First Night…

All dirty minds are requested to shut down and reboot in safe mode. Because, the night that just passed was the first one of its kind in my life and misconceptions may be waiting to arise. This being an integral part of the lives of many students, i got the opportunity to enjoy a night out, a first one at that! The situation was perfect and so, was planned before hand. And for those of you who are wondering who that girl in a single guy’s life is, let me brief you; I am not yet fortunate to have it. The night out was with a childhood male friend of mine.

My parents left for a small pilgrimage on Saturday evening, which marked the beginning of a small but glorious time of being the acting king of my home. I was tired by helping my parents with the preparations for the journey and so called it a day pretty early. Sunday, which was my younger brother’s birthday, started off with me giving him the first birthday wish at midnight. All was fine and the rest of the day was uneventful.

My friend who was supposed to come by 9pm, was held back at his home because of the rains. He was unsure of making it to my place even if the distance was 1.5 km only. After half an hour of anxious wait, the rain subsided and he made it. Now, nothing was prepared for the night. No drinks (strictly non-alcoholic). No chips. No American Pie (uncensored movie šŸ˜› )(which is our common hot favorite) šŸ˜¦ .

Slight drizzle persisted and we decided to brave it to go and get something for the night. My brother was sleeping inside the locked house while we both were walking like zombies in near-freezing cold. The bakery nearby had a promising look, but it turned out to be an exhibition of empty shelves šŸ˜¦ . Moreover, the bakery-wala didn’t keep stock of Pepsi or any of its products (we are Pepsi Bhaktas šŸ˜€ ) Another store was left to try out and to our displeasure, he too didn’t stock Pepsi. We had to be contented with an absolutely warm 2ltr Sprite.

The rain started lashing out again and we were stuck. With no other choice, we started running back in the rain like Jerry and the canary being chased by Tom :D.Ā  Both of us had our own problems with running in rain. If i slow down, my slippers become slippery and if he speeds up he might tumble, again, for the same reason. I took the advantage and ran in the rain leaving him behind and was jubilant midway when he sped past me. That idiot had used his brain at last and ran bare footed, carrying the slippers by hand šŸ˜€ .

Reaching the door of my home felt like finishing a marathon šŸ˜€ . For the rest of the night, we had to adjust without the chips and had to wait till the warm-drink underwent a transformation into a cold-drink in the refrigerator. The movie upon which we consented after some argument was Tomb Raider 1 (which won over Jab We Met, Dhamaal, iRobot etc,.) After finishing it, our eyes begged for some solitude and urged us to sleep. It was just 1 am and not very late. But still, the show was closed and the bed was calling. Moreover, we were supposed to go for swimming early next morning (which we did, after all this!)

The night out.
The night out.

I don’t think i can come out further about this, but there are a second and a third night to come. šŸ˜€ And the stock of movies is good, too. Just hoping to make the most of it. Azeem-o-shan Shehen Shah… apun ka ghar ka!

PS : Pic taken while sitting in front of PC and watching the movie. Picture courtesy : Self timer in my mobile cam šŸ™‚

There is another importance to this day! It was this day last year that i took the delivery of my bike. I still remember finishing off the first 100 kms on day one. And now, one year later, the reading is 8004.6 km, after changing each of a clutch cable, a rear brake cable and the rear tube once. Hoping to ride more than 10k km in the next year šŸ˜€ .

The Celebration Continues…

Well, I was extremely happy to celebrate my first birthday in WordPress last week, which marked completion of two decades of my ass moving onto Earth. After one week, the celebration continued, rather resumed šŸ™‚ . Taking up coaching for GATE from past two days sickened me because of 10 hrs of classes in Linear Algebra. But, the silver lining was unexpected and wonderful.

Today, exactly one week later, its one of my closest friend Pavan‘s birthday. I was lazy yesternight and missed out on giving the first birthday wish. However, i wished him in the morning and resumed my daily chores. The class-time between morning 9 and evening 4 passed like a millennium, because, we planned to treat our friends together, and the treat was scheduled at 4:30 pm. The story common to all teachers continued today too. Their love for the subject is so immense that even after standing in the class for the whole day (barring a break of one hour,) and having to put up with the sleepy faces of students desperate to leave, the class was extended by 15 minutes šŸ˜¦ . In spite of the loss in time, a break-neck-speed drive for around 10 kms, helped me reach promptly šŸ™‚ .

The initial greetings between friends viz, “Yeno macha isht latoo, bereavru ella yelli?” was very refreshing to my geek-ified mind šŸ˜› . Shortly later, the “gang” assembled. I almost forgot to mention about the venue! Its a good hangout for a couple or a gang. Its called Lumbini Gardens – a lakeside place with some cool eat outs and some fun-filled atmosphere. The cake was ordered – i don’t know what it’s called, but it was a full chocolate – iced base one having a load of cream and cherries šŸ™‚ .

Me and Pavan cut it together amidst the ever famous song, but we sang it to each other like – “Happy Birthday to us” šŸ™‚ . All the pomp that a celebration deserves was present and it ended with painting our faces with snow-white cream (hmmm…, my cheek still smells of the butter! šŸ˜› ). Light was fading and the curtain-time approached because the girls were eager to sign off for obvious reasons. A part of the gang left and only two were remaining. Me and another close friend of mine – Anupam.

The two of us roamed about the place and came to the entertainment arena. We went for a bull ride which simulates riding an arrogant and powerful bull bent upon throwing you down. Later, we went into a Twister Vortex which, again is a simulator for a gyrator or a rotating chamber. We were about to leave the place when another friend who was supposed to be at the party, called up and said that he’d be joining us in 15 minutes. So, the party extended in low profile for some more time, after which i had a zooming drive back home on a superb road with music thumping from my W810i šŸ™‚ .

Cast : Me (Su), Pavan, Sharan (Shar), Namitha (Nami), Apoorva (Appu), Anupam Biswas (Anupam ‘Boli’ Bakwas), Ramesh (Rummi, the last person).

Celebration extended

Celebration extended

The cards were from Pavan and Apoorva. Namitha did the sweetest thing possible, by adding cake to the party! (Pavan is the taller one)

All Happies! šŸ™‚ šŸ™‚ šŸ™‚

Hello Tweens!

So, after a long time of ten years, the digit in the tens’ place of my age is gonna change. On the last day of my teens, rather, on the transition from teens to tweens, i am writing this post to go down my memory lane and possibly, take you too.

I was not very fond of my birthdays in my childhood because i felt more comfortable in my school uniform than in the new birthday dress. The idea of standing in front of the whole class and telling that it was my birthday, and holding a box full of chocolates was not very entertaining. I felt like a clown being applauded for his dress sense! In spite of these feelings, at the end of the day, i used to feel good because people treated me like a VIP just because i was born on this date a few years ago.

By the end of my primary education, i almost gave up the idea of celebrating birthday at school, but then i had to shift to a different school, where, for the first time cupid struck me (the same cupid who was murdered by Nikhil recently šŸ˜€ ). On the very first day in my new school, there was a girl’s birthday. And she looked like an angel from a special heaven made just for me. So, to share that special heaven, I had to dress up for an occasion. What better time could i ask for, than my birthday! It was supposed to come soon.

At last, the day came. For the first time, i felt like the dress and i were born together and re-united after so many years. I demanded my father that i should distribute Cadbury Eclairs chocolate. I was late to school and as i entered the classroom, the class teacher shot an angry glance, but became merry immediately upon seeing me in a colorful dress. Later the whole class sang for me, and after distributing chocolates, my day was normal. In the lunch break, this very girl came to me with a hand-made paper greeting, bearing the sweetest words i can ever remember – “Happy Birthday Greetings to a Lovely Friend.” Later in life, i could relate such feeling to only one song – “Pehla Nasha” (Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikendar). I considered that my first birthday present.

Next few years were not very eventful, but i did not hate birthdays again. One reason because, it would be a fun-filled day ending with a dinner in some restaurant. Another reason being that i got a few valuable gifts. My mom presented me with a Fastrack Watch on my 17th birthday and it was just the way i like it – metallic, macho and yet, simple. On the next, when i entered adulthood, i cursed the university for scheduling the exams on my birthday.

I was feeling bad when my 19th one also fell between exams. I was preparing for my fourth semester subject Control Systems, when my father came home in the afternoon and asked me if i was done with the preparation. I was confident about the subject and told him so. He asked me to join him on some important work and took me off on Outer Ring Road. I had no idea about what was in store until i found myself standing with a widely open mouth in front of Bajaj Showroom. He booked a bike for me, the one which i love to flaunt anywhere, anytime – Bajaj Avenger (Feel like GOD). My joy knew no bounds. I could not believe it when i learnt that my dad had kept it a secret even from my mom. No other day would have been as good as this for the purchase. And for the delivery of the bike, there came a day which is equally rejoiced in my household – my brother’s birthday – 2 weeks later. Added to this, my friend gifted me with a perfect key-chain for my bike – my name (Harsha) carved out of teak and superbly polished.

And coming to present tense. Hurray! its exactly the stroke of midnight as i type this! Happy Birthday to me! šŸ™‚ I was the first person to wish myself :D. And as for the gift which is to come tomorrow today, i too am in the dark. (I am guessing it to be something that i don’t have now.)

P.S : I take pride in saying that i share my birthday with the great vocalist pandit Sri. Balamuralikrishna. (Its a different matter altogether, that i don’t share anything else with him šŸ˜› )