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Once upon a time...


An accidental peep into the past.

Stumbled upon some pictures and videos which remained hidden in a magic folder.

The female-dominated corner of that floor of that building.

Women, all of them with their own idiosyncrasies.

Memories of bonding, arguments and some fights.

The 'lone' male amongst us. Sometimes pampered, sometimes kicked the most.

Parties. Cake-cutting and smearing.

The pranks. The tough to untie 'PFK' bond (shown in the picture above).

The noise (some more high-pitched than the others) and the running around.

That new-year party which was followed by an animated conversation.

Conversation about 'injecting mosquito-gut into humans to make them immune to malaria'.

Conversation about who is more scared of the lab-senior lady.

Secretly shot videos which got lost in the 320GB disk space, clicked open those old times.

The lab that was... in year 2005.

Comments

Princess Fiona said…
aww... i had completely forgotten abt that "PFK bond"! :D
and yes, the new yr's eve was awesome. i have those videos too. And they are HILARIOUS! :D

Thanks for putting this up, shazia. :)
09 October, 2009 20:04
Shazia said…
I saw all the videos 2 days back and started missing Pavi, Myoori, Binny and you. :(
09 October, 2009 20:26
Koffee beanzz said…
how cud u scoop me again! U will get my reply in my next blog post! But, ya..like how I share the PFK bond with MM, I share the judwa bond with u..which is why we keep scooping each other..always!!
09 October, 2009 20:34
Unknown said…
aww stabi... *hugs*

I miss you too.. I saw your comment on Lepto's photo.. (about how you could imagine my question mark expression) and I smiled to myself.

Hope you have been good dear. I miss 2005/6/7 too.

sigh.
28 October, 2009 06:52
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