Weekends! Whoa! It’s time for some leisure and fun. I rush to shower and enjoy the lukewarm water coming through the channels finding its way to spread all over my body. Never being confused about what to wear, I pick up a White Polo T-shirt and Light Grey Trousers. I wear my cologne, hand comb my medium wavy hair, and wear my sneakers. I check my phone just to see that I had missed NO calls. Fuck! Are they (Of course, my friends) aware of today’s plan? Or is there something I am not aware of? I open my contact book and I dial a number 7385******. “Hi dude where you are man?” I asked. “Hey, where are you?” he said. Is he imitating me? “I have reached Sakkardara Square” I said. “I will be there in ten minutes” he said. <Sigh> <Sigh> Ten minutes means it’s a twenty minutes wait….
Whenever I go for a movie I tend to miss first few minutes of the movie. I don’t know whether it’s a coincidence or something else. The rush to theatres was well justified in this case. Finally, I attended the national anthem being played before the movie. That’s exhilarating and makes me feel proud when I stand erect with head held high and I sing in clear voice one of the beautiful National Anthems in world. After passing out from school one gets a chance to rejoice national anthem only in theatre. Well this is what I believe. 😉 Gunday begins. I wish I could write about the movie. But I have to end it in one word, “watchable”. We step out of the theatre. Next is what I call discreet stalking – Well we don’t really stalk a woman – The city is full of beauty. The best part happens when you get attention from the right chick.
We drive through the hill sides in our city to reach the famous Futala Lake. I love this place. I get two pints of beer. Well my friend doesn’t know how to open the cap with teeth. I do the job for both of us. We sit on a wall with our legs held above the water. Cheers!
We drive back to Sakkardara square and make place for ourselves at a small juice centre on the square. The “never to end” chit chats begins. Teasing, Poking, Challenging and Joking begins. One thing remains common: whenever a hot girl crosses the road all of us pop out our eyes at her. “Bhai, teri bhabhi hai” is what one of us will say.
I love my friends. 🙂