Like i told you last time, i was doing my best to have as much fun as i possibly can with as many people as is possible.. I had gone bowling and played football, both on the comp and on the street, with a few friends... i had a crazy football watching experience, most of which involved more vegetables and air conditioners than actual football and a funny visit to a mall with another group of buddies and promised you I'd let you in on more at a later time.
That time is now.
The day after the escapade to the mall (which was incidentally most of our first ride on the new low-floor buses running in Delhi), I had plans to meet up with my friends from DPS VK. I was lured into meeting up with these people, most of whom were really just acquaintances, and a couple of new faces, by a set-up plan between my friends Surabhi and Neelesh, who very cleverly, asked me to reach Essex farms, a place we'd hung out a few times prior (and had a couple of the best days of my life) and a game of bowling was on the cards. However, when i did reach after an hour in an auto, thanks to the ever increasing and ever-slowing Delhi traffic, i was told by Neelesh (who was waiting with a dipsite, Poorak, at essex) that the plan had changed and that we were now headed to somewhere we never heard of in Vasant Kunj (which was familiar territory for the dipsites since well, it was where they went for school... And they went FOR school but landed up elsewhere... ask any kid now and the story stays the same!)
As we sat in the auto, making conversation out of nothingness, Neelesh finally called up Nandini (the other person i hadn't met prior to this day) to ask her where we guys were supposed to land up. In the most hilarious third person witness to a phone call I've had in recent times, all three of us were left almost clueless about whether the restaurant we had to meet the ladies in was called something bastard, killing mustard, stealing mustard and what not. Eventually, despite ignoring my very bright suggestion of messaging us the name of the place, nandini ended up spelling the name and we realised we were looking for a place by the name of Flaming Mustard!
When we finally got there, we took our seats at the table, all seven of us, and made random conversation. There was obviously a lot of catching up to do cuz it had been really long since i last met most of these people but from the corner of my eye, i noticed the waiter had walked to our table, stood there and gone, four times over. On his next visit to the table, we finally said "Could we have a bottle of water please?" The dumbstruck expression on his face was, to say the least, priceless! But soon after that, everyone ordered real food, cracked a few jokes that would be useless to write about here cuz i doubt ANYONE getting ANY of them, paid the bill and walked to the Nirula's near-by. As we browsed to the colorful ice-creams on display, i got caught up in a dilemma. 3 flavours - Delhi Delite, Black Currant and Butter-scotch. HOW THE HELL WAS I TO CHOOSE ONE!? I tried everything... Inky-pinky-ponky, choosing random fingers, etc.. NOTHING WORKED! I needed to buy a 3-in-1 create your own sundae! Nothing else would do... As i bit into one of the few Hot Chocolate Fudge's on the table, i begged people to pitch in with just a LITTLE bit more money so i could go ahead an buy that thing. It took me almost till the end of the HCF to convince Neelesh to spare some money before i could finally feast on the only thing in the world that was on my mind at the time! By the end of the boat, when the ice-cream became more cream than ice and floated about with its chocolate topping, i was way more than full to the stomach and wanted out. With a last gasp of energy, i finished the sundae and rushed out of there. What was in store next was nothing i expected. We were now supposed to go to Monica's house to play. But since we guys couldn't enter her home, "we" decided it would be a great idea to play cricket and football at her lawns. The bigger challenge was fitting 7 people into one Santro! But we were determined to get in there, plus, we were all so full no one had the energy to walk! We had to adjust a lot, and people sat in awkward positions (except the tall guys :P ) but it wasn't a very long drive and it was over pretty soon. Getting out of the car, however, felt really good. Honestly. I'd much rather walk sometimes!!!
Anyway, we took out a set of cricket stuff and headed to the park, split into two teams: Poorak, Surabhi and Me v/s Neelesh, Nandini, Monica and Shruti. We altered the rules for us guys and relaxed some for the ladies but the match was one of the most entertaining games I've ever seen or played in! Soon, our team had kicked ass and overcome the opponents and everyone jumped, almost literally, to get a sip of water. And as awkwardly as I'm gonna put this, everyone "suddenly" realised it was getting late and that they all had to go back home!
And that's what we ended up doing... After shouting "AUTO!! AUTO!!" for about 15 minutes, we reached an un-interesting part of this story and eventually made our way back home.
I invited Neelesh to join Daksh, Marshel and a few of my friends to watch the EURO finals at my place the next day (which he confirmed later that he would) and headed home in a bus.
More on that EPIC day of the finals in my next blog entry.
Till then,
\m/.rock.in.peace.\m/
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