A Wonderful saturday

Yesterday was just another Saturday. But somehow I would remember it till my memory allows. All of us, that's me and my 2 flatmates, were up by 7.30am, quite early on a weekend morning for software engineers I must say.  The most natural thing to do then was turn on the idiot box and switch channels faster than you switch thoughts in your mind. Actually I hate it when someone does that.. but well.. I have no choice. I am never disturbed when I have my Zee Marathi time :):) so I can't complain.  And how can you miss tea (milk for me please) and good old Parle G biscuits?? 

And just when I thought we would settle on one channel, the electricity board played spoilsport. In retrospect I thank them however.

This allowed or rather invoked us to think of alternatives of passing time. Our truly Indian instincts and the presence of a bat and tennis ball in the house left us no choice but to get our weekend lazy butts out of the house on the very fine morning and play some cricket. About 15 seconds walking distance from our gate there is a neglected playground which we happily occupied for the morning. No need to say we were playing so "well" we couldn't have possibly got any "better". You actually need to run when you play cricket. But then there came a gentleman from the pavilion house to do our background check and actually said that we looked quite young to be working in Infosys (btw..that's where we work ). This gave us an adrenaline shot and we were back in real form and had a decent game thereafter. 

After an  hour and a half of play we were back home and so was the electricity. The TV and laptops were on within no time. As decided on the previous day I checked the timings of a Marathi movie and booked a 6pm show. In the spur of the moment our Punjabi roomie also asked to book a ticket for him. He then had afterthoughts but he didn't regret the decision after all. 

By the time we were done with the necessary bathing rituals it was lunch time and having skipped breakfast due to our dedication to the game, we were hopelessly hungry. After some indecision we finally ordered something and awaited its arrival more restlessly than we would wait for the salary to be credited in the zero balance bank account used to its full extent. 

The lunch was followed by a movie on Star Movies and sleep for one roomie. 

Electricity then surely played spoilsport when after having just a small first glimpse of my friend's week old nephew in Melbourne on Skype the connection was lost. But then we had a movie to go to and this time there was no way we were going to miss the beginning like every time. Another friend joined us for the movie. It's titled "Mi Shivaji Raje Bhosale Boltoy", having a great run at all theatres beating Akshay Kumars some movie, name of which I cant recollect. I must say the movie was damn good. I would recommend it to all Maharashtrians. 

The movie got over at 8.40pm and then as decided we went to have the mouth watering or rather flooding..(naah.. doesn't sound nice... watering it is.. but i hope u got my point), CadM chocolate shake. Those who have had it once will second me. Before the amazing dessert we had some bhel, paani puri and dahi puri as dinner. We sat there for quite some time with the steps of shuttered shops serving as out 'katta' and chatted on random topics. 

Just as we reached home with me thinking that the day was over, my Punjabi roomie produced 2 badminton rackets and a shuttle from out of the blue (well.. actually from the car boot). Well.. we were back... this time on the road displaying our baddy talents to... no one. Oh.. how can I forget, the gentlemen who complimented us in the morning passed us, this time with his family. He would have thought highly of our dedication to sports :):). 

After ensuring with some power hitting, that our forearms would definitely be power sapped and useless the next day we returned home. Now the day had ended... well almost. I was back on the net uploading snaps on orkut. Thanks to the high speed net connection, I'm having enough time to write this blog. Now that the upload is done and I have probably bored you enough, I'll end here. 

It was just another Saturday. But what I liked about it was that we 2 Mumbaikars had waited back and we 3 roomies were together the whole day having fun. Such is not just another Saturday. I guess we need days like this for friendships to develop. To get to know your friends better. Now with one of my roomies leaving for MBA after a month I don't think we'll have such days again. Though I don't have any snaps to upload for this day. I'll store it in my memory and retrieve it when I think of my wonderful days in Pune.