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Baddis what do i say, well after being introduced to this website, it is getting better by the day man reading all the experiences here in this portion man i got so so sentimental, little things we used to do in school just ran through my eyes man making me more nostalgic. well the days we used to bunk up to" baddis" now called "willies", ok the experiences we had here was like uncountable because it was like out hangout the guys used to go for town outing then while returning they had to go to "baddis". then on holidays when the guys had nothing to do all we had to say was " baddis jum". it was like going for a pilgrimage, because of the trecherous way (the place where the school used to throw away the garbage) then down the khud side then up the hill, through the bushes, avioding teachers cottages, then finally the main road there again acting like the military looking out for teachers, when the coast was clear man we reached our paradise the favourite food was "fried wai wai", "paratha pouch", "momo", "bun egg", "bun keema" u name it he (welfed da) whould make it for us, then after eating we would write our names in the credit book and this was the time when we really used to have our final laugh before heading back to the monstorous grey building. the look at welfed da's face would be so like man iam losing every thing his face small his eyes like about to cry type and his voice helpless, and that would be our topic when we returned back again through the bushes, the garbage, the hill by the time we would reach school the food we had eated whould have digested making it worthless going all the way there. but it all remains a memory now cant do it again man i miss school the guys every thing god bless the people there and every single"hermonite" By : bada Graduated : 2001 Date : 15/1/2003 10:1 |
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