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A place called home?

Amrith & I have zeroed in on one place in Mangalore. It's a flat at Urwa Stores in Golden Empire. A 2-BHK in a 1200 sq.ft area on the 3rd floor. If all goes well, we both have a place for ourselves which we can finally call our own.

The owner comes this Thur and hopefully works on getting the documents required for the sale.

Besides this the only other happening was the BEF Get-together at Pallkhi's Roof Top. Had a pretty good time there with the other BEF's units.

An initial welcome drink and we started with a game of identifying the members of various departments. Each department's members were asked to be seated together. After they completed their identification process, their papers were handed over to another department to be corrected. We (E&R) got HR's sheets and ours was given over to CCD. We ranked second in the game. We also had to speak about the department who's paper we were correcting.

For hungry souls like me the starters that were served from the moment go was a blessing.

After that came another game where we were all shuffled and grouped together based on the animal chit we had got. I was a dog and barking away to identify fellow doggies :D

Once grouped the most handsome dude was asked to represent the group. And represent he did. He was to be dressed up like a lady. My group came second once more :)


Then came the Queen of Sheeba game. The Queen asked for plastic money, longest belt, highest tower and something else which I don't remember. This time my group won :)


This was followed by music, dancing and dinner.


By the end of the evening, there were a lot of smiles, a lot of laughter, happy and content feeling and yeah, thankful surprise of being given a huge mug as a gift. Hope we get to see more such parties at least once in 6 months.

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