A night at ShivajiNagar

                                                                 

Here is a story of 3 people who went slightly overboard celebrating the birthday.

Star : Ajju

Co Stars : Bankrupt Supple, Hungry Mota

Guest Appearance : Sweet Subi

This is an experience that I wish no one else has. It started off at 1 , we all were busy celebrating Ajju’s birthday ,and as usual Amrita ‘APS’ Rathore had office next morning , so it was decided that mota will drop her off at Indiranagar. Of course the birthday boy had to accompany. I ended up joining along because I had made a promise to Royal Sweetness that I will ensure, that I get her home. We were running a couple of hours late as per the initial plan.

Still No issues, Mota driving at Jet speed, we soon found ourselves outside the PG , bidding good bye to the ‘Buttery’ Amul and Subi . This is when our little adventure started. We were hungry, as we all know sometimes partying hard leaves you craving for more and more food, and for some weird reason (primarily because mota was too fast)  time was seeming slow, very slow, to matter of fact it was so slow that we didn’t think time could pass slower.We were so worng. It was only later that me and Ajju realized how slow the clock actually ticks.

We  reached Shivajinagar, it was as shady as you can imagine. Hunt for rolls began. We soon found a place and settled down. Not a great ambience , but we weren’t in a position to bargain due to time constraints (to our dislike as we found later , we were definitely not in a place to bargain)

We ordered 5 rolls, 3 for us and 2 for “Strong” Satya. We went ahead to order another Biryani, had to, with ‘Hungry’ Mota around  food would have never sufficed. It was then that we discovered a flaw in the seemingly perfect plan and so the hour began.

Mota had Rs 160, the bill would have come more than that. I and Ajju were without wallets, and Mota had Rs 0 in his account. No problem, he decided to widraw from the Atm, so he walked out, leaving me and Ajju behind. And then started, what may have been the longest wait in our lives. To add to our problems, The biryani arrived as soon as Mota left.

There we sat , the 2 of us, no money, waiting for mota to come back, resisting the food. Continuously we stared through the open door, and slowly the clock ticked. I asked ajju to message mota that biryani had come, but that too went wrong. Ajju phone went out of battery and last thing we saw on it was mota check-in into 5 different places in Shivajinagar, not even speaking to one another, we gaped at open space out of the door. In the meanwhile I asked for the bill and it was Rs 285. Mota returned , but the news was bad, he wasn’t able to widraw money. We had Rs 160 , a table full of food. We decided a full stomach will help us think clearer, so we ate , discussing future plans . It was decided that we will ask  Subi for help. Call was made, Money was requested but alas she too was bankrupt, though I think she said she would arrange the money (Surbhi you are so sweet )

So Mota took the car, and his journey began towards Surbhi who would be our rescuer, while me and ajju sat and discussed what would happen if we didn’t have the money. A bet was on, Ajju said Mota will be back by 3, I said 3:15. It’s amazing how slow the clock ticks , as we stared at the clock we considered the possible solutions.

Initially was Ajju’s fear, “bhai birthday ke din maar paregi aur bartan dhona parega”. I was slightly more practical. I decided to leave Amrita’s pen drive as mortgage , but we soon realized it was a bad plan. They didn’t look like a crowd who would enjoy a USB drive. So I changed strategy, it was Ajju’s birthday so I tried convincing him it’s high time he deserves a new phone, and we could mortgage the blackberry.

Ajju considered and said “ Bhai, Tab toh aur Roll manga sakte hain”

The fear was gone, all that remained was to wait for mota, It was 3:00, Ajju claimed that his time extends till 3:07, I agreed, the bet was least of my concerns. 3:05 the big man arrived. It was relief, which even Bit End sem results never gave us. He could not meet Subi but he got the cash, we paid the bill. We headed out had tea and headed back.

The owner realized the issue, his final words as I remember them “ Cash nahi tha toh bolna tha, yahaan credit card swipe ho jaata”

Ps: Mota explained why he got delayed, whihc included getting lost (yes people, i am not the only one who loses the way) and getting fuel refilled . But the fact still lies that the guy drove to indiranagar and back in 20 minutes with all these obstacles.