Well, hi guys. since a long time since i posted my last post. You know, same teachers for us and secondary students, so a lot of pressure on us due to time allotment. This ultimately resulted in no time for blogs. Really, this phrase hurts me a lot. Happy thing of the week is, I got first prize in IMCTF oratory yesterday. Won a cash award of Rs 1000. am so happy! just as I took the notes and opened the file, I received a call from my English teacher, saying that I've got my finals on children yoga festival's oratory, and I've got the finals n Monday. So, I suppose, its time for work again. So let's go rockin' workin'
Edit 1 : This is something I wrote a long time ago. repurposing for entertainment purposes. any harm thus caused isn't intentional; it happens to be a byproduct. Nobody knows how old BK Uncle is. Some say he's 60; some say he's awaiting his 80th birthday next month. He's been around for a long time. "Long time" might not seem so long, but for this young flat, it feels like an eternity. Old BK seemed nice; he'd converse with anyone he encountered. The four W's never mattered until they came out of him. People got used to his habits, like any obedient student would in an assembly. Well, most people. My interactions with BK Uncle have been quite amusing on my end and irritating on his. Incidentally, most of my interactions with BK Uncle happen on Saturdays. Probably because that's when I'm home, and I take a stroll in the lobby. Not so long ago, I'd play with my friends in the same lobby—it didn't matter what day of the week it was. Times...
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