New Year's at Lonavla

Apologies for not putting up a long overdue post on New Year's Eve party. Computer was acting funny, the brother came home yesterday, projects to tend to on the very first day back at college, you pick the excuse.

Right! So I've been itching to tell how Siddhant and myself plotted to get the multi-talented Bawa drunk. This thing goes back for some time though. Siddhant was the first one of us to get tight as a barrel at Lonavla on the previous trip during the vacations. And it was my turn on Christmas as you've probably read from in previous posts. All this while, the sanctimonious goat was laughing his ass off at the two of us. It was only poetic justice and retribution that we therefore carried out, on New Year's Eve. He had to fall, and fall he did! Several times over! And we laughed! Oh, how we laughed....

(From L-R) Siddhant, Sahirr, Shahvan, Hakkim, Vinayak and me. Relaxing in the hut in the lawn. Football in the afternoon. I love taking penalty kicks. Goalkeeping was a LOT of fun. This picture came out quite good I think. The one that got away from me. Disappointment etched on my face, clear as day. Coupled with some pain. The one that I'm fucking proud didn't! Me, during that entire set of Expressway photographs. I really liek this one, it resembles the film Artificial Intelligence a bit, I think. From L-R, Me, Seagram's Royal Stag, Sahirr, Old Monk. *chuckle* My God! It's full of STARS!!

*waits patiently for laughter to die down*
I think this was an excellent start to a New Year! BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!