As usual sun rise at 6, but not me. My day started at 11. Get out of my bed, cursing the friend who made a false promise that he will wake me up at 10. Yesterdays hang over still ruled me.
Walking towards my brush, i found our newspapers are not sold. I called up my roommates and declared a cleaning day. So eveybody started the cleaning and our poor akka(means elder sister in tamil. Thats what we call our maid) had a hectic day.
The profit got is much bigger. Enough to buy 3 pastes, washing powder and a gas cilinder. Could you guess, what gave the major contribution? We sold beer bottles for 100 bugs. Cost of a beer bottle at the shop is juz one bug. Now you can guess the number of bottles.
Now i feel at home after two years. Its clean clean so clean. I love my home now :)
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