One more Nasty day of life ....

Well, just 1 week back 1nce again, I proved why people write on B’day – Have Blast!!

13 September 2010. 10:30 PM
“I screwed up my mind” when I dint want to make it to sustain my ASS constantly on chair working for General Motor project late night in office. Who would like to work late when subsequent to 2 hours it’s gonna start his/her b’day? I was totally concerned about partying with dudes catching up vodka and bears with biting up spice rather than satisfying Clients at US on GM project.

On same time, Colleagues came along and said “Let’s have dinner as we gotta work for some more time” and we were in Canteen by then. I was even not interested having dinner – was quite obvious (kaha Bear-Kurkure aur kaha Daal-chawal? ;) :D). Suddenly Clapping started and I could loudly hear “Happy b’day to you………………....dear jESS…Jassi…”. Just turned up and CHOCO Cake was ready for getting raped by 8-9 monsters around. Small cake cutting and then – Cake was creamed up on my shirt, my pant and my hunky face (those who’ve seen me, stop laughing ;)). I was looking like Army guy splitting up black zaps on face. Had b’day bums after cake cutting and lightest dinner with all mates. It was good open before it actually opened (hope it never occur to my marriage ;)). Honestly I dint anticipated this and that point of surprise I loved too much. Special Thanks to Rajat and Neeraj :)

13 September 2010, 11:49 PM.
10 Minutes +/- few seconds, were to go and I was gonna complete 24. This was the instance when It kept jumping my heart and waited for 10 minutes I hardly wait in a whole year for anything. Feeling ecstasy in stomach for each moment passing by and looking forward for nasty day to come along within PALS (moments) with lots of PALS (friends). I had not to be ready for bang – I already was and I always do. A spark which gonna keep me truly ALIVE for whole day – gonna fire it up in 10 minutes. It’s akin feeling that KID experiences while moving towards Chocolate when he spots it in hand of her Mom – the only difference was Chocolate itself was walking towards me today. Honestly I was counting down since a week for my b’day. I was really keen to have first kiss of my b’day – And to proudly say, she was not girl, it was my HAYWARDS 5000 tin.

Bang - It's 12:00 (AM/PM) - 14th September – 2010
Wooooooooooooooooooooo!! Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooom !!
Tins were already open before 2 minutes and bear was flowed up out of it all over the floor of shop. 7 horrible guys (Me, Bhavin, Sanjay, Kaa bhai, Parth, Amar and Dhawal) – I was certain that 12 bears and 1 vodka were not enough. One by one, each one started having pegs of vodka, some took direct and some took it with Sprite. Bhavin normally take it direct to boost up heavy kick of Alcohol, but he hardly can handle himself after torrential shower of vodka. Cake was ready again (but who cares for cake?), with Kurkure, Sing bhujiya(my favorite) and Mung daal. I started eating heavily with Haywards 5000 and 3 small pegs of Vodka. I knew I was jerked off by intoxication but party never gets over until all alcohol is poured out (from bottle) and poured in(to stomach). None was ready to leave single drop into tins and bottles. However - Needless to say cake was wasted more than half :)

Drunk cannot be said Drunk until he says “Mane chadi nathi”. Kaa bhai and Sanjay – when were out of their control, started saying –
“Bh***** saala Bhavin, aa vodka to chadati j nathi….kyathi mangavi che?”.
“Tame chhokri bani jav, pachi Vodka to shu kai pan chadi jase? :D :D :D" said Bhavin
"Vodka homosexual nathi Laagti: D: D: D” I replied.
"Gh***o..." said Sanjay and took one more bear on hand.

There were lots of vulgarities, non-veg baaten at extreme level, cursing up old girl friends and breakups, extra marital affairs wali aunties and all other “cheap harkate” which normally friends(boys) do talk about and do - we did which I won’t mention here in detail (muje sharm aa rahi he ;) :D).

Nevertheless - I sensed like I was truly “Bourne Ultimatum” again but in some other world. Thank you GOD ;) !! Apparently – I could not go home until I can re-member (smart use of word…right?) name of my DAD. Till the time me, Bhavin and Sanjaybhai moved to MAC-D on bikes – it was fun riding FZ in illusionary and crazy world where anytime if I miss my focus, gonna break my ASS along with Sanjaybhai’s. What a spinning Drive it was ;)! I am proud that I have good control over drinking. We sat at Mac-D with totally controlled version of us having minted mouth. I had already my mobile switched off – “NO SORRY” to those friends who tried to connect me after 12:00 for wishes ;)

It’s 02:30 AM - 14th September – 2010
I arrived home belatedly around 2:30 AM and slept on SOFA without speaking up single word (the way “CHUNHA gets into Hole without any Noticing act”). It’s really worth saying that I had BLAST like a BOMB outside and @home I ended up as “SURSURIYA” ;) :D

To be continued ….