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Hm..Days fly!!

Well, I had a terrific Sunday. Played 5 sets of Carom with my cousins and won 2.. :D :D And even though I hadn't played Carom since months, or years rather!! My 13 yr old cousins kept complaining, 'Hey, you are older than us!!'.. Hahah..I told them, 'I didn't play as much as you do' Man, I didn't even own a carom board.. Reminded me of bygone days when we used to play lots of Carom at cousins place. It was all same, except I was old..Same tea, same aged cousins, and Carom, sprinkled with Chachimaa's talcum powder.. Ah, memories..

Time for somethign sick as well..Went to Dunkin' Donuts..my treat.. anywho, everything was perfect, except for the soup, which was cold..Imagine hot n sour soup, served cold.. yuck..got it exchanged..stupid waiter..

Hm, besides that, lets see whats new!! hmm..nothing.. :(
Oh, it'd fun soem years or months, who knows.. down the track..reading these entries.. :d

Saving 'em memories..

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