I miss you miss you da!
There are streets I walked,
Malls I loafed, people I talked.
Now, whenever to Bangalore my thoughts wander,
It's invariably to you they meander!
Fried Piece Chicken Briyani,
Andhra Mess without a board,
Domlur.
polemic critiques - erratic mumblings - crazy mentations - boisterous merriment - broken heart - silent sighs - midnight trysts - joie de vivre - bared soul - c'mon tiger - footprints on sand - mountains to climb - monuments to build - everything under the sun, and the shade as well....
There are streets I walked,
Malls I loafed, people I talked.
Now, whenever to Bangalore my thoughts wander,
It's invariably to you they meander!
Fried Piece Chicken Briyani,
Andhra Mess without a board,
Domlur.
2 wisecracks:
Please! Domlur no Bangalore and all. That separate this separate.
But Andhra mess, yes....idlis also nice.
The grass on the other side is always greener!! I still miss the college lemon rice and piping hot lunch that I cursed so much when it was all mine!! Life is like that ;-)
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