Hmm.. was going thru a restaurant's dessert menu the other day and came across an ice-cream called mud-slab which reminded me of an incident which happened to me and a couple of my friends couple of years back.
Well this is about when i was working back in Bangalore. A friend of mine(Raj) came over from Hyderabad for the weekend to Bangalore to spend the weekend with us. And amazingly, it was the first of the month and it was a Friday!! we get out pay checks ;)
So obviously Raj, Talwar(another close friend of mine who is working Bangalore)and me go to TGI Friday's. Well for us, back then, that was a costly place, not something we could go every other day. We go there and the waiter tells us that they dont serve straight alcohol at the tables and that we would have to settle for cock-tails. We frowned and the testosterone level in us was high that weekend. So we ask him to get the strongest cocktail they have and he gets some cocktail in a glass that could easily hold like 800 ml. Fine great!! each of thise things costed 200 bucks!! freak!! we were on a roll that evening and got drunk like crazy for 4 hrs straight. and the final thing we had was a chocolate ice-cream called mud-slab. Basically it was chocolate ice cream with chocolate syrup on top. It costed 200 bucks!! again freak!!
Like the song "We could be heroes, just for one day!".. that was our day to be heroes with our wallets. Anyways, the three of us make a bill for 6k in 4 hrs. Finally when we were leaving, the waiter asks us if we were alright and if we could back home safe. We told him, we were totally in control (ya right!) and we could go back safe anywhere we wanted.
The three of us went on our bikes to TGI Friday's, Talwar's and mine. So we go to the parking lot and I try to unlock the handle lock of my bike for 10 mins without success. Raj was in a better state and he finally grabs the keys from me and tells me to sit back. OK there's a momentary lapse of memory here and I dont actually remember how we got back to our house.
But wait, guys get drunk, then what happens? They get hungry! it was 1 AM and every place we could see was closed. There was this roti-rolls (for those of you who dont know what roti-rolls are they are like burritos) place which we used to frequent often. The guy was cleaning up and we asked him for fodd. He said buzz off. After sweet talking (actually begging) him for 10 minutes he said he has stuff to make just 2 rolls - one veg roll and one chicken roll.great!! he gives us the 2 rolls and we thank him. talwar volunteers to drop out and offers us (me and raj) to have one each. wonderful!!
OK.. momentary lapse of memory here again. All that follows is what has been told to me the next day morning cause i dont remember allt his happening. Supposedly just before we (me and raj) started eating, we saw two stray dogs in front of us and we decided that they were hungry too. But wait! which one gets the chicken roll?
One of the dogs was a male.. so it was named Karunanidhi and the other was a female so it was named Jaya Lalitha. Karunanidhi was a decent guy so he gets the veggie roll and jaya gets the chicken roll. So we try feeding the dogs the only food we had, for which we had to literally beg the guy!! supposedly, the dogs didnt want to eat the rolls and we (me and raj)ran after them trying to feed them. Talwar was supposedly lying on the ground laughing like crazy watching us do all this.
Finally we manage the manage to feed the dogs and we find ourselves a road side tea shop. Me and Raj buy ourselves some real hot tea, toasted it to our friendship or some shit like that and had it bottoms-up!! This was evident the next day cause my throat was hurting like hell.
Well..this is a long one. so please read on if you have like ten minutes to spare. Ya through out this post, I use the phrase "Shoop! daa-dee shupda shupda" to indicate long hours spent on pointless waiting doing basically nothing.
The story starts off with me going to Seattle for some business.For information sake, I live in Bethlehem,on the east coast, an hour away from Philadelphia. Anyways,the flight route was Bethlehem - Chicago - Seattle. Stayed there for two days. Nothing interesting to report. Finally I start off on the Friday morning to Seattle airport. My flight was on the same route I came Seattle - Chicago - Bethlehem.
Now, I reach the airport 40 minutes before my flight was supposed to take off. The kiosk at the counter doesnt allow me check-in. I ask the person at the counter to give me my boarding pass. She says that since I had luggage to be checked in, the latest time they could've allowed me to check in was 45 minutes before take-off time. OK i politely flash her my shameless smile (which I tell you, works!) and ask her if she could make me an exception since I was like 5 mins late. Nope she wont budge and asks me to wait in the queue for "Additional Services". I see like 15 people in front of me and my flight leave in 40 mins! Crap!I wait and by the time my turns comes up at the counter my flight had already left. Spent a good hour waiting in the queue.
Anyways at the counter, I explain her my condition and she punches some keys pretty fast on her keyboard and gave an expression like she had to solve the most difficult math puzzle ever. And she says "Well sir, you have missed your flight and its a Friday. Pretty busy and almost all the flights are full. The next flight that will take you to Bethlehem leaves Seattle tonight at 11PM. Hows that?"
I check my time. 11:45 AM!!. What the fuck am i supposed to do till midnight ? Sell peanuts at the airport? Anyways i tell her that the mentioned flight is not good and ask her if there is any other flight that goes to airports closeby to Bethlehem like Newark. She says there's one that leaves at 4PM that day. i will have to change planes at Denver though. Said i was fine with that. So
Get on the flight to Denver.2 hr flight not bad. Finally reach Denver at 5PM local time. Fine great.stupid buggers did not gve me lunch in the plane and i was starving. my connecting flight was at 6PM. cool! i can grab something to eat. i go out to the main terminal in the airport and grab two slices of pizza. now to get back to my terminal i had to go through security clearance again. and voila! thats where fate strucks me again. the entire denver airport (which i tell you is as big as John F. Kennedy airport) has onle one security clearance point. And there were like 50 ppl in the queue already!!!!!! and i had like 45 mins before my flight took off. I stand in the queue for security clearance and by the time i am done it was 6.:15PM! Crap!! missed my flight at Denver again!!! and please, for my sake, take a look at the map to see where Denver is! its in the middle of the damn country. and i live on the east coast!
And guess what! my suitcase, which i checked in as luggage at Seattle, has left with the plane to Newark!!So i go the airlines counter again and explain my situation again. They give me the usual crap about how it is a Friday evening and all the flights are full. I told them something to the effect of "go fuck your mothers.i dont care.get me out of denver.i dont like it here. I want to get back to east coast" in a more civilized way. So they put me on some airline (called Frontier Airlines) that leaves at night 12 to Philadelphia. Fine! So,
Denver Airport,6:45PM-12AM (on a Friday): Shoop! daa-dee shupda shupda
Get on my Phil. flight and after the flight lands, i get out of the airport and the cool (actually freezing) air greets me. Never was I so hapy for take in the cold!
This is east coast y'all mother fuckers! Its cold and I like it here!!!!!!
Reached Phil. at 5:30 AM local time on Saturday morning. Took a train to Newark,which took me an hour. Collected my suitcase at the Newark airport and got on a bus to Bethlehem. The bus ride was for 2.5 hrs and finally back to good'ol Bethlehem!!!! Holy Mother of God!!!!
The most unluckily long and boring trip I have ever had!!!
I said I was making friends, they said I was being beaten up.
I said she was dancing, they said she was walking.
I said they were singing, they said they were shouting.
I said I was deriving equations, they said I was drawing on the wall.
I said I was counting the stars, they said I sleeping on the ground.
I said rock rulez, they said I suck.
I said I was looking at the bubbles, they said I was drinking beer.
Burp!
Nope...nothing to do with Joan Osbourne's number. Anyways, its spring break in campus and the Packer church, which generally has its lights on all the time, had its lights turned off for the spring break. So a couple of friends and I were kidding around that God was on vacation too. And then it occured to me, where wud God go or do for a vacation? I mean good'ol world is kinda His work place right, so what or where wud be his get-away?
Kinda imagining He would have this great awesome and totally wonderful place built for Himself. Cant even fathom what the place wud be like?
And ya.. before you leave, do check out David Gilmour's new number here.
Went bowling yesterday evenign as a part of an India Club event. Ya, we had a couple of Chinese and Australians at the event too as it was supposed to be a relation-building thing. Anyways, I have once again proved that I suck at bowling.
After that, went to Tally-Ho, a local pub. And voila! it was karaoke night.. tried singing "Turn the page", and I realised I suck at drunken-singing too!! Spring break has started, not that it makes much of a difference to me cause I havent taken courses this sem except for thesis, so I dont have classes. But anyways, the campus is empty nowadays, subtly hinting to people like me that its time we get out of here!!!! God favoring, I will be in 2-3 months. Inshah-Allah!
Planning to go to Amherst this Monday to meet a friend. Gonna be a road trip with a couple of friends. Amazingly, I end up going to colder places during my vacations in the winter and warmer places during my summer vacations. Talking about weather, Feb has been colder than Jan and March is proving to be colder than Feb. Its goin the other way round and somebody up there is confused! Dude! u have the calendar reversed..wake up!Blasphemy..my speciality huh...
