I waited for the ‘right’ job for more than 10 months. But when it came along, it did so in a snap. All the things that did not work out have left me very unsure about how ‘right’ this one really is, but logic and sense say that it is. And for now we are leaving it at that.
So, this Friday I went in for induction and a meeting. It was a rather important meeting and I felt great being a part of it. I was not expecting day 1 to bring anything spectacular with it, so it felt even cooler just being there in the moment.
The awesomeness of the day continued with managing a seat on the metro on my way back. My iPod also saw light of day after really long. It had the old playlist in it which brought back a lot of memories from Pune, both good and not-so-good, but it was nice feeling that music again.
I came home and made a number of phone calls to the people who helped during the struggle. The highlight was talking to my grandparents. All four of them. Making them happy is an overwhelming feeling. Every single time.
Then I connected with a few cousins, and next thing we knew.. it was 1:30 am, and four of us were driving out for some official celebration! Things like these do not happen with me in Delhi. Neither for the two other girls with me. We had to make up a few stories, bring in a few confidantes, and the mood got rolling!
We first went to Cibo at Janpath. Apparently it is one of the better places to party these days. But what we saw when we went in was the last thing we’d have expected to see. There was a big group of surds dancing to hardcore punjabi music. The kind that is easily detestable. But we decided to stick around for a while because things were slightly bearable thanks to the punju connection. More so because it was too late to think of going some place else. We drank. We danced. And in the end, when the DJ played corny Bollywood tracks, we were happy too. 🙂
It was around 3:00 am when we left from there. Nidhi thought we should look for food now. Samridhi and I felt we should look to move home now. But Agneesh felt we should try to get into Agnee at The Park for some extended fun. Especially because the scene at Cibo wasn’t particularly what we had set out for. And the moment we entered Agnee the past hour felt like such a waste! The music was great, the ambience was good, and there weren’t any shady surds dancing with a glowing mobile phone set in their belt. We danced like crazy for the next one hour. I know I for sure was having the time of my life. Definite glances from two cute guys made it even more entertaining. 😀
We left from there around 4:15 am. First we were to drop Nidhi and Samridhi back. I act responsibly 9.9 out of 10 times, so it was tooooo much fun speeding and singing out loud in chorus (no, the windows were not rolled down), on empty roads.
After that we quietly left my brother’s car back at my place, picked Agneesh’s bike, and moved to his place. So, just as I thought that I had had the perfect few minutes on the road, the 5:00 am cold air hit me hard on my face!
Yes, Delhi is festive again. And I do not feel left out.
Would not have been possible to move out had he not come over to congratulate! 🙂
PS – I do NOT like beer. Yes, I have tried those fancy brands too. :
5 thoughts on “Definition of Good Friday”
Congrats on that job! :)Yeah, beer (yuck!)…an acquired taste for sure! :DTake care.
Am really happy!!Also because you'll now spend so much time in Galleria Towers, Gurgaon :)Woot!
Jas,Thanks! :)Yuck it is. 😀Priyam,🙂
treat chahiye, treat chahiye 🙂
Swati,:) Ab main bolungi, 'haan, kabhi bhi. milo to sahi'. Phir aap bologe, 'great. Saturday ko City Walk to aa hi rahi ho tum'. Phir main bolungi,'err'. 😀 Salary milne do.. phir treat jahan bologe! 🙂