Adi's B'day...

Ok, so finally I’ve assumed another identity to escape ppl who were stalking me online and off to know what I was up to next. Bah! I hate them for forcing me off my old blog and making it private. Ah well! I’m dealing with the loss everyday. Ok, so it ain’t as bad as I make it sound, but still.

So, moving on…
My Valentine’s Day started a day early, with Adi’s b’day party. After dropping the idea to surprise him by some lame method (he was anticipating it anyways), Sis and SR came up with an even better b’day surprise---embarrass Adi. As per the plan, I bought a very green, glittery, obnoxious b’day cap (only for him), a banner I made that shouted “b’day boy”, and loads of red and white balloons, all hidden in my car. Once we all met up at Italics, SR and I excused ourselves on the pretext of buying ciggies and ran to decorate Adi’s car. Then of course we went in with the party cap prepared to force Adi to wear it. The surprise was on us when he not only wore the cap but almost refused to take it off. The cool-n-propah guy was being a sport! So, erm, ok.

Sis and her bf joined in late so now the party consisted of Adi, SR, sis, her bf Shree, Vivek, Kurt, Shruti and me. That is 4 straight ppl (sis, Shree, Kurt and Shruti), 2 gay men (Adi n SR), and 2 bisexuals (Vivek and me), which is only one reason why the party rocked. The other reasons included Shruti’s “sleep-deprived” state, which made her a blabbermouth, I was (and am) sex-deprived so I was a blabbermouth, and the digital camera exposed Shruti’s racy red bra under her black shirt, which made me an excited blabbermouth. This was Shree’s first meeting with the guys and second with mine and in a few seconds of interaction with Shruti; I assume Shree felt that he was perhaps better off not saying much to her lest her blatant tongue revealed more feminine secrets he wasn’t used to hearing. Perhaps he was already re-thinking about his overnight stay at Adi’s place but it was too late to change plans, so he skipped over to sit next to sis.
And since we almost had the entire restaurant to ourselves, we sang, kurt played the guitar and sang, Adi and shruti danced wonderfully, and we created a ruckus with our leg-pulling …the night eneded, as it had to, with valentine day hugs and wishes. It was one of the best b’day parties ever. *Sigh* I wish I cud re-live it.