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Not in Hindi ever again! Promise...


After my first (and last) disastrous attempt at writing in Hindi, I solemnly swear on my blog never to repeat the mistake!

It’s amazing how many laughs (not counting swears) I received over it. To those who laughed, fuck you bitches... and to those who swore, ditto!

I get it people, I won’t bother again. In order to make it up to my mates (who felt tortured just reading it), here’s something me and my cousin were working on yesterday. Unfortunately, this one is heavier on music than lyrics. I’m hopeless with notes, else would’ve provided that for the music readers. However, I can help with the fact that the music is very 80’s style, heavier on the keyboard than guitar.

This one is to all my friends. I won’t name them (if I forget anyone, I’ll be in shit trouble). And please consider this a big THANK YOU to all those lovely people who always paid my tab for I’m forever broke!

I know it isn’t much; we are still working on it. Should there be any "better" developments made to it, I’ll post that as well. Till then, imagine what this would sound like!

A walk by the beach, be it all alone
Shisha with friends, bill being torn
These are the days I miss the most!
Are these the days you miss the most?

Money I stole from mums purse
Classes I bunked & incomplete notes
These are the days I miss the most!
Are these the days you miss the most?

Trips to the park, games we played
Trips to the zoo, animals we fed
These are the days I miss the most!
Are these the days you miss the most?

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