Day 2 Shubho Saptami 🌸
This year i decided to repeat my sarees & not buy a single one. 😁🙌🏽
Jewellery – @curiocottagejewelry
P.s Thank you Maa for the beautiful hand painted grey saree 🤗
#durgapuja #DuggaDugga #indianfestival #bongtoberfest #beingbangali #indianhandlooms #sareelove North Bombay Durga Puja
Day 2 Shubho Saptami 🌸
This year i decided to repeat my sarees & not buy a single one. 😁🙌🏽
Jewellery – @curiocottagejewelry
P.s Thank you Maa for the beautiful hand painted grey saree 🤗
#durgapuja #DuggaDugga #indianfestival #bongtoberfest #beingbangali #indianhandlooms #sareelove North Bombay Durga Puja
Shubho Mahalaya ! 🐚
Just a week to go.. time to dress up & eat khichudi, payesh & mutton roll. 😁 #DuggaDugga 🌺🌸
Shubho Mahalaya ! 🐚
Just a week to go.. time to dress up & eat khichudi, payesh & mutton roll. 😁 #DuggaDugga 🌺🌸
Day 1 Shubho Shosti ✨
Hair, make up, styling – I, me, myself. 😉
Clothes are my personal 😁🙌🏽
#durgapuja #DuggaDugga #indianfestival #bongtoberfest #beingbangali #indianhandlooms North Bombay Durga Puja
Day 1 Shubho Shosti ✨
Hair, make up, styling – I, me, myself. 😉
Clothes are my personal 😁🙌🏽
#durgapuja #DuggaDugga #indianfestival #bongtoberfest #beingbangali #indianhandlooms North Bombay Durga Puja
Day 1 Shubho Shosti ✨
Hair, make up, styling – I, me, myself. 😉
Clothes are my personal 😁🙌🏽
#durgapuja #DuggaDugga #indianfestival #bongtoberfest #beingbangali #indianhandlooms North Bombay Durga Puja
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
“Some nights, the wolf inside of me shrinks to nothing, she bares her teeth and runs away.
The dragon in my chest rejects me, she’s so tired of being slain.
There are nights when the lioness cowers, says she can’t fight another day…”
“What about the phoenix?”
“She sits with me in the darkness.
She whispers we’ll rise. Just you wait.”
– @srwpoetry
Photos 1,5,6 📸 by @wildlywisewanderer Shivpuri, Rishikesh
