Everything around you looks so dreamy. The freshly washed earth and the glistening green leaves make you want to breeze through life. There’s something about the monsoons that makes you want to break the routine monotony and pull back, spend time with loved ones. Enjoy simple pleasures of life such as watch movie at home, go out for a drive or even plain sit on your window sipping tea, having a chat and enjoy the pitter patter.
When it rains there’s a huge interplay of nature. You see the marching clouds, the sea in its different moods, sometimes there are huge waves dashing on the shore, sometimes its calm against just simply welcoming the rains to fall on tenderly; the sky changing colors, the lightening, the thunder…all these create an atmosphere which don’t just bring out the romance but the romanticism in you.
The forces of nature that you see dancing to the tunes of rain drops, pose to be more intriguing than gaining knowledge about the economy, politics or technology. And it is then that you realize the petiteness before nature. When the sky comes pouring it is the nostalgic time for me. along with generating an urge for having pakodas the rains definitely take you on a poetic tour and bring forth the long lost memoirs. You start interpreting life on a whole. The days gone by start playing on your mind again. It brings everything on a hold and lets nature play its part. It definitely triggers your mind to get thinking being creative, being romantic.
The power dynamics between men and women never stop, do they? Player or no player, peep toes or ballerinas; men are just about nothing without women. But it’s still hard to find words to write something about women who leave a mark on our lives. The women I know may leave an impression of being submissive but confidence is something they don’t lack. And that is really what womanhood should be all about.
“A woman has strengths that amaze men. She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens. She holds happiness, love and opinions. She smiles when she feels like screaming. She sings when she feels like crying, cries when she’s happy and laughs when she’s afraid. Her love is unconditional. There’s only one thing wrong with her, she sometimes forgets what she is worth.”
Happy ‘belated’ Teacher’s Day
P.S- belated on purpose because she is often forgotten(like this post).
Well I cant tell you how ecstatic I am after my very very first stint at the King of pubs “Enigma” at THE J.W.MARIOTT…
On the 11th of July, 2008, it was a reunion for me Medha and Srishti after a long 5 years…Srishti one of my bestest friend had come from Delhi to be with her beau(Kunal) whose currently studying at the ICFAI , Mumbai.. Medha, Rohit and me waited for Srishti at the bandstand who was running late by 2 hours… she came in with Kunal, his sister(Kanika) and his brother-in-law(who have currently got married and were high on spirits(read passion))… we met did our muahs and hugs after meeting and headed straight to the sea side… we discussed our POA for the night.. we had just begun chatting and suddenly it started raining….by the time we reached for our cars we were totally drenched… after calling each other up while in the car we decided to head to Enigma(I overheard Medha telling someone that the entry pass for Enigma was Rs.2500, but since she’s a Jet Crew we got entry Free! Free! Free! Free!)
As planned we headed straight to the Mocha’s at Juhu Beach for some pet-puja…. All of us gathered around the table and started our baatcheet….. Srishti Medha and me laughed our lungs out remembering our childhood days….. The way Srishti used to dress up, Medha’s nonchalance’s , the way I used to bully everyone and all that…. It was a hell good time… after almost 2 hours of non- stop chit chatting we left for the Mariott…
I was impressed when we drove up to the podium of Mariott… what a beautiful hotel it is… but the crowd sucked bigtime(no pun intended!)… as we went to the entrance of Enigma the bouncers(saw them for the first time…they were more impressive than the guys around…believe me)…. Took us in and showed us the way…. We finally entered Enigma… the place was jam- packed… the central area was where the bar was… the bartenders were showing off their skills at making cocktails… at far one end was the DJ.. Supposedly some high profile DJ… but bet me on this, he was a far cry from the local DJ’s we get at our college fest…. The kinda remixes he was playing were awful… it seemed like he had been playing the same kind of stuff for whatever past time that the local crowd sang with it(not assuming coz I never heard those songs)…. The music sucked bigtime… the crowd around me was alarming…. The dresses I saw at Lokhandwala and Bandra(which I always thought were for some fancy dress)… were here at display at Enigma… size didn’t matter to these girls and most of them were scantily dressed…. Obviously they were with their bodyguards(read boyfriends)…. But that didn’t stop few uncle likes and foriegners from checking them out(mean it literally)…. At one wend I saw this Richie ladies group(I called them aunties club) were almost the centre of attention… they looked well bred and seemed
from good families….but god knows why I felt they were on some mission(like take one and get all of us free…I kno pathetic)… one of them was even approached by a foreigner and it seemed she turned him down…later god knows why she went searching for him couldn’t find him…poor soul…(me and my friends were tired so we were checking out all this)… finally the aunties club gave up and left….we were having a good time… with Kunal’s didi and jijaji all over each other ;)…. Meds and Rohit jiving the thing they do the best and Kunal, Srishti and me doin bhangada on the not-so-cool Punjabi remixes….
We were awating for the clock to tick 1 am as after 1am there were free shots for women… but these kanjoos people(read Mariott) had some other definition for shots…. After 1 am the bartenders got atop the serving table and danced the coyote style….. They spun around their bottles and grabbed girls and poured the contents directly in their throat… it tasted like orange juice but was quite strong… Srishti said it was Tequila… I quite didn’t like it so didn’t go for the second round… again after this we danced…. People by now had started moving out… what I couldn’t miss was few couples who were so much in love that they sung the love songs played by the DJ to their girls…touche..;)
All in all it was an amazing experience… the time which I spent with all of them was awesome…it was great bonding after a long time…. Also not to foregt the main reason why I went to the Mariott was to checkout the fleet of cars owned by the Bachchans… yes I saw the extraordinary Jaguar and Bentley!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Verdict : excellent….go with a group of people to enjoy the max….just like the Queen(read me 😉