Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Days that should never end

A speedy round trip to Manesar [[Haryana]] to pick up some stuff from a factory (how entertaining);
One eying at beautiful heavy rain of the evening through changing lines of a screen door and getting immediately back to sleep;
Waking up in the evening to realize its a Tuesday and on The Tuesday me and my two friends (Parmeet Singh Ghai & Moirangthem Ranjan Singh; since the names aren't at all friendly let's keep it Pammi & Ranjan!) were supposed to go to Salvation;
Driving to PVR Saket with Ranjan's "Why so serious" head outside the window and my wish to get rid of him; (Gandhiji said thinking bad about someone is as bad as doing bad, so I didn't say a thing..!)
Going to Salvation;
Driving back home shirtless (but Pammi wouldn't take his shirt off, maybe because of his ultra hairy shirtless profile (how do I know that?!!???!) or maybe because of Ranjan sitting right behind him in the back seat and his never dwindling Guys Gone Wild nature!;

[Yes! I admit that I dont have "regular" friends and this is as good as it gets]


Getting beered..
Trying to get us all killed in a three sum on Pammi's Pulsar;
Running our rest of the way to In n Out after leaving the bike at a roadblock to find chewable things;
Walking and riding back home and trying the killing action one more time;
Cooking Top Ramen;
Finishing our beer bottles and feeding Brownie (A dog that sleeps forever but always wakes up for a party!) with ketchuped potato chips;
Seeing Pammi off at 0545 hours;
Saying "over and out" to myself;
Trying to sleep;
Thinking;
Sleeping.

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That was PM of 31st June and AM of 1st July. Ranjan and I, once again, "slept together"! Pammi evaded his way out, suffering from Fight or Flight condition and rapidly acting on his adrenaline. Ranjan was asleep anyway, not "wild willed" anymore but who knew if Pammi slept and Ranjan woke up?!?! After all, the whole evening Pammi got Ranjan to pay on whatever he demanded.

Once in a while, I dont mind a strawberry-banana-chocolate-mango shake.
Its like a friendly bonus! Hey, but is this getting controversial?! I was only talking about a day with everything: - ear fitt-fatting 'cuz of speed, rainfall, near death experiences, naked (partially) windy drive, salvation, American Style Lays (cuz I won when Pammi fought for Tomato Lays), Berry Jelly ice cream instead of Cream Bell Triples that makes me think about girls and relationships, realization of Berry Jelly ice cream too being as miserable as Triples, waiting outside Audi 4 as Salvation started about 50 minutes late, avoiding Pammi's ex-Dell-friend and party.......................

My friends are retards and so am I.
But in Kurt Cobain's words, "that's okay my will is good.."

;)

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PS: Btw this is what Brownie's up to right now:



4 comments:

Ranjan July 2, 2009 at 8:22 PM  

haha!! hmmm.. good one... nw m waiting for another dose of the same rioting.. and this time will put on more 'why so serious' look as I watch the world go by out of the window..!! :P

and with even lesser clothes!!! lol!! poor pammi will die of shame or torture... whatever comes first to him.. hahaha!!

sunny July 8, 2009 at 9:04 AM  

hehehe..
i think he's already in trauma, now he's not gonna join in when u're in already, waiting for him with things to greed and then molest him with. an extra cheese pizza, for example, which is still due but pammi would think a million times first! (though he 'll get trapped for sure)! ;)
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chrysalis July 13, 2009 at 9:28 PM  

hillarious!!!

A WARNING TO PAMMI FROM THE BIG SIS: if you happen read this... ;) DON'T give ur bike to my brother.. or...

And.. loads of love to my darling browny.. muaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... :)

sunny July 13, 2009 at 10:50 PM  

brownie blushes! :P
but right now he's not coming out from under the bed cuz of fireworks cracking outside about 2 hours back..
maybe someone got married or something..
he's still in trauma!!

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hehehhehe, pammi wont listen, that's called brotherly loyalty! :D

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