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Friday, September 29, 2006

mera pani kahan hai?

9:42 AM
which, i think, translates to 'where's my water?'

whenever i go home, i look forward to taking wonderous, powerful, hot showers at home, where the water gushes out with high pressure and volume. especially comapared to the insignificant trickle that i get here in hall.

of course, nothing beats puja's notts house shower, which has been christened by dr varaprasad as the pissing shower.

imagine my surprise when i came anticipating another comfy warm and fuzzy shower, and my shower gave me a trickle - more water was coming out of the pipe than the showerhead. it's spoilttt.

WHO HAS BEEN USING MY SHOWER? grrr.

what happened to my water massage? my warm and fuzzy feeling? my post hothot shower outofthis world experience?

all gone!
GONE.

daddy please fix? -wail-

blffft.



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