an sms story29

.........
CUMING AND
POKING UR NOSE
AND EARS WITH
SHARP THINGS....HA
HA HE HE HO HO.




she slept.unaware of all the messages that purported to.....what?





Next day:



office.she was waiting to take classes....




Armaan:Celebration
means......
Awinter evening.
Four friends.
One barsaat.
Four glasses of chai.
Celebration means......
Hundred bucks of
petrol.
A rusty old bike.
And an open road.
Celebration
means....
Maggi noodles.
A hostel room
4.25a.m.
Celebration means....
Rain on a hot tin
roof.
Pakoras deep-frying.
Neighbours
dropping in.
A party.
Celebration
means....
You and mom
A summer night.
A bottle of coconut
oil.
A head massage.
Gossiping about
absent family
members.
you can spend
Hundreds on
birthdays.
Thousands on
festivals.
Lakhs on weddings,
but all you have to do is
spend your time
with your loved
ones.
Keep in touch with
your loved ones.



Anna:To love oneself is
the beginning of a
life-long romance-
oscar wilde




Armaan:Hmm...nice. So?
delivered the
correct lecture?




Armaan:AND SORRY ABOUT
Y'DAY NITE. HAHA



Anna:Bhag,jigyes korte
lajja korchhe na?



Armaan:HA HA...DID U SEE
THE MOVIE LAJJA?
KYA YAAR I WAS
ONLY ASKING.AND
EVEN AT 2AM
OPENED IPC FOR U
AND THAT TOO
AFTER HAVING 2
PEGS OF WHISKEY.
JUST TRIED MY BEST
TO FIND UR
ANSWERS.JUST
IMAGINE?AND U
CALL ME STUPID,
BHAG, SILLY MSGS.
ISNT THAT RUDE U
KHEPPI? HA HA HA
      (to be contd.)