Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The Dupatta.

So I was walking out of a building, going towards my hostel, with each step, I was trying to settle the dupatta over my head because the sun was sucking the energy out of me. The wind blows, and just as I look up, cute guy I see, and the godamned dupatta hits my face. I immediately set it right and see him looking at me and he smiles and waves. I smiled and died.

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