After hours of overnight journey, he came over to celebrate his birthday with us. Before he could overcome the pangs of the exhausting journey, he was dumped. So called birthday batter. Watching him ruined, memories of my 19th birthday came to the forth when after a bout of ruthless trampling and bestial beating, I found myself languishing on the floor, my clothes torn away, but still, lucky enough to save my underpants!
Friends are friends after all, they are unforgettable, just like these college days, for being the best, and the worst at times. And then I feel, its all just a matter of few months, then we become the part of a history, a past. I wish we could live together for life, together celebrate these 'INSANE' birthdays again.
terr main aise 2nd paras recommended nai hain meri taraf se .....
ReplyDeleteIt has come in good times dude...its better to be acquainted with the times to come rather than sudden clouts.
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