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And if you need to know more about me, you only have to ask

Banno tagged me, so here goes.


A -Available?

Depends on who is doing the asking.

B-Best friend:
Geet.

C-Cake or Pie?
Ice cream.

D-Drink of choice:
White and red wine, coconut water, coffee, hot chocolate, Chhaas, ganne ka juice

and bottles and bottles of ice water..

E-Essential thing used everyday:
My glasses, deo. and cell.

F-Favourite colour:
Black, red, white. All basics.

G-Gummi bears or worms:
None. Hate the chewy things that stick in my teeth.

H-Hometown:
Belgaum.... Benaras....Bombay......

I guess, Bombay.

I-Indulgence:
Sev-puri from the corner chaat guy. I will follow him to the ends of the earth.

M&B on a lazy Sunday.

J-January or February:
February and march. My time :)

All good things happen to me during this time.

K-Kids and names:
I would name them BRATS if I had them.

L-Life:
K.I.S.S. - Thats my philosophy for life.

M-Marriage date:
The date seems to have missed me.

N-Number of siblings:
Two.

O-Oranges or apples:
Oranges.

P-Phobias:
Roaches, creepy crawlies.

Q-Quote:

Anyone who thinks only sunshine is happiness

has never danced in the rain.

R-Reason to smile:
It increases my face value ;)

S-Season:
Winter ( what little we get in Bombay, I love it)

T-Tag three people:

The Blimp, Jugality, The Original Billi

U-Unknown fact about me:
Again.. who wants to know? The answers depend on that.

V-Vegetable you do not like:
Karela

W-Worst habit:
Procrastination, obstinacy

X-x-rays you have had:
A tooth.

Y-Your favorite food:
Italian. Pizza, pasta, the works!

Z-Zodiac:
Pisces.

Comments

SloganMurugan said…
U: I want to know.

Gopal :)
Quicksilver! said…
Hey Suniti!:)Intresting tag, may I borrow it for my blog, please?
IRIS said…
Why does everyone hate karela so much?

Hey Suniti, came here from Mayuri's blog. I am glad! There's much to read:-)

Shelly

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