MY LAST SIP, PART-1
MY LAST SIP Part: 1 Tears in every sip It was 24/02/2013 the last day of my college Fest, or even the last attended Fest of our college life. After attending it, we moved to my friend’s room. We were 6 friends sitting in that room, music was very slow lights were off, expecting one small red colour lamp. We were drinking from last 2 hours; I was sitting in the corner of the room by heading towards the other friend. They all were talking, but everything was flying out of my head. Suddenly I asked my friend that “where is my cell phone?” I didn’t got the reply so I asked it for again and this time little louder, then I saw that Mangal was playing game on it; he replied “waits just giving”. I shouted I need to call Raghini so give me that phone; he followed me and gave that to me. I was calling her, but it was not reachable as she has changed the number earlier and even I know this. Wait, wait, wait. . . Let me tell you that I was not drunk because I never do that