After talking to my aunt and seeing off laddu I sat at home for about half an hour to feel at home, my sweet home that I missed for 1 yr 7 months app. From my home I went to Prashanth's house in gandhinagar to collect the pickles I was supposed to carry for him. Then met my undergrad buddies Raghu and Raj whom I met just once in the marriage ceremony of my sister. Only these two were left in the city as the others left for their American dream. We met at my home and rode onto Our Place. We had our dinner as if we were to discuss details that are generally done in the board rooms. IT was like a formal one. Could not go to a dhabha as we were only three and it was far off. mm after such a long gap had a session with these guys. So nice was it to sit with them. Of course missed the company of the others. Since it was not informal and there was a feeling that the party was missing something we thought of meeting the next day. But I could not call them up as I was roaming in the city to collect the parcels of my friends. However that day would be a memorable one as I could do most of the things that I thought of. Going to Chilkur,koti, Laddu's house, meeting aunty, gokul chat, badichowdi, balaji ratanlal, meeting raghu and raj, drinking, dinner at a nice restaurant. There were hell lot of others too but I guess these things make up a part of American dream.