Have you ever dreamt of that perfect place? With the pristine sands and no sense of pretence attached to it. I did, and finally found it in Gokarna. I fell in love with that darn place through photographs and memory strings of others. (Eh, This could actually become a bollywood story) Anyways, I am going finally! with some other people. People who i feel will never understand Gokarna. But this is'nt about people, its about a love story - Mine and my obsession with a place. I feel good to just have people linger on the borderlines and forget rudimentary life for three days and immerse myself in hash and sand.
I haven't packed. We still dont have a place to rest our drunken selves. Sometimes i wish i was going alone. Sometimes i wish i could meet Bob Dylan outside college. Sometimes i wish i never had to wish.
This trip better kick ass.
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"Sometimes i wish i was going alone. Sometimes i wish i could meet Bob Dylan outside college. Sometimes i wish i never had to wish."
Damn u woman!! so with u on that one!!
I fell in love with that darn place through photographs and memory strings of others. (Eh, This could actually become a bollywood story)
Firstly, the "others" ahem! :P
Secondly, bollywood story eh? so You're the one in the chiffon saree anyways! :P
You actually write well u arse, put more posts already!
The only two people who waste their time here!
@ Su
yeah, so does Sidney Sheldon. (yuck! i just said Sidney Sheldon)
@ par
where is that wall you're sitting on?
@ su (again)
Leave the "others" alone!
That wall is in Coonoor! he he...unlike some very online-scribbled-on walls ;P
chuma self deprecating types... write more
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