Till today I had been struggling. I had to fly away & then land in this place to feel indian. And they made me feel that by inviting me to the independence day celebration. Sachin says I should go. A senior says it feels odd when others watch you chanting the- jan gana man. But who cares for glares. the only problem is, I need to get up at 6 in the morning. This is where patriotism dies down. I will try my best like all these years at KGP.
The carpet everywhere in my apartment, the toilet/bath, the washer/dryer & the room heater are new to me. But essentially I am the same. I still like eating and listening to himesh's nasal splendor. I might pick up an accent only to make others understand me better. The place is a second KGP far away from city life. But it has all the ingredients of a cool place. A walmart, macDs, subways & too many bars make it cooler. And of course girls of varying color, size & smell.[:P]
The carpet everywhere in my apartment, the toilet/bath, the washer/dryer & the room heater are new to me. But essentially I am the same. I still like eating and listening to himesh's nasal splendor. I might pick up an accent only to make others understand me better. The place is a second KGP far away from city life. But it has all the ingredients of a cool place. A walmart, macDs, subways & too many bars make it cooler. And of course girls of varying color, size & smell.[:P]
Classes start next week, so I spend most of my time chatting with sachinwa (He has gone crazier. he send me this: http://www.thakurkainteqam.com/)
baaki sab theek hai!
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I miss KGP's yellow tinted night.
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