Chatt Puja

Saturday was quite a boring day at office, yet on the way back we witnessed the millions of people from our neighbouring state, Bihar, who had descended on the streets of Kolkata in all their decorative splendour to head to the River Hooghly for “Chatt Puja”. The drive with five of us burly people squeezed into Jaideep’s car was also quite hilarious, especially Amrit’s attempt at a puppet show with the Dog cushion. The poor doggy’s ears had to be used to shut his eyes and ears because of the level of humour had reached way beyond of his young “years”.

Anyway later that evening I met with some of the young boys my dad is mentoring. Quite a nice young bunch! They were there to take last minutes tips on conducting the quiz at Army public School. Then I went to meet friend of mine from Delhi who was down on Holiday, and though this would break our tradition of Monday Night Partying, which had become quite the customary day for us to meet up, we decided Oasis on Park Street on a Saturday night would just have to do. So while I waited, I thought of dropping into MUSIC WORLD and pick up a couple of VCDs. Those couple turned out to be more than half a dozen. Man I’m become quite popular at that joint, not to mention Oasis either.

So I finally got a call from Alakananda and headed out to Oasis after paying that wallet-lightening bill at MUSIC WORLD and headed across the road to meet her. Man I’m not buying VCDs for at least another month. We spent the next two or more hours over some great chitchat about being of the marriageable age and how our families had got behind us to find someone and just get it over with.

I got back home, had dinner and watched two movies back-to-back till the wee hours:

1. ICE AGE

2. ICE AGE: The Meltdown