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Celebration means......

A foggy winter evening.
Four friends.
One barsaat.
Eight Samosas.
Four glasses of chai.


Hundred bucks of gas.
A trusted old bike.
Walkman in the pocket.
And a lush green open road, at dawn.


A hostel room.

1.25 a.m
A season of F.R.I.E.N.D.S


3 old friends.
3 separate cities.
3 coffee mugs.
1 internet messenger.


Rain on a hot tin roof.
Pakoras deep-frying.
Friends dropping in.
A party.


You and mom.
A summer night.
A bottle of coconut oil.
A head massage.
Gossiping about absent family members.



Fight & Giggles.


New Clothes.
All Friends.
Building full of lights.
The night of Diwali.


Overnight Train Journey.
Berth full of friends.
2 pack of cards.

A child's laugh, kadi-chaawal, surprise birthdays, aloo ka parantha with curd & butter, a diving catch, under the clouds on a moon-lit night, beach on a winter morning, smiling faces, picking the tab after dinner in a restaurant with mom & dad, her hand in mine, making someone laugh, crying during a movie, doing the thing that scares you the most & the rush afterwards......

The most precious & memorable moments are the simplest & quietest ones.

This was my adaptation of a sweet mail that's going around.

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