Keep my mobile away from me ... after having the "last but one" beer or whisky or vodka; hte smses start rolling out ... I dunno why but suddenly the smsmes start rolling out.
Then you feel what a duffer and have another shot and then again look at the mobile .... this is generally how it ends if I am too smashed; else I come back home and sit on my laptop and harass some nice babes I know.
Yeah dont smile now ok ..
Anyways thats how it ends ... how it begins is around 6ish on a Friday I have NO plans as usual; then suddenly some phone comes and hte usual Q is ... why the eff are you in the office; and I go well ... its only 6 and my markets are on till 6; so gimme an hour more.
Then around 7ish I head out to a road in HK called LKF where I promise not to get tull and NOT to get my smses out. Neither happens of course.
So I hit home around 3/4 and then wake up around 12; head to the gym on the saturday.
work out for 2 hours because I HAVE to take out the beer.
Then the evenings come and hte usual thing happens.
But I want to change this .. not that I dont enjoy it; I love my drink and my friends here; but I wan to do something more constructive you know; and reduce my mobile bill.
So from this weekend onwards; I have stopped smoking. I have started playing squash for an hour and reduced my speed of intake of booze. I havealso started reading more.
Lets do a recheck and see what transpires over the next weekend in 8 days from now.
Oh yeah ... one thing you guys have to do is to pick up a sport and try being good at it. Its so refreshing.
Cheers.
My blogs are getting more and more arbit by the day. I need a drink I guess.
Adios.
Saturday, January 6, 2007
Monday, January 1, 2007
1 mad week in Delhi
My boss is a rather nice dude; he came up to me in early Dec and said why dont you take a break and head home for a week (dec 24th to 1st Jan) and within minutes I had a ticket with me.
I remember telling one of my coolest and hippest friends (she is a sweetheart too) that babes no drinking this time. What actually happened follows ->
Saturday (23rd Dec); flight to India at 10pm; drinks start at 3:30 pm (beer thankfully but then around 6 we are on vodka); am literally the last one to board.
Sunday (Dec 24th); Reach home; family talk; looking for bride for brother so talk ranged from "yeh (my bhai) kuchch karta hi nahin hai" to "Anshul what do you think of this girl for bhaiya"; so by 5pm I need a drink; reach home at a decent time.
Monday (Dec 25th); finished a bottle of red wine at lunch; then head to JNU to meet my olest friend who is getting married; drinks start at 7pm at a basketball court and post that we head to Gurgaon where we finish off at 3.
Tuesday (Dec 26th): stomach upset finally; mom looks and says "kuchch nahin ho sakta" so sit at home and then go to Old Boys Meet. No alcohol.
Wednesday (Dec 27th); Friends birthday; finally found a place in Delhi which played Alice in Chains and Pantera. My ex and I leave at the same time and in different cars and that becomes a matter of gossip. I love my bunch.
Thursday (Dec 28th); Mom is not happy; which is worse than mom is mad because then you know the reason; so the best thing to do is to take her shopping (never for her; all her jewellery shopping is for my cousins; friends; aunts etc; but anyways moms are moms); later in the evening Family dinner; all males from cousin to Dad are drunk. Mom again says "kuchch nahin ho sakta". I get my revenge.
Friday (Dec 29th); We had to reach IHC at 12 noon sharp; we were still in Dwarka at 11:35; we were in 2 minutes early. Dad headed straight for the vodka. I am rather aggressive. Met old old friend and spent 4 hours with her. Great time; I'm ALWAYS at peace with her. Evening get drunk and have a fight. First fight with a friend in 12 yrs. Happens. One moves ahead in life.
Saturday (Dec 30th); Friends from US have come meet them and have a nice time drinking tea and chilling. Go to a friends place for getting my thesis "why am I a dumper"; even her cute niece doesnt want to interact with me. Go to old old friends place again (thats another blog). Go to JNU (where I used to live); have a great time (no drinks; well just 2 pegs).
Sunday (Dec 31st); pack; talk property; meet friends. I was so effing pissed because I drove out to meet one of my closest friends and that man was busy scoring somewhere. Anyways drove back; I never knew what ppl meant when they said a white sheet of fog; but I did finally and trust me I dont want to ever do that again.
Reached home at 12:15 saw mom and dad hosting a funciton in our colony ... felt a bit selfless; headed up got all my chocolates and folks gave them off to the colony kids; dad had a red sweater on; so I made a few kids call him Santa.
Life has such little pleasures to offer which can give such happiness ... dunno why ppl complicate it.
Monday (1st Jan); in HK but I wanna be home.
Its 6 pm here and I am off to sleep.
Happy New Year to all!
I remember telling one of my coolest and hippest friends (she is a sweetheart too) that babes no drinking this time. What actually happened follows ->
Saturday (23rd Dec); flight to India at 10pm; drinks start at 3:30 pm (beer thankfully but then around 6 we are on vodka); am literally the last one to board.
Sunday (Dec 24th); Reach home; family talk; looking for bride for brother so talk ranged from "yeh (my bhai) kuchch karta hi nahin hai" to "Anshul what do you think of this girl for bhaiya"; so by 5pm I need a drink; reach home at a decent time.
Monday (Dec 25th); finished a bottle of red wine at lunch; then head to JNU to meet my olest friend who is getting married; drinks start at 7pm at a basketball court and post that we head to Gurgaon where we finish off at 3.
Tuesday (Dec 26th): stomach upset finally; mom looks and says "kuchch nahin ho sakta" so sit at home and then go to Old Boys Meet. No alcohol.
Wednesday (Dec 27th); Friends birthday; finally found a place in Delhi which played Alice in Chains and Pantera. My ex and I leave at the same time and in different cars and that becomes a matter of gossip. I love my bunch.
Thursday (Dec 28th); Mom is not happy; which is worse than mom is mad because then you know the reason; so the best thing to do is to take her shopping (never for her; all her jewellery shopping is for my cousins; friends; aunts etc; but anyways moms are moms); later in the evening Family dinner; all males from cousin to Dad are drunk. Mom again says "kuchch nahin ho sakta". I get my revenge.
Friday (Dec 29th); We had to reach IHC at 12 noon sharp; we were still in Dwarka at 11:35; we were in 2 minutes early. Dad headed straight for the vodka. I am rather aggressive. Met old old friend and spent 4 hours with her. Great time; I'm ALWAYS at peace with her. Evening get drunk and have a fight. First fight with a friend in 12 yrs. Happens. One moves ahead in life.
Saturday (Dec 30th); Friends from US have come meet them and have a nice time drinking tea and chilling. Go to a friends place for getting my thesis "why am I a dumper"; even her cute niece doesnt want to interact with me. Go to old old friends place again (thats another blog). Go to JNU (where I used to live); have a great time (no drinks; well just 2 pegs).
Sunday (Dec 31st); pack; talk property; meet friends. I was so effing pissed because I drove out to meet one of my closest friends and that man was busy scoring somewhere. Anyways drove back; I never knew what ppl meant when they said a white sheet of fog; but I did finally and trust me I dont want to ever do that again.
Reached home at 12:15 saw mom and dad hosting a funciton in our colony ... felt a bit selfless; headed up got all my chocolates and folks gave them off to the colony kids; dad had a red sweater on; so I made a few kids call him Santa.
Life has such little pleasures to offer which can give such happiness ... dunno why ppl complicate it.
Monday (1st Jan); in HK but I wanna be home.
Its 6 pm here and I am off to sleep.
Happy New Year to all!
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