CHEERS !! for good times
Six glasses of beers go up in air for mid air collision and then everybody gets quite for a second or two. Well the party has now officially started and as usual I m the first one to say something. U know in parties like these it is very risky to start the conversation as everybody is busy gulping their drinks and starting a conversation at this point of time is like interrupting a lion during his meal. Back in old days of engineering drinks were regular phenomena. Everybody used to save money for mornings, pockets loaded with money, hands full of cigarettes and some ganja or hashish in secret compartment of the wallet and then waiting for that elite gypsy in front of college khoka, cars gets loaded and heads off to famous spots around colleges.
A lot has changed since then, for start the fairer sex in those times was hard to spot, leave alone the fact that there could have been one in our group, our pockets had loads of money only to provide us drinks, meals were home sponsored, our ride was one modified gypsy which against the capacity of 5 could fit 8 people inside including LPG cylinder. Now we hardly have times for drinks, get together or for that matter even catching up with old friends. So when catching up happens it is all formalities, as now we have company of fairer sex (who are counting our number of pegs), smoking cigarettes is criminal offence in public and suicidal in front of girlfriends, amount of money has disappeared and wallet is loaded with number of credit cards. No space for ganja in wallet and no drinking with unknown friends & Taus(in village every old person is called Tau).
Coming back to party, group of 8 has reduced to 6 with only 3 members from the original packed gypsy and 3 new members (the much talked about fairer sex). Well should I introduce them or you will like to know them yourselves, well I believe second option is better, know them yourselves so that it avoids unnecessary write-ups and if you prefer the first option go and read their facebooks and orkut about me. The gang of six meets two times every year and believe me that’s called some catching up one unique location, tables full of snacks, drinks freely flowing (not literally we end up paying 1000’s of our hard earned money), latest designer wear and jewelry, phunkiest mobiles and best of the cars. It in a way does add to glitter we had in college days.
So I asked my friend how is life abroad in these tough times, with tough times I mean without girlfriend and not economic recession. Its all cool buddy out there, life is easy and fast, we don’t have time even for prayers and morning wishes. Social life is there but only in form of twitter, facebook and all Anyways wats up with sharma and all any word yet. And then I think do I represent all the unfortunate people who are working in india or am I their spokesperson as everybody asks me about their well being.
Well I answered politely he is doing good, with a question in mind that should I ask the same for people of dubai , well they must be doing since he is in India now. You know what buddy there is this place called bhangarh somewhere in rajasthan which is you know haunted, well I m planning lets hit the road and see what the mystery is all about. Vishal promptly said it must be some tourist gimmick or something like it, there is no place as haunted place, neha interrupted no even I have heard about it and u know what govt of india has officially termed it as banned place to visit in the evening. with discussion only some people had already started getting scared and all. Eesha in a very low voice asked everyone lets not talk about it right now I m in a mood to party, mahima joined as well come on guys this is no time to discuss such things , we are meeting after a long lets celebrate it. What the hell man I said to myself and then I raised my voice come on guys this is also celebration it just that we will have company from the outer world as well, laughter breaks out. And later I realized it was only neha who could understand what i meant. Nahin what exactly is your problem Prashant. Somebody is not comfortable discussing such things prahlad said raising his voice so that he could be heard in the entire pub.
Woooo. Somebody felt the insult and understood the joke as well and after all if it is mahima’s concern somebody has to give weight to her concern, unfortunately prahlad is always the somebody. Prahlad and mahima left the table. Vishal was quizzed by neha’s stat and hence asked abruptly what do u mean govt of india has banned the place.
Neha replied I actually read it on google that the place has been officially termed as banned place by govt of india and it happened because whenever govt tried to set up their office in bhangarh to study the place it got thrashed by some evil forces and legend has it that the whole place is cursed by some yogi who wanted bang the princes of the town but was turned down by the princess. In turn yogi just cursed the whole kingdom and the kingdom got vanished overnight. now what is left is destroyed kingdom and people from all over the globe visit the place which is in ruins now. Prahlad and mahima join the table back, they just left for toilet and had to go together for XYZ reason.
esha had to show interest as vishal was catching up the pace and she asked how about visiting that place. Wooowooo woo bull’s eye now we are talking. Seriously dudes lets catch up with zombies and see who shit’s in pants first. To that mahima gave a ugly look. Well blame it on movies or what my mind is always full of shit and I carry loads of it, all the times with me. Meanwhile everybody agreed to go to bhangarh, girls called at their homes to seek last minute permission guys well they had no one to call to. Its not like we guys don’t have families it is just that no one is interested what we are upto leaving asides our bosses. We first had to seek permission from our bosses and rest can be handled. We asked the japani for the bill and he promptly obliged. So off we go to parking to head towards the bhangarh but wait where is everyone I called Prahlad and he was on call with mahima he connected me and everyone was on conferenece guys whats this where is everyone and then what I heard was “kdfjfkgfhfvbfjfhfhgbdfjkghdfgjhdfhjgb” sorry even I could not understand what they said, so I asked again lets all meet up at Mc donalds ground floor. Well the problem was everybody had their own cars and if we want to go to bhangarh we had to go in one car and leave behind five cars in mall itself. nobody wanted to do that. so what do we do with five mean machines, cant leave it in mall for more than 24 hours, cant go back to home as everybody puts up at extreme points of delhi Faridabad. So what could be the safest place where one could park the car. Vishal threw an idea which everybody disagreed to but later on had to agree. U see vishal could be the only person who can give ideas because it was evident that we were going in his Tata safari and hence he had no objection wherever our cars are parked at. Well the idea is to park the cars at police station giving up some wild excuse well that could be one place where one could park cars for free and keep it safe at the same time Now the problem of keeping the cars safe has been solved, there arises a new problem. Safari is a big car but to my luck also has a big music system in it so where does the 6th person fit in. (to be continued.....)
