This blog talks about the last sunday…sundays can be the best days….can be the worst as well…yuk….office tomorrow….
Usually end up getting up too early on sundays…mayb we all are a bit too excited about this fun-day
Got up late …. pamperered myself to a lazy breakfast…this is special…sunday is sometime i usually look up to for a breakfast…the rest of the week passes in a jiffy… too fast to catch up on breakfast…
No hangover….Yahoo !!! for a change we had a dryish saturday night…
No one’s banging u …to get up.. no one breaking your door wen u r having a bath…no frantic last minute preparations to fool ur boss into believing that u worked late last night…. in many more ways i can go on describing why this day is so special to me
Did someone say..this day is for rest..u have to be a firm believer in God if u say so…According to the Bible, God set this day out for rest…to take some time out to remember him…..Many of the members from my clan rush to the nearest Church ….me too lazy for it…I believe in the ubiquitous nature of his presence…
Meals can be posponed …. it’s sunday again…who wants to have meals…and paricularly if it comes in packages called Andhra meals..yuk…In a way that fills me with melancholy…no food for thought…the hard i try..the greater is the detest that i develop towards the Andhra meals…better stay without food and die rather than stare in bewilderment at six cups and a big plate….Mom how much i remember your food….it is now i realise that the food served to me back home was not all that bad as i proclaimed it to be…
Well i wud have loved taking u through the rest of the day…but we must fast forward it straight to Red Hills…more because the Switzerland/Ukraine match is on rather than my desire to express something
Cut to the ‘Eat Street’ … i had laughed to my heart’s content wen someone spoke about it…how can we eat streets….thats not a a sense of humor i wud like to die with…we guys along with some girls ( hey don’t get excited…old IIFM frnds) decide to have our dinner in the street ..aka the Eat Street….The ride or do i say the process in transit was the most hated part of it…with one dude sitting on my lap..for 20 damn minutes…felt like a daddy to him….yuk…
Managed to land up there…hell where are the girls…we had left together…had they fooled us…i hope someone amongst us was carrying some decent amount of cash…what if they decided to go Dutch…what if we ended up having Chat.…making a mockery of the Pizza hut and subway joints… hell that comes later…i thought we should start looking for the girls … to avoid the embarrasment which could be doled out as early as the next day…
13 minutes and 200 meters later we managed to spot the girls…again thanks goes to Madhu….only she has a laugh which can transcend and still survive the madness that prevails here on sundays…
After distracting and almost disturbing a dude who was already for a date…we realised the urgent need to find to find ourselves some seat to settle down…who wants to sit….with the oomph factor floating in the air,babes flaunting their latest Levis…n some things more too… ;( —- [This can be taken up as a separate subject later on]—-boys hang on—–The absurd mix of the hyderabadi biryani and the loads of n perfumes makes me big feel dizzy…but who wants to miss the part of this action..Finally we managed to find a seat…big enough to seat the 7 of us…and no lovely ladies besides….just three hot babes sitting right across…Had a horrid time concentrating on the evening’s menu…
‘Drinks first’….that was Madhu….sending all of us yapping..et tu girls !!!! Leaving the pangs of laughter that got smashed by Madhu’s own…we decided to have Pizzas…..After one pizza,one coke and two ginger laced breads…the guys were looking at each other…bas itna hi khati hai kya yeh ladkiyan….
Topics taken up during the three course dinner..if we can call it…ranged from days at IIFM…to the work taken up by SKS Microfinance and Aide et Action…The SKS guys were hammering more of their points ….Aide et Action guys and girls….including me were more than happy to lend an ever ready ear….
The evening wud not be complete without speaking something about the beauty of the place. That wud be sin…well we are talking about the place and not of gals for the moment…Eat Street must consider herself lucky enough to overlook the Hussain Sagar Lake…..
The lake with all her splendour and charisma is a treat for the eyes…The statue of Buddha stands;if we can say;in the middle of the lake… as a symbol of truth..The lake is surrounded by a road aptly called the ‘Necklace Road’ …. laced with street lights all around….its was a moment filled with grandeur, a spectacle to be a witness to…for a moment i forgot about the pizzas,the girls …and all work that was discussed….i let my body and soul be drenched in the half moon lit sky..it was pure magic … a feeling can never be described to the complete… u have to be there to understand and appreciate it…..The place was given a techno edge with the airplanes landing amidst the backdrop of the lake only to disappear abrubtly behind a black dark mass ..which i kept guessing but cud never come up with any version of my comprehension…
The place casts its deadly effect on u…filling an eternal desire to pay her a visit again…i dont know wen that wud be possible…certainly looking forward to it…
The dinner’s over…some minor setbacks..still a week to go for our salaries…but worth a visit
The enigma created by the dark waters continuously splashing the shores….the cool breeze flowing taking away all ur pains..and mayb sins too…the moon lit sky….with clouds coming across in bits and parts..a deafenning silence if u can hear it…
That was special
I just lost the 1st half of the soccer match writing this blog…
Thanks to the ladies for making the boys behave like men
We love you ladies wen u do that
Lookin forward for a ‘BOYS ONLY’ hangout the next time….
Kudos to Hyderabad and ode to the Hussain Sagar…
I truly had a perfect Sunday
