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~21st -28th dec..'o6..~
im on a boeing 767 n' as always ..i don't wanna leave!
coming here was a different story in itself..there were friends here i'd thought i'd lost..people mere aquaintances n' one close to a stranger..but iam returnin with friends..lost and found ..and a lot of fond memories..
its amazing but i recognise the city, when its jus a cluster of blinking lights,even before i touch down.
this time round i saw different facets of the city..the mesh of old n' new...intellectualls n' pseudo-intellectuals
performers n' observers..
i was ..am n' guess will always be a stranger but i wasn't made to feel like an outsider...
it's bylanes n' rusty mansions...from cobbled walks to the glittery nights...
walks at the lake n' drives which went on till the road seemed to stretch before us..
the 11 buck coffee at united coffee house to 4oo/- for a shot of vodka...
the strange familiarity...or the ffamiliarity in the strangeness...
im on a boeing 767 n' as always ..i don't wanna leave!
coming here was a different story in itself..there were friends here i'd thought i'd lost..people mere aquaintances n' one close to a stranger..but iam returnin with friends..lost and found ..and a lot of fond memories..
its amazing but i recognise the city, when its jus a cluster of blinking lights,even before i touch down.
this time round i saw different facets of the city..the mesh of old n' new...intellectualls n' pseudo-intellectuals
performers n' observers..
i was ..am n' guess will always be a stranger but i wasn't made to feel like an outsider...
it's bylanes n' rusty mansions...from cobbled walks to the glittery nights...
walks at the lake n' drives which went on till the road seemed to stretch before us..
the 11 buck coffee at united coffee house to 4oo/- for a shot of vodka...
the strange familiarity...or the ffamiliarity in the strangeness...
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