The Party

The Dance Floor Is Sore from all the Night's Dancing!!! Alcohol Is averse To us holding it! Tobacco Doesn't want to be cultivated anymore... What A NIGHT/EARLY MORNING

23rd october
09.30pm  : COCKS and MOCKS
10.00 pm : High, on top of Cocks and mocks
11.15 pm : Trying to fit in all the ladies into the safari... cns depression receding... 
11.25 pm : Still Trying to fit all the girls in.... Cns depression Suppressed... not high anymore
11.30 pm : My friend starts the car... the poor guy doesnt even drink... there comes a voice... STOP...i forgot my invitation card
11.35 pm : We Finally move... few girls Shriek, Scream... i turn The Mallu song loud, there are a few warnings exchanged accross the car for the safety of the passengers to shut up!
11.55 pm : Paradise Isle
DANCE, midnight sncak
DANCE
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02:00 am
-------do---------- plus drink
04:00 am
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04:30 am
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Friend afflicted from trauma "nail avulsion"
breakfast
05:30 am
dancing to Tamil songs like " daddy mummy vetum illa"
06:00 am
Sitting on the walkway with my wounded friend looking at the silver water waves "shut up"...still continue with the description of the moon (it was a full moon)...the friend resigns to my constant chatter... relieved that it was cloudy enough to cover all the stars up!!!
06:30 am
first trip back to hostel... people being loaded into the Big Black Safari
07:00 am
in the car... back to hostel
07:40 am
Casualty hearing hilarious stories about how the Ortho PG took my wounded firend's History
08:00 am
Fresh And Honest... wah!
09:00 am
mit food court eating Paranta and Dahi
09:45 am

zzzzZZZZZZZZ......