Category: Scribble
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I was truly impressed by the accurate placement of the tilak and rice, which I later came to know was a daily thing. This guy was Amit..
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Though some Sunday mornings were an exception. A morning ride to the Mandi carrying three different sized Jhola. A tutorial on how to differentiate between good looking tomato and fresh tomato..
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Have we deciphered God?
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Slowly their voices turned a bit louder and their conversation was audible. “Do you listen to English songs? Have you heard Summer of 69?” These were the questions the guy was asking the girl and she was replying very enthusiastically. I was unable to understand if this guy had a very strong game, or this…
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I try to read this guy if he’s pulling my leg or is he serious. He has this green bag with Van Vihar’s label, and below it, some scribbled words, “Sorry seems to be the hardest word.” I wonder if he’s a fan of the Elton John or Blue version.
