Sometimes it feels as if we haven’t really grown up. We are still those bumbling kids who behave like brats when we get angry at our friends. The kuttis and the abbaas are still prevalent, we are still the same, as if the kid inside hasn’t really become an adult. Looks like some of us are role playing being adults, the juvenile streak refuses to die. The only difference, now we have graduated to the virtual world from the real one...

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