Well, it's not everyday that I go ga-ga over the food I've eaten. Pune has such a dearth of good eating joints that the only time I get to eat lip-smacking food is when I've cooked it myself! (and that takes a lot of effort, and people who know me know that I'm not too fond of that :D )However, yesterday was one of those exceptional days where everything I ate was damn good! However, it seems that my dressing sense had taken a serious hit..(no thanks to my friend who thought otherwise :) but hey, I'm duly flattered.. ) Let me explain myself a bit here.
So, the day started with me going for Ganpati Visarjan. It was drizzling outside and I decided to stick to my "rainy-day" attire, i.e. old jeans, old shirt and the oldest of them all, my floaters! After an eventful Visarjan ceremony, where I had a nice laddoo (good food), I ended up taking my friend to the Army canteen. Now, normally, i don't venture out much in my "rainy-day" attire. But I was convinced that I looked fine and could definitely attempt to make a little more public appearance than I wanted to. So, I go inside the canteen, and there is no shortage of well-dressed Aunties giving me those looks which shout out "Can't you even bother to wear clean clothes and comb your hair?" :-( Well, the best option seemed like ignoring all those looks, stashing up on my monthly groceries and what-not, and making a beeline for the exit. So, i did exactly that. Now the next part of plan was to go home, take a bath and head out for lunch.
However, none of the above happened. I got convinced, yet again, that I was fit to head out for lunch in the same attire...Now I was damn hungry and it totally seemed like the best option at that time. So, off we were to Chaitanya's for their nice stuffed paranthas and paneer lachha and patiala lassi! Awesome food!
After stuffing ourselves, we headed straight back home for a lovely afternoon nap. :-) Got up in the evening, and did some major TP at home. Anyway, so it was time for dinner soon. The original plan was to get some pav-bhaji at the tapri near my house...So, I left home dressed in the same clothes that I had on (which were very unimpressive :( )However, as is the case with most plans, at the last moment, we decided to go to Sheesha Cafe. Now there was no amount of persuasion that would make me step into Sheesha with what I had on. But man... little did I realize that I'd fall prey to some more flattery!!!
So, what followed was a crappy theory about me being so rich that I was sporting the 'I don't care!' look and hence being so under dressed...The funny thing is, the evening was damn good, especially with the hookah and the good food round 2!
And, for all of you wondering what this post is all about, well, it's basically about nothing. I hadn't ranted for a while and thought I'd spend some time of my precious time at work doing so. :-)
Sorry for making all you busy people read this crap... :-D
