| Jan 15, 2008 |
| The Dinner |
Tuesday, 15th January 2008: It had been in plan for long. But unlike our much publicized Wayanad trip, this time the plan did not fail. We managed to somehow execute it. Today was the Official Harem Globetrotters dinner – just the four of us – me, RM, RS and SS.
The venue was Olde Bangalore near Devanahalli, where a month ago these guys had won that quiz. “South Parade”, as the restaurant is called, is named after the old name for M.G. Road. But you would be in for a shock if you though the prices were also a kickback on the olden days. And you would be even more shocked if you thought THESE guys would spend so much money on a dinner. If it was not for the gift vouchers they had received as prizes for the quiz, I am sure they would have restricted the “official” dinner to the nearest Shanthi Sagar (remember “Brindavan Palace”?)
It almost did not happen for me, as they had decided to ditch me and go by themselves. Not surprisingly, I was furious. Thankfully, just hours before their rendezvous they had a “change of mind” (more out of compulsion than out of compassion) and decided to take me along. At around 5:00 PM, RM turned up at RS’s place in KR Puram and that’s when I heard them mention that I should be invited along. After all, what fun is a dinner without a beautiful dame?
“We’d better call up and tell him that we’re starting off” exclaimed RS. RM called up SS and declared: “Abe Charlie, hum log Hebbal pahunch gaye. Ready ho jaa.” “It’ll take a couple of minutes more than expected – there’s a traffic jam at Hebbal” yelled RS, for good measure. All this, when we had not even started from KR Puram.
The drive to SS’s house took us around half an hour. RS was waxing eloquent about how the newly constructed Ramamurthy Nagar underpass reminded him of the tunnels in Germany and Switzerland – which in reality he would never have seen (I know for a fact that he’s never been to Switzerland in his life). RM seemed to be busy copying that stupid Jungle Book ringtone from RS’s mobile phone. It was tough to concentrate on the road, what with that idiotic Om Shanti Om blaring from the radio for the umptieth time today. By the time we reached his house, SS did not seem to notice that we had taken a little more that the “couple of minutes from hebbal” that RS had so accurately predicted. All’s Well that Begins Well. As SS later put it (when finally the truth was revealed to him), a new rule needs to be added to the Harem Globetrotters’ Charter: “We never tell the truth about our geographical positions”.
No sooner did we hit the main road, than we burst into the Harem Globetrotters’ Official Anthem. “It’s been a long time since we sang it!” exclaimed RM. It was great to be back together. Today, RS seemed to have taken a liking for all the humpies on the road, intent on bouncing over them. By the time we reached Olde Bangalore, night had fallen and my back had broken.
The restaurant was almost empty. Well, to be entirely truthful, it WAS empty, except for us and the staff. But it was a refreshing change since it meant that we could let our tongues loose (as if the presence of people deterred these guys any time). There was some gross PJ that RS cracked, which thankfully I do not remember, and of course there were his now famous declarations that he has “turned over a new leaf” (“leaves”, to be exact, since this declaration has now come multiple times) and was fully vegetarian. SS was content to gobble up all the non-vegetarian dishes himself. The dinner ended with a birthday cake. Needless to say, I was not part of it, since I am the odd one out – my birthday falls in June whereas these guys celebrate theirs within this one month span.
I can’t mention much about the discussions they had, since most of the topics have to be heavily censored before being mentioned in a public forum by a respectable girl like me. Of course, it bordered on girls, sports, office gossip etc. – what else can you expect from guys? By the time we finished dinner it was late into the night, but the discussions continued on the way back. Thankfully for me they managed to steer clear of the humpies. As promised to our parents, we managed to return home that day itself. It was a memorable evening, since this was perhaps the last “bachelor” outing for the Harem Globetrotters.
In the coming days, more than one life would change forever. |
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You seem to have gone bonkers or what??? What did we have to do with the "Brindavan Palace" incident?? you were nowhere near to that place. Don't believe in anything hearsay
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You seem to have gone bonkers or what??? What did we have to do with the "Brindavan Palace" incident?? you were nowhere near to that place. Don't believe in anything hearsay