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The last few words, it feels.

Wel i'm back, its about 9:00 pm, and i'm walkin back home from the mess after dining alone for the most, and then being accompanied in the activity by a guy wid a cap worn backwards..like Govinda did i think..? :P . Speaking of the mess, thankfully i found one that duzn cater to a thousand students in a humid and sweaty kitchen. This one has an AC, n a tv. Both luxuries now.

Among the good things, I'm the eldest in my building! N by that i mean, jus a difference of one year. Yet they address me as 'bhaiya'. Its new, but its nice. Delhi, is something of a power jungle, where respect is proportional to success. ( and most often success to money) n i'm obviously no success. But i can kinda see most of my housemates being one. And i like the humility they have. Its refreshing.

I'll exit now. Studies await like a pet dog for the master. Except, i'm not the master.

Ps- Ever seen an LCD DVD player in an auto? I did. :P

PPS- my friend's girl gave her personal no. to a hot guy who told her, her lips are kissable, while she was dating my friend. She says his anger is baseless. The world is funny eh? :P

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Stuti said…
Arre, where is the next post?
8/1/09, 10:08 PM
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