Great. I just reached office - by bike,cos there is some auto/cab strike. The sun was so harsh, i never figured it wd rain. Ayways bothe jackets were missing. Till ghatkopar, it was like a day in may! After that, wen there is no whre to hide, nowhere to run, it poured, for precisely 6 minutes. Drenched, looked back and the sun light reflected on the mirror from the flight landing over ghatkopar, going ahead, no rains near office.
Story of my life, hence the blog name....
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Blog name justified……
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Well i am no stranger to this... I dont even remember how many times my dear rain paid me a visit when i was lease expecting it...When i am on my Bike (Always), when i am wearing my new leather shoes (+ I am on my bike).... Barasti hai ye ghata yu ke bas hume bhiga sake, Poonch nahi sakti to kya hamare aansoo to chupa sake....
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