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Saturday afternoon in a quaint town!

Growing up in a big city, I always had my weekends packed with the myriad of mundane that we metropolitan dwellers are acquainted with.
And so, since the time I've shifted to this quaint little town , nestled in the belly of this hot, fire breathing land, the first question I ask of the locals is," What do you do here on weekends?"
... I get a general matter-of-fact shrug and a 'you know ...' look! The answer though remains elusive.
But of course, there's this big beast called google which has intruded all our lives, and so be it the charming countryside or the bustling city centre , we're doing much the same thing. Selling our souls to the internet!

However, on this charming afternoon, following a stirring session with Dr.A, a bunch of us headed down a different path.

A few scrapes and grazes and a little more uphill effort later we were there, atop College Hill!


The view from atop the hill! 



                                                 Ah! Cheers to the friendship!

                                                 
                                                           Conquering the fear!


                                            A quintessential modern hazard! The Selfie!


                                                   
                                                     Sai ! The cutest member of the trek! :)



                                       A moment to ponder , looking down from up there!

                             
                                               That's the whole bunch of us!

                                         
                                           The kings and their scepters after the conquest!

                                   
                                        Celebrating new friendships! :)

                                                            ... And that's how high I jump! ;)

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