CCD, Gomti Nagar, 7:25pm, 3rd of Nov. '08.
Here I am sitting in this joint and typing this blog.
So that day has finally come when I'm the one on the comp rather then being the person staring at someone else working on one. And wondering what on earth would be so important that he had to work in a cafe rather then just sitting back and enjoying his coffee.
So now I know.
Best possible way to kill time while my desktop is being upgraded.
Couple in front of me are discussing their occlusion and what should be the normal place for the lower jaw to rest. God! want to just tell them to shut up! But obviously can't cause they were sweet enough to offer me this seat when the cafe was full. Gasp! the ass just came back from the loo and wiped his hands on the cushion. An English speaking bhaiya- something you only come across in Lucknow. Well on the other hand they are kind of entertaining and I've never seen a guy match a girl word for word........he really can talk. Must be gay.......hmmmmmm. But then why is he holding the cushion in his lap? What is he trying to hide? They both must be somewhere between 20-24. Ah, the girl's brother has come and here they leave in a hurry.
Chalo I'll also leave now. Enough entertainment for the day.
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