Its Raining...Once Again...

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Onec again ...Its Raining....every moment which passes, has its own significance in life,some memories associated with it...and these pearls pourin today..also have some memories to cherish on!!!!
I fear if u can feel the same way as a boy from western Rajasthan feels, when it Rains....Its five yrs now when i m missing each and every season at home..no HOLI,no DIWALI ..not even RAKSHA BANDHAN (sawan man bhawan aayo, bahana man main harkhayee..rakhee ri poonam ayee...rakhi ri poonam ayee)...But again its life... :)
Now coming back to Rain....when i was at home...i always waited for rain..i dont know why.. but it always made me feel good(wat abt PAKODAs and GARMAGARAM CHAI .. :) )....
But at Raurkela......where it rains alot....i never had a chance to enjoy Rain....none of my frnds here likes to enjoy my way....their all time fav. job...SLEEPING!!!..GOD!!! i hate this.....One thing which i'll have to admit is that..ya its tough to admit but its the way I feel....I got good friends here ....but good company?????,,,,,A big NO!!!!!...but i think..shayad apani hi koi galati hogi... :)
Now as it is raining...it reminds me of something way back in 2002..in jodhpur....
It was Raining and we all ...me(LEE), ravi(P.DAS), mayank(CHI), swapnil,jitesh,sushil,ramesh bhaiya (as am not able to recall who were there at that time so i m writing all names)...we all were enjoying rain on the roof...Suddenly one of us, came up with an idea ..."what if we make PAKODAs"....waise none of us knew how to make that stuff but ...we all were too enthusiastic to stop.....As me and swapnil knew nothing ...we went to buy all the raw stuff like..besan(i dont know ..wat the hell do you call it in english.. :)),potatos, onions etc,.....
Then it started...most probably P.Das (ravi)..decide to make the stuff...and then mother of all battle began.... :)....sometimes there was more water and less besan and the mixture was too dilute and sometimes just opposite....this all went on untill the whole besan was exhausted and we reached to the conlusion that, "ya this is the perfect mixture..'....we had no choice either..:)
And after all the "MATHAPACCHI ( cumbersome process)" ..we had our PAKODAs ready and it was awsome...really.....and that make that rain special for us...aakhir kabhi to khud se bana kar kuch khaya.... :)
And today, when it is raining i m missing that RAIN...those PAKODAs....that ENTHU.....and above all I M MISSING ALL OF U GUYS .....WE ALL ROCKED TOGETHER......DIL SE!!!!!

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