Bunked classes, divine friends and shared puffs remind me of my two glorious years in dehradun. Dehradun, a place where maggi is in abundance and roads are often embellished with rain. I am craving to live that life once more in order to be certain that, it was not just a beautiful dream, it really happened in my life. There are few things in this mortal world for which no matter how much I crave, won't ever be mine again. Dehradun is one such thing...
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