Monday, April 11, 2005
to think we used to be the best of friends

Dhruvi, Karan and baba Anuj. Dakar Rd, suya at the club, Spot and Surya, diwali masti, throwball, the daily game at no12, eleko beach, bike races in the rain, okada pranks, the apapa club, sleepovers, saturday pool at cheers, Mrs. Punjabi's tuitions, Stanley farms, Diwali Mela, yam chips on Oduduwa, Baba Tony- nawa for that man o, ILS, ball games with the lebanese, badminton tournaments, our first everything, karan learns to drive at age 14 and nearly kills us, surya learns to drive around the same time and gets beaten up by the local malaam, soccer saturdays, cricket sundays, surreptitious meetings on obanta with the ladies, mazda get aways.. I could keep going.
What i would give to relive any one of the above moments, even if it involves getting beaten by that malaam (hausa security man). If my memory serves me correctly, I drove straight into his vendor stall, by accident ofcourse, after which he proceeded to give me the thrashing of my life. Am going to dig out some more pics if I can. yes.
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Post the pic from your passport. Chuya is just a smaller version of Suy. Meghs tells me he was always the good one.
haha...orobo..u dont want to talk abt how u ran like a donkey with a chile stuck up his ass everytime u saw spotty...karan and dhruvs dog....man khai i cannot forget that
Orioda:) to date wen I see baba Ibrahim, the man no go stop lafin o..make spotty rest in peace. also, oloshi, na 1 month I get for this my town. make we catch up soon, I beg! E don tay sha?
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