A day in the life of LIFE

F.R.I.E.N.D.S.: The second best thing after the family or at times even on par with the latter.It's quite interesting to note that we spend most of our waking lives in the company of colleagues and friends rather than our own family.

And to have a bunch of good friends is like being blessed.

It's a wonderful feeling to be in the company of friends who are willing to listen to you, no matter what your levels of verbal diarrhoea are :).

I can as well figure out the readers' sentimental emotions that have begun to flow like the overflowing Coums of Chennai city.

But yes, today was a great evening.An off the cuff program to the beach with a 'gang' of four other friends was indeed invigorating. The beauty about dynamic decision is the time saved which otherwise goes into long drawn planning that eventually results in zilch results.

D,P,H,E (codes sound like the logical reasoning section of a campus recruitment paper. What's more the letter codes actually match the all pervading Phoebie of the original series) and myself embarked on a mission to visit the visibly overloaded Beasant Nagar Beach, the drive leading up to which reminds me of the wide and tree laden road through Cubbon Park in Bangalore.

D was as usual in the mood of being relaxed and care free. I dont think you need much when you are an IIM pass out, running your own business and live in a cool pent houseon the 11th floor of a plush apartment in the heart of the city.

H, the no-nonsense guy of the group was trying to relate his experiences as part of the German entourange, intermittently munching on some mango and corn.

P, who is currently creating a couple of her portfolios to get into modelling, was the late entrant and was specially requested by H to be part of the gang.:)

E, the philosopher contemplated on the essense of existence as the waves washed some sea shells ashore (that was not a tongue twister, was it?)

And myself as usual, in the greater interest of the rest of humanity, ended up making a fool of myself,voluntarily giving the rest of the 'junta' a chance to laugh their hearts out....at my expense of course. Screen shots from Dil Chahta Hai, struck a chord with all of us, though.

We then moved on to sample "Frankies",sponsored by P. Actually this was my first frankie (yes, unexpected things do happen in this world. In fact when I first comprehended the word "Franky" as a kid, i associated it with a mini Frankenstein) ..It tasted good, though somewhat like a hybid of chapathi,cutlet,taaza pyaz and some chilli chutney, all roled into one tissue.lol.

By the way,The next two weeks are going to decide what I would be doing in the next 10 years.More on that once I get through this fortnight.

Nonetheless, The light banter helped cheer us all up and re-align towards the Lakshya.

This post does sound esoteric. But the mist would rise as I elaborate in due course.

Special thanks to P for making 'MY' evening so memorable. :D

By the way, 'M' we did miss you :)

Yeh Dosti, Hum nahin todenge....Don first, Sholay next....[.]

P.S. - Sorry, no snaps this time..This was off the cuff right?So I am excused...:)