Friendship Day! quiet legally!

2nd August 2009. Friendship Day!

Subha hogayi Maamu!!!!!!! and there I was thinking what to do! the previous day being my birthday hadn't had too much to drink in the afternoon (just 2 pints of beer ;-) and nothing to drink in the night so there was no nursing a hangover morning happening.

Around 11.00am received a call from my friend Mahesh (no not the one with Ramesh and me on the Supa Saturday) this one is another guy staying closer to home, he said that he and Satyan (Yeah! the Mallu from my Hara Bhara Wednesday Post) were waiting at the Main Gate of my residential colony along with the ever there Maruti :-) you see they were to go to Juhu for some work and be back by 11.am and after that we were to, that is, if Satyan agreed ( the car you see its the car) to go to Kalyan (yup you heard it right!) to meet our friend Shobha (who incidentally shares her Birthday with me! cool nah!). Presuming that the plan was on I rushed only to be told that they were now proceeding to Juhu and from there on we would go to Kalyan. @#$%#&*%(%)% and I also thought what the @#$%#&*% :-D (there! felt a little better) and then as a last thought also told myself 'Everything Happens for a Reason'!!! and as the day progressed it proved to be exactly that!!

As we moved towards Juhu I remembered another friend of mine Mr. Sunil Mane he had told me that he was at the Chandan Chowky! He is a PSI and working with the ATS (Anti Terrorist Squad) and that is where I encountered him (he has his own list of Encounters and officially at that). Chandan Chowky! is anything but a Chowky. Firstly you wont find it, even if it is right in front of you, You just cannot know coz not a single person (of a handful that are there) is in uniform. You will see a bunch of handsome IPS officers moving around a cute and comfy cottage and garden environment. Pleasantries exchanged, chaddi buddy conversation happened over cups of tea and off I went to join Mahesh and Satyan to proceed to Kalyan!

The moment my phone call had gone to Shobha she with all her weight of 88 Kgs (she had just lost 2 kgs you see otherwise it would have been 90 Kgs) was running around in circles trying to get food ready for us ;-D (sweet of her ain't it?) We reached there at around 2.00pm she was more than happy to see us (you see after promising her for just about 2 years I had finally made it to her house in KALYAN!!!) Hot piping food and a small little gift for me to wish me on my birthday (Remember the small fibre figurine I mentioned in my Merawalla Birthday post, that was from Shobha ) and me quiet shamelessly had gone as they would say in Goan Konkani 'Haalat Dholot' or 'Lokot Mokot' ( pick the one you like) but then that was not all. Incidentally Shobha's husband is a Constable with the Mumbai Police (now you get the drift on the title of this post) He not only kept on calling her to check if she was taking good care of us but also reminded Shobha

to give me a piece of the Mogra Gajara

which he had bought for his beloved wife the previous day for her Birthday!

Yeah! Aamchi Police not just being Hospitable but also sharing of what more or little they have.

Jai Hind Saheb!