Tale of the night...

Its being months that I had written any thing on e-space.. but last night had every thing to entangle me to post this one.. Eldest of my roommates has crossed one more barrier of age, lucky him.. Happy Bday VIKAS…

The concept of birthdays is complicated.. Some says we have grown more older (may be god might be able to explain how can they suddenly grow older in a day, if they haven’t in past 364 days), some my life is reduced by one more yr. and very few, I enjoyed one more year.. the master (B’day boy/girl) can choose what they want to.. I m getting diverted from the main topic… Apologies!!!

Most of my roommates likes to sleep long.. they prefer early to bed (might not early to rise), so its always a mission to wait till all the hands of clock meet.. Same thing happened last night… everyone was moving up and down to escape sleep, but to their discomfort the cold weather wasn’t helping much.. We all plea to the man of moment to celebrate early.. he ironically (we didnt noticed this) said yes and the celebration began an hour and half early..

The most common and important ritual of all, bumps. Helped by skinny culprit, we all enjoyed kicking his @$$.. Everyone get good chance to take any pending revenge. Followed by the photo sessions… which was the plot to the great night ahead… one of my roommate brought a mug of cold water, in no time bucket full of water was also out and then we played holi.. only one guy was playing.. water was all around the floor and b’day boy was shivering.. and clock was still at 11.15 pm…

While the cleaning mission was under way.. an amendment to the plan 'Lets go India Gate' was filled.. it didn’t took much for the bill to get pass… soon the bikes were out on street.. The temperature was quite low, but our spirits were high and even the barricades couldn’t hold us out long, we reached a little above 12.… Every thing seem perfect.. the location, India Gate, four friends and a Cake. Cake cutting ceremony followed face decoration, actually I am confused, his face was in the cake or it was behind the cake, but I am sure decoration is not the correct word here… J

More worries to the culprit aka B’day boy, in the middle of night at India Gate, where will u find a washroom to clean your face?? He could some how remove the thick layer of cream and we could recognize him. The celebrations had to follow a party and we were all enthusiastic to have it right away, so the most feasible option was COMESUM…

It was already 1am and chilly winds were cutting through us… we need something hot.. so soup (the only item we didn’t liked there) was first on the order list. Followed was ‘Makki ki Roti Sarson ka Saag’ their specialty, duly approved by all Punjabis. Next on the cater was Biryani. Then ‘Gobi ka Paratha’ along with ‘Hakka noodles’. We were eating and eating, none of us can believe our appetite. We every bit of our meal (can be called breakfast). Finally the Ice cream, Baskin’s specialty, Sundays.

Comesum is a beautiful place and add to this was its crowd, We sat there free from any worry.. most of us had already planned to go late in office. Our talks were endless, supported by a cup of cappuccino. By the time we reached home it was already past 3 and we slept around 4. This night out will be long remembered by all four… Vikas (B’day Boy), Parul (The Icebreaker), Daman (The Motivator) and Saurabh (The Narrator).