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KUTI MASIR MARRIAGE...




Hey I was busy as you might have realized I tried many things but couldnt find time...One of mother's Sis got married a few days back...And as you know being a Bengali it was one of the lovliest experiences...It was too good...Meeting every other relative after long gaps actually I was busy wid ICSE before this...It was on the same day as Ab Ash Bash...So a memorable day...The party rocked and the fun cannot be expressed in words.....I Will be shortly sending the video updates but dun have time...And also some unfortunate things in my life..
1.One of friends going through a severe emotional trauma....
2.I screwed up My physics exam...
3. was very happy about chemistry teacher twisting her leg God laughed and now I am limping all over the place....
4.Computer got jacked with MS OFFICE getting corrupt didnt tell anybody ...
5.And a few tit bits here and there...
But still the marriage mood was quite an experience I cant wait to have my own...Hey Jokin I dun Really believe in it...But watever the excitement...frolic and the atmosphere of sheer mellifluity works wonders on spoilt moods.....Any ways I need to get busy once again Kinematics is getting on my nerves I promise to end It by Today so no more blogging I will be Back with more Just keep Waiting....

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