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“Kyaa be kyon has rahe ho” Champak asked
“Saale tu sudheraga nahi na” said Haddi
Champak looked at Haddi for a moment and then smiled
back like a child caught while doing a mischief.
“Hehe… are yaar bore ho raha tha. Socha yehi kar liya
jaye”
”Aage kyaa socha hai??” asked Haddi.
“Kuchh nahi yaar bas ek-do din aur timepaas karoonga.
Isse jyada kyaa ho sakta hai” replied Champak.
Haddi gave him a wicked smile. Apparently some big
plan had brew up in his mind.
“Bahut kuchh ho sakta hai. Tum bas jaisa main kahoon
waisa karte chalo. I will help you with this. Yahan tel
mat machana”
Meanwhile Axle was busy indulging in his addiction. He
was deep into trying a brand new hack method. He had
succeeded in sniffing the network traffic of the Girl’s
hostel and by doing so he now had the passwords of
around 30 email accounts. He was rejoicing his moment
of victory by reading the emails present in the various
hacked accounts. Apparently what he read was
extremely entertaining as he laughed uncontrollably for
quiet sometime as he read the emails. His laughter was
extremely loud and compelled Vodka to close the
window of his room as it was interfering the
conversation with his girlfriend. The conversation was
more of a fight as his girlfriend was not too happy about
him cutting his time on the cellphone. Whatever time he
spent talking to her these days was not too pleasant.
But Vodka was hell bent on not giving up and so far his
determination was paying out well. Vodka was facing
what they called the blues of distance relationship. His
girlfriend was a neighbor whom he had met during the
last winter vacation. After 10 days of a superfast love