ONE LAST TOUCH
- July 24, 2018
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- admin_chubbylittlegirl
I touch the wall of the dilapidated building and the paint begins to peel off. The names of the best friends aren’t there anymore. I try to relive the days spent here. Running in the corridors as a kid, sitting on the parapet and gossiping with friends, looking at the boards sometimes with a blank...
The Alumni Meet
- April 07, 2017
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- admin_chubbylittlegirl
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An alumni meet was organized 30 years after their batch graduated. It was an eagerly awaited event.
He was the most excited amongst them to meet his childhood friends. But when he went to the event , he couldn’t meet his friends.
What he met was a bunch of arm chair philosophers...
