Three friends,
Three hundred Rupees,
One bike,
A hundred kilometers,
Tonnes of laughter,
All for a
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My school , located in center of the town, A school with typical traditional school architecture for those days, A old british era C shaped building with a prayer hall in center of this C shape and a big playground in front of it with a banyan tree in center. One boundary of this school ground was school prayer hall and rest three were fence surrounded by different stalls of aamkut, botkut, chaat and many more. As soon as I used to hear the Lunch break bell sound, I used to run towards the stall where I can meet you . My first crush, you were from the last stall which had best kala khatta and orange syrup...
Ice crush was the most controversial stall outside the school after complaint from parents to the school but temptations of it could not convince the student to stop visiting that stall.
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वा तो मेरे, ओठ रंगी जावे।
मेरे मन की तपन बुझावे।
अब मोहे याद, सतावे उसकी।
ए सखि साजन? ना सखि चुस्की।
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