House Warming

House Warming

This blog is intended towards people who werent present for bhaiyya n Co's. House warming party. Hence this blog might seem a li'll descriptive to those who were present. I've linked the description to pixx so that it might be easier for u guys (with inferior IQs) to relate to what was going on. Ive tried to maintain similar tempos of the blog with that of the party. You guys are the judge.

The Intro:
So there I was on on a pluvious friday evening, sitting inside Helmand's having second thoughts about an expensive trip to Baltimore. But the sight of Aup put me to ease; reason...well its more to do with the zillion trips he has made to Baltimore for no specific reason. Or to put it better ... it was good to be back 'home'. The food as always was close 'fresh' orgasm as is possible... and the ice-cream even better !! So off we went to bhaiyya's place carrying rotund bellies and feather light wallets.

The Place:
Bhaiyya's place is a 3 bedroom neat little apartment with a fireplace (with a bear rug besides it, wud serve them well enough for many of their sausage parties :-). The place between the living room and the kitchen has a nice little bar area. We setup the furniture, lamps, home theater system (a sexy Onkyo system that bhaiyya purchased) the same night.

The Party:
It certainly wasnt anywhere close to the kinda people that we are used to in our parties. It was a motley bunch of people, 3 sets in all: Mike's friend's from Philly, Pranam's lab mates and some others from UMBC. Meghana had made some of her irresistable puffs for starters. But the atmosphere was still pretty uptight as people gathered around in groups and chatted amongst themselves. Some losers were watching Spiderman (no offence meant Lookateem). I started having having second thoughts abt the party again.

The Liquor:
First you take a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you...the theme of the party thyair. Booze was literally flowing like water. You name a drink/cocktail and you could find it in there. Right from Whiskey to Vodka to all kinds of beer to Tequilla to Martini....but sadly twas bereft of any O'Doulls :-). Bhaiyya and Lookateem teamed up as able bar-tenders and did a commendable job. Mike was completely gonno in the sense that he started kicking his friends from Philly in the butt. He was promptly taken out by one of friends where I hear Mike gave a 45 min lecture on who he was and his purpose in life.The alcohol did loosen up things a bit but the atmosphere was still a bit stiff to my liking. During a customary B.D break, Aup, Meg and me were comparing this party to the best we've ever had...Goli's bday party. Immediately we looked at each and roared....The Game !!!!

The Game:
During Goli's party atleast we guys knew each so we could be confident enough to write stuff out of the way. But after reading some of the stuff that was written by complete strangers to other strangers just had me rolling on the floor. When these guys came to know of the actual secret that you have to perform the thing that you wrote, the were appalled and started quite a scene...I sensed there itself...Aup's strategy of exhorting them into writing scandalizing scenarios had worked!!

The Performances:
First up was this girl (sorry im bad with names) who had written down for bhaiyya to dance on his fav Madhuri Dixit song. She was really flustered by mustered up the courage to add a twist to the proceedings...she wanted bhaiyya to accompany her (bhaiyya i think she fancied you ;-) ! Bhaiyya as we all know was now seriously embarrassed and started gulping down a couple of shots!! And after much persuasion he started his version of the 'Bihari Dixit' jig which had close to all of us in tears. Next up was this un-believable performance from Sumit. He had written down for another stranger (ofcourse) to perform a belly dancing act. He started like this...”Now fellas you all have to concentrate here”....pointing to his belly....and everyone rolled on the floor. There were other notable performers too like this dude Jayant (Pranam's friend) acted out his fantasy first night (well apparently he wants to plead to his partner to remove her clothes...sad). Abhishek (bhaiyya's friend) narrated an incident which was supposed to be his most embarrassing moment of his life...but it was hardly hilarious. So guess what me made him dance and thus he had delivered his most embarrassing moment...by far. Then there was this other guy who acted as Gabbar with Srikant hogging the limelight to volunteer as Thakur....the pic says it all....hilarious piecashit. Miss MU then sang 'Summer of 69'. Now I really noticed that she has some great ventriloquistic talents coz she hardly appeared singing but the voice was that of a drunk Mr.Balakrishnan. While Mike was downstairs explaining the purpose & his importance in Agnik and society per se, Aup did a brilliant impersonation of him ('Bho$@&e mein jaa ree...'). Lookateem did his customary bit of Helen and I teamed up as Jalal Agha, Pranam pissed on Balaji (Pranam = Dog & Balaji = Lampost), and I did the cliched Devsaab (GOD) + Gladstone Small (Satan) impersonation. On heavy public demand I even did a Bappi Da (He who must not be named)...'Yaad aa raha hai' which a lot of idiots couldnt grasp. Some pretty nice food from House of India was served to call it an end.

The End:

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end .

-Balls