Where do i begin?
The invention of the phrase (phrase isn't it?) "bitch bastard" that even today brings warmth to my heart, or
This is love
If our hearts are the doors of a temple then what is the key that opens it ? Love !!! Love !! Love !! Love !!
I could just carry on from where u signed off ....
The ticketless train travel from Bikaner to Loharu 'coz we thought it was more important to keep our stomachs happy ... or
Our midnight visits to ANC where the only word that counted was "karara" while the cook tried to figure out whether you were Sai-baba or Jesus Christ (incarnate of course) or
Chacotrying to decode what comps meant while Saiku was trying to figure out why the Time Cigarettes we gave him were always more kick-ass than the ones he bought or
Our nocturnal (and afternoon) visits to Golden Dragon where Hemantji would oblige us with old food, adulterated CDs and a credit that if evaded could put off his plans to buy a car by a couple of years or
The names like "random duckling", "Naamka", "boo...babu" that have stuck to people even today while (luckily) "granny" never got too popular!!
If this isn't love then what is ?