Saturday night torture…

Just when you think its about time to crawl under the blanket and go to sleep… Something happens that rocks your world in a rather unpleasant fashion. A farewell cum celebratory gathering of sorts at an institution I’m associated with in multifarious ways did just that. It gave me a bad headache in short and ended in all in all forgettable series of experiences. It all started to go downhill when someone I know decided to bellow alongside a guitar for a good three hours…

To make matters worse, a drunk someone decided to drive us home, lost control and scared the life out of me– the combination of flyovers and insanely high speeds is not the most comforting situation to be in. This was followed by a car that refused to move, and two stranded friends (one of these was me) stuck on a pavement on a cold night.

Life is bizarre. I am just glad I survived, I have love to look forward to if not anything else.