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Hello blog readers!

Greetings from Delhi. Taking over from Zainab for this blog post, I am proud to bring you an expose ooooooon....!

7 THINGS WE DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT FATHIMATHU ZAINABUUU!!!

1. She loves grophers. You'd think a shopping outlet of Reliance fresh half a kilometre away would suffice for the emergency purpose of Tropicana orange juice. But no. It is not as satisfying unless you place an order with grophers to have it delivered to your doorstep two days after placing the order.

2. She's got a thing of artefacts of ye old, regardless of how pointless they are. Ever since we've got here, it's been red fort this or taj mahal there. Alright, they may not be as pointless as I think they are (yes, they are symbols of our magnificent culture and history la-de-da)but let's be honest. We all know that the best we tend to make of these trips is an infinite collection of future whatsapp and fb dps, meant to be poignantly and strategically uploaded from time to time so you can convince the next person that your life is AMAAAAAZING. Not entirely untrue, admit it,

3. She is a hindi serial and bollywood aficionado - so much so that, she became fluent in speaking hindi with no lessons apart from the basic, but limited introductory courses that was compulsory in the CBSE syllabus. The difference? Coming from the same educational background, most of my conversations with auto drivers involving staring at her face blankly for her eventual translation intervention.

4.  Regardless of how many things she has been given to organise, her back pack/handbag will always, always be a mess that she alone is best capable of navigating through. Like tissue clouds raining down sanitiser on baby soap lotion amidst a crowd of books and pens kind of mess. It's very, very clean. But always unorganised.

5. She has got insane allergies. More importantly, at least once, she forgot about her allergies and nearly killed herself eating prawn. Even more importantly, she has atleast once, deliberately ignored her allergies and almost killed herself eating a watermelon.  Brave, brave girl that she is.

6. The more flustered she gets, the more interesting her maxims become. What their true interpretations are, only the wise can tell. Like, which ordinary person would know why "shoes are standing behind a cupboard like mice" and how the "ice cream stares back"? They are so good, they have been documented by witnesses. We have one short story. With time, we will have a saga.

7. She snores. Full disclosure: she snored only last night, and I could not sleep.


Alright. Buh bye then!

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  1. Omg too good... gopika or meera?

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  2. Omg too good... gopika or meera?

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  3. ������ my goodness !!! ������������ I am gonna change all my passwords..and I am never leaving my phone anywhere near you guys. I can't believe it I saw it when both of you were sleeping. Otherwise I would have killed you ������

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