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The key

I found the key finally. As I turned the key inside the lock I wondered if I was ready for it. I just opened the door and stood by it looking inside. I gasped. I slowly walked after the initial excitement died down. There was a layer of dust on everything. The room was just like it was when locked. clothes are heaped in a pile for wash, luggage bags with some clothes inside, newspapers stacked up roughly in one corner, bed unkempt, the computer with its CPU cover off. It was like somebody is living here. Yet there was a layer of dust on everything. It's like somebody left expecting to come back in a few days and never came back. It was spooky and it all came rushing back. I was too scared to touch anything. And then I stumbled on a perfume bottle. Scent. It was the scent of the past, of memories and of what I was once and what I am now. I tolerated an hour. Then I just wanted to leave. I couldn't do what I came for. I had urge to take away the perfume bottle but I resisted. It

And that's how it happened (or didn't)

Choreo Nite It happens every year as part of interhostel lit-soc competitions. And every year it's something that Sharav looks forward to for two reasons. Firstly, we always win either 1st or 2nd. Secondly, the final year team which is allowed to dance on atage just for the heck of it is special since the Sharav delegation comes in sarees. Well well I am in the final year and this is the first time I am to wear a sari in insti. What fun! And so it began. We all decided on the songs, practiced our steps, checked out each others saris and all the accessories that go with it. So the final day came. I wore my sari and someone says its after 3 hours. So I changed, we had dinner and then we all began to dress. Some of got dressed and went up the venue. SOme of us were still on the way. I reached there just when they announced Sharav B team. We asked them to delay it for a while since some of them were on their way still. No one heard us. No one cared. And we danced Some joined in some co

Louuuuuuuu

(to be pronounced exactly the way Paresh Rawal does in Jaane Tu Ya Jaanena) Undoubtedly the lamest tag ever, but I have been tagged n shall tag n take my revenge RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people. I WAS TAGGED BY SAHITHI If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be? Duh! I'd say "Dude I beat you to it" :P If you can have a dream come true, what would it be? To own a house in Venice with an Italian and a swimming pool (not to mention my wings) Whose butt would you like to kick? The person who said my dream would come true What would do with a billion dollars? Would I get a house in Venice, a permanent visa and an