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Okay so I'm going home for a week, big deal, yeah you bet its a much bigger deal than India winning the T20 world cup.
Err! i might have just exaggerated here, can there be anything bigger/better than that. So then its bigger than India winning the Jules Rimet Cup…… Sorry for the pause, I just fell off my sofa laughing… There I digress again. So coming back to the point, I’m going home to celebrate pop’s ka 60th Bada din. Its going to be so much fun with “apne” folks all around. Especially after such a long time in London, with incessant “Thanks” and “Cheers” all around, its going to be wonderful, not to bother about the formalities for once.
Pops and Mom don’t even know I’m gonna be there, Thanks to Big B who has managed to keep it a secret (I assume!!). The expression on both of their faces is going to be absolutely priceless. I don’t know why but I’m reminded of the K3G scene where SRK is returning back.
And how can I forget her. Each rendezvous of ours has been a sweaty, heated affair. I can vividly recall each touch, the taste, the sudden surge to the brain. Every time that I think I should not have a taste, the urge is overwhelming, and this time is gonna be no different either. I just have to have the spicy momo chutney of the atta market.
Hail Noida, Hail Nagpur, Hail India...........