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A Day at juhu beach !!

The day at juhu beach was on wed 9th november
we were 14 of us who went
the pic shows us all except ashutosh


frm top left corner merzad sam vineet kavita myself shohef
second line left priyesh manoj sujit vikas rajaram
third row left priyesh and divya
ashutosh was clicking the picture so isnt here he is in the pic below


some other pics we clicked

we giving bbday bumps to ashutosh




shohef with his long lost love



manoj and ashutosh



shohef and merzad



vikas with girls







hope we have such picnics again and again!!!!!!!!!!

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