The stink was getting unbearable.
That struggle to find his space in this world.
He could feel something trickle down his spine.
A pack of rats, that moved in perfectly synchronized motion.
What wrong had he done to be in this mess?
If only he had listened to Riya.
“Never miss the 9:28 am local”
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An optimist.
MBA (Something i never thought i will do in life), Computer Science Engineer (I wanted to do this yes :P).
Current passion: Salsa, Ballroom dancing, Guitar and photography. Passionate about cricket, really passionate :P. Love creating cartoon sketches when idle (i posted one here)
Have a view on relationships, like to say things through poetry at times, at times through photos.
This blog is an attempt to silently express, things that matter to me.
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Eeuwww…Rofl!!!
This was disgustingly awesome!
confession of a mumbaiite
This is horrifying!! trains in India are like that…
Dunno about all richa but, atleast the general compartment in mumbai local is..i have found first class of ladies empty most times (i’m jealous
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Haha ew. Though I haven’t quite experienced that in Bombay, I have experienced rush hour elsewhere – - and they’re all pretty similar. I’d rather get home one hour later, or leave earlier just to avoid rush-hour travel, lol.
hehe smart archana…what if you are at work and dont have a choice
super cool
enjoyed reading it.
thanx for ur visit
welcome to the blog preetilata..see you around..thanks for the comment
yuck!!
yuck!!
bebu there’s some thing for u on my blog! pay me a visit..:)
uhh that is like soo sweet
Yuck! Tell me bout it!
come on ladies first class is decent still