Long long time ago, when I was not as old as I am now, I was sitting with a couple of my schoolmates and one visiting faculty from college (here, by visiting faculty I don't literally mean so, just so you know). We were talking about life in Delhi and life in Bombay, and the similarities and differences between the two, uh, lives. The conversation soon drifted to being about the different variants of the same abuse in different parts of the country.
I'm not posting this because the creator of this blog is one who can be perfectly described by any one of those above-mentioned variants. Additionally, he is also what can be roughly described in English as genuine leather. Go figure.
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i agree dude... delhi is like a fried egg and bombay is an omlet ...but we are in the end broken eggs on a hot tawa... and also there are hotter women in delhi
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