High-School Bakchodi
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Before you go any future, Here are few things I would like you to know about me and the story:
1) If you are searching for a pure "literature" story, this is not the place to be.
2) This story is based on my experiences with a bit of "tadka" marke.
3) I am neither a scholar of English, Hindi or any other language, infact I m linguistically handicapped, so don't expect the use high level language in the whole narration.
4) This is basically a story of few high-school kids who experience friendship, love, betrayal and vengeance in mere 3 years.
5) A genuine criticism is always welcomed, you will find every details on this page so contact me anytime you please.
6) This is NOT a Love Story.
Now, if you still wanna go ahead and read this story, then first of all I would like to thank you for that.
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