25 December 2007

Hurricane Weekend

This weekend was what I call a hurricane weekend. Alcohol reigned supreme and I loved it. I was in the la la land (was??? Guess, I still am). Hmm, so here's what I did.

Friday: It was my colleague, Sd's birthday. He and 5 women decided to party and man, what a party. Sd couldn't stop saying that he felt like a king among 5 women. We headed to a pub/disc (am not sure which category the place fell into). The place was playing all the "love" numbers and we were getting drunk and irritated. After repeated requests the DJ finally plays the hip shaking numbers and whoa we danced, danced like nobody is watching. One of my friends was more concerned about managing my saree rather than dancing.. hee hee, thanx Sh, I Love you. With 7 drinks down, I was high and happy. The party got over at 11 and my friend S had come to pick me up. Poor S, he's somehow always there when I am "high"... We went to CCD after that as I needed a caffeine shot to sober down. The immediate effect of the "sobering down" was that I was hungry. We head for parathas to the good old Moolchand parathawala (ya ya the same one which claims to be Shahrukh's fav paratha joint). Hunger dies once I reach there, so we just had chai. It was midnight then. We walked all the way from Moolchand to Sapna Cinema all in search of an ATM. We didn't find any but it was a nice walk, esp. when we crossed college. Boy, I was nostalgic. Finally took an auto and came back home. S came in too and we hit on a mission of finding all the Mithunda nad Rajnikanth movies in the net. It was hilarious. S decided to go back home at 4:30a.m. All in all, a great Friday.

Saturday: Hardly slept considering that S went at 4:30 and I had to go to work. Office was quite nice. We had Christmas celebrations. A group had come and they sang carols as we joined them. Oh, I decorated the Christmas tree and I must say I did a good job. Carols and cakes and Christmas tree...quite nice. I was scheduled to meet a friend, so headed for Priya after work. (I had the Santa Cap and Snd found it funny. So what, I liked it. Went to the usual place, Opus, and ordered the good old rum and hot water and chicken chatpata and more rum and hot water and chicken wings. My dear friend, St joined us and it was nice. They played good music like "Poets of the Fall", "The Doors", "Divine Comedy", etc. And then, the catastrophe, the Bill. Yea, we discovered that we were short by 1000. I sobered down in seconds. Damn. Rushed to the nearest cash machine, took the money and payed the Bill. Went for a drive after that and then back home.

Sunday: Woke up late as in really late. Convinced (read Bribed) my lazy but sweetest friend R to come to the cafe near my place. I was in a mood to dress up. And, I did dress up, all pretty and feminine. Coffee and conversation.... Perfect. R was as sweet as ever. I just love you. Some time later we were joined by the other sweetheart St. Apparently she had a surprise. And, what a surprise. She had a new guitar. And she sang and as usual was brilliant. Just then, got a message that Soulmate would be playing live at Haze. WE HAD TO GO. But, no money. Somehow managed the cash and went there. They were fantabulous. Tipriti has a great voice. We just had the money to order one beer and one drink. But, lady luck was with us. R met some old friends and they treated us to beer. And then the wonderful announcement "Next drink on the house". We ordered the expensive drinks this time. There was a group of some 40+ men there and I started a conversation with one of them. He was quite surprised that people of our age listened to Janice Joplin. We talked about the chances of a blues festival in Delhi and this and that. I danced with him. It was nice. Great music, great company and great drinks. We left the place at 1:30. R's friends decided to drop us and I was home by 2. A wonderful Sunday.

Monday: Wait a sec, Monday is not a part of the weekend. But, whatever, I had a good time so I shall write about it. St and I were quite stubborn on the fact that we had to go for the midnight mass. So she comes to my place at 10 a.m. with momos and chicken rolls. We hogged on the food and next came the "dressing up" part. Ok, so we were all dressed up and set to go. But we had no money (sigh, thats the usual thing). We dropped the church part as we did not have the money to pay double auto fare. Sigh, again. Rather, Grrr. Yes. So we just went to Opus. yeah, I am quite loyal even when it comes to restaurants and pubs. We enter Opus and tuck!!! the heel of my shoe comes off. I tell you, what luck!!! St and I head for the washroom. We tried fixing it but failed, so just took the other heel off. It was quite fine from then on. We had beer. Finally I went up to the DJ and asked him to play Christmas songs... Jingle bells, Merry Christmas. We danced a bit. The manager treated us all to Plum cake which was yum. We left that place at 12:30 and I was back home by 1. (Thank God, tomorrow is a chutti)...

So, it was one of the "bestest weekends". Man, I wish all my weekends were this great!!!
Wishful thinking... I know...

P.S. Merry Christmas to you all.

4 comments:

Anon said...

:) great blog! loved the descriptions.

all that matters said...

@Kritzmat

Thanks... description???

The New Age Superhero said...

your "good times" are always "Super good".. whatever you say! your 24th birthday seemed interesting and this toh! awesome :)

all that matters said...

@another

I know, but its just that its only once in a while :(