to ensure the conduct of dueling rituals gatka, with swords, chains ....
sticks until the procession is not escaped and was lying in the shade of linden trees and the sunshine of open spaces of the Palazzo Te,
did not start the ceremony on stage, among the singers lined up, as in the halls of Hard Apple, three winters ago, in Allahabad ...
"What beautiful, What Beautiful. .." Kailash was in India, is only missing you ... between the Punjabi including tea pco ritorno.Felice will be in the world as I wish it was like to be 'Advent. 
Sunday, May 3, 2009
the world how I want (Mantova Sik)
"Were you out?" I rang several times before, and you answered "he said Kallu, the call from his village, where he is with Bimla and her children to a marriage party, in the functions of barber substituting the father who has eye problems." Yes, I was out. I was in India ..."" In India? In which city of India? "Kallu he added, according to the game." I'll tell you when I'll ricontattarti.E when the 'I called, I started to clarify the meaning of my beat. "In India what City? Mantova! I was in Mantua, Mantua and is now a city of India because the Sikhs will celebrate their feast, the feast of Vaisaki.E I started to tell him how the party has captured me while I was at home, after lunch, and I predisposed to go later by my mother in Modena, when I started to feel a growing roll of tabla, drums, have rushed to the windows, and across the courtyard, on the street, I began to see the head of the procession that marched, five flag bearers with the emblems of the two scimitars-sik, the two-edged dagger and the disc Kandha - followed by five priests of the five swords, which had just been preceded by the woman who sweeps the street and of the men who sprinkled to purify
the next step of the cart that holds a copy of ' Adi Sri Guru Granth Sahib, the holy book of Sikkhismo, a man venerable
preserved from all impurities Chauri fanning over a cloth that covers it, behind the men with the banners, Sikhs in turbans or cover their orange handkerchiefs feei, women of all ages and with children, the youngest in strollers, bright colors their Salavati qamiz. "Kallu, I joined the procession and I found myself in India, I was in Mantua and in India at the same time, without taking your ticket or flight, under the same sun wonderful" But here, they are 44-45 degrees in Khajuraho ... "I corrected Kailash.E I told him of the many, many women among the bearded Sik, men who were offering fruits, samosas, dahl, mango juice and bread, the participants and those on the doors, across the street witnessed the continuous and festive, noisy procession that marched between sounds and songs from other Christian denominations, and closed in refractory ' noon hour, impassive in the impossibility of setting up a similar
as in the days of my childhood,
the gates that opened in the parades,
and breaks that were being produced, to ensure the conduct of dueling rituals gatka, with swords, chains ....
sticks until the procession is not escaped and was lying in the shade of linden trees and the sunshine of open spaces of the Palazzo Te,
did not start the ceremony on stage, among the singers lined up, as in the halls of Hard Apple, three winters ago, in Allahabad ...
"What beautiful, What Beautiful. .." Kailash was in India, is only missing you ... between the Punjabi including tea pco ritorno.Felice will be in the world as I wish it was like to be 'Advent.
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