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Sizzling Six


Okay, so it's been around five years of our knowing each other but lately we have been having kick ass experiences as a gang of six girls. Guys kept coming and going to be a part of the gang but what really stayed on is us, the sizzling six. You might think I'm going a little too much on the self-flattering side by telling 'sizzling', hell, no. The reason being, no matter what we did in the campus (or sometimes what we did not do) was blown out of the proportion and we were praised/blamed/looked upon/looked down upon unconditionally (One does, the rest gets the credit/otherwise by default). Even though we dressed normally, it stood out among the crowd in the not-so-posh-crowd campus. Yeah, like normal girls, we had issues with each other but that mainly was based on other's opinion than our own.But, sooner or later we learn to forgive each other's small and big mistakes. 
             And yeah, talk about the crazy things we have done!  I mean six girls set out for a long drive all the way till the Bangalore International Airport all by ourselves when the whole city( and our parents) was asleep! We danced till we dropped dead at a Club. We went to the Palace Grounds during Navratri (festival) and had an awesome dandia (dance form) night.  And we are a bunch of six mad girls at sleepovers. 
                  We can talk any random rubbish from a topic picked from anywhere, and debate about it, laugh about it. As six, we are strength. We don't need any other company to entertain us. Cheers!


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