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bac home

m all packed up from pune n bac home fr some peaceful studin...

as i packed ma stuff i realised how much id been accumulating over the days... the bags went on piling up, n i had to search every nook n corner of the room, to find out more to stuff in. what seemed like an endless exercise was surprisingly only an hour. thankfully i had kairavi (ma roomie) to keep chattin ard with. somehow the most trivial things seemed significant then, and to beat the fact that this cud probably be one of the last times we spoke face to face, we stuck to more trivial stuff. (the usual chattering). we went for the usual cup of chai n cream roll in the evening. i took out a cam to the amusement of the chai walla, who began comments on how photogenic he was(nt).

we walked ard aimlessly on pune streets, (one of our favorite tp) n then onto the zed bridge across the river.

i dumped most of the stuff onto ma parents. i returned late that night after dining wit mum dad.. ma roomies were still up waiting fr me. we had this last late night chat huddled together on a bed. shrill laughs, out of tune humming, dumb jokes, gossip..

bac home, as i unpacked a note took me bac to pune... most of it is now nostalgia, a bunch of new frens, a couple o stupid snaps(wit no photographic perspective) n the memory of a friendly bear hug...

five months may not be much, but wat pune has given me wil last a lifetime.

the chaiwalla

wit roomies

ma billi drinkin tea

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HaRy!! said…
some memories hav a way to last for a lifetime...mine s too! :D
December 12, 2009 at 2:13 AM
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