Of Ekdesai Road ,the street fight and the Sneeze

So the celestial event of us getting a chance to escape the campus area into the city , showed its face last night.

Four of us guys (picked up randomly by shouting on our way out of the hostel) went to Ekdesai Road and came across this restaurant called Bojohori Manna.Food was served on a banana plaintiff and I actually ate well cooked,boiled rice with my hands after ages.A mouth watering treat it was 😀


Anyway on our way back, we came across this bizzare bong mob shouting the most obscene of abuses .Well ! Considering half of them(the obscenities) were in Bengali,didn’t really know except by the tone.Anyway the cab driver suddenly started perspiring as if the mob belonged to the family of the girl he eloped with (Did he really elope with a girl ? What the ______ do I know !! Just a random guesstimate I say )

Then I realized they were drunk !They started kicking each other,senseless fellows!Least bothered about the world, they were. It was an almost abandoned lil’ street (the cabbie’s shortcut) and the road ahead was blocked by the mob,around 10-15 in number ! Roy and Abhi huddled against each other!Akki ate a lot, so he was fast asleep! As for me, as so notoriously expected of me in all my jingoism,I was hysterically cursing and cribbing about not having a camera.A camera to take photos of a real live drunken street fight !

Anyway fortunately,some people came along and drove them away and we came back to Jokaland.


Coming back it was almost midnight, LI ‘s b’day.Being her batchie, pal and pseudo-son (she shares my ma’s name), I had to to attend her b’day session.Disgustingly, there was despogiri and kitsch in full flow as guys were giving red roses !! Anyway out of sheer non-profit curiosity, I took pseudo-mom’s bag to count the number of roses even she 😛 might get on birthdays in Jokaland! And then ….

wait for it …..

I SNEEZED into the bag!!So the bunch of roses finally found their place in the Girls Hostel common dustbin.

Handing over the ’sneezed at’ rose-bag (yuck!!)

I escaped the drunken crowd.But what of the frustrated crowd of desperate gentlemen probably searching for me with arm-length chaakus in their hands to avenge their ‘once pyaar-bharaa ,now dirt-bharaa roses

He he … Trust me to spoil the night 😉 or rather save it for the b’day girl..err..I mean auntie !!

…after the despos went away,the real pals gather around

—————————————————————————————————————–Quote of the day :

(to LI)“A Rose for a rose!”

(to me)“Hey abbulu ! You okay man ? Why are you vomiting? Did someone say something yucky”

– one of the despos

10 responses to “Of Ekdesai Road ,the street fight and the Sneeze

  1. After reading your post I feel you are more electrified over there 🙂

  2. interesting that would have been … a drunken street fight

    i guess it makes more sense to fight when you’re drunk – you wont feel the pain as much 😀

  3. I also wish you ahd a camera there.. and what.. U actually sneezed into those pretty roses? How could u man !! x(

  4. Hehe !Some of us (present at the birthday session) even thought then that you somehow made up an artificial sneeze ! How do you make it look so real dude, you bloody drame-baaz ! 😉

  5. @ devu :
    Hi ..long time ! 🙂

    @ obelix ‘n’ joka lad :

    @ bhanu:
    What ? Didn’t u notice two things called photos there ? Notice the disgust on the faces of the b’day girl and myself in the first photo
    And for pete’s sake, down with the gangster talk..only CSD talks that way !

  6. No.. I mean a camera at the place of the street fight..

  7. chubbe chootiye ….

  8. @ joka
    LOL you are telling him of all people to keep quiet 😉 ?

  9. Post kar be saale …

  10. Utna miss math kar dost ..kar loonga 🙂

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