We are here for something !
Kavi Bro! Could you please give me a ring whenever you came back from office?
Ok Raki i'll but im gonna get late today! Is is o macho?
Another beeb tone.. All ok bro! Just let me know once you back!
Total disaster ! I know that. He may be having some troubles recently that's why he asked me to ring him. Assume this night he is going to bend and confuse my mind with his strange questions.
I packed my bag at about 8.25pm and started my bike. No fancy or sport bike. Just Honda twister with capacity of 110Cc engine which is crying and rumbling when she saw a mountain . It's go like a wheel chair making aound like mopped bike.
Any how when i reached slave island that heavy starving making gru gru sound inside my sstomach. Applied sudden brake and set signals to left and here i am feont of the famous eighty rupees bun kiosk !
No time to waste ! Bro! Give me two chchicken buns!
Ah ok boss. We have beed bun too boss. Wanna tase that?
Ok then, give me one from each!
This kiosk open after 6pm and all items prepared by a malay/Muslim man who is in hs middle forties
This is the place that you can get buns for affordable price. Same bun or burer will three time cost if you gonna buy it from some fancy shop.
However i couldn't stopped by two so i
had to go fir another chiken bun making my count to three!
Suddenly phone started to ring ! Indila ..Dinare dancce!
It is raki.. cancelled the call and send a measage telling that im still at office ad call you back.
Dude you are a master mind! But im at oppsite side from eighty bun kiosk !
Wait what straightened my head and looked left and right.. ok there he is few meters away frim me! And eating somosa!
Ok this is the time! To go the beach side and take some isso wade and have some little chat!
For today this is enough ! This is gonn be a freaking story
im pretty mych sure abouy thay... i'll write after having the chat ... untill then Bye!
Kavi.
