Good things don't last!!
After a number of weekends wiled away in cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning the remains of the day left by the never-ending construction of our new red brick room on the terrace, which by the way still progresses at snail’s pace. An opportunity not to remember work and let our hair loose was presented, sometime last week.
The much needed break came from a good friend,and a double celebration (belated birthday and just for fun) was in store for us valiant (Ash and Renjith ;)) soldiers who by the way had worked real hard and were entitled to some commonsensical time to avoid shooting themselves in the head or shooting someone else in the gut.
My Saturday started as usual like any other day.Waking up to my mum sweet voice ;) had kind of become a repetitive thing which was hard not to pay much attention to, when it happens for the millionth time,as usual and like every parent she thought we were negligent and lazy and all that good stuff. After much contemplation I woke up, made my way down stairs looking for that much needed fresh air to clear my lungs without which the start of the day seemed impossible.
Anyway, without much a due and the continuous cribbing from the parent, I got into my jeans and a T-shirt, got my car keys and set off to find the perfect floor tiles for the new brick sanctuary, the fact that the new establishment will one day serve as a unruffled place to hang out with friends and family, and grant us bit more privacy from the gaping eyes of the much respected neighbors was i must say quite inviting,and needed some contribution from me. After driving from one place to another, back and forth, re-visiting the same place with an empty stomach, tired faces, invariable instructions to drive carefully by my little mature sister, the madness came to a halt at tea time.
Thanks to all the dharshini’s in south India, a quick bite on some Mangalore goli bajji and a sticky orange candy was satisfactory and quite a re-charge to our exhausted body, we got back home to some more cleaning,and that’s when we pulled out the card of UNO to play a few games and start getting ready for the evening to hit that one savior friend’s place who invited us to a terrace barbecue jamboree.
After much excitement and contemplation on if we should squander time giving the big bear( that’s our yellow lab , unless you thought otherwise ) in the house a bath, which was not very appealing and long due, we decided against it and made our way to take a warm shower before heading off.
It turned out to be a long drive but definitely worth it,a pit stop to buy some smokes also led us into buying some props which were to be used at this double celebration, (Face Masks, a Fake drum, and a pom pom if you may call it). After completing the transactions with the shop owner, we headed off to the house and the people awaiting our arrival of us valiant beings,with great patience were relieved to see us guests who were quite delayed. The grill was happening and the yummy food was being served which was very inviting to our empty stomachs . We at last reached our destination put on our masks and exited the car with screams and squeal wishing the host a belated happy b’day, and crowned her as the queen of the night.
The excitement resumed
Food and drinks were consumed.
Spontaneous jokes were shared
Funny poses were made
Pictures were clicked
Girls’smiles were faked
There was a new bloke
Who warmed up to the folks?
Shit hit the roof
When the game of UNO was introduced
It all ended at 3
And we were all relieved
Sunday morning came fast
though we slept 10 past
Leena,this party was a Blast
Damn!good things just don’t last.
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