Priya Pavithran:
If music be the food of love, play on.....
Priya Pavithran:
Color me in within the lines....
Priya Pavithran:
My fortune in its beak..
Priya Pavithran:
Street performer in Singapore
Priya Pavithran:
Creating a spectacle...
Priya Pavithran:
Hanging Pretty
Priya Pavithran:
I shoot. You shoot. He shoots. We all shoot.
Priya Pavithran:
The cardinal rule.....
Priya Pavithran:
The lure of the woods, deep and dark...
Priya Pavithran:
Hissssterical..
Priya Pavithran:
The graceful lines of my neck or the sturdiness of my shell, what's caught your fancy?
Priya Pavithran:
Theesssse snake eyes seeesss all....
Priya Pavithran:
Just swingin' along...
Priya Pavithran:
Lending a touch of poetry to art...
Priya Pavithran:
Of reptilian preferences
Priya Pavithran:
Hoo goes there?
Priya Pavithran:
Caged Irony...
Priya Pavithran:
Life amidst the ruins.....
Priya Pavithran:
Guarding a tainted past...
Priya Pavithran:
How the mighty doth fall...
Priya Pavithran:
Walking away from the well-trodden and moss covered path of the past...
Priya Pavithran:
You twist, and I shall chomp...
Priya Pavithran:
Sunset at the Talmadge Memorial Bridge, Savannah
Priya Pavithran:
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Priya Pavithran:
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Priya Pavithran:
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Priya Pavithran:
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Priya Pavithran:
Of aging bulls and raging skies
Priya Pavithran:
Trumpet the glory of love, peace, and happiness....
