So A gets his ass kicked, cuts his cake with a spoon coz we have misplaced our knife since past couple of days now!! The next day we head for the lunch budday party..., nice lonngggg lunch at Pind Baluchi... followed by bowling at Shopprix... i finally managed to not only get but also give a few fundae too [which as claimed by the receiver, were useful!!!], by the time we were done with Bowling, it was already late in the evening but we nevertheless decided to go to India Gate, just to make the day complete.
Weather in Delhi is horrible, very very hot & humid so when I noticed that the wind was rather cool, the car was rather fast, the environment was rather jolly and I was rather tooo happy due to a mix of various of these factors, I could not refrain from getting out of the car to feel the wind from closer quarters; This translates to sitting out of the moving car's window. It was fun, I took
a small video of myself doing the cheap trick ;). So far so good till we reach a red-light and an angry looking guy comes to the car door and order it to be opened. I look cautiously, no sooner had I opened the door than this guy grabs my collar and pulls me out of the car to all our surprise. Another well dressed gentleman grabs my arm and twists it behind me, all in the middle of the road!! And then it dawns on me, he is a police guy coming out of an Ambassador with a red light on it. "I have been watching you since past 15 mins, what was that you were doing, you guys risk such stunts and we get a bad name.. Take him to the lockup" says the better dressed man in English... I am all shocked, suddenly down from my cloud number 9.... They pull me aside as by then the light had gone green and the traffic was all held up because of us... He twists my arms harder, "I am sorry" is all I can say... "Sir its this guy's birthday, so we were generally happy... Sir I am really sorry"... he asks me what I do... And I... quite fluently and without hesitation say.. "Sir.. we are students"... "Where?".. "IIT"... "Branch".... "Electrical IV yr" his hand loosened.. "Where are you from?".. ."Sir Calcutta..." ... "Name"... "Fasihullah... Sir I am really sorry... "... " Ok... dont ever such things again...." The other guy whispers in my friend's ears.... "IIT ka hai... isliye chod diya..." my my... we get inside the car.. start moving... AgAg says "Chill... dont get tensed..." I am like... "Ok... Antakshiri.....".... And we were laughing again....India Gate was a good idea... we played volleyball with a balloon [ooops... Balloon nahiiin AgAg ka dil...], walked in the very dirty pond, A danced to "Inhin logon ne..." It was fun... The day finally ended with a perfect dinner of quality icecream & Paranthas at EXL dhaba....
Songs.... Fight sequences [one way >:)]... Romance [Dil ke saath khelna >:)], food, leg pulling, senti, embarrasment, anger, maafeds and lots and lots of meaningless jokes at which we all laughed our hearts out.... A perfect weekend is what I would call it... Thanks everyone and happy birthday A again.....
