Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Happy Homecoming :)


Thank You NIT Rourkela for making a fucked up Inter NIT fixture. Thank You for flicking my phone. Thank You for the utterly tasteless food. Rourkela!!! Yeah that’s what they call a place where you get ridiculous people make even more ridiculous faces when you ask for “Gudang Garam”!!! Rourkela!!! Yeah that’s the place where you’ll find no trains or buses at night cause of some shitheads who decide to blow up anything and everything that even remotely moves or appears to move. A rocking winter vacation was something that I badly needed after my Inter NIT misadventure. But I wasn’t done getting my ass busted yet!! Got the lamest train booked for the trip to Mumbai when I would have reached faster on foot. Lame food, lame train, lame co-passengers and no phone makes for a short trip to hell I know for sure after this experience.

 After four miserable days of sad train travel I reached home (read heaven!!!!), the state the world calls Goa, famous for it’s sun, sand, free booze, intoxicating music and beautiful women (With all due respect to Goan Women, it’s the foreigners I’m talking about over here ;) Mamma!!! It’s a special feeling being back home after getting my ass busted by jaundice, kidney stones, placement tension, fucked up pace of project work, sleepless nights spent worrying about passing grades in Instrumentation and last but not the least, the shattered dream of Inter NIT. Mom didn’t take long in deciding to double my weight by feeding me left, right and center. I was being stuffed with food when I was more interested in my other "commitments" . It didn’t take long for me to feel the homely vibes. 

Slowly but steadily things began to settle down. Mom decided to let me feed myself when for the first couple of days she made me believe that my hands were more of a vestigial body part. I was done "bird" watching, Vasco wasn’t all that interesting, Inox didn’t appeal to me and beaches were riddled with more CISF personnel than hot Russian beauties and the biggest letdown was the fact that no Sunburn passes this year!! Lick!! how exactly was I going to spend my vacations?

Just when it all seemed lost, enter reunion party plans!!! It’s been four long years since we said goodbye to some people whom we may never ever meet again, four years since we last played football on the blessed turf of NPS Goa, four years since we’d broken a few lights and fans of the activity hall at school and four years since we’d drank water from the taps of “Ganga”. Reunion plans had got me buzzing. It was decided that we meet at the school grounds, play a bit of kick ball and then we head for a night out and a late night beach ride.

Playing football for reunion wasn’t exactly some people’s idea of fun I guess. Huge bellies, floaters for footwear, jeans for the kit and a few shots of absolute vodka was what people came armed with for the reunion special fixture against the present school team. Boy!!! Didn’t we kick some major ass that day! For the record, the match was a tied game at 2-2 but my God, people were putting foot to ball for probably the first time after school and they were amazingly brilliant. Be it Vari in goal with his skewed sense of judgment or Abhyuday with a few vodka shots cursing every single person who passed the ball to him that day. Was an amazing performance by the “Legends” I must say. After this bullfight we headed straight to Rohit’s flat for a quick shower and boardroom meeting to decide upon the plans for the night. Sagarika and Pooja!! Yes, that was the ladies count for the reunion :( I mean come on man, it’s a darn reunion man you gotta make your presence felt. I can understand that getting your ass kicked at office is an art and activity some people specialize and relish in equal measure but you still gotta take time out for one bloody reunion!! Btw, thank you Sagarika and Pooja for turning up and a greater sense of gratitude for staying there inspite of feeling threatened by Abhyuday in more ways than one!

Screw you Rohit Rai for your idea of dinner at Gawin’s. It was awful man!!! Not the food but just the place, for Christ sake it was a god damn family place man! We sat there as if we had just finished a business meeting and wanted a quick dinner before we headed to our beds. It was sad!! But.... Cheap cheap cheap !!! That’s what I wanted to yell after every shot of BP that I had over there. Bloody hell!! 60ml shots of BP for just 40 bucks! That’s what I call cheap !! It’s heaven on earth in whichever way you look at it. So anyways, after the dinner we headed to Colva for some “sex on the beach”. It was fuck awesome man!! Whatever time we spent there was scintillating. Heading back to the flat most people had lost all sense and mind and either they dozed off in the car or were uttering shit loads of crap. I was in none of these categories :D 

Scenes at Rohit’s place-armpit lover(Abhishek Bhatnagar, chupa rustam!!) thank you Abhyuday for being our version of Wikileaks and Julian Assange!! Dancing and prowling on the mattresses was a bullshit idea but the crap coming out of people’s mouth was way more interesting and weighed in gold. One man to whom the party belonged-Abhyuday!! The Simha from Andhra, Kerala, Karnataka and also Honolulu!! Man you rocked the party!! Someone please tell Abhyuday how much I’m missing him after the party!! 

I missed most of the happenings at night courtesy of being farted out of my senses by Vari Pajji that I had an instantaneous blackout and brainwash and was induced into sleeping suffering from the after effects of standing upto Vari’s weapon of mass destruction and biological weaponry!! They were a wonderful few hours that we had, partied like there’s no tomorrow and slept like crazy dogs the following day. Thank you people for being there and making it an unforgettable day. 

For the people who missed out, we missed you guys and though we didn’t exactly realize that after being drunk but it goes without saying that it would have been so much more fun if the rest of the gang had joined in. Until the next edition of reunion party, it’s a goodbye from The Legend to his brethren!! Sayonara!! Ciao!!

P.S : Abhyuday, you’re one crazy son of a bitch man!!