Story of a lost journalist

April 29, 2006

Beautiful Day :-)

Filed under: Personal — Cris @ 16:50

And we meet again!
If last Saturday was a never-ending day at work this one was a super-cool quick day! I met 6 of my school friends! It was just b-e-utiful, in the words of Mr Bruce Almighty!
Dont think I want to narrate it all after having done that once just now-mailed our school group. Oh well lets try it in a different way now.

Scene 1: Outside Cris’s home.

“Grrki grrki wheres that girl”. Cris is waiting for Rose.
Rose lands in her Kinetic Honda exactly 15 minutes after the scheduled time. Yup, same ol’s Rose. Rose and Cris are wearing the same kind of Salwar-different colours. Didnt they make a great team ๐Ÿ™‚

Scene 2: Ambrosia

Girl 1, Girl 2 and Girl 3 are there already. Greetings to Cris n Rose. All take their places and start chit-chat. Girl 6 enters. After a lot of wow-long-time’s and what-do-you-do’s, out comes cameras and a lot of clicking happens. (At this point the author went off to make some calls and has now returned having no idea where she stopped or what to go on with. Made a very important realisation that what a writer needs most is dedication! Not finding that at the moment with the clock ticking “mid-night” Ms Author would now use Ctrl-C from her mail and Ctrl-V it here! Thank you all!)

We talked about where everyone was, how many are married. We got 13
(the married ones). There were some uhhh-s and ohhh-s on hearing
some of the unexpected ones getting married. We talked about how
everyone has changed. Girl 3 preferred to call it “evolution”. She
says “Oh evolution happened to all of us”. All she talked was about
Paleantology, Anthropology and many other ologies.

After a lot of chit-chat n clicking, Girl 6’s bro came to pick her up.
Next was a big confusion of paying. 300 by 6 and each of us had a
100 Rupee note. We needed change. Ok I headed straight to the cash-
counter and asked 10 50-Rupee notes for 4 100s. Isnt it confusing
already. Finally Girl 1 stepped forward, used her mathematical brains
and solved the issue. Whew. The girl was an Einstein! Girl 3 produced a pink paper and 10 Rupees and insisted on paying the bill with it. Maybe it was time someone told her money was green in US and pink nowhere. She claimed that pink paper was some 50-rupee coupon and the people there bought that story! Oh well, gotta start collecting all kindsa pink papers from now.

We had another photo session and weight-checking session in front of
Ambrosia. We weigh 57, 55, 54, 54 and 45.

Next Ros and I left in her Kinetic Honda to Sari Centre while the
other 3 left for Technopark. After a lot of “bahalams” we got 2
Salwar materials for Rose. Rose left and I was walking to my home
when a car screeched and stopped behind me! Ooops its the 3
Technopark-go-ers. Back after a trip to the Technopark gate. (I
forgot to tell them they will need some ID card or call letter for
entrance ino the premises).

All of us then went to my home. They all loved my goodie goodie
room, pink things all over it. We cracked some jokes, watched some
TV, took more pictures and left for Coffee Beanz. Open Chicken
Sandwich was a huge mistake! The bread is thicker than 3 Oxford
Dictionaries placed one on top of the other. So we threw away all
forks and spoons and attacked the food with hands and teeth. Girk 2 had a smile on her fce when she finally won the “war” with her
Sandwich.
And then our milk-shakes came. Wow the food was real heavy. Burp!
We left by 5.
And now I am back home burping and sipping a coffee that has no place to
find in my stomach. Burp!

Well that was the last line in the mail I am not really sipping coffee right now. Did some editing hope it doesnt look too bad. If you dont feel like writing you really shouldnt! For writing, my friend is not a job! It is a passion! Love! (Ok Cris go to sleep!)

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2 Comments »

  1. ur weight is 75 right? flipping the digits is not allowed.nice post though!

    Comment by Me! — May 30, 2006 @ 00:32 | Reply

  2. “If you dont feel like writing you really shouldnt! For writing, my friend is not a job! It is a passion! Love!” I always find a piece of advice for me in every post of yours ๐Ÿ™‚

    Comment by Javed Miandad — November 27, 2010 @ 22:21 | Reply


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