A Girls’ Day out – July 28, 2007
Well I had one girls’ day out recently and by Jove it was no less than a movie sequence.
We got together, we got lost and found, we fought, reached the destination and we danced and we ran from the police!
We, bole to, me and my engg college pals-Pooja, Vandy, Poonam and Rashmi, we all decided to meet this Saturday and go to a day disc. Well first of we found out a disc in South Delhi which was a day disc (being uninitiated to the disc circuit this was a task!). Finally we met at a place which was supposedly near to that disc. Me rashmi pooja arrived from one corner of Delhi. Poonam from other and we dictated to Vandy where to reach. Hugs, yippees and oooh & aahs and the admiration of each other dresses later, our guide, Miss Pooji, calls up another auto. We 5, hustle & justle into one auto (thank god two of my friends are “haddis”) and ask it take us to place called Srinivaspuri. We reach the place. The disc is in E block. Pooji gets down from the auto and goes to the shopkeepers nearby to ask the exact location. We get busy in our chit chat. 5 minutes later she hasn’t returned n we are like why hasn’t she returned, we peep out. Lo & behold she is talking to a 70 year old guy, to ask the way to a DISC!!!!!!!!!!!
Enterprising!!
Vandy says, she will get that old chap here. It was the truth. She returned and so did the old chap, saying” beta I will tell you the way.” He speaks to the auto wala-“A-Z sare block hei yahan. aap jao seedha, take right, wahan kooodedaan(dustbin) aaega, wahi ghus jana bas. Bas wahi se left n fir right, bas E block aa jaega.” There are some street kids behind him saying, “ yeh pagal hei, iski baat mat sunna.” We anyways move ahead, see a koodedaan, so we are like E block should be nearby. But its 1 pm and theres no disc going junta on the road. Press wallahs and dhobis only. We ask them the place, they are not aware. We see a kirana shop and we ask him. He enlightens us. There is no E block in Srinivaspuri!!!!!! We are cursing the old chap. And we look at Pooji, where is the place?? We are definitely lost. We ring up our friends at home who might be knowing of the place or have internet at home. Luckily there is an internet café nearby. We decide to check the place’s address. It turns out it is at the same place from where we had all taken an auto. Hmphh. Pooji also shows the yellow pages web site where she had looked up the address, and sure it was still there, with Srinivaspuri still in it. We had full intention of suing that site up!! Once more towards the destination. On the way back we see the same old chap, and we had a strong urge to give our piece of mind to him. Its 2 pm. We land up at the actual address. Finally!!! Gurls ready to party.:-). Out with the hair brushes and deos and lip glosses. Getting ready over. . Approach the door. We hear loud music.Happy and big broad smiles. We ask, “What are the entry charges?” The person at the door looks at us as if we are aliens. We ask again, u have a day disc here? He says oh that, that closed a year ago. We are in a residential area. The famous Delhi sealing closed down the noise making places. . Uaaaaaah. Our heart is ready to break. But we won’t give up so soon. We are out to party and party we will. We had a back up plan. We ask the personnel about the other options. He gives us 3 choices- v2, Velocity and RPM, and advices RPM crowd is better. Well RPM it is. Another auto. 20 minutes later we are there, Finally. Now this was finally FINALLY. But by now we are hungry and thirsty. So we decide on a quick lunch. So freshlimes and snacks and 30 minutes more later we enter the disc. With the stamp on ur hands we are ready to stomp. The music began and so did the swaying. College friends, music and dance on the disc floor, what more could one ask for? Bliss. It was. Even though music wasn’t so great and was all Punjabi. The Bar tender lit up a portion of the drinks bar with some kinda fire and it was fun to see. Smoke on the dance floor and we. Few good looking guys to watch around and whistled oh we did. Hippies in us awake, wide awake, junglee dance. Tired. Ordered drinks (mocktails & cocktails). More dance, more fun, more like old times. Careless, carefree and enjoying just the moment. Well all that’s well doesn’t continue for long. After 2 hours only, one of the RPM guys came to all the dancing junta and said please vacate, police is gonna be here soon. Hustle bustle, mad crowd wanting to rush out. Say police, and everyone wants to disappear, so did we. We just ran towards the exit. Not asking why. Later on when we were safely out on the road, we wondered whether it was just a trick to make people vacate the place to hold a reserved private party.
Well whatever. Anyways I had to be back home and head out for a dance class at 730pm. On the way back, it was lovely rainy weather and hence sang songs in the auto. And in the metro train, we talked about vagaries of life. And soon it was time to bid goodbye, well until the next gurlz day out!!!!!!!!!
“Loads of masti, khub sara fun!” with Class of 2004, the IGITians, all under the sun.
We got together, we got lost and found, we fought, reached the destination and we danced and we ran from the police!
We, bole to, me and my engg college pals-Pooja, Vandy, Poonam and Rashmi, we all decided to meet this Saturday and go to a day disc. Well first of we found out a disc in South Delhi which was a day disc (being uninitiated to the disc circuit this was a task!). Finally we met at a place which was supposedly near to that disc. Me rashmi pooja arrived from one corner of Delhi. Poonam from other and we dictated to Vandy where to reach. Hugs, yippees and oooh & aahs and the admiration of each other dresses later, our guide, Miss Pooji, calls up another auto. We 5, hustle & justle into one auto (thank god two of my friends are “haddis”) and ask it take us to place called Srinivaspuri. We reach the place. The disc is in E block. Pooji gets down from the auto and goes to the shopkeepers nearby to ask the exact location. We get busy in our chit chat. 5 minutes later she hasn’t returned n we are like why hasn’t she returned, we peep out. Lo & behold she is talking to a 70 year old guy, to ask the way to a DISC!!!!!!!!!!!
Enterprising!!
Vandy says, she will get that old chap here. It was the truth. She returned and so did the old chap, saying” beta I will tell you the way.” He speaks to the auto wala-“A-Z sare block hei yahan. aap jao seedha, take right, wahan kooodedaan(dustbin) aaega, wahi ghus jana bas. Bas wahi se left n fir right, bas E block aa jaega.” There are some street kids behind him saying, “ yeh pagal hei, iski baat mat sunna.” We anyways move ahead, see a koodedaan, so we are like E block should be nearby. But its 1 pm and theres no disc going junta on the road. Press wallahs and dhobis only. We ask them the place, they are not aware. We see a kirana shop and we ask him. He enlightens us. There is no E block in Srinivaspuri!!!!!! We are cursing the old chap. And we look at Pooji, where is the place?? We are definitely lost. We ring up our friends at home who might be knowing of the place or have internet at home. Luckily there is an internet café nearby. We decide to check the place’s address. It turns out it is at the same place from where we had all taken an auto. Hmphh. Pooji also shows the yellow pages web site where she had looked up the address, and sure it was still there, with Srinivaspuri still in it. We had full intention of suing that site up!! Once more towards the destination. On the way back we see the same old chap, and we had a strong urge to give our piece of mind to him. Its 2 pm. We land up at the actual address. Finally!!! Gurls ready to party.:-). Out with the hair brushes and deos and lip glosses. Getting ready over. . Approach the door. We hear loud music.Happy and big broad smiles. We ask, “What are the entry charges?” The person at the door looks at us as if we are aliens. We ask again, u have a day disc here? He says oh that, that closed a year ago. We are in a residential area. The famous Delhi sealing closed down the noise making places. . Uaaaaaah. Our heart is ready to break. But we won’t give up so soon. We are out to party and party we will. We had a back up plan. We ask the personnel about the other options. He gives us 3 choices- v2, Velocity and RPM, and advices RPM crowd is better. Well RPM it is. Another auto. 20 minutes later we are there, Finally. Now this was finally FINALLY. But by now we are hungry and thirsty. So we decide on a quick lunch. So freshlimes and snacks and 30 minutes more later we enter the disc. With the stamp on ur hands we are ready to stomp. The music began and so did the swaying. College friends, music and dance on the disc floor, what more could one ask for? Bliss. It was. Even though music wasn’t so great and was all Punjabi. The Bar tender lit up a portion of the drinks bar with some kinda fire and it was fun to see. Smoke on the dance floor and we. Few good looking guys to watch around and whistled oh we did. Hippies in us awake, wide awake, junglee dance. Tired. Ordered drinks (mocktails & cocktails). More dance, more fun, more like old times. Careless, carefree and enjoying just the moment. Well all that’s well doesn’t continue for long. After 2 hours only, one of the RPM guys came to all the dancing junta and said please vacate, police is gonna be here soon. Hustle bustle, mad crowd wanting to rush out. Say police, and everyone wants to disappear, so did we. We just ran towards the exit. Not asking why. Later on when we were safely out on the road, we wondered whether it was just a trick to make people vacate the place to hold a reserved private party.
Well whatever. Anyways I had to be back home and head out for a dance class at 730pm. On the way back, it was lovely rainy weather and hence sang songs in the auto. And in the metro train, we talked about vagaries of life. And soon it was time to bid goodbye, well until the next gurlz day out!!!!!!!!!
“Loads of masti, khub sara fun!” with Class of 2004, the IGITians, all under the sun.
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