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Foreign Sand

Roger Taylor & Yoshiki (drums)
(this is a live recording)

[#] Tales from a Foreign Land


Miladysa said…
Ghosty - I shall have to come back and watch this - my puter is running on paraffin at the moment

Have a lovely weekend!
Nachi said…
after a week of working its finally the weekend..the weekend..Yay!!

and oh! guess what??? i managed to get my hands on an actual working Charkha!! (the weapon of India's freedom). ok, in reality i stole it from my mom's office!

can't wait to drag it all the way to Baroda and find a place to put it up in my apartment!

Mez said…
Hey someone Anonymous called ~~a flower in bloom has left a dedication for u:

This is for Ghost_Particle at:

He's all MAN grrrrrrrrr! ;-) He has had such an impact in my life. His words, his post, his life...he's a ray of sunshine n hope in my dimming life. I LOVE THIS GUY!

Do come n reply back to her on my post.
Mez said…
Keshi as well has left a very sweet reply for u. Come n chk it out.
Mez said…
Another anonymous dedication for u.Come n have a look.
Mez said…
Dedication goes like this:

This one's for ghost particle of

GP, it feels to me like you have a huge heart hiding behind your tears. Smile! Your problems will be over soon. Why dont you just for once put up your picture on your page? Let us see a real smile.

Here is a dedication for you, superhero!

Come n reply to her on my blog..
Keshi said…
aww Mez is doing her rounds...tough job there girl!

Ghosty ty for ur very sweet touched me deeply. HUGS!

Solitaire said…
OMG! You are getting dedication ke upar dedication!

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