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@ BITSAA Delhi Meet

Dt. 23rd Oct, 2010

Venue: Liverpool Terminal, Tivoli Gardens, Delhi

First things first. Surely they did not come up with the name this year ;) Relegation Much.
An excellent choice of location. Farmhouses are way better than Auditoriums of Halls and topping it was the weather. Perfect day for a cocktail party. Perfect opportunity to meet fellow Bitsians, most of 'em for the first time, many of 'em after more than a year. Did I have anything better to do? Frankly, OASIS, but things don't pan out always. Was the Saturday Night worth it? Totally.

The Bling
Shouldn't hot chicks be like the middle name for Cocktail Parties? Well everything's not what it seems. But there always is a ray of hope. Especially when you are in a cluster of farmhouses. So after a few exchanged pleasantries, and a few drinks down, we trotted towards the IIFT Fashion Show (For MBA Aspirants, like me, out there, the F in IIFT is for Fashion). Just what was needed to get those testosterone levels bursting. And at times like these, we sit and wonder, "Engineering, really?". Human Nature, never gets satisfied. Lets just leave it at that.

The Crash
Crashing Parties. Fun-eh. First the IIFT Show, now a wedding/reception party. The aim was to find chicken and kebabs, but gol-gappas and chaat had to do. Btw, if the party organizers are reading this, please a request, "learn to throw a party before actually throwing another one". Boring.

The Sardar
Back at our den, things were starting to warm up, from the insides (Get It!). And whats better than comedian. A drunk Surd. At least this one was. 72-77 Batch, pardon my "ability" to remember names. You remember that classic surd joke. "Paape time ki hoya hai? And then the sardar turns his wrist to check time, and spills glassful." So, he held a glassful of cocktail, and delivered the joke perfectly. The USP o'course was the unexpectedness of it all. You don't expect someone 30 yrs older than you, probably having kids of your age, to do something like that. You'd think it'd be hard to top that. Well, he did it. Now he had a quarter glassful. And we thought that finally he will get to the usual topics of discussion at such affairs. But you remember that joke when the same sardar being intelligent doesn't fall for the same trick next year and says so with hand actions of 'nahi' thus spilling the drink again. Well he did it perfectly with an innate skill of a comedian, adding a twist all the while, thereby spilling a lot on us too. Fun.

The Meet 
Alumni Meets. I am sure you know what to expect. The usual stuff was going around. Stories of their times, stories of our times, the present time, the plans et al.

The Drunk
Limits. Should. Be. Known. As simple as that. And since I haven't named a soul yet, I will refrain here too. And when "you" read this, do keep those words in your mind. It wasn't pleasant towards the end, really. And some of the best laid plans - that started and ended with not going home until next morning (Mind It!) - had to be adopted for half the gang.

The 2-3 Show
Mocha. One of the few places that would still be buzzing at that hour. The usual, and catching up on the past year and a half, and more. And that BlueBerry shake was delicious.

The Drive
Mani Singh Johar. The man behind the wheel. The man at the behest of whom this has been written. The man who deserves a mention. Close friends do know of this incident. Chintu (Mani's bro), a few years ago, on his way back to Pilani, in a rented chauffeur-driven car,  not only finds himself at the wheel, at 3-4 am, but also sleeping. Next thing, A Khet, A tractor, possibly few damages, 2 of our favourite people alive, and a story that is sure to be told at our silver jubilee meet. And you don't expect two fruits from the same tree to fall apart from each other. And for a half high Mani to pull the rabbit out of the hat, *bow*.
After picking up 2 more from the remotest corner of Gurgaon, we decided to drive to Manesar, 25-30 kms towards Jaipur, to have a bite at our very own all night McD, only to be stuck in a jam that reminded of the one in China last month. And after an hour of waiting, where the truck divers behaving like this was any other day, switching off their head lights and dozing off, we decided to act upon the idea of getting the car on the road to the other side, which was a good 3 ft. below the one on which we were, separated by a green slope with potholes and protruding tree trunks cut to a feet or two, and a fencing around a feet high, and not to mention the trucks on the other side whooshing past us at 100kmph. With a little bit of commonsense engineering and with a panicky-daredevil-not so sober Mani at the wheel, we got beyond saving at least a few hours to say the least.

The End
Finally, checked in back at my place around 7, dead tired.

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Harry

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