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1. JEE counseling brochure
2. Morrison and Boyd
3. Constitution of the Patel Hall
4. Half a bottle of Kahlua
5. Manuscript of two 13 year old poems (written in 97-98)
6. Script of "The Pie and the Tart" and "Me Against Myself"
7. Secretary election funda diary
8. A half written ____-letterish thingy [;)]
9. A bottle of hair oil (yes from those times)
10. Load Runner Quarter Final Result Sheet
11. This photograph


Top-10(+1) things found while cleaning the room.

Comments

  1. i mean..
    why would you put that photo up online? :P

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  2. Gaurav SrivastavaFebruary 26, 2010 1:43 PM

    Total bihari bhaiya waala look hai ... just choti missing hai :)

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  3. koi meri aankho se dekhe...is photo me to mera bhi bachpan chhupa hai... your nostalgia is spreading!!!

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  4. 8th point pe thora roshni dalo

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  5. @bish ... abe i lived online 24x7 like this ... u think the pic wud be the issue for me .. and everyone calling me fat ... i am still better off

    @vikas: pie and the tart was the first proper play i ever did ... in 8th class. "me against myself" is oue 2nd year drams, where i played _that_ character

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  6. @vikas: ooops .. maine tere 8th ko 6th padh liya !! raushni yeh hai ki roshni ke liye to nahi hi tha :P

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  7. Here i stand with two choices ..
    1) either name all the people jinke liye nahi tha
    2) or just name the one it was for. :P

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  8. i chose option 1.

    here's the list jinke liye yeh nahi tha :P
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Living_people

    yo wikipedia ... always to the rescute

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