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Read this somewhere...

"Bheegi hui cigarette jal nahi sakti…..
Aur yeh tay hai ki meri maut ki taarikh tal nahi sakti...."

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  1. Middle of Nowhere11 July 2009 at 16:32

    :D
    Sounds like you still have memories of Mumbai Autos ;)

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  2. Dwiti R12 July 2009 at 11:41

    :) Good parallel actually... but not connected..

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