...Now its time to write something in the New Yr....Maharashtra , of Mighty Sahyadri Ranges, Baji Rao Mastani, Bombay & Pune bowling us hands down.....the red soil of Mahabaleshwar & Table land PanchGani .....our feet well enveloped.....the soil of our Diverse Nation.....of a chivalrous race & its people in this part of the Country.....its a pleasure travelling in India amidst so very familiar setting.....of sight, smell & touch....of our own people with whom we have all in common......was at Shirdi Sai Baba for the first time....felt at Ease , felt at Peace, felt proud of being a part of the Land , Mystical in mythology & Folklore....felt deeply rooted & attached.....!!!!!
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