It all started on friday afternoon... had to drop my mom to the station..dad already boarded a flight in the morning so actually i was all alone after 4 pm on friday.. and i was looking forward to meeting the gang..
Yeah i was slacker that day.. didnt give the presentation i wanted to.. wonder where that limelight hogging bhimania has gona and remains a lazy, bakchod bhim..
By 7 it was clear i wouldnot be able to work late into the night.. the entrepreneurial spirit which has been associated with me had long gone and i wanted to get out of my lab.. so hit the gym... by 8:30.. Don and saree were on their way from gurgoan.. i reached home.. played a new CD..sing and dance routine all alone.. realized i am still good at it..atleast the dancing part..and well did improvise some new moves.. saree called and asked to rush to priya to get tickets for Omkara.. Betichod saala.. this is OMKARA fever which is bound to grip everyone who sees the movie..
9:45 - sareen and don joined me.. pat came the congrats from Don.. about my new conquest of asking out a girl in my institute... well yeah..it was not about the girl it was about regaining lost confidence..
had a quick dinner at Nirula's and i explained to saree my modus operandi..
10:35..OMKARA- chutiye aur bewakoof mein dhaage bhar ka pharak howe.. dhaage ke inghe bewakoof to unghe chutiya.. dhaaga hata do to kaun bewakoof aur kaun chutiya.ek karode ka prashaan hai bhaiya!.. Siaf ali khan has attained cinematic immortality with this classic role of langda tyagi..
And i could gauge the impact on Don by the fact that during intermission he came out of the hall and shouted - "BETICHOD! MOOTNA KAHAN HAI"..and the suave, urbane crowd of priya could hardly hide their shocks.. but yeha all phoney bastards..like me..
2:30 reached my den.. all three.. and started the favorite pastime of ours.. Backchodi... went on till 4;00 and then slept..
To be continued....as two days are left
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