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A letter to “you”

Self pity,disgust and disappointment.

That’s what i’v been loathing in lately. Honestly, I was zonked. Zonked enough not to write about it and writing is my agony aunt. Zonked!!
Every time i shut my eyes it haunts me like a cheap reminder I desperately want to get rid of.
My temples thump to the horrid tune of your words. Misery is taking over my body.

The way you looked at me,that fierce look. Unsettling and intense,like you could read my mind and sense my fears. I know i kept looking away like you were not having an effect on me,like your opinion meant little,like your sarcastic laugh could not knock me down.

It was wrong you kept me in a loop till the very end. We started this together but unlike you, I wanted it to end in the “right way”. I wanted to be with you,so bad. I only realized it much later unfortunately you,sensed my dilemma. Too bad. A double heart is can be a bad thing. Good for you,you knew what you wanted.
You wanted her. I was number two.

After effects haven’t been pretty at all. Desperate pleas turned to disappointments which in turn flowed as tears. Tears of misery. Plain misery.

I’ve been counseled,massively spoken to,taken to a corner for a chat,consoled over the phone. I’ve tried over eating, excessive drinking, mindless cinema. For starters, the experienced were right. Nothing works,NOTHING.
Nothing and nobody can take away what i feel.
The more I’m told, the more I want to stop hearing altogether.

OK..enough now. I’m done. Done the way I’m treating myself. Done the way I feel.
I gave you a good shot.It didn’t work. Lets face it. It wasn’t meant to be.
Like they say,there will be others.

Wait..wait you think I’m a sloppy heartbroken dejected love sick puppy. Don’t you?

Well if you ( the reader) thinks that’s what this is about..SURPRISE..you are wrong.

It’s about my 1st ever rejection at a job interview.(Gotcha!! ;) but boohoo the sentiment is similar.STING. OUCH.

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humph


hatee d new iland..oh sorry REDIFF BLOGS haatteeeee itttt..cnt seem 2 get around..at all..aggrrhh

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OFFICE OFFICE


As a fresh intern in a big bad office,my life has taken a twist. Noisy college corridors are now noisy old office people.As far as i know  an unpaid intern  is actually no better than an “over burdened donkey laden with work.” But my days in the “office” is a mixed bag. There are days when im stuck in the hell hole pulling late nights trying to fight a deadline.Then there are blessed days when i lie about a certain cousin from distant land, traveling all the way to meet me and scram early. There are days when im stuck in office with no work at all( like today) but i need to keep by backside glued to the seat, because well.. i just got to.


And on such mundane days when i have called all my friends & troubled them enough,read the news online,done blog surfing, facebooked,eaten an early lunch n played atleast 100 games, i swore i will play during free time, im back to futility.


In my 5′6 cublicle, my only other entertainment is to check out my office people. This surprisingly has kept me busy for hours. For a floor that houses atleast 50 people there is a lot to see. People going up and down, marketing people sweet talking the clients,editorial people scribbling away, coffee,samosas and patties doing the round. And most importantly my neighbours and thier activities. My cubicle incidently is some where in the middle of the office which has me surrounded by what looks like the whole world. And whats more, its bustling with potential characters who are fun to watch.


Character 1#


“The Boss is always right”–the big B ofcourse,the only one i work with great proximity.overdone eyes.rihanna bob.weird accent.encouraging.intimidating.unpredictable.


pearls of wisedom–


 The first day tip,”knock before you enter!!”


When i insisted i will complete the work on the weekend, she said,” you are learning the wrong thing, they will turn you into a donkey very soon.”


And the one i really liked–” Lets go to KFC for lunch,its on me!”


Character 2#


Love Thy Neighbour (part 1)


The Beer Guzzler


This one is right behind my cubicle. has a 4 letter name (no, its not what u think),quiet,composed,dependable,loves beer,popeye fan.


Famous quotes


” Hi! im Dafy”


“Good Morning!”


“bye!”


err..i did mention he is quiet, dint i?


Character 3#


Love Thy Neighbour–part 2


The GOLD Digger


 sits in front of my cubicle and as the name suggests..he is VOILA! aaaa… nose digger!! besceptaled,lost,confused and ofcourse equipped with a very constructive hobby of cleaning himself in full public view, rolling it into a ball n playing with it. Ok.. iv now lost my appetite.


 famous quotes


 While rolling the ball,”are you asha?” (ABSOLUTLY NOT)


“where were you before this?”(Still rolling)


after i told him im an intern he said,” Oh, well ALL THE BEST!” ( stuck the ball on my desk)


  End Of Conversation-And that, oficiallly is the first and  last time we spoke. And NO im NOT complaining.


Character 4 #


The Office Hunk


on my left, strapping 6 footer, utterly butterly cute(sigh!), spectaled, british accent, mixes music for fun


Famous Quotes


well… none!!


its been weeks of eyeing each other and only that!


Character 5#


The Self Assumed Hunk


Tall, overworked out body : hulk,  menacing looking pointed shoes, jazzy phone, loud AN-RIKAY  EGG-LE-SIAS ringtone, spiky hair.


 often seen–


wearing sunglasses** inside the office


asking for every other girls number


flirting with the receptionist (filmy ishtyle)


laughing like a hyena.


Character 6#


The Office Babe


Tall,anorexic,cute,curly hair,smoky eyes, airhead. missing from the office every 15 mins on a “smoke break.” Insists on a diet coke.  flutters eyes at all male co workers. hasn’t eaten a full meal for over an year. Surprisingly fun to be with.


 heard saying–


at an uptown chinese restaurant, “CAESAR SALAD mangta hai!”


to the peon,” bhaiyaaaa, paaaani la do”


every friday,” where’s the party,yaar!”


 


Character 7#


The Home Body


ok, this one reminds me of a govt school. Come 130 this 30 something man, rolls out a steel tiffin and eats in complete seclusion like it would be a crime to share. Geeky,lanky, mustached,secretive,loner. gives me a feeling that he is being cornered by a school bully.


 noises from his desk–


“Clank” (the steel tiffin opening)


“Clank” (the steel tiffin closing)


“spluttter”, water pouring from the milton bottle into a glass


 


Character 8#


The Creep


balding,old,baggy drunk eyes, sleazy looks


religiously turns around to check out every  females “backside”, when they pass by.


knows all the possible sleazy slurs and noises, by heart.


tops every woman’s, bad guy list


Not Worth Quoting


 


Character 9#


The Unassuming Nerd


baggy jeans, khadi lover,creative,big boned, smells of smoke. The last one to leave and 1st to arrive-dedicated, workoholic,easy to work with,sarcastically funny.


Last heard saying–


“haan, ho jayega.”


“Beedi peene ja raha hoon”


“No problem”


Character 10#


The Indispensible


its easy..without this guy,the whole office would come to a standstill,we would go hungry, the newspapers will never be delivered on time, the printers/xerox machines will stop working, interns like me will have to usher files & coffee and we will have to actually have to walk on our own to feet to fetch water from the cooler.


preeeesennttiiingg—The Most Wanted Guy in Office–SAJJJAN the peon!! tall,dark,swanky fone from the neighbouring black market,jeans upto his neck and browninsh blonde hair,easily the most over worked entity in office.


Never heard saying–


“main ghar ja raha hoon!!”


“bas, bahut ho gaya!”


“aaj aur kaam nahi karoonga!


if there was a poll on the most repeated and popular name in the office..it would he his.


————-x——————————-x————————


 


And i thougth they would make me a donkey.


 

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RECIPIE TO SCREW UP YOUR DAY IN COLLEGE

 



  • Starts by sleeping late
  • wake up late (alarm’s on a holiday)
  • brush teeth in the shower when water runs out
  • tear up u’r  wardrobe coz u can’t find clean pressed clothes when ur fashionably late
  • bad “oily hair day”
  • it rains suddenly when u forgot ur umbrella
  • ur shoe stands  u up coz its not meant for rains
  • reach at 5 past 10 wen da college gate closes at 10
  • take another gate to get inside and find ur ID CARD missing
  • hitch hike till ur building and find out the lift’s out, ur class is on the 4th floor
  • ur crush passes by n notices..  wen ur drenched,ur shoe threatens to split open and when ur were scaling two steps at a time to save time and were looking like an akward ostrich
  • The time table says it is that prof’s class ,who’s assingment is due ,you obviously forgot to put it in ur bag..it doesn’t matter now that,u burned the midnight lamp doing the work because  if which ur late
  • you argue with urself  whether to attend the class or spend 45 glorious mins in the library all alone

         THE TWIST




  •  ur crush is in the library and it looks like he has missed his class too


  • you end up chatting


  • the assingment wasn’t due until the dayafter!

 

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YIIKES..!!

I’ve never ever been to a dentist..NEVER.



Chocolates n dentists go together..u 1st eat loads of chocolates and then u go see the dentist.Im obsessed with chocolates,alright..but i’ve bin lucky enough to give the “DR.” a miss all these years.



Well my luck ran out recently,and i got a date with a dentist.



Although my pearly whites were intact but my wisedom teeth decided otherwise.One of ‘em din’t have space to cum out.



“Your jaw’s not big enough”,he said. and slammed an appointment on me.There was NO way out,u will keep coming back complaining till ur 40..so now is the right time to getit out.



Who,after hearing all the dreadful stuff wouldn’t want to come back ? I want to be happily married with a couple of rugrats and ever holidaying at 40 not yanking my wisedom teeth out. I’s die of embarrasment b4 old age.



So the date was zeroed on and time fixed. I drove down to the hospital on a misty early morning dreading the worst.I was on the verge of bidding farewell to my “battisi”!



I was seated on a complicated chair with stuff poking from everywhere(layman..tch..tch)and eyes flooded with light .They were at least 5 people in the room..interns,other doctors and a big fat guy with a bushy moustach , a nursing assistant i guessed. SURESH his name tag read.



My x-ray hung against light and these people studied it for quite sometime before they finally came to check on me..this wasn’t how  i thought i  would be..after all they just had to yank a tooth out.. they made it look like complicated surgery.



Finally sumbody pricked my gums with anesthesia..my ryt side went numb and it felt like a swollen pumpkin.



The dentist brought with himself what looked like a hammer and a support..i imagined myself being a miserable poor brick being broken into two.



The hammering started..and continued for good 5mins.ADAMENT TOOTH..agrrh..the doc asked his students what was stopping the “gentleman” from coming out.Some enthusiastic fool answered saying something about tissues and a bone..HELLOWW!! i m under the hammer !! it is not good time to play school!!



Well ,the hammer didnt work out so this time they got a drill..trrrrrrrr…that killed me..my feelings were very similar to a nail .



Finally the dumb guy was out..and my mouth was full of blood..my eyes tightly shut.



I heard the doc say,”Suresh,suck her mouth clean”..and then zap he was gone. jeepers creepers!! WHAT!! DID HE JUST SAY??!!!!



I  thanked heavens above and hell below..Suresh stood there with a broad grin and a suction pipe.



Guess what the wisedom tooth took away with it?!

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REASONS WHY IM CHILLI’S FAN #1

Without sounding too cheesy i admit(finally) that after my folks ,1 “person” i truely love is “”CHILLI”".




When people ask me if i’m in love ,i can’t tell them that Im crazy about my dog. They’d think im a cookie.




I can write a book about that mutt of mine but i’ll just show you the tip of the iceberg for now. So here goes..




She’s my personal alarm clock ,my fone ,the cuckoo clock may fail BUT CHILLI doesnt..she wakes me up sharp @ 6..ofcourse she has different reasons.. ;D




She does the best butt shake ever to show excitment.She could wiggle all the way to show biz..Watch out shakira!




As far as wiggling is concerned ..’if snakes had legs.I know what they’d look like’.




I’v never seen anyone as happy as her when she see’s her collar and strap..she knows we are  going out!..err..That is also how i fool her all the way to the bathroom on the “cleaning day”..IT WORKS.. EVERYTIME!!




When she is with her ball it’s hard to tell if she’s 7 yrs or months.




To amuse my dog,we have a collection of balls @home..er..we din’t get it for her ..SHE STOLE IT !...from the kids playing cricket. The one’s we got are retired,dead and safely buried in the lawn. Clearly..She is not a good feilder..”BALLOMANIC”..? YES.




My mom thinks we are rearing a vegetarian dog,i wish she would stop asking me where all the eggs are..




We recently uninstalled the water sprinkler in our garden..Alternatively we bathe chilli and leave her outside.




I doubt if she knows her name yet..(don’t gawk..beleive me)she responds to everthing hummed sweetly..even if it means mumma calling bhaiya.




The dogs tail is as big as her nose but it wags like it’l put pendulam out of bussiness.




Chilli is a very considerate dog. She would never wake us up at odd hours just to do her biznes..instead she just goes and pees on my mom’s over-priced kashmir carpet!




It’s a clever trick but unfortunatly pee carries *odour*.




She looks adorable sleeping in her round basket bed..till about 11..turns into a cheeky lil dog getting off the guestroom bed at 6 in the morning.




Could have been an ostrich in her last life ..loves to hide her face when threatened or scolded..also when in need of heavy petting.



I never take her for a walk,she takes me.




Will never eat food kept in her own plate..thinks its worthwhile to drool in front of us..even if we are eating the same thing!!




IS a vegetable freak..Apparenly it’s not peas and carrots that go together, patatoes to be included ,PLEASE.




Mom complains our kitchen is too small,she has run out of places to hide the patato basket..




Plays fair in life,has had a litter of 6 pups. 3 boys and 3 girls…in 6 different colours!




Is not fond of kids. Once a kid tried to run away with her ball(actually it was his..she stole it)..she nudged his shoulder slightly  with her nose and the kid went flying…It’l be  more specific to mention she was galloping on her top speed.




DOGGIE TRIVIA




1. Was given by NANI to us.




2.Doesn’t like long car drives, to proove threw up on me during one.




3.Her 1st name was Rani,then we named her Chiili,then i thougth it’l be cute to call her “Chilku Rani”.




I also have a dozen different clever names for her,which i will excuse myself from saying. ILAND PPL don’t know im insane..Not Yet.




LOVE STRUCK DOGGIE




Has exclusive taste in men..soo exclusive that she has rejected all dogs of her own size.Insists on dating an ORANGE POM called  Poodle(POODLE??!)




Believe me it’s a bad case of mistaken identity.She looks like a terminator doberwoman walking with a orange ball of cotton.




DOGGIES HALL OF SHAME :(




Has been in a scuffle with a friends dogs with the same name. Probably was mad about stealing names but sadly couldnot defend..it was a group attack.Apparently the other dog was angrier.




DOGGIES HALL OF EMBARRASMENT




Glues herself to the living room when guests are around. Wouldn’t budge if the sky is falling. Turns into a rock..a heavy drool dripping embarrasing rock.




Once escaped like a convict from her room during a high end social..drooled all over the guests and topped it all by a silent pungent fart..prrt.




CRIMINAL DOGGIE




Has a criminal track record.Could be convicted for the murder of 4 innocent squirrels,even after repeated warnings.




But has now changed her way..finds solace in shooing away the birds my mom feeds.




BACK TO THE REASONS




Is not patient enough to pee in one place at once..must decorate the colony with lil puddles.




When catches a “scent” nosedives into any abnormal bush..doesn’t care if i fall off the road when the cutest boy on the block is around.




Has tolerated PAPA trying to talk to her on the phone(weird weird weird) even if it freaks the shit outta her.



Had me “J” during school,never had 2 bother about homeworks,friends or relationships..her busy profile included eating,sleeeeeping,playing,heavy petting and more eating,eating,sleeping and heavy petting.




Accompanies me on the lonely windy nights on the balcony,listening patiently all all my crap.NEVER TALKS BACK.




The world has gone to the dogs..specially ours..would never ever do any antics/tricks without being bribed/tidbits.




Loves  to “play under the bridge”. Meaning: I have to hang my legs(knee down) from the edge of the bed for her to slither under it.Repeat action.Till satisfied.




Has licked my tears(literally) when there was no one to..




Nurtured climbing as a hobby,as a pup climbed over our old 11 yr old dog”s back..has progressed to climbing the dining table to drink up my yogurt.




We stopped blaming the rats when we realised she is still teething.(at 7?!)




Even though a softie at heart,can make her neck hair stand and flash her pearly white canines at unwanted/unknown people.




Dad is the happiest coz he’s sure no boy would ever dare to came to our house when he is not around.




Health conscious dog.Religiosly goes on a fast at least once a week..only to start farting afresh from the other day.




Unlike us doesnt believe in carrying a cell phone.Believes in maintaing close inter peronal relationships with the other dogs by long distant communication after midnight.




_________________________X______________________________




Chilli is my lil baby




she carefree,fun,mischevious,understanding(at times)




fussy,cute and incredibly funny,nasty when she wants




to be.



Anyway all in all CHILKU is a person..a person who talks with her eyes and actions.




My dad says he has 2 daugthers..one of them is 4 legged..lol




SHE”S MY STRESS BUSTER. SHE”S simply..”CHILLISCIOUS”!




 

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DREAMS

 


Ever since Niddy was a child,she was different. She played with invisible friends, sensed the supernatural and attracted them . She did learn to grow and live with it and when she did grow her experiences also grew infrequent except that she still could sense things. Her previous experiences with the dark left her insecure,suspiscious and dependent.




Niddy  and her family frequently shifted houses and places,the nature of her father’s job required them to do so.There’s one house which left her completely unsettled…




Like a very normal teenager, she had a whole room to herself.. It housed her tv,study and bed…but a room is not completly ur’s if u dont sleep there..well so it wasn’t really her room..she would find herself moving out of the room every night unceasingly because she felt “things”,things which were strong enough to disturb her sleep and desert the sleeping area. She normally found her self waking up in her mom’s room or on the couch..even though she wouldn’t remember her transition.Sleep walking ?..possible.. but it all felt like a dream..a dream where she would be walking around her house ..somebody telling her to leave the room and go away..




Soon her board exam appoarched, she suggested an exchange of rooms with her folks.She reasoned out that she would have to study the nights which was not possible in her own room  and the explainatons were made. A deal was struck and exchanges followed. Niddy occupied her parents room and prepared to burn the mid night oil. After a few more unsettling nigths in a different room she asked her dad if he could sleep in her room and watch her over while she studied…the presence of her father was reassuring and made her feel secure..leaving her mother alone in her room.




On one such occasion she was studying particularly late,the clock struck 2 ..she decided to pull the sheets and immediatly fell into deep sleep. The sleep invited a dream..a very clear dream..no cuts no edits.




She was with her mother entrying a familiar old big house..which was in shambles..completly empty, no furniture except a tattered old sofa,the springs were out the upholstry torn and the warnish gone. Instead it had cracks and looked like the house of the termites. The room smelt musty and the webs covered the corners.




Slowly they began inspecting the house.It was one of those bunglows which have a huge living area with the kitchen down and bedrooms upstairs.They checked the kitchen area ..the taps and parts of the slabs was covered in green..exit..



They made way to the bedrooms upstairs..they carefully took the flight of stairs..old ,wooden and creaky..some of them were missing and others rotting. While taking the stairs Niddy was overwhelmed by the familiarity of the place..it looked very much like her own house only some 100 yrs  old.




Niddy and her mother reached the upper floor and starting seeing around ,there were a number of rooms which they started inspecting seperatly. This possibly couldn’t be her own house she thought..her house has 4 bedrooms ..this place definitly had more. She entered in one of the rooms ..the position a of this room was exactly like hers.. 3rd room ,rightside from the hallway..french windows over looking the garden. As she entered,the room grew colder and the everything was black and grey..something told her to stop and return but she continued. She walked up to the window and looked down to see the overgrown garden.




Soft wind blew ..winds carrying whispering voices telling her to leave.. suddenly she felt a  soft tap on her shoulder..so soft it felt as if a feather brushed her ..chills ran down her spine..she could feel the hair at the back of her neck crawl..her heart skipped a beat..she turned around..




A young girl about her own age  hung by the fan..her raven hair covered her face..  her hands and legs hung lifeless and bare with cuts , her frock covered her thighs and fell short of her knees..it was cut in zig zags at the bottom..there was blood between her legs.




Niddy,for some strange reason felt no fright,she was overpowered by the feeling of grief and struggle she sensed. She stared at the apparition for a few seconds.And then as suddenly as it appeared it was gone.Then there was silence ..it was so silent ..she could hear her own breath.




The silence was broken by a shrilling noise she heard across the hallway..Niddy rushed to see what had happened..




Across the hall way she saw her mother being chased by a black shadow..it was just a shadow with no hands or legs vaguely close to a human body. Her mother was running towards Niddy..there was no reaction from the daugther ..she just stood there witnessing the chase..




Suddenly the shadow just zoomed out of the window just before approaching Niddy’s room..




______________________________________X____________________________________




 




 That day Niddy woke up to find her mother in her room.




When asked , her mother told  her about the dream where saw a young girl hanging by the fan. She felt a presence so strong,it forced her to leave the room. Even though she didn’t see or hear anything , it chased her out.



Niddy checked the wall near the window where she thought she saw the shadow dissapear..a picture of Jesus hangs there.

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WHY?

i wonder y i have to be nice all the time..


i mean do i have 2 smile all the time to be accepted n to make other ppl think that m sweet


what if i dont want to , i really cant help my bit*hy days


there r days i want 2 snap n they are recurrent


i hate to be nice n fake ,thats the truth “niceness” doesnt kum naturally to me


if i dont like u i wont fake being nice for sure


 there r days when i meet truely happy smiley sweet ppl


they r liked by everybody they mite breathe fire but Hey! they r “sweet”


i pracice brutal honesty so im bitchy..not cuz i bitched sum1


thay say i got attitude


n what exactly does that mean..well i dont smile at every1 who walks by , n cudnt care less


 so i got attitude


i dont gossip that means i dont mingle with others..i got attitude


i got guy frnz to hang out with cuz v hate gossip


well..m now a man eater with attitude


they wudnt want 2 know i like them as much as my pet dog


ever noticed how wen ppl describe a friend they’d say he/she’s sweet


what do u mean she’s sweet..?


dats  the most boring word ever


its also the safe-est word


and then there r days wen even i got to b “SWEET”


not coz i want to


coz im sick of being judged for the person im not.


 

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AGRHH..

 


 


WHEN I NEED PEACE,


I PICK UP A FIGHT WITH MOTHER

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MEET ME

 







Stuff  that makes me mad







1.       Ill treating animals







2.       small talk







3.       Cribbing







4.       Cramming







5.       throwing garbage everywhere







6.       losing  a long draft after forgetting to save it







7.       men pissing wherever they want..cant the fools wait?..ever seen a woman baring her bo .?!







8.       Wannabee Yo! Dudes







9.       waiting for an order







10.   heat and sweat







11.   DTC bus







12.   Slapstick comedy







13.   Ppl pee-ing in the pool







14.   Prejudice







15.   Crowd







16.   One liners







17.   Chopsticks







18.   "Clean ur room" day







19.   Wet bathroom tiles







20.   Music without soul







 







Stuff I like and  quirks







1.       Dogs







2.       Chocolates







3.       Painting,wiping and re painting nails







4.        Smell of Wet earth,cement,fresh paint,petrol







5.       Well beaten coffee







6.       Retard -pana







7.       Sudoku







8.       Humility







9.       Scrambled eggs with maggi







10.   Dry/sarcastic humour







11.   chivalry







12.   Larger than life attitude







13.   Dipping biscuits in other ppl's tea







14.   Boxer shorts







15.   Scrabble/spellathon






 


16. mountains and trekks







16.   Shy guys







17.   Wit







18.   Guitars







19.   Walking bare foot in the house n on morning dew







20.   Poise n confidence







21.   Day dreaming







22.   Eating  only with a fork or without it







23.   Cartoons(t&j,spongebob,popeye,jughead n garfeild)







24.   Over-sized sweatshirts







25.   Reading  newspapers/magazines back to front







26.   Bean bags n hammocks







27.   Flip-flops and old frayed sneakers







28.   Snoozing







29.   Being super lazy







30.   Being me







 

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