Friday, June 22, 2007

Work's been terribly hectic, strangely. In the sense, that it's become quite intense -- and I feel like I'm working for a salary package twice the amount I get. It's as the saying goes: not cool. Perhaps that's a reason why I haven't written much here.
So well where else have I been apart from the matter of fact that I've been working a lot?
Like all good asshole Delhiites, there comes a point in living in the city's miserable life when you go for a pool party. Now when we were kids a 'fun' pool party would be quite very different than how we have them now. The other thing is that although we have living room parties, and keep having them, not all of us have daddy's lovely perfect little home to own pools. So you have friends who have them -- which makes me sound like an asshole, but well, oh anyway.
So there came a Saturday, like all good Saturdays come. Where in the morning I spent a very nice time with Pale Green Eyes, had a hectic afternoon meeting (those one's that leave you craving for a smoke once they're over), and it was time for Champak and the Big Surd (with his hair open, looking as though he was straight out of a Paharganj hotel room after being locked there for a year).
The evening was muggy to begin with, the one's where a nice chilled beer would send you a straight dive brushing against the surface of the pool -- oh it was cool.
Pale Green Eyes failed to come, so it was a bit miserable, and which also meant that one had to be in the best perfect behaviour, which also meant swimming and being a bit away from the crowd. In the pool, let's just say, people get frisky.
They were few faces, and then there were Dr Vaz and pals -- besides someone rolled and someone poured -- and it was quite perfect when you can hear Velvet Underground and Led Zeppelin while you're doing what you're not meant to be doing.
There was a freaky vest wearing Ajay, who was a bit of a if-you-know-what-I-mean. He felt up the Scottish lad well, and which ensured one good reason of how it's not fun when you're basically having fun -- and there was Champak who was sorting out issues with whether the weed girl liked him. Humble PC made sure he drowned and bashed up people -- he even took up a challenge with the built-up dude. Humble sir succeeded in drowning him as well, murders and polite conversations are fun for the gentleman. But he's a nice guy whose basic worry is that his mother doesn't catch him drinking early in the mornings.
It was all settling till one chick started puking all over herself, the weird thing is that this Ajay jumped in the middle and gave her a mouth-to-mouth, in order to revive her. He obviously failed. She had come with absolutely no one, and she couldn't be left alone, plus with Ajay (acting like a nice guy and all concerned) feeling her up a bit more, so he had to be insisted out of the room, where we were then taken.
Things wound up around late, and I swear dear readers, I have not seen someone so struck out of her senses. It was a bit sad, she had to be taken home, and her folks were called.
On our way back, first a few cops stopped us hoping to pinch a bit of a money out of us. Then this auto guy stopped us, asking us if we wanted to pick the whores sitting on his auto. It was a bit surreal with all that being flushed in your mind.


Blogger Trussed Bull on Rickshaw said...

Very surreal indeed! But it must have been fun!

11:44 PM, June 23, 2007  
Blogger Saattvic said...

you lucky bugger you. i wish i had a friend who had a pool. the last time i celebrated ANY party in a pool was on my 8th birthday.


6:41 PM, June 24, 2007  
Blogger Vatsala said...


6:57 PM, June 24, 2007  
Blogger The Dude said...

damn bro, thats one strange party...
maybe ive been outta the delhi party scene too long (though i was never really in it as you know), but its not cool in every sense of the word when you have someone that knackered at a party...
sad really..
well at least you got to unwind some and were witness to an event that makes for a good story!
be cool bro..

12:09 PM, June 28, 2007  
Blogger simmi said...

sounds like a regular night in durban. I love it.I think i will feel safe inviting you into the durban underground...might be slightly different/hardcore considering crime and violence, but I will teach you the in's and out' all merges into a kind of surreal noir tale...i think.

...if I anything I recall is real

2:26 AM, June 29, 2007  
Blogger moonstruck maniac said...

ha ha. damn your luck

7:29 PM, June 30, 2007  
Blogger manoj joshi said...

I thought the guy with the pale green eyes is your uncle!! They guy who is the lawyer !!

8:12 PM, July 27, 2007  

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