Cutting down to size, Brahmin style
Based on contributions from @sree_ganesh and @saffrontrail
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Girlfriends are like fried rice. Boyfriends are like popcorn
Have you ever had the chance to eat some fried rice?
No, not the kind they serve you at high-class diners and restaurants. The kind of fried rice you get at a small joint almost anywhere in India, which can range between street shops on a trolley with a stove and a regular small hotel. The fried rice there is not classy or memorable. It tastes pretty good, and you’d don’t really have any reason to hate it. That’s about it.
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Apr
The OMR, Darkness, Ghost Walkers and Expandable Villas
30th March 2013 - 6:30 P.M.
After a particularly long drive from Pondicherry, my friend and me decided to take a break and stop over at A2B on the highway near Mahabalipuram. 30 minutes later we were done with the snack and stepped out to find that everything was dark. Twilight was gone and suddenly driving through the ECR in two little bikes, with all the (eternally unaffordable) imported cars with freakishly white headlights steaming in the opposite direction didn’t seem like a particularly good idea. So we made some change in plans…
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