The way the cookie crumbled!!

Well,last day i got drunk.Not the usual way.The nostalgic way.Like the particular drunk u become after a few of those stiff beer-whisky drinks on an empty stomach.Like the feeling you have of falling from the end of the universe onto mother earth and then apologizing stammeringly at everything u bump into,which,of course,includes that chair in the corner of my room.I'm talking about a mild inability to walk.Whatever.I wondered what the guys were upto in Calcutta....Christ!partying at Roy's place.Damn!Kinda recalled that last week in Calcutta,before i left it permanently to join my god-foresaken job,i think.

Aug 16: I can never forget this day for obvious reasons.Mainly,cuz i eluded death four times.I met Aditi,hanged out with her.Ate lunch in the form of a round-shaped dish called pizza.And she,of course,gifted me that special mug which ive still managed to preserve even after all that boo-blaa-boo!Exchanged farewell greetings.Left.Ohh!and I also dodged a 8X8 glass slab which got shattered but not before injuring the guy standing next to me.SO i went along my way,doing my last calcutta shopping,all alone.Next stop-Habibs.Yes,I had decided to cut my mane which had unfortunately taken the shape of a dozen horse tails.I did get it cropped down,in spite of the mind-heart conflict over the hairdo.Ohh!and i did get hit by a high speeding auto at the Kalighat crossing. Went over to Ritu's place.ektu adda maarlaam.ektu chaablaamo korlaam.aar ektu adda maarlaam,till i bored her and Ronju to death.And went over to mashi'r bari.Ohh!And also almost got hit by a drunk driver who was trying out his stunts on the wrong side of the road.Ektu chai khelam,Ektu decent 22-year-ish shaajlaam.Bollam abar aashbo.And then ritualistically went to Omkar's place.Ohh!I also slipped off the mini-bus and spent half a minute dangling on the steps,while the bus speeded over the Gariahat Flyover.Thanks to the conductor.

Day before Yesterday:Did nothing worthwhile all day but definitely made it a point to get sloshed at nite and then get caught drunk by mom.It was the gang's-out day.Went to Silver Sands,salt lake,while Rishi freaked me out by his new car stunts.And while the Sap,Shibu and Angshu bitched about my new haircut.At the end of the evening,Got drunk on quite a few pegs of whisky.Drunk Angshu and more-drunk me had started crying in the bar itself.Was pretty certain society was THE motherfucking evil.Didnt notice the quiet l'il sms.Exchanged farewell greetings again.Got really depressed about leaving the guys with whom i had spent the best four years of my life.But reconciled to the fact that i needed a change.And it was what i got.

Ahh,the Last day:You know the feeling which sets in when you have something else in your mind but u just gotta act cool.I wasn't cool.Nor fashionable.Nor hep.Whatever.Met up for lunch with Ritu and Clems at Bedwin's.Hogged mercilessly on Biriyani and Chaap,talked nonsense till Ritu laid down her 'ground' rules.Then,again ritualistically went to omkar's house.Ate some fuchka,and some coke and then ate some more fuchka.Then marched off to Ritu's place yet again...ektu adda maarlaam,ektu chaablaamo korlaam.Exchanged farewell greetings again.Then met up with Gini at the frigging cold Barista in Rashbehari.Gifted her a non-expensive bar of chocolate (which i too wanted to eat,but she didnt let me :-P)...ektu adda maarlaam,ektu chup thaaklaam,ektu really-bad Gini-recommended-cold-coffee khelam.Aar ektu adda maarlaam,ektu nonsense talk korlaam.Exchanged farewell greetings again(or did i??)...and then ran off to my aunt's place late at nite.Got pestered by my sister bigtime.And finally told something nice to someone,who's much more nicer,at 3 am.And woke up in the morning,cursing myself.

Well,in any case u've managed to survive this long rant and the amateur-ish diary-ish language,you must be thinking what the hell im talking about and why so suddenly this nostalgic outburst.
Cuz i miss home.
Cuz i miss the ye ol'gang.
Cuz i miss so many others who've made a difference to me.
Cuz i miss Calcutta.
It'd be great to relive those days again and go back.But its just that things have become different.People have changed.Too many complications.I dont wanna go back.I guess i just love my memories. :-)