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It's Not a Lost Cause ...

... I have some remnants of talent. A cellphone case I made over commute and lunch hour -

Admit it, its rather shady, innit? Oh, well, I picked up the crochet needle after a 7 year sabbatical. So, I guess I can be excused.

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Anonymous said…
And also we ensure that when we enter in this specific blog site we see to it that the topic was cool to discuss and not a boring one.
14 Jun 2008, 13:30:00
Anonymous said…
And also we ensure that when we enter in this specific blog site we see to it that the topic was cool to discuss and not a boring one.
14 Jun 2008, 13:31:00
raj said…
Were the blue strips supposed to be totally vertical?? If not, you did a great job I guess.. pat yourself on the back! :)
14 Jun 2008, 19:36:00
Anonymous said…
hey awesome ...looks good...did'nt know that u had this talent also...

he he..
akka
14 Jun 2008, 22:23:00
av said…
nice, please make one for me :-) !
16 Jun 2008, 11:01:00
Eastertide said…
Babu Raj! those stripes are supposed to be diagonal :-) You think its good? He he, it looks awful. come on.

Akka - ehe, we both learnt knitting from sudha bole teacher. Then i learnt crochet from hema's sister and later grandmama. Remember?? :) I'll make you nice handbags :-)

Avy - nee yenks! idi endukey. i'll make you a beautiful bag.
16 Jun 2008, 21:06:00
Incredibly Indian said…
umm....
id argee with the rest...awesome workmanship...

...cant say the same about the colours :P
17 Jun 2008, 13:42:00
raj said…
oh man! diagonal aaa?! r u serious?! then, I'd call it a masterpiece! :P well, as always, I am open to gifts.. u know.. :)
17 Jun 2008, 14:43:00
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