Quick Update

Hello readers,

I promised a post in my previous write-up after the Mangalore trip. Unfortunately it didn't happen and that's not what this post is about. This post tries to give our dear friends who read this blog a sneak peek into what's happening in our colourful world. As for the no regular updates, blame the IT department in my office for that. Blogs of all kinds are blocked. God knows why but this is another thing that I have learnt to accept and move on. And talking about the office, I have been promoted to one level higher in my department with a pay hike that resembles the bowl of peanuts that are given free with the alcohol I order in my local bar. And I hear that peanuts are bad for health. Harbingers of cholesterol, that's what peanuts are. If that's so, my company is definitely hatching a rather heinous plot to either kill me or offload me. I hope its the latter.

Talking about heinous plots, Miracle Monger and his friend had fate turn against them. They got kicked out of a strip club. Yes! you read correctly, stop rubbing your eyes. They got booted out of a STRIP CLUB. Now, who in their sane or even most inane mind will ever get booted out of a strip club and be asked never to return? Well, MM and his friend not only managed that but they survived to proudly tell the tale. I am not disclosing how they got kicked out. It is for you to flood his inbox, his wall on facebook and find out how.

In other news, our very dear friend Leo, whisked in from Australia and whisked out back there faster than even Phantom's eyes could see. We met up a number of times and got drunk and stoned then drunk and stoned again. I remember this particularly rainy evening where thanks to Medha's intervention, I went in to a puking fit. It all started when she mistook my glass, half filled with Black Label, as the ash-tray. I mistook my half filled glass of Black Label that was used as an ash-tray as my half filled glass of Black Label and took a sip. Thank God it was a sip and not a swig, but before I could realise, that sip was down my throat and into my belly, then in my blood and then in to my brain. The reverse process was the one that was painful. A few of the forward steps were skipped. My brain just whispered to my stomach which in turn filled my mouth, which in turn spoke quite vehemently to the loo. After that there was no stoning or drinking for me. I was recuperating for the next two days, even the sight of clear drinking water was bringing back memories of that dreaded night and more.

OK! Dominic and I will be coming to Bhramavara for Loo's wedding. We are leaving on the 12th by train and will be leaving back on Monday. Unlike our last trip, we will be there much longer and much more sober. Minni's wedding passed in a blur. We (that's EW and I) started drinking as soon as we got into the bus here in Mumbai, we couldn't drink in Mangalore as it was a dry-day so we stoned the entire morning till we got our hands on some alcohol, and then we continued stoning and drinking till we reached back to Mumbai. Of course! We did meet Minni. For 15 minutes each on Saturday and Sunday respectively. You must have seen our facebook pics. This time, I have Dominic for company so I won't miss my Mom at all and I'll definitely be more sober this time. Let me take this opportunity to invite you guys for the wedding too. I'm not sure how Loo will react but I'd be mighty pleased if some of you could make it.

I'll upload a few pics here as I feel a lot safer here than on facebook and you guys will see how Leo and Dal and the rest look like. I shall now take your leave as this Quick Update has taken a lot more off me than anticipated. See you guys in a few months!