2 absolutely amazing days with the oldest people I can call friends - my school mates. Spent saturday at Sidharth's house in gurgaon celebrating Pandu's b'day. Had a super house party, mixed with nostalgia. Got drunk, remembered old days, talked about life, danced and sang and then drove back home at 3 in the morning. People present were Sid and his beautiful and sporty wife Lucy, Sumit and his mind blowingly sweet wife Astha (he is one lucky bastard and she was such a good host!), Renny and his guitar, and of course Amar :) The morning's hangover next day told me subtly how amazing a night I had. Then again, I vowed not to mix drinks again :P
Sunday morning (the same one with the terrible hangover) was scheduled to play cricket with old friends. Now this was the icing on my superb weekend. 10 old school friends, some meeting straight after 9 years, met in our school grounds and played cricket at the very same place we used to when we were kids :) We left nothing to chance, we played, ran, abused, shouted, fought, cheated and only stopped playing when we lost all 4 balls there were to play! Right now at least 4 completely distinct parts in my body are paining as hell and I wonder what is going to happen in the morning. But the feeling...well it just doesnt go away. :)
Sunday morning (the same one with the terrible hangover) was scheduled to play cricket with old friends. Now this was the icing on my superb weekend. 10 old school friends, some meeting straight after 9 years, met in our school grounds and played cricket at the very same place we used to when we were kids :) We left nothing to chance, we played, ran, abused, shouted, fought, cheated and only stopped playing when we lost all 4 balls there were to play! Right now at least 4 completely distinct parts in my body are paining as hell and I wonder what is going to happen in the morning. But the feeling...well it just doesnt go away. :)