Wave of losing bachelorhood

Wave of losing bachelorhood

It is new wave, in the heart of the Bangalore, the change was visible to my naked eyes .. wait a minute I am not talking about skyscrapers of IT boom nor I am concerned with the infrastructure of the city. It is wave of losing bachelorhood – Bachelorhood of my buddies.

Time changes people and change is for good – Is the change really good?.. I doubt?

Last weekend I was in Bangalore for some official work, luckily I got time to meet buddies from my college days. Saturday- I landed in the Bangalore at around 8 in the morning , I called up my event coordinator (Santhel) in Bangalore office , he directed me to the our Bangalore office . From cab window I can observe the infrastructure is better now, at least roads are better than Pune. From airport to office it took me less than thirty minutes .Office was having a deserted look, I reached reception and called Santhel once again, he told me that the event will start in half an hour. Meanwhile I gave a buzz to all my friends in the Bangalore and informed them that I am in the city and requested them to keep their diary free for the evening.

I was here for a special recruitment drive, soon people started popping in and the work started to gain pace. The schedule was tight and I was continuously interviewing one after other. I started feeling hungry; I had a look on my cell it was around 2:15. We took a break for launch, Jay Kumar – head Symbian initiative Bangalore, took me to one of the typical south Indian restaurant. As I was not in the mood to have spicy food, I had South Indian thali – it was beautifully served with Curd, Papad, Rice, Samber, Pickles, Gongura chatni, some veg (don't know the names),pulav and Mysore sweets.The food was delicious,but I was not able to finish all the rice and stuff.I liked the sweets most, it melts in the mouth, Jayakumar told me it is made from only of sugar and ghee.

While returning to office I got a call from one my colleague “Jassi” .She was waiting for me in the office. Jassi used to work with me in pune office, she was transferred to Bangalore office .She is such a cute baby, it was really great to see her. Without wasting too much time I took her with me to the cabin where I was taking interviews.I got some help from her in the interviewing process. By 6:30 pm we were free from the day’s work.

Jassi took me to the nearest mall – ‘Forum’ – It was very crowded -- crowded like rugs n rats. Somehow we managed to get in one of the restaurants we had some snacks and chatted for a while.

In between I got call from the Nihar (my college buddy) we all planned to meet at Nihar's place .We had a brief look at shops in the mall and did some window shopping. Not to mention Bangalore crowd is cool, especially girls from other parts of the country. But nothing likes Pune babes.

Jassi got call from her sis – she was on the way to pickup Jassi and Shashi (one of my college buddies) was on the way to pick me up to Nihar's place.

Jassi left with her sis and Shashi (Ckt) made me wait for a while, ultimately he showed up , we meet after a year – Circuit will remain ckt at least for this life.I will be happy if proved wrong .

In no time we reached Nihar's place - Here is the change – a very evident change. Nihar was looking good, he has put some weight but he always needed to put some. He got married in May, he introduced me to Rekha (Bhabhi ji -- which she hates to be addressed as). It was first time I have meet spouse of any of my friends, it was a different feeling. The house was neat and tidy- very different from our hostel rooms. I was feeling proud for my friend, they have build their nest with lots of care and it was evident that every straw of this nest was bound by love.

In some time we were joined by Das (the tension kid) and followed by the Kundu (the pocha ). Kundu was accompanied by his wife Diya. Diya is beautiful girl – with typical Bengali features. In short I will say Kundu is dam lucky to get such a life partner.

Rekha served some sweets and fruits to us, and apparently I was the only person having it. We pulled leg of Das – the 'Tension kid' was worried for the helmet and violation of the traffic rules. We chatted for a while there, the discussion revolved round topics -- how other friends are,who is next get married, what is the right age to get married, how these married guys are feeling etc Then we all went out for dinner to near by restraint. The ambiance was great, bar was near and smoke mixed with the fumes of liquor was reminiscent of our college day’s SWAD .We ordered the food, in the mean time Reddy joined us for the dinner. There the discussion continued, I was thinking that I also need someone special to organize my life .The wave of loosing bachelorhood was so strong that I was finding myself intrigued by it.

After dinner we greeted each other and dispersed. On my way back to hotel room I visited Das's room ... a typical bachelor’s room. I reached my hotel room at 11:30 0’clock.

Next day I was free by afternoon I called up Kundu and reached his place. I still remember the days when we used to drink till we drop – those sweet college days where we have tested every extreme of our selves – right from how much we can drink to how long we can dance to how much heat we can bear -- that is what gave us the fighting spirit.

Kundu's place is complete home and not just a house, the crockery is neatly displayed in the showcase and all things covered in a homely manner. Diya served some ice cream; we all had some chat and watched Kundu's marriage video. The marriage was as usual full of the rituals and customs. Diya prepared some snacks – it was fabulous – the ingredient of love was making it rock (as it was been cooked more for kundu than for us – Hahahaha), I was feeling at home.

From Kundu's place I went to Brigade road with Shashi to meet my friend Dhaval and Reddy – Dhaval was with his wife Dhara, we went to one of the finest restaurants of the city –Ebony. It is open air restaurants on the thirteen floors; the view of the city was majestic. It was drizzling and that made the place awesome. We had some bear and then some more n more n more n .... And food after some bear always seems to be great.

We greeted each other and dispersed. Next day early morning I board my fight back to Pune. I always used to say – One can either be happy or married but I found my friends 'happily married’.

On my way back to Pune I was thinking it’s not that bad a wave – Wave of losing bachelorhood. Its time to get swept by this WAVE.....