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The Good and the Bad at the moment!

GOOD:1. Coming to kitchen to scribble this.
2. Have enough water to clean the dishes. Thanks to Sneha – she looked after the water filling affair.
3. The Trax – The trip to Nurupadunga petta and Sai temple.
4. The people: Raji, Sreedhar, Dhakshinamurthy, Mahadevan, Santosh, Jani, Sreedhar’s mother, My mother and me.
5. Santosh is back to Hubli.
6. Neighbour Wilsons have changed the house. They have vacated (Should be bad?).
7.At last the cooker screamed! Would the dhal inside be cooked?

BAD:
1. Parvathi – She got hit on the head. Fight with her sibling Bapuji ( dirty fellow)
2. The cable connection cost: Rs.250/- per month. Should fight and reduce. How?
3. So many papers at Office: Madhura Bhavan Paper.
4. The Estimate paper Pitchappa gave. Where is it?
5. Mahanthappas portions.
6.The cooker thing. Pressure not building up. Water oozing out….messing up the butterfly stove.

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