Love you junta
Hostel night is still far, yet i think i'll cry tonight.
Why do people in your life have to leave...people you have been with for four years, day and night, people who have been more than a family to you.
They have been there with me in my sorrows in my joys, all through the most formative years of my life.
I toast to you my junta...you are more to me than anybody in the world...i can guarantee you i'll be the one who cries the most...even more than you Dil!
Why do people in your life have to leave...people you have been with for four years, day and night, people who have been more than a family to you.
They have been there with me in my sorrows in my joys, all through the most formative years of my life.
I toast to you my junta...you are more to me than anybody in the world...i can guarantee you i'll be the one who cries the most...even more than you Dil!
posted by night in shining armour at
3/13/2005 08:41:00 pm
2 Comments:
What the hell man!
Senti puts at past 2 in the night!
By
Dheeraj, at March 17, 2005 4:24 pm
Don't worry yaar. We will still meet. It's a small tele-world now.
Yah but you are right on one thing. We will grow very old by the time we meet next. This vigor.. this vitality.. this vibrance.. may not be there anymore. I have already started to worry about it!
By
Dheeraj, at March 17, 2005 4:28 pm
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