Gup-shup

It's not like the old days when Bharat and Sanjay and Madhu and Ding-Dong Surdi and Honky Shah would come every morning and we would all go through the day's gup shup.

It takes an afternoon or two for the locals to know you are back so that they can drop in for some gup-shup.

When not in classes the Bookers Park was my den. As the name, it was a park within the campus for those who preferred to read peacefully without being monitored as in the library. Note sharing, discussions and even occasional gup-shups took place here.