Stuti ~: Water can't wash away your name written on my body.
Stuti ~: She awaits a title. For the photograph.
Stuti ~: Mango
Stuti ~: That is Mango. Mango is me.
Stuti ~: Nish
Stuti ~: Chay
Stuti ~: Name this?
Stuti ~: Two Thumbs Up!
Stuti ~: Unwind.
Stuti ~: Unwind.
Stuti ~: It's a Rum Story
Stuti ~: Talking to you is exasperating
Stuti ~: Sugar-coated hope
Stuti ~: Lost purpose
Stuti ~: Make me some cement, will ya?!
Stuti ~: Three is to One
Stuti ~: Sky High
Stuti ~: So Filmy!
Stuti ~: Eye!
Stuti ~: Saved you a seat!
Stuti ~: Cheesecake
Stuti ~: Good doogy, good doggy!
Stuti ~: She walks ahead. She knows you walk behind her. She knows you follow. She, sometimes, doesn't give a rat's arse. She is Bombay Aishwarya.
Stuti ~: She has her cinematic moments. She looks at you pitifully when you call her life drama. She sympathizes with those who can't see what she does. She is arrogant like that. She is Bombay Aishwarya
Stuti ~: She has her cinematic moments. She looks at you pitifully when you call her life drama. She sympathizes with those who can't see what she does. She is arrogant like that. She is Bombay Aishwarya
Stuti ~: She looks at you. She knows what you want. She wonders whether you do. She is Bombay Aishwarya.
Stuti ~: She is your best kept secret. She is the one who knows it all. She is Bombay Aishwarya.
Stuti ~: She is the one you flaunt. She is the one you're proud of. She is the one that makes you happy. She is Bombay Aishwarya.
Stuti ~: She wonders if you're honest. She wonders if you'll stay. She wonders if it's real. She is Bombay Aishwarya.
Stuti ~: She lives hope. She lives faith. She lives you, every single day. She is Bombay Aishwarya.