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A few more pics of Shimla

Some more pics of Shimla taken today, dont mind the date, my camera clock got reset :D





 

 



In this picture, on the hill in the centre, 2 white bldgs, at the centre bottom of the group of buildings is where my office is. took me 45 minutes to walk, but what a lovely walk!


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Mukta said…
uff! so many houses dotted all over the mountain sides! they almost look like somebody spilled a box-full of lego blocks on to the mountains :) ani akaashatla nila rang sundar ahe! poor you, right there in such a lovely place and working inside an office :P :D
8 October 2009 at 13:08
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