A Perfect Party

Someone from Thane just commented on my previous entry that I was ancient! I guess from a younger man’s perspective, in a world where everything from relationships to fun is seemingly short lived, I, at 41, am ancient but I can assure you that real fun starts at 40 šŸ˜‰

What the ingredients for my perfect party?

#1 A group of close friends
#2 Something to celebrate – I hate the senseless “let’s party” parties
#3 Awesome food – the prerequisite to applying the adjective awesome is atleast 3 types of kebabs or 4 types of Pizzas
#4 Lots of booze – for the record I no longer drink but I absolutely love to make people drunk šŸ˜›

Past few days have been a string of such parties with friends from school – some of the boys and gals I hadn’t met for more than 10 years but that hardly came in the way. We even sat in a circle and shared the bottle like we use to do with our lunch boxes.

  • I guess I just have to hang in there for another 15-odd years for life to begin…

    • Well… till then you can pretend that you have a life – most people you meet won’t be able to tell the difference :D

      • Hehehe!!! But pretending to myself is the toughest šŸ˜‰

        • Then pretend to be someone else… even that does not matter

          • Good idea! If only I can pull it off. šŸ˜€

  • That’s exactly how i feel, even at 28 šŸ™‚

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