18 till i die..
There was this time when we used to be hopelessly drunk and sing summer of 69 at the top of our voices on tank bund road.. summer of 69u..i bought my first realu six stringu...
do those moments define me? did they shape my personality? i am very sure that they did.. cos after all these years, the summeru of 69u is still bhery bhery closest to me :-)
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