I dont know if anyone even cares about my rantings and ravings, but im not going to let that deter me..i mean...THIS IS JUST UNFAIR!
I got deleted off orkut...and Blogspot as well!!!!!!!!!???!!!!
how does this happen???
any thoughts?????
Im back in kochi now..and loving it!
it raining..its green..everything smells fresh..
i dont know if anyone else had crossed a bridge in the rain..on foot..without an umbrella..
water stings your face..theres a lovely breeze blowing..
the wind whips yr hair into your face.raindrops hit the water beneath the bridge...and theres water spraying in every direction. Drenching you.
its what i think of when the word 'element' is mentioned.
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When I was a kid, my father was posted in a village in Assam. we had lots of goats in our house... Goats fear rain... So when it rained, I used to be the one who would chase the goats all the way from the fields to our home...
I miss those days. Keep writing... I always read blogs...
so u can post blog entries but u cant keep in touch!!! i hope pooch travels to delhi and scratches u and gives i a really nasty cat disease type thingie and u bloat up all fat and ugly and nobody likes u cuz, well, u look like that, and then u have nothing to do BUT call me.
I think payel is really pissed off with you... u better mail her
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