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While cleaning my old stuff, I surprisingly found my once-lost sketch book, which is almost 12-13 years old. The moths have started preying on the book. The pages are torn too from the sideways. I thought it better to take the pictures of my "childhood skill" (pun intended) and put it here and share them with you guys. If you find that I was inclined to sketch female faces more than anything else, blame it on my "growing-up" phase. :D

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Anonymous said…
Itna acha sketch artist ho and PhD, history mei kar li:). Jokes apart, pretty good sketches.
28 October 2007 at 22:58
Anonymous said…
muhaaaaaaaa wat nice sketches start again.......let your inner child be out.....love them
29 October 2007 at 00:44
Anonymous said…
lovely sketches, u dont do them no more?
symph
29 October 2007 at 01:12
Anonymous said…
some nice sketches u got there!
good work!!
29 October 2007 at 11:09
Anonymous said…
you should start sketchin again..seriously..if not Spanish Guitar..then atleast sketches
30 October 2007 at 01:57
Łóòň Ġãĺ said…
very very beautiful !! as symphy asked .. u dun do them nemore?
3 November 2007 at 11:24
Nitin Sinha said…
Anons: Thanks a lot for liking them. hmm so one of you know that i am learning spanish guitar too? how could you be annonymous then :P

Symph: not any more.

Loon: thanks. naah not any more.
9 November 2007 at 19:24
R.E.D. said…
Hi Nitin! Nice blog. What is your email address? -Ezra, Re9@soas...
10 December 2007 at 20:34
Prax said…
Ahan, so you sketch girls...nice, esp the second one, not merely because there are two of them ;-)
12 December 2007 at 01:10
Anonymous said…
Gostei muito desse post e seu blog é muito interessante, vou passar por aqui sempre =) Depois dá uma passada lá no meu site, que é sobre o CresceNet, espero que goste. O endereço dele é http://www.provedorcrescenet.com . Um abraço.
30 December 2007 at 15:53
Anonymous said…
Gostei muito desse post e seu blog é muito interessante, vou passar por aqui sempre =) Depois dá uma passada lá no meu site, que é sobre o CresceNet, espero que goste. O endereço dele é http://www.provedorcrescenet.com . Um abraço.
30 December 2007 at 15:53
Anonymous said…
Gostei muito desse post e seu blog é muito interessante, vou passar por aqui sempre =) Depois dá uma passada lá no meu site, que é sobre o CresceNet, espero que goste. O endereço dele é http://www.provedorcrescenet.com . Um abraço.
30 December 2007 at 15:53
Anonymous said…
Gostei muito desse post e seu blog é muito interessante, vou passar por aqui sempre =) Depois dá uma passada lá no meu site, que é sobre o CresceNet, espero que goste. O endereço dele é http://www.provedorcrescenet.com . Um abraço.
30 December 2007 at 15:53
Unknown said…
Hey Nitin , I knew u r talented but itna nahi pata tha, every day I know u more, I like you more
2 April 2008 at 09:19
Anonymous said…
Hi Nitin,
really nice sketches....fourth from the top feels like some actress looking from the cover of a film magazine. :)
5 June 2008 at 22:23
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