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Celebrating friendship


This Sunday was the day we decided to celebrate our friendship. We took a wow to do all that we missed during our grad days within a year. Cheers! to the noble wow. Neha came straight from work (night shift) to my hostel. Barely able to open her eyes, Yawn :-o. But I was too excited to let her sleep. We sat down in the canteen and chatted over a cup of Kishan Bhaiya ki famous chai for about an hour. Suddenly I realised the time and thought that Neha should sleep a bit before Sohini storms in and insists that we leave the hostel. Well Sohini as usual was late. So I got time to get out of my night dress. As soon as she was in the hostel off we went to the hotspot of the campus, KAMLA NAGAR. From spending time at CCD, to bargaining with the vendors to get the the best price bargain, we sweated our morning there. Suddenly Sohini had the brainstorm that we should all watch 'Hangover' together. The movie was being screened at the other end of the city, Select Citywalk. We somehow managed to reached there at the brink of time only to know that the tickets were soldout. SOLDOUT! Damn!!!!!!!!! How is it possible. We changed lane thinking that maybe atleast somewhere down the pocket they had three tickets. Sob! sob! no. There weren't any. Even gelato didn't cheer us up. So we came back to our good old campus. Had dinner at Nirula's. Biryani for Neha, kathi roll for Sohini and cheese pizza for me. We had to walk back to the hostel as there was no rick (cyclerickshaw). At the end of the day my heels were killing me. Groan! groan! Neha was snoring as soon as she hit the bed. I too fell asleep in sometime. If you think this is the end of the day then think again. Dot 12:30 am I got up with a start. Iwas sweating. I was a bit confused. Realised there was no electricity. Neha managed to sleep it off. But Sohini and myself went out. Half asleep we were cursing our respective God for the torture we were going through. The mosquitoes were feasting on our blood. Finally after an hour the lights came back and we were able to sleep.
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