tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625527.post112218281172797816..comments2024-01-18T18:26:38.410+05:30Comments on Of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax: The perfect democratSheetalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09510943066024076305noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625527.post-1122287350457382812005-07-25T15:59:00.000+05:302005-07-25T15:59:00.000+05:30Ohhh, had forgotten Tibetan Brothers and their hon...Ohhh, had forgotten Tibetan Brothers and their honey lemon tea. What a good cuppa that was, not to mention the muffins next door. Wish we could zip back there right now.<BR/>NishAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625527.post-1122212938588243432005-07-24T19:18:00.000+05:302005-07-24T19:18:00.000+05:30My fav has to be the cups of chai and discussions ...My fav has to be the cups of chai and discussions that happened at the main gate of my insti. The tea vendor called as mannu. Who always has a joke to share. And just sipping the tea, which is infact out of the college system but made famous by students since we do not like the taste of the one given inside. A cup of tea and plate pakoda. Ahh how much i miss that place, that life, those friendly/intellectual/tp/cribbings etc conversations at the cup of tea under the giant tree. We used to watch the vehicles pass by and think about what's the whole hurry about in the first place. YES i do miss that place, the ppl and last but not least mannu's cup of chai. !Gaurang Prajapatihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09715818428403865961noreply@blogger.com