I won't go on and explain how beautiful she was. I won't write for instance, how beautiful her eyes were or the fact that I loved the way she pouted her lips trying to bite the cheese off while eating a pizza. What I write today is a feeble attempt on my part to relive my memories of her.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Of all the things said and unsaid...
Delhi**... a nice place to goof around with your life when you got friends. All you have to do is completely ignore the fact that in summers you feel like you are being roasted alive and in winters it is cold enough for you to realize that the only part of yours that has not frozen over are your balls.
Come brethren,embark on this journey with me through space and time, to a place far far away (...about 6500 miles from my current location)...to Delhi, December 2008.
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