Now one of me best pals had his birthday recently,twas Babla's special night,another birthday to somewhat celebrate and enjoy,so after wishing the bloke in the now oh so fashionable 12 midnight time and all i was expecting a treat or something at least,but knowing the bugger i didnt think i would get the call for a treat anytime soon after all he is part of a kickass pro band "Weaponshop"[listen to these guys they are amazing] ,he is in a some what steady relationship and is an all around jackass.Since he was in a relationship i had bet my bottom dollar that he would spend his special night with someone special *wink wink*.However something extra ordinary was to happen.
Now for most of me pals in me special group a birthday is a day to spent time with your pals,mostly consisting of decent food,nothing too pricey nothing too cheap,after all the enjoyment is in the company rather than the place.Thats what we always do,all the time,in fact most of me pals birthdays are celebrated at our houses,there being a couple of exceptions of course,most of us are pennyless bastards.
So i get a call from babla on his birthday at around 6 PM,so i knew either he was to come to me place or was gonna treat us for his birthday[one thing i dont understand is why the person whose birthday is being celebrated must treat the other blokes,it should be the other way around] anyways ,babla calls and asks me "did nagu call you up ?,he didnt? fine meet me at the Taj at 8 PM,bring nagu along"
Now The Taj is this really classy pricey 5 star hotel in Calcutta,like the Taj in Bombay and the like,when he said meet me at the taj there was a little confusion,i mean surely babla wont treat us at the taj,i mean its next to impossible for him to treat us there,i called nagu up and he was surprised about the Taj invitation as well,so we meet up at around 7:45,the Taj is like a 10 minute walk from my place,So while we walk we are discussing where we would eat...
Me:Abey can you believe it,saala humlog ko Taj mein khilayega babla
Nagu:Eeeeeehhhh Adeeeeem Kariiiiim you really think he would treat us there?,its babla we are talking about
Me:Fuck man yeah,i bet he is there talking about some gig he will play,probably from there we will head off somewhere
Nagu:yes of course...
We end up at the Taj bang on time coz of the punctual freaks we are and that w dont have much work to do at all,we call babla up and he says its gonna take him 15 minutes ,so we are waiting by the main gate and i can see the nervousness of the guards,bloody they were scared shit of us both standing next to the gate and all,we wait still and then get pissed coz as usual babla is ever so late ,so we call him up and he tells us heis 5 minutes away and that we should go inside and ask for a reservation in the name of "Mr Upadhyay",i am thinkin who the fuck is it?
Nagu comes up ,"thats Swagat",Rich man Swagat,now we add it up,Swagat is giving the treat,so we go into the Taj security check and all we enter and we were told by babla to go to the "Hub",when we did enter the waiter asked us about a table and we replied that we had a reservation in the name of mr Upadhyay.
So we see a table for 12 and the both of us sit at one end of the table opposite to each other,now the wait begins coz as usual babla must be late and very fucking late he must always be,so 15 minutes are gone and the waiters are now getting apprehensive and so are we,
"what the fuck is taking babla so fucking long?",a waiter comes up to us and says
"till the other people come ,here is some bread"
and he gives us some bread with some dip,now me and nagu dont know what to do,should we eat the bread now or wait or dont eat it at all?
we sit for like 10 minutes before another of babla's pals comes,some guy from me own college Techno india a first year BBA student,who spoke in the American accent and all,he starts eating the bread and then we start eating it as well out of sheer embarrassment.
Then at around 9 came Swagat and Babla ,Swagat also had one of his pals The Bugguria,nonetheless we had our usual tirade of cheap jokes,abuses,acting crummy and cruddy while we waited for the others we had a few side dishes which were fish fingers ,chicken tikkas ,and a bowl of soup [tomato] for The bugguria.The next to come was Babla's girl,Mritika[i have no freaking idea why the hell there is a M in front of a normal name,but thats bengalism i guess] and so babla shifts from sitting next to me and nagu and now sits with his girl at the other end of the table,by the time its 9:30 Adil,gujju ,Hasan bhaiya[adils brother] and Sourish come and i guess that was the end of the guest list.If i missed someone fuck off coz you didnt make an impression on me.
So we ordered some pizzas pasta,biryani[which had to have a couple of boiled eggs in it coz it was the bday boys wish i guess],rogen ghost ,a chicken dish and some roti,as usual gujju was the butt of all the jokes,with things being thrown at him,his special desert being eaten by everyone but as usual if you felt a little sorry for the bloke[gujju] for being picked on he does do some rather idiotic things,like this time all off a sudden he starts searching frantically for his cell phone and he cant find it,then all of a sudden he remembers that he left it with the security people,you see when we were entering the Taj we had to let our belongings through a metal detector and then we could take it back after it had been checked but gujju didnt take it back and he was relieved that it was still with em and he started eating,he was then fucking told to go and get it from em coz it would get stolen,the light bulb finaly came on for the gujju.He did get his cell in the end.Lucky punk.
The dinner ended at around 11:30 with us staggering outside like a bunch of drunks and our eternal wait for a cab for the others wasnt boring or nothing,babla nagu and i lived close by and when you have the company of good friends time does fly,the others did get a cab later one at around midnight,while babla walked his lady to the cab,she was walking along the edge of the road like some drunk punk.A pretty kickass birthday nevertheless the bill of course was footed by Swagat.
Oh yeah Note:The best bit of the treat was calling Chintoo up and pissing him off about where we were and what we were eating and all,another NOTE the pasta that was priced at 500 bucks a plate tasted like half boiled maggi i kid you not,nagu and Hasan Bhai can vouch for this.
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