Rythm nice story. You know, i love to comment hai. Some comments, i hope u won't mind ni hai. I had discovered a cook bhaiya wearing my jeans(HE was the skinny one I swear I wasn?t that fat!!) >>>>>>>>>> Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, r u sure bout this, lemme rephrase it hai. u were in class 9. u don't have to swear, u were not fat, u r not fat:-) the only confusion is the height. was ur cook bhaiya of the same height as u were in class 9. with ur calculation u were around 13 years old in class 9. and that bhaiya at least was 20 +. (head scratching smiley) hajmola hai kisi ke paaaaaas, khaya piya pachaya. hahahahahahaha. (j/k ni hai rythm) and then hang it on hanger>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> hanger ma luga sukaune. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. well as a matter of fact, i still do it. damn its the best thing to do. Ani pant, when in hostel, sandwith it between bed and the matress, Iron lagaunai pardaina. That's a funny shit. bucket, mug, rin soap >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> bucket, mug, rin soap, I still miss doing those shitty things. One I washed my white shirt with rin and it turned blue, but I love that soap. dang...... ur shirt turns light blue so no one sees the white shirt that was turning yellow. Damn. Ani, rin le shirt pani ganaudaina. Rythm should know it better, hostel ma basne haru ko shirt, when its white. Nice story rythm. I am gonna miss it yaar, during the summer. damn.............. harkeDai