Two of our lot of six got married, so that makes us eight. Time for some introductions, but before that, a DISCLAIMER. Some names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals.
Deepak: The fundamental reason why yours truly is writing this. He's pot-bellied, hair sprouts from his ears, he's wise (well, mostly), and the only octagenarian in the gang. No, actually, he's just 32. Importantly, this gent got me into the gang about which you will read in a bit.
Namita: Deepak managed to woo this innocent soul about two years ago, and wah-lah! They are married. She looks docile, but don't be mistaken. She's quirky, fun, and when she gets pissed, Deepak runs for life. But, she's also made our old friend a happier man than I last remember. Not that he was unhappy, but now, he looks brighter. Hmm....
Krishna, a.k.a The Gentle Giant: My first point of contact in the gang after Deepak. She makes me feel like a midget. Actually, everybody makes me feel like a midget. Eh, a topic for another day. Back to Krishna. She's six-odd feet of pure heart, the one you will call without hesitation at 3 a.m. And trust me when I say this, she's got your back if you even remotely know her. And like with all members of our gang. don't leave your snacks around here. They'll be gone.
Bandar, a.k.a Monkey, a.k.a Pranthi (meaning mad woman): Ahem! Next.
Leelus: Okay, she's the only one who doesn't make me feel like a midget. The little, erstwhile untalkative woman found herself this hunk of a chap called Arun (About him in a bit) and well, they got married. Six months into their marriage, she's become a lot vociferous than most of us can remember, and (Thankfully) healthier in the right manner. Let's get something off the bat. She looks the 'Khadoos' types, perfect teacher material, but as the phrase goes, don't judge a book by its cover. Want to really see her in her elements? Get her some good old Old Monk.
Arun: He's the handsome hunk I mentioned earlier. You see, there are some people you meet the first time and say, "Holy cow, I am jealous of this fucker's personality, but GOD would it be amazing to have him for a friend." Arun belongs to the category of chaps who clearly have their shit sorted. So, no surprise that Leelus fell for him. Equal parts fun, equal parts zen. He'll sort you out when you are punch drunk; by making you sprint on the beach. He'll care for you when you're low. Buddy, please tell me how to become like you.
He Who Must Not Be Named (HWMNBN... Pssst his name is Yasir): He is mostly the silent types, so don't coax him into his "One-liner" mode. Because HE. WILL. SHUT. YOU. UP. AND. HOW! He's the cute chap in the gang who is not supposed to drink. He does. And then, he goes ballistic. Dangerously so, in a way that you will look for shelter from all the shit that's about to hit the fan. But then, that's the deal with pure souls. They don't have inhibitions. Plus, they have an extra set of balls which allows them to blurt out whatever the fuck they want, RIGHT in your face. Our man hates the fact that I use the word 'Fuck' as a punctuation, adjective verb, and noun. Sorry man, few habits die hard.
Bandar, a.k.a Monkey, a.k.a Pranthi (meaning mad woman): No, can't miss this one. Geetus. That's her name. And since I grew an extra pair of balls in the last three seconds, she's the real reason I drove ten hours straight from Bombay to Goa. She's fiery, sexy, captivating, if you may. And, if you ever lay your eyes on her, you'll die doing unmentionable things to yourself. That and two very mad men WILL take your life anyway. I met Geetuson my last trip with the gang. Little did I know that she'll turn into a life-long confidant, because the first time we met, we were like fire and ice. Quarrelling like cat and dog. The rest of the gang wasn't too sure if both of us would come out of the trip alive. We did, I more alive than ever before.
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