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Wordless Wednesday 38 . Snapshots from Pune International Lit fest.

For Wordless Wednesday thought I would share some snpashots from the recently concluded Pune International Lit fest. It was wonderful to meet and interact with my fellow authors. See if you recognise any! :) Answers at the end of the post :)






























Did you recognise any? :)

In case you haven't--- from top to bottom.. Tuhin Sinha Mehgna PantDurjoy Datta,  Ashwin Sanghi, Kiran Nagarkar (I am a HUGE fan of his writing) and of course Preeti Shenoy :)

(Click on the names to know more about them)

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  1. Nice Pics, Ma'm :) You Look sweet as usual :) Had seen some of these pics on your FB page too ! Guess the event was a roaring success !! Cheers !

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  2. nice to see faces of people I have only known through words

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  3. Awesome pics--u look fab in all. Absolutely love the white dress
    Vision in White indeed :)

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    1. Thanks a lot. The white dress is my current fav too! :)

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  4. Apart from you, I could only recognize Durjoy and Ashwin! You're looking awesome in each of the pics. When is the next book expected. I am eagerly waiting. :-)

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    1. Heh heh..Kiran nagarkar is a brilliant writer!
      My next book will be out in November.

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  5. I was waiting for a post on pilf from you. I had the privilege to be in your audience and meet you personally. It was almost like a dream come true for me. I was awestruck for a few minutes when i saw you and the feeling took some time to settle. But in the blog i was expecting you to write some more about your experiences from the festival. I know 'Family Matters' was a bit disappointing. Even i could'nt get the idea behind that discussion. I was there just to listen to you. Of course i loved the the earlier discussion between today's top bestsellers.

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    1. Thanks Upma..Yes I recall speaking to you :)
      Sadly running short of time--neck deep in work with 5th book which will be out in November. Hence posted only photos!

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    2. I feel elated to know that you remember speaking to me. All the best for the coming up project. We are all eagerly waiting to grab the copy whenever out.

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  6. Oh Preeti... you look gorgeous in the beautiful white dress,... Waiting to hear about your experience in the pune lit fest...
    P.S. - I could recognize only you :P

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