Shriya in "Thoranai"




"Thoranai", starring Vishal and Shriya is being shot near my place. Here are some pics of Shriya I was able to click before I was shooed away and asked not to take photos. Anyway, no harm in uploading a couple of pics I guess.

Comments

bharat said…
haha... paparazzi eh??
14 March, 2009 17:08
Arun S Venkataraman said…
hehe, not exactly..... i took foto in a public road da... not going behind her for foto.... she was in my way, and just clicked thats it....
14 March, 2009 18:29
Anonymous said…
missed the opportunity:):)before i culd go shriya had gone:(:(
14 March, 2009 22:30
Arun S Venkataraman said…
rahul: dont worry... another day, another time...... :)
15 March, 2009 07:38
Anonymous said…
cool pics! nice usage of words too!('shooed away')... he he...
15 March, 2009 11:20
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