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"Hi!! I am Chinmoy. Tune in to hear me talk about all and sundry with a touch of humour seriousness and masala."

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Down The Memory Lane

To Mates and all,

Everything leaves a memory.
A passing moment;
An incident.


As the school becomes a memento
Of My past,
I remember the adventures I had
In its alleys.
Yes I remember the
Reveries I had enjoyed in the class,
The battalions of chalks,
All but not forgotten.
Alive like a flickering but still
Burning candle ,
In a nook of my heart.


Years later as I will
Walk “Down The Memory Lane”.
I will remember my friendships
Forged with beads of incidents
Of Joy, Love, Adventure
And all,
Dusted with time.
And I will sing a melody of my heart,
Remembering the faces that made up
My Childhood…


Adieu, My mates
I will miss you.

-Chinmoy “A Free Bird”








The Tribute

SRK : Yes , to SRK as she is a person I owe a lot.

Thank you girl for helping out this shameless insincere student. Also a need is to mention how you managed to save me from dying of boredom in the classes. She remains till date the smartest (a great IQ), witty girl in my batch and not to forget the easiest to talk to. I will remember the honour of calling her ‘bhabhi’ once.

( P.S.: Your resolution to lead your life according to parents wishes is funny(forgive me) as you are bloody(sorry yet again hehehe) bold.)

Fab 4 : To RD, JK , HK and me with whom I discovered a golden bond of friendship. This is to us , to our adventures , and to our crazy brainwaves. Cheers over Red wine ( see I always preferred this to beer or vodka).
"The Spirit of life" will live on in our hearts.

Bito : Yes, to the man who remained my partner in crime and everything through many school years. This is to the seats we shared ,
jokes ,anecdotes, thoughts, movies and last but not the least answers in the examination. No two men’s school paths have been so interwined.

Anonymous : I will not take their names as they prefer to remain anonymous. But they know who they are. Thank you for all the moments and the smiles we shared.






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  • Blogger Unknown says so:
    February 4, 2009 at 12:57 PM  

    .....hope u take me as one of dose anonymous.... top

  • Blogger Unknown says so:
    February 4, 2009 at 1:01 PM  

    dude dat stuff is surely going 2 stay as a reminiscent of our school days... top

  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    February 5, 2009 at 10:49 AM  

    Blogs mein kuch decency maangta hain, ladkiyon ko akkha khula sexy vexy bolna is not right, that is supposed to be a secret discussion between boys, btw don't worry she is going to be our bhabi one day( coz whoever her husband be, I am going to call him bhaiyya, oops kahi sorry bhai na ho jaye) top

  • Blogger Free Bird says so:
    February 5, 2009 at 12:28 PM  

    well whatever objection u had removed..


    and yeah milan evryone is included(just close ones )
    in anonymous... top

  • Blogger Free Bird says so:
    February 5, 2009 at 12:36 PM  

    and albert u see the traffic in my site...

    YIPPEE!!! top

  • Blogger Unknown says so:
    February 9, 2009 at 6:43 PM  

    i dont noe wat taste u al get in red wine..and vodka in hk's was yuck....bt u noe i alwez prefer beer...remember the fly over incident in bong. wid an Australian with us...if we had been caught..cd wud hav wrtiting this blog inside the prison.... top

  • Blogger Free Bird says so:
    February 9, 2009 at 6:47 PM  

    haha!! yeah i remember. how we managed to evade that damn policeman. he thought maybe we were terrorists damn him. first time in my life i got nervous. if jk had not been there with his sudden brain bulb lighting up we would have been chakki pising in jail. top

  • Blogger Unknown says so:
    February 9, 2009 at 6:51 PM  

    i want to go inside the prison man...i hav heard they give local made liquor for prisoners...so y nt..after 12th boards..lets go dere...and hav sum liquor...we shud taste everythng...
    i remember hk has local in his home...called "chaula"....lets try man.... top

  • Blogger Free Bird says so:
    February 9, 2009 at 6:53 PM  

    bad idea dude...local we can get at baazar. i dont wanna be a prisoner man...maaza nehi ayega.. top

  • Blogger Unknown says so:
    February 9, 2009 at 7:02 PM  

    no..one nyt behind the bars...locals..whole nyt..wow..no sleep..adventure...next mornin..free after interrogation...lets take some opposite dna's.... top