Shaan Haider
It was the month of October in 2003. I was in the Library of AMU, Aligarh, Preparing for my 2nd Sessional Test of 12th, Commerce. He was there preparing for his Sessional Test, 12th Science. Looking at him, I thought to get some inspiration for studies as I thought he is very studious guy.
It was the last time I went to the Library, and months later, I met him at the hostel canteen, I found that He wasn’t actually the Library kind of guy and it was his last time too.

It didn’t take much longer to become friends as we shared some common interests, Music, Bikes and Girls, well girls is between every single guy on earth, and my Hostel was little above the average. (Read Here About My Love Story).

Anyways, it took me very less time to know that he is so passionate about music that he actually eats, sleeps and dreams it.
He is WikiPedia of Music, he is more reliable than Google Search, when it comes to music, just tell him the a part of the lyrics or tuning of any song and he will tell you everything about that song (Has been Proved). Shaan Haider is a very popular name in The Muzic World, because he blogs at it.
He is the super coolest guy I have ever met. He is So Kool, that if you handshake with him, your semen stimulation will increase by 33% (you will know why if you are good at biology) I like everything about him, his style, sense of humour everything. I am not saying he an angel , but he is a good human being.

Ok, now that I am writing so many good things about him, don’t think He is sleeping with me or something. He is a wonderful friend. And has a lot of girlfriends (now that’s a Lie, he is still single)
Check out his blog ShaanHaider.Com.
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Thanks a lot for this bro. . . . You really made me recall all those moments again
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Thanks for article. Everytime like to read you.
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