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Delhi

14th sept 09.

So on special request,( sounds so cool na? Yes. Its still the spade theme. I'm exaggerating a non-chalant suggestion into a special request) I decided to squeeze in a post on Delhi n my stay in it. Now, its not gonna be a nice read, cuz up until this moment (of course, i'm talking bout the moment when i was writing, n not when u are readin this post. Sometimes i wonder if i overstate the obvious? I wonder why I wonder that.) I have had no thoughts on Delhi whatsoever, like except for it bein my home, and an amazin place, and some other thoughts i might have had at various points in my life considering i did live there for pretty long, but u get the point right? I mean there is this guy in my head who keeps pointin out technical flaws in my sentences n i can't even shoot him, cuz hez like in my head. So anyway, I was talkin bout how this wil probably be a sucky post, which wil deter furture special requests ( which brings me to a very important question. Why m i writin it if i know that?) oh n bracketts hold stuff that is kinda unrelated information which essentially has to be ignored right? :P

So my stay in Delhi was nothin short of amazin. For once, i didn't need to open the loo doors n wait for the bad smells to go away, au contraire, it had the sweet scent of perfume. N the 1st thing i did after gettin home was take a bath. A leisurely luxury shower in hot water. That night i watched tv. I've been deprived of it for much long. Delhi essentially consisted of normal boring amazing time. (yes, an oxymoron. I noticed too. ) I met my friends over the weekend, went mental clickin pics with one group, and the other, I connected with at a new level. People born on 20th may, changed for the better! like became more mature n cool bout stuff (Of course, they will probably scrutinise me to find out how they were less than mature earlier. Ofcourse, I could be very wrong :P) all in all, I fell in love with my friends again, n realised Delhi ain't all that far.
Thank you.

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