Yappy Hew Near !!

It was that time of the year again!!
Great discounts, awesome food, live music, colourful streets and of course, network issues! The chilly last night of December, always, seems to magically turn into a warm fairy tale, complete with fairies in their white dresses, free flowing champagne, confetti rising in the air, people dancing to great music and cakes, chocolates, pastries and beautiful women!! Its a merry time, as everyone plans to bid goodbye to the old year and welcome the new year! Couples want to make it a special occasion, friends want to have the best time together, children want to eat the ice cream and watch the fireworks, families go out and celebrate and have a great time together, and politicians......well I don't exactly know what they do. And to make this last day of the year special and eventful, everyone makes plans. Everyone, but a bunch of lazy friends, which umm...includes me as well.

Before I go ahead with the story it is better if you know a little bit about my friends.
Shane is the guy who dresses up very nicely and is always in the mood to dance.
Aalap is the guy mostly seen with torn jeans and a Rammstein t-shirt who thinks his almost 5 year old Maruti 800 is a beast capable of doing what, even a Lamborghini can't do.
The guy with the long unkempt hair would be Vishal. A creative genius, he wears shorts in the cold.
Karen and Sonali. Two best friends. They are both girls.
And me. I am single.

So, the night starts. Shane and Aalap, both reach my place about 8 30 in the evening. I have a little food, put on a white tee and blue jeans (always works), bid goodbye to my parents and join them to have "fun" in the night. Basically have a blast! We hadn't really planned anything The best plans are the ones, that are never planned. Or so we thought.

We were quite wrong.

A 5 minute drive later, we are at Vishal's place. We planned to meet up and then go and have dinner at some nice place, with maybe a little jazz playing in the background, if lucky maybe even ask a few girls out and then finally top it up with whiskey flavoured ice-cream.
But when did plans ever work?
Vishal was too lazy, moreover his money was stolen by his maid, Aalap was busy playing my guitar, Shane was busy lamenting the fact that he turned down the offer to go to an awesome party with Karen and Sonali, and instead, hang around with 2 decently dressed guys and a guy in shorts, and I...well I was searching for chocolates in the fridge. After a lot of arguments, discussions and 2 chocolates later, we finally decided on what to do for the night and how to celebrate, have a blast and generally have a good time!

We decided we would order pizzas. Yup! And oh yeah...Minute Maid Pulpy Orange and Mazaa too! Non-alcoholic. We also planned to watch a movie.

Now, deciding to have pizzas and watch a movie was a different thing. But deciding on which pizzas to have and which movie to watch was a whole different battle altogether!

Spicy chicken?
No!
Why not?!
Maybe, but not too much cheese!
But they just started cheese burst!!
How about Chicken Barbeque??
Hmm...that sounds nice..!
Where's the loo?
Can we order veg too??
Do they have discounts??
Where's the loo???

After a zillion seconds of group discussions and rejections, finally we decided to have spicy chicken. Now the size.

Medium?
But will it be sufficient for four?
No medium is too small! Lets go for large!!
Who's gonna have large??
Medium is fine!
How about extraaa large??
Let's cook the food!
How big is medium?
Eh! I found an awesome tune!
I think one large and one medium should be fine!
How about 2 medium sized pizzas??!

It was worse than a parliamentary debate.

Finally we ordered one medium and one large pizaa. And some Minute Maid and Mazaa to accompany. Deciding the movie was much easier though. Only thing was the external hard disk started to act funny and refused to play us the movie. No matter how much we pleaded, begged, slapped, disconnected and reconnected it, it simply wouldn't play! Stupid hard disk!
Fortunately Vishal had Russel Peter's on his laptop!! YAY!!

Thank God for Russel Peters! He saved the night!

Or so we thought...again...

Somewhere in the middle of Russel abusing the Arabs, and the Minute Maid almost getting over, Shane had this sudden urge of going and meeting someone...you know...someone...
This someone stayed in a far far away land...and Aalap being the one who owns the Lamborghini...I mean Maruti 800, had to drop Shane there. Aalap forced me to go with him or else he would never pay me the cash he owed me. Vishal was...just lazy. So it was Aalap, Shane and me, once again, in the car, going to a far far away land, to meet Shane's someone.

It wasn't all that bad actually...we got to see a couple of drunken people abusing the lamp posts! Funny..hehe..

We reached back after about an hour or so, and all of us were too sleepy to do anything. So we joined the beds, almost forgot to wish each other good night, did our thing at the loo, and somehow managed to go to sleep. The lights went off at about 1 a.m. in the morning.

Well...come to think about it, it wasn't all that bad. Sure, there was no great music, no awesome food, and definitely no cute girls, but somehow this will be a new year that, probably all of us will remember for quite a long time..
Aalap, who had plans of getting drunk that night, did not have a single beer. Shane got dressed up for the guys. Vishal lost his money. And as for me... well...I am still single!


Oh! by the way...