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A serene scene fascinating the eye where i found drops dripping down to earth from the hands of a woman.....

..Edapalli Toll.. Half a day wasted on a beautiful Sunday in Edapalli. The heat and the traffic jam, aah i was just enjoying it.... Nothing else could have made my day. So if you are planning to spend some good time in Ekm on weekends. Nah nah nah... not a good decision ppl. 

Well this took place in a bus and while I was getting back home from work. I got in the bus and had to sit near the front door as the rest of the seats were occupied and I wanted to sit by the window(I usually sit near the window). It was around 7.40pm when I boarded the bus. I normally listen to songs with the headsets on, I was adjusting my headphones when a middle aged guy, around his 35’s came and sat near me. He was asking something for which I had to take off the headsets to answer him. The bus started its journey from Ekm Bus Station to Chalakudy. I took my tickets and went back to hearing songs. I had my laptop bag on my lap and there was a separation for the footboard and there was not much space for me to relax my legs. It was a tiresome journey as it takes about 1 hour to reach Edapilli due to traffic blocks. I was listening to my favorite songs when suddenly I felt something on my lap. At first I thought it would be just the bag not in position. Later I felt the same move...

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I found myself idling away a couple of hours at home due to a power outage, reminiscing about the enjoyable moments my friends and I had during our college days. Even though it hasn't been long since I graduated, it's amazing how swiftly life has progressed. I can still vividly recall my first day of college, and now, it's already been three years. We created wonderful memories at NCIT, despite the silly rules, punishments, fines, and so on. When I look back, I can picture myself sitting on those benches with my friends scattered around, laughing, cracking jokes, hugging, tossing paper balls, and engaging in small conflicts that brought us closer. We shared lunch from the same tiffin box, shouted at each other, hung out together, faced punishments together (which we strangely enjoyed), exchanged playful banter, argued with our teachers, and helped each other in countless ways. The list of memories is endless. Tears well up in my eyes when I realize that those days are now...

well i'm sort of new to this bloggin n stuff. 1stly lemme introduce myself, hey guys i'm Karthik Prakasan, son of V.K Prakasan and Remani Prakasan. i'm presently 21 and is a resident of K.K Road, Chalakudy i've just completed my BCA and is looking forward to presume my career as a software developer u'll get to know mor abt me in the comin days i'm kinda thrilled writtin this blog and i'm really sorry if this is not the way of bloggin......... VKP