Birthday Bash in Bangalore: A Religion Called Alcoholism

I was dying to write this since I came back from Bangalore but couldn't write it giving to my busy routine. But finally, I took some time out to pen this enlivening, exhilarating incident.

Talks were going on with Abhiraj and Suhag that when will I go to their place (Bangalore). They made it very explicative that I'll definitely have the time of my life there. It was a collectively conciliated that I should reach there before 22nd September, which is my birth date. So I decided that I'll go to Bangalore. Somehow, I convinced Zidanne to tag along. So we're both going to Bangalore and I was agog over going there. I annunciated Abhiraj that Zidanne will also consort me. He was more than happy to meet a school mate after five years and was overjoyed. We finally decided on 21st Sept. as our departure date. But all of a sudden Abhiraj called on September 19th.
"Ruchir, you need to leave today itself. I've a day off tomorrow. We'll have fun."
"But I need to figure out some things and also there is some work to be done which is undone yet." I replied.
"Vamoose everything and just come yaar." He tried to persuade.
"Zidanne's parents are in town and we can't depart until tomorrow morning." I tried to explain.
"Then you leave today. He may join later." He was adamant.
"Okay, I'll let you know." And I disconnected the call. It was already 8:30 pm. So I was in a dilemma to go or not. But finally I decided that I'll go. I completed my dinner at rocket speed and headed towards Kacheguda Railway Station. It started raining abruptly. Completely drenched in rain, I reached the station. Luckily, a late train to Bangalore was available, so I called up Abhiraj to inform that I'll be there by next day afternoon. He was so euphoric, that it seemed that he was literally hugging me from the other end of the line. I took the directions from him to reach his place after arriving in Bangalore and disconnected. I was elated too. After all, I was going to meet my best friend after 3 long months. It was a feeling that could not be described and should be left unexplained. I boarded the train at 10:30 pm. There were not much people so I took a sigh of relief that the night will pass smoothly with a sound sleep. Less I knew, I was epically wrong. I couldn't sleep due to excitement and maybe around 5:00 am, I think I slept. The next morning I woke up just to realise it was already afternoon. I was ten minutes short from reaching Bangalore.

At the stroke of one, the train jerked and stopped. Here I was. Bengaluru it is. I always wished somewhere in my heart to visit this beautiful city and now I was finally here. It was a very novelistic feeling. I took out my phone to read the directions and started searching for the bus en route. Someone told me that city has no modes of conveyance in working conditions but cabs. Fuck! Cabs are too costly to hire and as I was the lone to travel, I was royally fucked. But there was no way other than getting fucked, so I took a cab and reached the place, cursing my luck all the way. When I finally reached, I saw Abhiraj from a distance and I felt the joy of abysmal friendship. We greeted each other like we normally do (read gaalis Hindi expletives). It would be a reunification of Titans, as termed by a common friend of ours. And I felt, it was damn true. It was predecided that the days here will be full of insobriety and tipsiness and the only religion we'll follow would be alcoholism. I had readily agreed to that and it started instantly. By the time the sun had set, we were two beers down and the bottle of Signature whiskey was inviting us to inebriate it. But we waited for Suhag. He had some plans with his colleagues to go for a movie but he cancelled it for me. Actually, he made the plans and then backed out. So his colleagues were pissed. But he fucked up big time when he cussed at a totta (hot girl) in his office and eventually she fainted. He then walked out immediately, unaware of she being fainted but her brothers (read rejection-feared-one-sided-asshole-lovers) teamed up against Suhag and started bitching about him. But he was hardly concerned. Meeting him was another joyous moment. He was changed a bit but his craving for RMD was still intact. We started drinking and chatted about our present lives. We didn't realize when it was past six in morning. But from six to eight we literally ROFLed about a drunk joke involving Akhil-Nikhil (their roommates). That day both went to their office and I slept all day making them feel jealous as fuck. Later in the day I found out that both of them dozed off too in their respective offices. At midnight, we cut the cake, which was a surprise but somehow I knew. Beers and cake makes a good combination, I realized it that day. My phone was ringing constantly till 2 am and then I had a goodnight sleep. Another boozy night passed. The next day we had nothing much to do but the night was awaiting some more drunkenness and a real good time. By this time, Zidanne had arrived. We decided to whisk to Hard Rock Cafe, so me, Suhag and Zidanne hired a cab to the happening place. Abhiraj was already there waiting for us. The ambience of the place was ecstatic and I was enraptured at the very moment. Free-flowing booze, girls in skimpy clothes (My personal favorite), great music (for which it is renowned) on a crescendo, enamored lighting, and much more that I forgot, for which my sottishness is to be blamed. Yes the drinks were a bit too costly but everything was worth the price. We quaffed beers and smoke fags. The tequila shots at the end were as a filip to our intoxication. We crossed our budget a little but it was worth it. After 11:30, we left the place and headed home. Old Monk rum was waiting for us to be get gulped at home. We swilled down that too and by the end of it, we all were completely sloshed. Also, Suhag was a bit high and was talking nonsense (lavry). I don't remember when I dozed off but when I woke up the next morning, my head was heavy and I was on a bean bag. We left the next morning for Hyderabad and the boozy days came to an end. We bid adieu to all of them and boarded the train. The return journey is not much to talk about. It was a nightmare, giving to the rush in the general compartments.

After stepping back on the land of Annas, I changed my religion back from Alcoholism to Hinduism. Cheers!!!