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my father dutifully neglected to tell my mother that he had given me permission to go to gokarna.. she found out today when i reminded them both that i was leaving tonight.. my mom's ears pick up when she hears the word leaving.'leaving!?' she says. 'no, you don't have to go.' i immediately retort, 'i'm going' i point at my father and say, ' dadda gave me permission haha'. the word trekking somehow enters the conversation. mamma takes one look at me and decides that i don't eat enough to warrant a trek. walk around the block for exercise she says...*roll eyes up*.. so all objections aside, if all goes well i should be gone by tonight.. unfortunately no camera to take with me :(
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