my leg was pulled just last night about my perpetual blogging instinct by none other than these asses who call themselves my friends. saurabh, ranjit, sonal and mukul at the impromptu party at avon with coffee liqueur, wine, chicken tangdi and lots of chat. this was after a failed desperate attempt on my part to get them to drive all the way to bandra so that i could attend the freshers party and dance a little. so here is a post to satisfy my perpetual blogging instinct and their urge to have something to tease me about.
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