tanhayee aksar ye baathen karthey hain....
by god, kya mast bani hai....
after sunita started saying something abt shrimp, my stomach started growling, so i called this chinki restaurant i've been wanting to try in my neighbourhood, but lo! they dont deliver, aisey kaisey....yaar. I cant just pick a kid in between his kung fu panda and his tightly held new bumbabee (transformer) he calls, that he got from his pagal friend. That is just WRONG on so many levels, i thought, so i braced myself....
and opened the refrigerator, scoured around, picked what i needed and zip zap zoom, a lit bit there a little here, i think rachel ray would be kinda proud of me. Jo bhi ho, tasty banee hai meri egg fried rice. What a perfect moment this is? taran at sleep, ghar khali, me, my fave food, i think i'll check out wake up sid and chill, thodey dost hothey tho aur bhi maaza aa jatha, but i do pretty well alone too. maybe i'll check ddlj, here i come shahrukh....sehra saaja ke rakhna, chehra chupa ke rakhna, lene tujhey o gori, ayengey terey ....

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