Your dearest Aarbee has pan stains on a white salwaar and a white dupatta. She did it herself. No expertise in spitting, you know.
Colour sense in creatives’ class makes people say I am orange. The pan stains are orange too.
Wondering what to do now. Nothing beats the joy of sweaty, stinky self after a good session of badminton. Nothing!
Colour sense in creatives’ class makes people say I am orange. The pan stains are orange too.
Wondering what to do now. Nothing beats the joy of sweaty, stinky self after a good session of badminton. Nothing!
And nothing beats the pain of inflammation and ulcers in the mouth either. Forced fasting is what I am doing for the past two days. Sucks.
Sansani khes: while some more desi ilaaj was on in this videshi land, yours truly coughed out some more colourful stuff that she was chewing. The target? This LCD screen through which I pretend to talk to you. It looks a little yellow after an attempt at cleaning now. Wonder if Dell will want to replace it. 
The pain is too unbearable. And it is the beginning of a weekend which has test prep on the agenda. Non-nice thoughts to sleep with. Will see you soon.
Adios!
Fuchsia 