Bday drinks...

I left office a bit early on Dec 12th as it was my birth day next day and I wanted to celebrate.. The drive back home usually takes about 30 minutes but for some reason I was not all that excited to go back home.. wanted to go some other place.. kept thinking how I had celebrated birthdays before.. wanted to do something different this time..

All my school days my birthday celebrations were mostly the same.. it used to be the first day of half yearly exams and for some reason that always used to bother me.. if i had a tough exam the next day then I could not really go out with family.. i even once had a fight with my mom for taking me for a movie.. If i remember correct.. it was Roja. I was in 4th grade and next day I had social studies.. one exam i had never done well.. it was my bday and my mom wanted me to study for the exam. i threw the book around and had a fight. while i was in tenth my dad took me to a nice restaurant where they actually sang a birthday song and i was ready the hindi exam with a book below the table.. i dint even realize that people were singin for me.. looking at this all of you might actually i am a real studious guy who gave more importance to an exam than a birthday.. nope you got it wrong.. i was more of a last minute guy.. be it any exam or anything i ve always
done it at the last minute..

college days birthdays were real fun and totally unforgettable.. december is cold in coimbatore and my friends used all sorts of torture mechanisms.. it used to start with a round of bashing up (pothu maathu) and then throw eggs and tomatoes at me at 12 in the night.. i cud hardly count the number of people hitting me.. then a cold shower in the nigth 12.. and again second round of hitting and throwing dirty stuff.. infact this was the treatment for anyone who celebrated bday in my hostel.. the birthday guy used to get cautious before a week and wont make fun of anyone in class as he would know all this would be given during the bday night. we even used to collect rasam and sambar from mess the previous night mix all taht up.. pour some shamppoo.. mud.. watever we get in our hand and pour it on the guy s head after his first shower.. then beating would continue again.. we would lock rooms up and not give him a towel.. and used to be creative everytime we
beat someone.. there have been guys who have escaped all night from the room and went into hiding in another building just because they were scared this.

after college it was usual stuff.. used to go out with friends.. too many phone calls.. many more messages and email.. all those wishes made me special everytime.. but driving back home this time i realised that there was something new this year that was not there before.. i really missed the love of my life.. though she is already far off.. i always had the feelin of being with her.. but just a couple of days she had gone home where her wont work and even talking to me became difficult.. i dint want to go home for that reason coz i would miss her so much.. but i had no option now... so went home and saw a parcel for my name.. it was an amazin chocolate cake.. with a sweeter message from her.. sayin how much she wished she had been with me..

thats it.. now i needed a drink.. went to a bar.. ordered a jack and coke.. coz everytime i drink that i am reminded of her.. i thought abt her seriosly for the first time when i drank a jack and coke.. i was sitting and drinkin all alone .. round over round.. had even lost count of number of drinks i had.. looking at me.. the girl who served me at the bar what happened.. i told her it is my birthday.. her next question was then "i have to dance with you.." i have always had a passion for dance.. i thought i shud take a break from all this and go and dance with her.. we went to the dance floor and it took me five seconds to realize that i dont want to dance with her.. i just cannot imagine myself with any other girl.. not even on the dance floor and not even in my dreams.. i told her the situation.. she said my girl is very lucky and gave me a bday hug and left..

came back home.. drunk.. what would have been the next thing to do.. switched on New york nagaram song.. enjoyedddd it so much.. felt that the song was written for me. in the mean time my dad called to wish me.. i was drunk and dint want to pick the phone but insteaad i pressed the attend button.. after wishin me the first thing he said i was gettin old and he shud start looking at some girls for my marraiage.. i dint want to hold the secret any more.. told him everythin about that girl except her name :)

he was stunned.. he even found out that i was drunk.. had blurted so much.. actually waiting for the next phone call from him :)

moral of the story.. dont attend a phone call from your dad when you are drunk.. that too while you are missing someone coz that will be the first thing you would tell to the person on the phone :)

Cheers!!

Nambi