i hate this .. i hate this i hate this!! i jus rote down d wholeeeeeeeeee thing! da whole thing.. n .. nnn... my system restarted :(
neways... i'll try puttin it again... hmm yea.. smthings jsu happen.. they jus do.... ur on ur bed.. oops.. nai.. i m on my bed... wid a splitting headache... a bad one.. n ur fone rings... nahh.. MY fone rings... hmm n smone asks.... Rajneesh hai?... n there started a silly saga.... read on....
kaun rajneesh... ye rong no. hai.. n i wz jus bout to disconnect.. whn d other voice like.. went.. aise kaise nahi hai.. mere workshop pe aake deke gaye ye no.... ahhh.. there another screwing call.... i asked.. kahanse bolre bhai sahab... Lucknow se... i said.. ye hyderbad ka no. hai... and boom!! thereee... dat fella;s xcitemnt levels jus rose.. high.. hig.. n high... he went like... kyaa? ye sania mirza ka sheher haiiii! hehehe now there i jus started laughing.. n he went on n on bout saia mirza... adn hyderabad.. and.. hyderabad;s links wid lucknow... in da light of history ofcourse..he knew quite sm stuff.. hehe.. now i wz still laughing.. cz he knew.. n i knew.. dat we dint know each other n he jus went on n on.... next.. he told he was a writer..... he rites biographies.. hindi acchi thi.. shudh wali.. he talkd of his work.... thn he was like,,, mein bhejunga aapko apni kitaben... zauru courier karunga... i was still giggling... it seemd soooooo wierd... i cudnt belive sm1 calld all d way frm lucknow.. a rong no. n he went on n on... talkin... heheh.. it was gud though... da fone disconnected three times amidst da conversation... he dint hesitate to call again... jus to say... incase i visit lucknow or nainital... or anywhewre in da north.. i shud let him know.. n dat he wud take care of my stay there... wooo... i shall remember this... always.. hehehe.. hota hai kabhi kabhi..
hey.. dats bout it..
:) ta ta
neways... i'll try puttin it again... hmm yea.. smthings jsu happen.. they jus do.... ur on ur bed.. oops.. nai.. i m on my bed... wid a splitting headache... a bad one.. n ur fone rings... nahh.. MY fone rings... hmm n smone asks.... Rajneesh hai?... n there started a silly saga.... read on....
kaun rajneesh... ye rong no. hai.. n i wz jus bout to disconnect.. whn d other voice like.. went.. aise kaise nahi hai.. mere workshop pe aake deke gaye ye no.... ahhh.. there another screwing call.... i asked.. kahanse bolre bhai sahab... Lucknow se... i said.. ye hyderbad ka no. hai... and boom!! thereee... dat fella;s xcitemnt levels jus rose.. high.. hig.. n high... he went like... kyaa? ye sania mirza ka sheher haiiii! hehehe now there i jus started laughing.. n he went on n on bout saia mirza... adn hyderabad.. and.. hyderabad;s links wid lucknow... in da light of history ofcourse..he knew quite sm stuff.. hehe.. now i wz still laughing.. cz he knew.. n i knew.. dat we dint know each other n he jus went on n on.... next.. he told he was a writer..... he rites biographies.. hindi acchi thi.. shudh wali.. he talkd of his work.... thn he was like,,, mein bhejunga aapko apni kitaben... zauru courier karunga... i was still giggling... it seemd soooooo wierd... i cudnt belive sm1 calld all d way frm lucknow.. a rong no. n he went on n on... talkin... heheh.. it was gud though... da fone disconnected three times amidst da conversation... he dint hesitate to call again... jus to say... incase i visit lucknow or nainital... or anywhewre in da north.. i shud let him know.. n dat he wud take care of my stay there... wooo... i shall remember this... always.. hehehe.. hota hai kabhi kabhi..
hey.. dats bout it..
:) ta ta
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