Friday, August 14, 2009

Indigo and other colors

The one year anniversary of this particular story happened a couple of weeks ago so I thought I'd jot it down.

CEO decides that he needs to have a major blowout on his 29th birthday. He asks the gang for suggestions on where the celebrations can happen for the big event. After shooting down several options, the Madman finally tells the CEO to shut his trap, open his wallet and leave the rest of the planning to him. The final decision is to have a boys night out at Indigo in Colaba.

The evening starts off early at the CEO's house with a few stiff drinks. The remaining alcohol is carried in papercups and we load into the two cars (no stupidity btw - we had drivers) and we're off.
Everyone orders their respective drinks. After a couple of rounds, someone (this was either Alex or Sam or CEO) calls for shots. Since the CEO was giggling about money not being an object, of course Alex decides we cannot do with mere Smirnoff so all shots are to be made with Belvedere! The Bartender dutifully sends over half a dozen Belvedere Kamikaze shots in a bucket.

After that first round of Kamikazes, Sam and Alex developed a twitch in their arms. Everytime we were done with our shots, their arms would fly into the air and jerk and point at our table signaling for more shots to come in. Now do keep in mind that our regular drinks are also being drunk by us at the same time. Post the 2nd or 3rd round of shots, the Bartender decides that we're a bunch of fellas determined to get plastered so he decides to nudge us in the right direction. How you ask? By adding free shots to each subsequent bucket that's coming to our table! To give you an idea of the insanity, (remember there were 6 of us), by the time the last bucket of shots was got to the table, there were 14 testubes in it. F-o-u-r-t-e-e-n!!!

Highlights of the Night:-
# 1 - The Fight that never happened
The CEO, the Miner and me headed to the little boys room. A fourth random dude (FRD) was doing his business in the corner when our more than tulli CEO says a few words primarily to us but to which FRD takes mild offence due to CEO's not-so-French vocabulary. And he quietly says to the CEO to watch his language. Me and the Miner thought that was fair enough becoz well... the CEO does speak terrible French. There's about 10 seconds of silence which follows and then before you can say "Can I have a repeat of my drink?", the CEO starts to shout loudly - questions along the lines of (the completely logical-when-drunk), "What the Fuck are you saying huh??!!... What THE F-U-C-K are you saying m****ch**d??!!!!??"
Next thing I know the CEO is literally lunging towards the poor guy and I had to body block the man before he did some serious damage. Now I outweigh the CEO by a good 40kgs and am a good 3-4 inches taller than him, despite that I barely was able to hold onto the man. He slammed me into the damn handdryer so hard, that my arm which took the worst of it was bruised for the next couple of days.
By then the CEO has this whole ankhon-mein-khoon-utar-gaya type of look! Which was so disturbing that another guy who came in, took one look at the CEO and promptly fled! :D

# 2 - Davaa Daaru
Before the party begins...
CEO (already 3 drinks down): listen Madman, I'm on medication man... don't let me have more than a couple of drinks.
Madman: er... OK

Halfway thru the party...
CEO (5 drinks and a few shots down): Bro, you just order whatever maaannnn... Get the 18 year old Talisker and the damn Cubans too!
Madman: But... dude... they're freakin' expensive!
CEO: Fuck that! Maal lao!!
Madman: er... OK

Waaayyy into the partayyy...
CEO (you dont wanna know): You sshou... I ssh... shouldnt be drinking coz I'm supposed to be on medication...
The Bartender at that moment puts a bucket of shots onto the table.
CEO (lunges for the bucket, grabs a couple of testtubes and puts it into his shirt pocket!): Thisshh is Mine!
Madman: er... OK

# 3 - The 'After Party'
We're all standing at the entry waiting for our cars. Alex. Madman and Miner get into one car and CEO, Sam and me get into the CEO's car. CEO is riding shotgun with Sam behind him and me behind the driver. There are lot of cars waiting to drop/pick people so our cars are still waiting for the traffic in general to move. Lots of crowd waiting outside. All the pretty SoBo lads and prettier lovelies are standing outside Indigo. I rest my weary drunk head and am able to see the CEO... Barfing outof his window! heehee... I can barely move my head but I want to share this giggle-worthy moment with Sam and as I slowly tilt my head to call out to him.... BARF!! Sam's joined CEO as well.
Watching the pretty SoBo crowd going Eewwwwwww in unison - Priceless!!

#4 - The Fight that could have happened
Alex being Alex is always looking to score and even when he isn't he just can't help himself. While talking to the Madman, Miner and some random MILFish woman and an oldish gentleman who're complete strangers to us btw...
Alex (who's obviously high... nudgin Madman): But she's damn pretty na?!
Madman (embarrassed): er... bro... just be cool...
Alex: arre... its not like I said anything bad right?! (turning to the other gentleman) Right?! I mean its not like I said anything wrong man... She is goodlooking y'know...
Miner (turning to the same gentleman): Hey I'm sorry... He's obviously a little drunk... he's just being silly... I apologise on behalf of him to you and your wife. (!!)


Statistics:-
Total Bill for the night - 70 K
Total Billed shots for the night - 96
Total no. of free shots - A mystery till date
Total people who threw up that night - 5 (yup.. I didn't)

Quotes:-
Alex (on the night of the Madman's engagment): No man... I'm not drinking... How come? Arre I'm still drunk from the CEO's party last year!



3 comments:

shenanigans said...

I miss Bandra and Indigo and Bombay and getting shit faced in all of the above. Sigh.

Blackfayth said...

hey... we ain't goin' anywhere :) You haven't visited here in a long while, have you?!

shenanigans said...

No...and believe me, I keep wanting to. Soon, I tell myself, soon!