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Last night , Dee and I decided to do a take out order , that is to say , while he lazed on the coach watching NFL updates, I went to pick up the order.It was 7ish, the local desi radio channel had people come on air and sing old hindi film songs. So it basically sounded like this: *Kishore Kumar's voice* "Sagar Kinaare.. dil ye.." "Mann ye bole? pukare?.. lalala kare!!"
Anyway , so despite the intermittent cacophony , it had been a very long time since I had listened to old hindi film songs, and the drive felt good. It felt like old times.I was driving a red car , doing my own thing, listening to good familiar music and basically had nothing pressing to do.
And oh , I had planned a treasure hunt for Dee on his birthday, more on it in the next post!
PS: Hello again. :)
Anyway , so despite the intermittent cacophony , it had been a very long time since I had listened to old hindi film songs, and the drive felt good. It felt like old times.I was driving a red car , doing my own thing, listening to good familiar music and basically had nothing pressing to do.
And oh , I had planned a treasure hunt for Dee on his birthday, more on it in the next post!
PS: Hello again. :)
