A normal weekend with 2 lafda’s in 2 days: normal weekend.

This happened for me n friends a weekend of last month; let me share this with you.

P.S: Dude, read both the incidents, for me it was a power packed weekend. This is bit lengthy so… 🙂

Friday night:

As usual, we had our dinner at home, (new home, I moved in with avi, lenin and ramesh this month) and Abhay joined us for the tea at santhekatte around 11.30 p.m. Satish n Chetan we miss you lot.

We were on high spirits while walking towards tea stall. We were talking on random topics like dogs, mobiles, dressing styles, office stuff and especially pottiya’s. Reached santhekatte stop, and the boyz started smoke. These days boyz smoke to create clouds so that it will rain in Udupi, nice concept na..?? Hey dude, is this concept called as cloud computing or something…? 🙂

At the tea stall there were around 12 local boys of a group (full drunk n with 5 to 6 bikes). Those boys had good physique man, everyone were builders. Lets call these as “F group”.

As usual we were in our own world, discussing bout iPhone features and that beer app. suddenly a guy from “F group” group yelled us at to SHUT UP. We were confused, and I was like “What’s wrong with him..??”

Two guys approached us and started to bully us. In that one guy came to me (yuck, he was full tull dude… pakad ke marne ka tha saale ko) and came upon me as if he is gonna beat me… Avi stood beside me. And started to ask bout our where abouts. I was like “ja ne be… kyon dimaag kha raha hai’.

One guy asked us bout our hometown, avi said he is from Shimoga. That guy, “Chai kudiyoke Shimoga inda udupi ke bandiya..??” (To drink you came from shimoga to Udupi) and every one started to make fun.

Seeing the trouble, Lenin went aside mimicking as he got a call. Thank god, if Lenin had stayed with us they would have ragged him well as he was from Manipur. Mr. Abhay as usual was calm and stood beside (“that was cool’”)

During that time, another guy started to bully Ramesh and went to hold him. Avi was getting angrier by every second as we stood there. Looking at ramesh n others I protested like what’s wrong..?? I spoke… Avi was like “Now what..??”

Then they asked our id proof..??? I was like ID proof to a bunch of freaking guys who are completely drunk.. “Get lost buddy, what do you think you are a damn cop or a security guard..??”. One guy kept his hand on ma chest n avi spoke him and diverted his attention to another guy. Later sometime they got cozy with us and they were said they did for “Gammat… (For fun)”.

“Fuck off guys…” Continue reading “A normal weekend with 2 lafda’s in 2 days: normal weekend.”

A normal weekend with 2 lafda’s in 2 days: normal weekend.

yet another lafda: This time with cops

Dude, we got screwed up this time badly. What to say, this happened to us last weekend. I am not taking any names of my friends who got involved in this. Will just use the initials.

 It was friday, around 10 p.m Mr A calls me to come to Hotel Aishwarya (It’s a hotel like Maharaja during BEC days.). Then I went to Aishwarya to meet friends; there were 3 people, Mr A, Mr P and Mr N. They finished their dinner (of-course with drinks), they were half drunk (you can say it as out) but my friends have great capacity they can control themselves.

They payed bill and we all came out, and I was planning for Tea at Santhekatte, then Mr A got a solid idea, to go to Malpe Beach. I was like fuck off dude, as it was already 12 and these days at night police are in a strict vigil, but as usual we all agreed for the beach and left for beach after buying a KF tin from Aishwarya.

I was feeling something like we get intercepted with police. I said to others, they were like “Chal re, last week we had gone there nothing happened”. Then we started towards Malpe at 12.15 a.m. And these days damn cold here at night. While riding, I can say that I was shaking terribly due to cold.

Reached beach in 10 min, and we parked our bikes in a well-lit place. So that If anyone wanted to know they could look at bikes. We started our chat, smoke and booze.

Suddenly a vehicle buzzed of, we thought police but it was a tempo. And we again continued our rituals. After 15 mins, we saw a vehicle coming to beach. We were thinking of some bus or tempo this time. But it was different and my nightmare came true. It was a police jeep and it halted near our bikes.

“Damn”, I said and we all went towards them. Mr A and P started to fight whether to throw the tin (beer) or no, finally they threw. We reached the place there were two cops.

Cop 1 “Documents please..!!!”

We don’t have sir…!!” A and me said in synchronous.

Cop 2 “Show us some ID proof”, ID proof that to during 1 a.m. Man where we got stuck.

We had our ID proof and gave to Cop 2, he took the ID’s calmly and kept those in his jeep and they started to move. They said to collect ID’s from the station tomorrow.

Fuck, station..?? Man, we were like freaked, screwed, adrenaline pumping… Finally we started to justify saying blah blah.. This that, but cop started to say bout “Bhayotpadane (terrorism)…” thank you sir..!!

Cop2 started to use slang, I..?? “Theek hai sir, mere dost log isse zyada mere pe gaali marte hain”. Continue reading “yet another lafda: This time with cops”

yet another lafda: This time with cops