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leavin on a jet plane...



@hey guys, drop me a mail for an invite to the travel blog; ghosting india.
Mail: humanuniverse @ gmail.com
Thx.

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Ghost Particle said…
eta...3.5hrs im damn happy.
PUNITHAN SHAN said…
have a nice journey bro
PUNITHAN SHAN said…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Veens said…
it si yur happy birthday :D

Have a good jouney and great birthday -day :P
Kavi said…
Landed..? Let me know..
tulipspeaks said…
oi oi.. :-)

take care okie?



ammu.
d gypsy! said…
u have my mail...

so do invite me... and happy brthday...
Miladysa said…
Happy Birthday Ghosty X

Safe journey.

Please invite me - you have my email address.
Jason said…
Have fun, bro.
Share some pictures later.
tulipspeaks said…
i got no one to flirt with :(

*sob sob


ammu.
Ghost Particle said…
[puni] thanks bro. hope to c here soon if u can. wish u a great birthday today. you know, we are one day apart...must celebrate together one day :) hugs and have a safe journey back to PD soon.

[veens] yes it is :p 28th. hehehe...thank you and thank you :)

[kavi] yes sir, and thanks for the call. it was nice talking to you. :) thanks for the wishes too.

[ammu] ok ok :P

[neha] i will, need to get my connection stable...hehehe...havent updated the blog yet. soon to be.

[milady] thanks so much milady. :) will invite you soon once i get a stable connection. hugs.

[jason] thanks so much bro. will update soon :):):)

[ammu] oi! crazy ah.
Leni Qinan said…
Heeey! Happy birthday Ghosty! (sorry for being late, real busy, but i still hope you had a very nice day!
Ghost Particle said…
[leni] :) nothing is late... :) hugs and thank you. i did have a good time, in a new place :)

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