Warning: This is an extremely boring narration on Anuvrat. It is only me, me and me. So you might want to skip right over it. 
The story of my life! I need not look into more than 4 years into my past to compare the boy I was and the guy I have come to be. I remember vaguely declaring to anybody who would care to listen, before going to ...
Continue Reading ?Never ask me what the word means. I had not heard of it until Khaja mailed me with this word in the subject. And this mail was about a grand getting together of lots of people from Johnson Grammar School – the 2002 batch.
Excited though I was upon receiving the mail, I was a little apprehensive about attending it. I am not really fond of meeting new people everyday, and not tons of them on the same day. ...
Continue Reading ?A lot of what I write will not make sense. This is not an edited peice of text, instead its spontaneous.Not written in proper english … just figments of my memory …
Its one of those rare days when I feel all nostalgic and miss my friends from school, remember the young carefree days, the innocent companionship …
There are lots of things that come to my mind. In no particular order a few are …
The most surprising ...
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