Went to this Valentine's party thing few days ago and it was .... okay! Well, it was fun for lot of young couples who were exchanging saliva like they were planning to break the world record for most couples kissing. Young people these days really know how to lip lock. No more kissing greeting cards or love letters like we used to do in the old days!
Life then was like a Bollywood movie. Maine Pyar Kiya! No holding hands in public, meeting in restaurants on the other side of town and getting your arse kicked by the girl's brother. And the girl always seem to have a brother in every alley in Kathmandu!
Life now is still like a Bollywood movie... Maine Pyar Kuin Kiya! you don't have to worry about showing your affection and you can meet at the neighborhood cafe for guff suff and every brother in every alley now wants to be your friend.
Anyways, the V-day party was a blast for lot of folks. I was just there to support my friend and his so-called event management company. So far, he has lost money in all the events he has organized. I guess you are who your friends are! And most of my friends are happy with what they are doing but most of us are not making any money. But this 'event' buddy is a cool cat. He plans to open a Nudist resort in the near future. Good luck mate!
Budweiser is coming to Nepal! Who the @#$! wants to drink a Bud? I don't. Well, Bud Light was the drink of the day back in the late 90s... you can drink an 18-pack and still not get drunk! Then came Corona, Heineken and then went to counting calories and sticking with Michelob light and now it's back to Carlsberg and whatever shots come my way!
And then there was dancing. Although I really couldn't find any Desi girls, the 'Desi gal' song was a big hit. And Nepali folks can really dance. There was a gymmer and his 'see my muscles' dance moves was irritating for the guys but ladies seem quite impressed. Govinda's evil cousin was dancing with his invisible partner and going crazy with his pelvic thrusts. And Michael Jackson is not dead yet. He was busy grabbing his crotch.
And I danced with a friend's ex-girlfriend... her hips don't lie. And my sources tell me that my friend has put me on his hit list. It's just a dance... stupid! And you can't really say 'No' to a beautiful lady.... cause getting asked to dance by Shakira's sister is like waiting for a Haley's comet!
Life then was like a Bollywood movie. Maine Pyar Kiya! No holding hands in public, meeting in restaurants on the other side of town and getting your arse kicked by the girl's brother. And the girl always seem to have a brother in every alley in Kathmandu!
Life now is still like a Bollywood movie... Maine Pyar Kuin Kiya! you don't have to worry about showing your affection and you can meet at the neighborhood cafe for guff suff and every brother in every alley now wants to be your friend.
Anyways, the V-day party was a blast for lot of folks. I was just there to support my friend and his so-called event management company. So far, he has lost money in all the events he has organized. I guess you are who your friends are! And most of my friends are happy with what they are doing but most of us are not making any money. But this 'event' buddy is a cool cat. He plans to open a Nudist resort in the near future. Good luck mate!
Budweiser is coming to Nepal! Who the @#$! wants to drink a Bud? I don't. Well, Bud Light was the drink of the day back in the late 90s... you can drink an 18-pack and still not get drunk! Then came Corona, Heineken and then went to counting calories and sticking with Michelob light and now it's back to Carlsberg and whatever shots come my way!
And then there was dancing. Although I really couldn't find any Desi girls, the 'Desi gal' song was a big hit. And Nepali folks can really dance. There was a gymmer and his 'see my muscles' dance moves was irritating for the guys but ladies seem quite impressed. Govinda's evil cousin was dancing with his invisible partner and going crazy with his pelvic thrusts. And Michael Jackson is not dead yet. He was busy grabbing his crotch.
And I danced with a friend's ex-girlfriend... her hips don't lie. And my sources tell me that my friend has put me on his hit list. It's just a dance... stupid! And you can't really say 'No' to a beautiful lady.... cause getting asked to dance by Shakira's sister is like waiting for a Haley's comet!
"And I danced with a friend's ex-girlfriend.."
ReplyDeleteWhat kinda dance was it that you have managed to get on your jealous-friend hitlist ??? :)