Raat ke humsafar...the old Hindi song reminds me so many things. The year, 2010, is coming to an end. A new beginning, a new year, a few new resolutions which will be never fulfilled. Hope 2011 ushers something bright in every one's life. Wish you a very merry CHRISTMAS in advance.

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