I wanted to enquire about Anna's betrothal (Anand's sobriquet that can keep you guessing his gender!) that happened last Sunday. So I casually picked up the phone
and dialed his mobile number. The ring tone was quite different than usual but I did not think that it was unusual. He picked up the phone and said, "Hello". I replied back saying, "Hello Anna, this is Srini here. You at office? meeting?"
And his reply really took me off guard. He said, "Dey, I'm in Sophia da. Just landed now". That was quite amazing because I just spoke to that guy a week back and there was no news about his travelling. All of a sudden, the guy was airborne and in a different
part of the world. It was quite thrilling to note that a local call ended up being an international one! Enjoy your stay Anna and drink a lot of buttermilk! :)
Friday, October 29, 2004
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Flamers and Slammers
It was 1997 when we got our 12th results and most of us fanned out to pursue our
grad education at different places. The next 4-5 years most of us were buried in our studies, were in touch with very few friends while the others seemed to have been lost in oblivion. Back to the future, the year is 2004 and by now most of us are buried in fixing bugs, writing code and attending meetings and conference calls. To hell with our work, a couple of us decided to revive our old contacts. We googled in and around Bangalore and were surprised to find around 15 folks all working in different places but not aware of the other's presence. Like someone said, “So near and yet so far”.
We decided to meet up and on this lovely Saturday evening (3 weeks back!) we meet at a restro bar called ShiokFood. Mamoo's to Mams to
Machans were the gestures thrown in tantrums when we meet each other after 7 years (yes, it was SEVEN looooooog years). And then the real party started. We were not only catching up with time, but also with the bartender coaxing into making real exotic and wild cocktails, fueling our party spirits with the flamers and slammers. Starting with Illusion Eyes, we went to have Shiok Slammers and finally
ended up with Electric Jumps (which had lot of hot chill pepper sauce in it!). Boy, it was one wild party that we had and all of us were glad to have done this. This is just the beginning and more are yet to come! The Idol show thus began...
grad education at different places. The next 4-5 years most of us were buried in our studies, were in touch with very few friends while the others seemed to have been lost in oblivion. Back to the future, the year is 2004 and by now most of us are buried in fixing bugs, writing code and attending meetings and conference calls. To hell with our work, a couple of us decided to revive our old contacts. We googled in and around Bangalore and were surprised to find around 15 folks all working in different places but not aware of the other's presence. Like someone said, “So near and yet so far”.
We decided to meet up and on this lovely Saturday evening (3 weeks back!) we meet at a restro bar called ShiokFood. Mamoo's to Mams to
Machans were the gestures thrown in tantrums when we meet each other after 7 years (yes, it was SEVEN looooooog years). And then the real party started. We were not only catching up with time, but also with the bartender coaxing into making real exotic and wild cocktails, fueling our party spirits with the flamers and slammers. Starting with Illusion Eyes, we went to have Shiok Slammers and finally
ended up with Electric Jumps (which had lot of hot chill pepper sauce in it!). Boy, it was one wild party that we had and all of us were glad to have done this. This is just the beginning and more are yet to come! The Idol show thus began...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
