Its 11-11-11. I just have to say that. It may mean absolutely nothing, and pass without much event. But if you believe in the beauty of numbers, of the stars, calendars, serendipity and the universe, then perhaps its significant. At the very least, its poetic. Happy 11-11-11!(I saw her, perched on the side of this cliff, above a river on the road from Bodh Gaya to Rajgir. And I was amazed.)
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