This short story tells of the experiences of the author on a week long trip to see a school in Serrakunda in The Gambia. It is a story of dedication and unswerving devotion, of happiness and personal trauma.
He was dead, right? He couldn't have been because there he stood, in front of me leaning against the tree.
Its just a sub. For the one I really love. And please take it easy on me since I'm posting from my sidekick.
| Updated Nov 20, 2009
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â€œWell, Mr. Juggernaut, for your own safety and our own concern, we cannot discharge you until you have at least one BM, irrespective of your current normal vitals and blood results,â€ Dr. Kumar was apologetic.
â€œI understand,â€ said Juggernaut disappointingly.
This is any email I was writing to my friend when I logged on to my computer to write a story about my very recent break up. I changed the names in the email and decided it was the piece I would post. It is pretty much my feelings...
Samosa is a snack prepared with vegetable curry wrapped in a thin sheet of flour in shape of a traingle and deep fried in vegetable oil. This crispy snack is popular all over India and through out the world with other names.