Happy Independence Day

Scene 1

The Cast -

10 guys. 4 Danish. 2 American. 1 Spanish. 3 Indians.

Location –

Janta Bar, Bandra (W)

So on Val’s day these blokes decide to meet and celebrate. Celebrate what? Being single? Being hopeful? Well I have no clue. Each had his own story.

Well over many slices of fried fish, plates of rice, some fine alcohol got consumed. 12 Kingfishers and a quarter of Old Monk rum to be exact. Well the good food and alcohol did its trick. The guy jokes started kicking in. Belly’s rolled and the feet wanted to move.

Lights out.

Scene 2

The Cast -

Still those same 10 guys. 4 Danish. 2 American. 1 Spanish. 3 Indians.

Location –

Outside Boat Club, Bandra (W)

Our jiggy feet brought us out here. Sadly we couldn’t get in as 3 guys had slippers on. Yep, you got slippers on your feet; you can’t step into a disco! You ain’t got a shirt on, no pants on, it’s all fine lad you got a fine pair of boots, step in.

Javi tried his best, smooth talking, tough talking, being sarcastic, begging, but the damn manager wouldn’t crack. Bob’s yell of, “Hy people I am getting sober here,” brought us back to the important business of getting drunk and wasted.

Lights out.

Scene 3

The Cast -

Good Lord! Still those same 10 guys! 4 Danish. 2 American. 1 Spanish. 3 Indians.

Location –

Toto’s, Bandra (W)

We were all gathered outside debating whether to get in or not. Toto’s was crowded like hell and it was kinda irritating me. So the argument continued, do we go down to Esben’s place or get into Toto’s. Well it didn’t continue for long. Bob’s scream, “You Mother#$%^&@s I am getting sober here and that ain’t good,” settled it. Toto’s is where the party would shift.

So over another round of beers and more beer and more beer we got further drunk, sang and danced on the sly. Well, you see Toto’s has a pub licence and not a disco licence so you can only drink and shake your head. Moving the body is a strict no, no. Poor Javi got pulled every time he tried to shake his ass.

Well on one of the lucky chair’s out there sat this...

SNIP,

SNIP,

SNIP

CENSORED

SNIP,

SNIP,

SNIP

...and in this city for another three weeks.

Toto’s was closing. It was time we drank more.

Lights out

Scene 4

The Cast -

Still those same 10 guys in an extremely drunk state. 4 Danish. 2 American. 1 Spanish. 3 Indians.

Location –

Esben’s Home, Andheri (W)

Well we bought off the complete booze shop close to Toto’s and headed to Esben’s place. I was singing ‘Sayonee’ loudly on the streets somewhere in between all of that. It wasn’t even 5 minutes since we had settled in. The bottles opened, out came a fat joint and we were back on our trip to insanity. Johnass, Esben’s pal, had us laughing tears with his comic act. Havi and Bob kept making good mood shifts to the party by taking control of the sound console. Prem was getting bored. Danish words were flying thick and fast all round. Havi, Esben, Me and Ambarish went click crazy, clicking every damn thing the lens could focus on.

Somewhere at 5 I crashed out. As I slipped into a deep slumber I could still hear the sounds of partying and I could hear Ambarish’s voice echo, the words that he had wished us with when we started of at Janta at 9 last night, “HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!

Right now I can hear the women gripe, "Guys!" :D