So this is where it all starts....

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Sometimes I wonder how I end up in situations like these.













Situations where I'm drenched wet in my salwaar suit, situations where I've grainy sand in my hair. Situations where I'm on a beach with the people I love, with my mother shouting "Ganpati Bappa Morya!" behind me as we run off into the moonlight, holding onto my friends, begging them not to let go.












Let me start again....







































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