All the pantars met for tea ...took tea & discussed how costly the tea is here ...discussed the shopkeepers turnover in a month : INR (Info. not required..: all are very good at permutation & combinations atleast while cribbing..can come up with exact figures..almost :) ..Then start missing Pune for TAPRI cutting chai...vada pav..misal pav..dabelli ohhh yaaar...aur fhir the conversation ends..chalo chalo time to get back to reality walking towards home...raindrops drizzling reminds me how FCP (Female chauvinist Pig) I was ..wouldn't cry in front of anyone..be a hardnut...but can shed tears in rain so that no one can catch me..& know my weakness...;)..Unsure till now what other pantars were thinking....may be they can respond to this blog after reading....
FYI : Guys you cannot use this information when you fight with me...take a oath...."I accept the oath" in response would make me comfortable..lol
Rains give a sense of rejuvination...that all the bad things happened & have been through are washed away ....It fills up a hope aahh new things are going come up......Hope & Faith only keeps us going forward...back to the reality now...
