Swing it on.....baby!!!!

I spent the entire weekend sleeping,drinking a bit of beer,eating out,pub-hopping,drinking some more beer,watched a couple of movies,caught up with friends...and drinking beer again.

Sunday.We went to this snazzy expensive pub 'Jazz'.Me,arnav and Venky.Even thought they didnt really play much of Jazz,I kinda liked the place.The place was a hybrid of Opium and SPE.The guys played classic rock and those pop-ish English tracks.But it felt good with all the beer and chicken.The Jukebox.Karaoke.The food.The drink.'Twas nice.The singing requests.I wanted to go a show off my beautiful voice,but I wasnt too drunk to do that.So I just went over to one of the singers and complemented him.Basically the day was a waste.

Saturday.Everytime me and Venky catch up on our terrace,enjoying the Saturday evening breeze,we go out checking every other pub and nightclub in town.Of course,it wouldnt have been wihout Sandy's bike.We drove all around the city,all evening and realized we were a pair of sausages loitering and trying to stag into every other night-club.The Osho chappals didnt help either.We hogged on some early night Bhurji-Pav and headed to our usual joint 'Apache' for some beer,fries and some heavy metal music.Thats where I bumped into Jassi'da.After almost 2 years.Small world.He had a crew-cut and a light stubble (He was a sardar,the last time I met him).But he looked much more happy and decent.If I was cranky in college,he was defintely the crankiest!!!

Sometimes I wonder,why I bump into people so often and at the wierdest of places.Like the day I met Sam at a Pune crossing,while he was on his bike and I was in an auto,part-drunk.And then when I met Arindam in a Mysore bus-stand.Or Anirban,whom I bumped into at a public toilet!!!Small world again.
But sometimes this small world thing freaks me out,for personal reasons.

Venky told me suddenly about how our life was soooo much better than many other people.AS in,earning money,hanging out with friends all the time,the stupid fun.....Remember,how I crib about my life so much.Maybe I wouldnt so much,if I had my own apartment,a car and the fact that I wouldnt be using my office net for personal use,like blogging.Maybe,I want everything else to be the same.Maybe not.