Walking in liverpool with babita, staying at her home in London, visiting her in Manchester, and our trip to Scotland. Those were the man hours days. The manager would call for people to report to their base. But we had to recollect what had happened. These were the best days of our lives. We were suits. They would call f us Paki, and that was because of my chikar mikar suits. Two litres of wine seemed alright. And we went with Bora and also with Harit to the same place in Edinburgh. Grateful to the tour company for these opportunities. We were in the tourism vertical. And dada at 11:30 in the night when the guy looked for UI medicine on a computerized accounting system it was very scary. But it did work.
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