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It's that time of the year.... :)

Waiting for 25th December 2009.

Been a year since I fought and snatched tickets from the rowdy telugu crowd in Hyderabad and managed to watch the first-day-second-show of Ghajini.

Been two years since I pestered my lab junior to get tickets for TZP while I was giving a presentation on my research in Pune.

Been three years since I got a chance to be the lucky one to get the last ticket for the preview show of Rang De Basanti.

Been many many years...since this silsila of craziness has been going on....and it will go on forever.

Love of my life (of 20 years) i come. :)


sujaan said…
abhi to bahut time hai
Mayuri said…

I was a little amazed that you would rather go for the first day first show for him rather than come with us for TZP...

but I obeyed instructions like a good girl :P

the promo looks like fun - looking fwd to a good movie! :)
Shazia said…
@ Suzy
Yaar ek saal se wait kar rahe hain...Abhi to sirf ek maheena bacha hai :)

@ Senthil
:) You made me laugh.

Yaad hai humko beta ki humne TZP ka first show akele dekha tha aur tum logon ne second show shaam mein dekha tha... :)
I hope you also remember that it was because of your kindness that my poster got selected for oral presentation in Pune. :) yaad hai?

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