A winter evening. Four friends. One barsaat. Four glasses of chai. Celebration means...... Hundred bucks of petrol. A rusty old bike. And an open road. Celebration means...... Maggi noodles Your friends A hostel room. 4.25 a.m. Celebration means...... 3 old friends. 3 separate cities. 3 coffee mugs. 1 internet messenger. Celebration means...... Rain on a hot tin roof. Pakoras deep-frying. Neighbours dropping in. A party. Celebration means...... You and mom. A summer night. A bottle of coconut oil. A head massage. Gossiping about absent family members. You can spend Hundreds on birthdays, Thousands on festivals, Lakhs on weddings, But to celebrate All you have to do is spend your Time with your loved ones. So lets promise to keep in touch with our loved ones........
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