wtf is wrong wid me!!!!!!!!!!!!!

man i have nt written a teeny tiny WORD since i got here....and is this being one of the BEST experiences or WHAt............cant believe i ve written zilch bout my first step outta home...
there s so much to write!!!!!!!!!!!!

this is such a redundant post....but just wanted to console myself n give myself hope that i WILL write.next weekend.
for SURE.
if m not doing something crazy n absofuckinlutely LOVELY like camping in Yosemite............

lol.
i will be back.
muhahahahaha

HUG

The one thing that if done right that brings a sure smile to your heart is a well felt hug.A hug can induce strong feelings of friendship,love and sometimes sadness.

Some hugs though are half baked...normally those received by random people who just know u by name but think its the "in" thing to hug n show affection.But often u end up with your nose in their arm pit coz u re hesitating the whole time that that u re being pulled into an embrace..

Some hugs are plain messy especially with one person sitting down..is it an awkward position or what!

Only a few hugs TOUCH.
My parents' ,best buds' and my Aai's does. Always.

i like!!

No thinking - that comes later. You must write your first draft with your heart. You rewrite with your head. The first key to writing is... to write, not to think! William forrester (Sean connery in Finding Forrester).

Rebecca

Read this book...Rebecca...by....wait a sec...hv to go check..ha..Daphne Du Maurier..
sorry but i ALWAYS forget who the authors are..not very nice of me(nice=standard word used when u can't think of an apt adjective).

After a long time i read a book n even FINISHED it.Otherwise MOST books that i read now-a-days...just cant finish them..not that they re not GOOD enough..but they just aren't what u call page turners.I wont mention these books,not coz i dont want to offend the authors but coz i don't want people who ve gifted/recommended these books wowing never to gift/recomment a book to me.

but this one was really good.Its very descriptive with long drawn details of flowers n english"woods" n "mansions"(we GET it.you guys are RICH!) but once you learn to open your mind n IMAGINE all this the whole book plays in front of your eyes like a movie.(you might have to invent your own images for a LOTTA words..esp the house n stuff)

Other than the main plot(excellent) what i really enjoyed reading was the everyday life of these people..they(the English)had ARMIES of servants man!yea yea...they stole OUR wealth..i know i know..."smirk".

The writing really gives you a feel of the whole place...you can almost SMELL the musty rooms,the million flowers whose scents have descriptions like "spicy n pungent-sweet"..but its TRUE.some flowers DO smell like that.
You get as involved in the book as your daily soap n thats sayin a lot as you dont really SEE the characters n there aint 7 volumes to get to KNOW the characters,unlike Potter(big fan,long live J.K)..

The woman...Rebecca..is a wonderful delightful vamp..you hate her for being perfect n then love her in the end for being so deliciously vile..coz then u can see the heroine(wyho btw has no name.) n the hero walk off into the sunset..not really...there s a twist in the end.Wont tell wont tell.

So go read this book...seemed like i ended up makin a lil fun of the book...but its really "nice".
Go read.

clots n dentures.

Have you noticed that really old ppl look really cute with no teeth n those wide smiles?n pretty often,they re bald..
They look a little alienish with their frail bodies..

noticed yesterday when my grandad-papa- was in the hospital for a minor brain surgery..he hardly had any bandages on and was quite hapily slurping on warm soup in a half sedated state..hehe...
inspite of the room being a hospital room,the atmosphere was nt gloomy at all...
haha n then he wanted Anindya(my cousin) to go wash his dentures coz he wanted to put them on...
-wash someone s else's removable teeth-pleasant thought...haha

he s fine now,its his birthday today actually,79th,n the surgery was apparently his birthday "gift".

Happy birthday papa!glad to see that your right hand has its temporarily-lost firm
bone-crushin grip back!

SUDDEN career changes are scary.

Its been a LOOOOONG time n MUCH has happened since..
I got my first year results...did very well...(modesty is for the GANDHIS of the world)..and got down to my GRE words...
It was'nt an easy task...5000 words that you ve NEVER heard of..sheeeesh.....

ANYWAY..i was sittin on the bed learning my 1026th word..when mom walked in.Its amazing how insanely UNPREDICTABLE these "parents" are...when you expect them to blow their top and tear their(or your) hair out they SOMEHOW love your idea and support you through n through...sometimes even maniacally....
But when u think they ll be overjoyed at you having learnt the 1026th word by HEART they give you a loooong look and say..."whats the USE???" awww COME on....

But i what she said later changed my life...or IS changing my life.
My parents have a lot more faith in me n my capabilities than myself...and hence she said i was not utilizing my QUALITIES doing what i was doing...
and she pointed at a newspaper cutting. "Pilot shortage in India" or something similar...

Now i wanted to be a pilot in school n all but who DOESNT...i know i dun have the gumption to join the Indian Air force...i have a lotta respect for those guys but i really m not capable enough..
and i had vaguely heard somewhere that commercial flying training is VAAARY expensive..and besides...i was doing well academically...never struck me..

Then followed hours of research on the net...talking to people..Mamma going out of the way to help..Daddy giving a quick green signal...as I said....MAJOR decision but this time parents in their usual unpredictable manner were convinced within a week that their little braces wearing book reading daughter had it in her to fly a freakin plane.

And i was convinced.

Suddenly this feeling of NOT doing something i like,something that is worth the effort vanished.My friends will vouch for how i defended BSc but deep inside i felt a little stupid doing it..no offence ppl...i still LOVE science.

And here i am....HAPPY.i WANT to do this thing.i KNOW i ll do well.i KNOW i wont regret this decision 15 years down the line..it just FEELS right.

My admission is done.Visa interview day after....butterflies in my stomach coz i ve heard the consulate ppl are absolute bitches..

so,well,m gonna be a pilot.




AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

go hug your friend today.

Today i cried.Well not very surprising for people who know me.
But today....i cried for a stranger...a preson i never met,never even saw...never interacted with.
i know his sister through a common friend...
he passed away....about a year ago...maybe more..n i came across a community created by everyone who loves him....
just reading everything his friends wrote...the way his sister wrote...really touched my heart...

Everyone seemed to remember distinctly how FULL of life he was...how caring,loving..happy-go-lucky he was...n he was so passionate bout his bike..
n he came to his end on that very bike.
he was an expert biker..did all those crazy stunt thingies...n this time,he was just plain simple riding..slow that too..
u never know what might happen to whom man....so unpredictable...

but his friends...even after all this time....write bout him regularly..talk to him..remember every single detail about him...n that really touched my heart...just could nt hold back tears...

thats when i re-realized how important LIFE is...once its snatched away...u cant do NOTHING about it...
love when u have the chance...hang on to every little detail about every single day...coz u never know...
give every relationship everything you got..go make that call to that long lost friend...to your grandmother....send your parents a short sms..END all arguments with people u love AS SOON AS U CAN...

yes i am paranoid..very scared...coz every single person i love means a hell lot to me...EVERY single individual.
reading those posts about a strangers written by other strangers...touched me so much...dun even wanna think bout it.......

one thing comes to mind...have I touched that many lives??here people remember all these details about him...will I be remembered?will people remember that i loved chinese food the best??that i loved the sea?that i loved ALL of them so much??i wonder.....

love u,LIFE.dont desert anybody half way.
God bless you Maitreya Mahajan.Take care.

we are like that only.

oooh nice songs...oooh nice outfits...oooh nicer locales.....oooooo.....can i hv my money back??

the movie is absofuckinlutely boring n DRAAAAGS on without a story!!
the movie has 2 hour-half songs..lotsa nice clothes on preity,a passable lara..abhishek is just...well....i cant hate him....even tho he aint great at all..but usko allowed.
bobby deol is just wooden wid a mop on his head.

also,the pop corn was chewy n not fresh.

anyway..enough bout that...

its my 20 year old cousins munja...yea...very amusing.
according to me its just a big EATING fest..everywhere everyone just seems to be planning menus...(n its all vegetarian coz its a SACRED ritual n all that jazz....yeeeeesh....)
n guess what...there re RULES bout what to eat...5 kinds o sweets...varan bhaat is ..like..compulsory..n GOD help u if u dont make batatatyachi bhaaji...so its 3 days of wearin pretty clothes n stuffing self wid food.oh yea ...n something bout a thread bein worn....whatever...hehe...
but yea..its kinda fun too...pullin rahul's(the thread-wearer) leg about wearin a' langot'...the usual family chaos..the non stop chatter...love every bit of it.

n in all probability this could be one of my last family functions as a half kid.slowly i seem to be gettin more responsibilities than just distributing supari...hehe...SHUDDER...
so m just gonna enjoy it while it lasts...n let the aunties do all the work..hehe...
We are like that only.right family?
love u family.big hug.

SHWEEEMING

its been a MONTH since i wrote last.tsk tsk...

Anyway...so,as per usual,like every summer....SHWEEEMING happened.
gauri n me had been plannin ever since we got the exam time table n had to start studyin..swimming was the one tiny ray of hope...

exams went on FOREVER n FINALLY we went to the pool..ahem..very excited,wearing costume under clothes etc etc..

n GUESS what.pool was shut for cleaning.this was attempt 1.

attempt 2:WALKED at 10 30 in MAY.quite a long walk (again wearing swimsuit under clothes)n GUESS what.no water in pool.......lol.in retrospect it is slightly funny...hehehehehhe

attempt 3:this time,3 of us went,miss india,The Kid,n myself.(m gonna get beaten up for this)
this time we reached too lete.pool was shut.this time i DINT wera the costume but GOT into it before finding out ppl were just LEAVING the pool n not ENTERING.

attempt 4:
SPLASH!!!!made it.

further swimming adventures will be thought about,edited clean of vulgarity and then posted.

Glossary:
shweeeeming=swimming said in excited childish voice
Miss India=well....hahahaha.its nice ha...chill.

cant....strain...brain...

I am now deeply..heavily..smothered by..INTO..my holidays.
Have even postponed my GRE..
so now my brain SLEEPS......
i cant think of anything "wise"..or even "otherwise"...
lethargy has taken over...
plans of losing weight..getting in shape..trying to fit into size 25 jeans.......all out the window..
tv s never seemed so interesting ever!....i can lie down for hours..in front o the tv...eyes glazed..
watchin..watchin...watchin...

ok...too much brain work..mind-eye-hand-finger co-ordination takes up too much strength..
bye.......sigh.....i love holidays..

days of my one...boring..(sometimes mildly smile inducing).LIFE.

ahem..........last paper today!!!!weeeee!!!n since its a subject my brain can compute in the NUMBED state.....m FREEEEEEE........

so over the last 1-1.5 months i ve been fooled...yelled at....embarrased..surprised....almost died of coffee induced acidity(severe)...gotten dreams bout daddy dear threatenin to kill a certain teacher....n ALL coz o very interestin n entertainin EVENTS.

event 1-All Fools Day.

i KNEW this twerp was gonna try n pull a fast one on me....i KNEW it......n HOW DUMB am i...i still fell for it(she made it sound VERY convincing ,in my defence)
she APPARENTLY broke her arm..runnin down the stairs n fallin.
i bought the story,(yea yea you can hrow whatever u re holdin at the screen....really DENSE o me)
the WHOLE day i kept doubting it n when i asked her i got nicely yelled at n emotionally blackmailed for thinkin she d ever lie bout such a thing.
a certain other LARGE friend was IN the plan.n then they burst into my house in the evening.....after i was done tellin my parents,neighbours,the bai,classmates,a certain deaf grandmom etc bout her BROKEN arm......
yea fine,i was FOOLED.
but now hold ur asses fellas.....revenge will be mine.....sweet sweet revenge.


event 2-exams
not worth writing about......
but the acidity was bad.

event 3-psychotic LIARS!
why do ppl lie...ok wrong question....(i can totally understand certain circumstances)..
WHy do FRIENDS lie to u bout GRAVE LIFE THREATENING illnesses like brain tumors n lung collapse???????
n also bout really teeny tiny trivial issues that are actually NON issues.like gettin a hair cut.BOSS ITS RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!!on ur head!the fluff s lesser than yesterday!!!!agree u weird psycho!

event 4-big giant bikes.
karan got a new bike.its bloody huge!n scary....it is heavy,too high up from the ground...has nowhere to keep the bag,suddenly picks up speed n is OVERALL a risky affair.
sorry i just DONT get it.
hehe.(but secretly i kinda like it.i even posed for pics on it!!(:p)

(this is written a few days later)
now that the holiday feeling is sinking in...gau n me decided to focus on our BIG PLAN of losing weight n gettin fitter..so swim suits were dug up.caps located(the weird silicon ones which dun look like they d even fit your 3 yr old cuz.....)....goggles unfortunately cud nt be found....
n we headed off to an evening of fun n frolic.n yes...exercise in the pool.
thanks to the very affable PMC...every other road is blocked n surly hawaldars very rudely ask u to turn around n go the other way....so gauri had to travel DOUBLE the distance in the HEAT to the pool....
i was already WEARING the swimsuit under my clothes.point to be noted.
n we go...big grins on our faces.......waiting to just jump into the pool....
n its green.with bugs n twigs floating in it.i think i also saw a stray hairball(gag gag)
"we re sorry to inform all the members that pool will remain closed till saturday.sorry for the inconvenience caused"

[Memebers also to note that the pool will close early at 6 pm on saturday because of "birthday party]

lovely no???
we sat n bitched bout fate n gauri mumbled bout some"signs"(ok not mumbled.she was very audible but i tried to ignore that bit.SIGNS?????)the ever optimistic me had to come to the rescue n assure her that there are no SIGNS n that we d come swimmin as soon as its open.
and we SHALL. Amen.


hence the story of the non-swimming popats.
But ONE DAY....ONE DAY we will swim in that cool pool-wid chlorinated water and minor negligible amounts of human pee.ONE DAY.

Its that time of the year again!!!!!!

WOOOOHOOOOO!!summer s here baby!!!!!!
are those raised eyebrows and quizzically upturned lips i see??????well........

see....its hot,the afternoons are BAD...(and in pune,bad is BAD.....incinerating!),the lights go out often....blah blah blah.....

but i LOVE summers(ok.that ac DOES help).basically coz i ve always associated summers with school vacations.....in school May was THE month....all the swimming......hanging around in the building ALL day.....the 'hygienic' baraf-ke-gole made at home....all the jelly....and that time we did nt have the ac.so the coolers......filling water,the smell of WAALA.(its in marathi.some kinda grass u add in the cooler..its a natural coolent)...the family get togethers.....and IF it is a world cup year,then the CRICKET!!!!!!!
man i love those afternoons......with EVERYONE crammed into one room....wid the beer(for the older ppl)and coke n what not........and EVERYONES focus on the screen......wid jubilant shouts and fluent swear words.....aah...those are THE days.......

my vacations have nt really begun..have them till end of april but i can smell the world cup excitement in the air........REALLY lookin forward to picnics on the farm and the cool afternoons.(STRICTLY INDOORS with atleast a fan..)

m not too fussy bout the heat n a fan is fine with me.....so put on a movie...put ur feet up.get that cold limbu paani n CHILL...........

WOOHOO its 40 degrees outside!!!!!!!!hehe.....
enjoy!

EXAMS!!!!!!!!

exams-they have this knack of creeping up on u n suddenly yelling WHAAA!!!!!!!at u from behind the door.
i hv jumped outta my skin once again...just like EVRY YEAR.every 6 months actually.
THIS time its double dose though........triple even!Internals,FINALS and....................the blood sucking GRE..........my boarding pass to my masters course.....which very FOOLISHLY now that i think of it...i ve decided to take THIS YEAR intself.mad.absolutely mad......

PHEW..n plus i am wasting time .online.....doing ABSOLUTELY unnecessary CRAP....hehe........
happy slogging fellow sufferers......

ps-engineers..PLEASE dun go on n on bout how much harder YOUR course is......WE ALL KNOW.no wonder u guys cant keep up with it......n it DOESNT PROVE YOUR INTELLIGENCE.just highlights the fact that u made a wrong choice....u kno what i mean write Gauri?hehe.......

cya ppl...

too much too much....

Oops.........sorry guys that was WAY to sentimental....hehe....but don't really have nething funny/light to post....

bah bah black sheep have u any wool????
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No.Fuck off.



sorry..but i burst out laughin when i read that one....its so unexpected....hehe....

my hero.

I am an only daughter...and being that comes along with the whole package of getting undivided attention,pampering...the works.Whether m spoilt or not...well u decide...dont think i am though..
Anyway..ever since i could recognize his face,his moustache and his voice,my dad's been my hero..my superman..
He is my biggest support,my biggest weapon,my strongest armour,my softest teddy bear.
I like to believe i am just like him..the way i speak,the way i walk the way i think...sometimes i wish i was a boy just so i could be more like him.
I have heard lots about his experiences...his pranks as a kid,his antics as a kid,his heroics as a young man,his struggles as a responsible son,husband and father.But....never from him.I ve only heard about them when he tells his friends,or any other group that he might be entertaining an evening.I ve heard bout them from my mon who was a part of all his journeys...
But never from him,never father to daughter,never dadooli to pillu.
I always sit in on his conversations with his friends,his colleagues...hoping to learn more about him,about the world even....because daddy never has discussions with me.Atleast about intelligent issues.He expects me to excel,his eyes light up when i mention my achievements and i ve also seen the frustration,anger and sadness in his eyes when i fail.But what i really want is for my daddy to tell me one on one.About the world,about himself...not just listen in on conversations with other people.
OUR conversations are more about how i am his lil daughter,about how i am his lil baby...about how I will always listen to him(said jokingly),about how i was when i was a child of 1,2,...7...
But daddy,I am 19 now.Yes,you cherish those memories...i love to hear about them too and i never want that to stop.But i want to be talked to..the way you might hv talked to a son...
You expect me to be intelligent,confident,smart...you want me to be YOU.And i try really hard....you have no idea.
Everything i do,say,think.....is with you in my mind...."would daddy be proud?would daddy do this?was my daddy LIKE this?"
I don't like it when you sometimes call me stupid,or when you complain bout my being WASTED to mamma...I am not.I really am not.I would never do ANYTHING that would put you to shame.EVER.
Recently you have ben working very hard.you ALWAYS have but this time age isnt on your side.I can see that you get tired climbing the stairs....and it breaks my heart....my superhero is aging.Which is why i really want you to stop smoking..to eat right,to not have too many late nights.
But you never listen,maybe because you think i dont understand much....maybe cause you think i am stupid...and i hate that.
I dont just want big hugs and having to constantly tell you that you re my daddy dearest and "mee tujhich".I want discussions,i want you to participate in my GROWING UP-mentally,intellectually....i want you to participate directly....not just through your discussions with other people.
whatver i know today,whatever i think...the way i act...is all because of you....because i WANTED to be like you...and always will.I just wish those lessons had come straight from you to me.
You the best daddy.
Just talk to me.
More often.....bout things i need to know...for my future...
But dont ever stop being my dadooli....cause that would be a bigger loss.
love always,
Babbu.

cooking tips.

Had gauri over yesterday...initial plan was STUDYING.....well....hehe..dint really work out.
Next on the list:coffee.Being the talented cooks that we are,plain ol regular coffee????NAH!!!!
so what makes coffee better?-chocolate.what makes it crunchier?-biscuits!and whats the latest food we hung up on???STRAWBERRIES!!!!

mix mix mix...

conclusion:hahhaha....it SUCKED!!!!was absolutely THROW-IN-BASIN-WORTHY!!!
thank god we dint make more than 3 glasses!!!hehe(sarcasm ppl...sarcasm.)

but it was fun!
check this place again for what NOT to add to coffee.

phrands...part 1

what would i DO without these ppl!!!!!!

Karan
What do i say bout him.he s personally responsible for me being the way i am today.the good parts....he s taught me how to be tolerant.how to be NICE.how to NOT be rude.....basically smoothed my rough edges. There is nt ever a moment when we re together and dont kno what to talk bout.more often then not we re crackin up on jokes NOBODY else gets.These last 4 yrs have been amazing.There re SO many memories....MOST of them very very pleasant.and its so nice to go over them n laugh,smile,sometimes shed a sentimental tear over them.....
We can almost predict what the other is going to say...alost always correctly guess what the other's reaction is goin to be.yet its NEVER boring to be around him.We ve done the craziest things together..seen EVERY movie possible.....sometime collecting every last rupee coin to buy the tickets..roamed all over the city on his faithful dio....he climbed a whole hill and turned up at my place early morning once.only to see my dad standing and yawning in the balcony....hehe..
The number of ACTS i make him do.....from 'stomach is painin' to 'wellingtons' to his crazy dances.....his mimicry.....SO MANY.....and the cutest part is .he never tires of doing them for me....
I can very honestly say i take him for granted.And why should nt i.....and so should he.If there s anyone who s allowed to do that,its him.MY BEST FRIEND.muffin muffin!

Gauri
I f you d met me 6 months earlier and told me i d be writing a blog about you one day.i d have given u the most blank stare EVER.i knew she EXISTED.but never thought we d be this close..ever.EVER!!!!!!!We spend almost the WHOLE day together.talking n yapping non-stop!and then even CHAT online at night!and we never run out of things to say!We almost every time complete each others sentences !The early morning WALKS........the getting-late-for-practicals.....egg noodles at IMDR....and lately.the strawberry milkshakes......its all SO MUCH fun when its with her!!!!!!She gets along with EVERYONE....and not just gets along with them.but manages to become GREAT friends with them too!Dandeli without her..college without her would hv been SO dull!
Her birthday was SO much fun to plan.coz i could just IMAGINE the happiness and glee on her face when she d hv opened the door.opened the gifts.....
Ppl are so used to seeing us together and laughing ALL the time that even if we re quiet for a minute ppl stare and wonder what happened!
Basically we have LOADS o fun together......fastest friend i hv ever made....The best thing bout her is that she doesnt hv a calculative bone in her body...which is SUCH a relief !!!!She s straightforward and often tells me when m going wrong.and i dont mind... Coz she is generally right. She very balanced and also equally CRAZY!!!!!hehe...DOWN POSITION!

lots more friends more to write about.but now sleepy.DOES NOT MEAN the rest are not important.

GRRRRRRR s bday

17th JAN!!!!! Was looking forward to it forr so many DAYS.....coz me n teddy came up with the best midnight birthdat surprise EVER!!!!HOURS spent toiling over the plan really payed off.(actually beeing the genius that i am..ok fine.that WE are.....we planned it in some 22 mins 24 secs flat)

It all hard to work with clockwork precision......well not exactly coz GRRRRR is kinda SLOW on the uptake.haha.ok that was SUICIDAL..........anyway.....
We fixed the idea of a treasure hunt and then someone came up with the idea of making sure she aint at home around 11 30 wid help from big bro sam n then shocking the crap out of her by being INSIDE the house when she enters.......i think it was my idea...hahahahaha.it REALLY was.na teddy???

Anyway.sameer(said big bro) is an ABSOLUTE darling and was more then cooperative.....also very excited.

Then followed a sequence of hidden sms s....geestures behind back.secret phone calls in FRONT of grrr......bout the planning.
We abandoned her one afternoon,making her attend ALONE(felt bad bout that) and went n bought gifts.
She REALLY wanted full sleeved tees so thats what she GOT!!!loads o em...green,brown,white....a white sweater.......YAY!!!!she loved the gifts..
FOCUS SANNA FOCUS..
gettin back to the correct sequence,the day before her birthday grr,karan.teddy n me went to smokin joes where she dint hv a CLUE that teddy n i were secretly gesturing bout the house keys.he suddenly went out pretending to talk on the phone n got the keys from sameer.n told her he met VEDANT shetty.hehehe....

after that it was rush rush rush.
luckily the gifts were ready...

evening teddy was supposed to pick me up at 6 30 from my place and he came at 7!!(after which i got ready)so we were basically late.we went straight to pyramids,bought a cute sweater in 10 mins flat(our timepass took more time)..then met pakshi under her house.she was wearing a SAARi.hehe.......FOCUS SANNA FOCUS.
main point..we were not late basically.met karan ther,went to polka dots for a nice well deserved DINNER ,where i wrote the clues down.......they were so cool man!

anyway...Pakshi forgot the cake at HOME..(yedi) so she n trish went all the way back to get it..we inm the meanwhile gift wrapped the gifts and stuck the clues at karan's place.

Then 11 30 we get the ring from sameer and set off........hurriedly we set up the gifts n all.Karan found some old guitar and miraculously tuned it(it looked broken)
By then we saw them come...........hid.(Pakshi hid under an IMPOSSIBLY small table)

and then they ENTERED n she yelled"whose CHAPPLAAS are these??????????????????"hehehehe........major chaos.........
She was so happy man.all the planning was definately worth it.....really
she was terrible wid the clues.......hehe..but thats allowed since she was SO excited n hyper she dint even READ the complete clue........
must hv said thank u n hugged us some 30 times EACH..

so then later we just had cake....chatted the whole night.......karan played the guitar........good fun basically.

GRRRR....aka sometime Gauri.we love u man.u the craziest person i know and the funnest.....and i dont think i d have taken so much trouble for any other girl's birthday.....(suicidal again if pakshi reads this)hehe........nah lets just say it was all worth it.......

we LOWE YOU!!happy birthday!!

btw did i mention she just turned 18????