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- Caution: Slippery path.
Dayajot Singh,
Melbourne, Australia.
- Don't let the brotherhood slip.
Maninder Singh,
Chapianwali, India.
- Good fences make good
neighbours.
Partap Chaudhary,
Anderson, USA.
- When Bombay is bombed, it rains here.
Madhu R. D. Singh,
Ambala Cantonment, India.
- (Bomb)ayed Wagah gets no traffic.
Manpreet Matharoo,
Sunnyvale, CA, USA.\
- Open hearts, open minds and open borders.
Beverly Chaudhary,
Anderson, USA.
- Wet weather and dry relations.
Sunny Singh Handa,
Fremont, CA, USA.
- Bomb showers cannot cool down the peace process.
Harminder Longia,
Fresno, CA.
- (T)rain blasts.
Anupam Ahluwalia,
Mandi Dabwali, India.
- If you follow the arrows, you can never escape the line.
Komal Sangha,
Melbourne, Australia.
- Enemy at the gates.
Amit Singla,
Ahmedgarh, India.
- God's brain is great, to bring peace, he brought rain.
Abhijit Singh,
Bathinda, India.
- The thin white line.
Ashish Kumar Goel,
Ferozpore, India.
- Rain on border, but not on terror.
Neetu Sharma,
Kanpur, India.
- A place where arrows point at each other.
I. R. Oviya,
Karnal, India.
- Hearts open, minds closed.
Col R. D. Singh,
Jammu, India.
- Instead, peace shold have rained.
Navtej Singh,
Amritsar, India.
- When one door closes, another opens.
Gaurav Garg,
RTP, USA.
- Umbrella for peace.
Vikram Singh Jamwal,
Pathankot, India.
- Peace process caught in the rain.
Hitesh Garg,
Chandigarh, India.
- There's a back-door, too, that needs to be shut.
Mohit Kumar Mahajan,
Yakima, USA.
- Hand-shakes are not really warm.
V. K. Tangri,
Dehra-Dun, India.
- "Rain knows no border" and "Spirits dampened".
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