The farewell went very well.. met lots of friends... n stuff.A couple of memorable performances ... a song by cinoey and a kavitha(poem) in malayalam by hari, in particular, stole the show.But I was a bit tense coz Id to leave by 9pm and the schedule was a bit tight.In the end Id to rush my dinner before I ran out of Muthoot Plaza, into a waiting car, dad in the driver's seat.
The journey back was a bit strange.I felt like writing a poem, but its quite difficult to write a poem in a moving bus, especially if u dont have a pen.Anyway the poem flowed smoothly in my mind, memories of the party which just finished remaining fresh.
This is of course a verry belated post, but the memory of the event does, and I am sure will, remain as fresh as it did on that wonderful night.
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