Lohri, the 13th of this January is my most memorable lohri till now thanks to all the event and stories that happened that night. This time party was organized at our place with all the arrangements made for lohri celebrations and specially 'daaru' (My department was music as in all parties, be it with friends or at home).
This time I was the one who was not drinking. This has disadvantages as well as advantages (which I will tell later).
I left early from office for this party which I didn't know at that moment that it was going to be so rocking. We made arrangements for lighting and music and had all the party stuff gathered downstairs. As people started coming we started arranging wood for lohri. Now, still waiting for some friends to come, many guys couldn't resist the liquor bottles present with all the lohri stuff. And there they go - started the first round. First round means all started and had a scotch glass or beer can (and some like me with juice) in their hands and after that countless rounds went off.
Meanwhile, a cute neighbor’s kid came near arranged lohri wood and started dancing to the punjabi tunes being played on my homemade speakers. Now he was the centre of attraction and many guys started clicking photos with him. This cute neighbor kid (marked 'Padosiyan da Munda' in my facebook pics ;-) gave a cute smile on asking him to show his teeth eeeeeeeee :-)
Finally the late comers came and we lit up the lohri and started dancing and dancing and dancing (ohh did I forgot drinking).
Everyone was dancing and drinking as they had never before. Some of the guys started dancing near the lohri stuff so that they don't have to go too far to refill their glass.
And after drinking everyone wants to become a DJ and plays his choice song. So, the situation was no song was played for more than 10 seconds as the next DJ would come and start the song of his choice. Some were enjoying even this too much as they were so drunk to know which song was being played. The joke of dancing on generator beats after drinking suits them best.
Here comes the disadvantage of not drinking in a party - You have to handle others and party itself.
Now, the scene was that many guys were dancing and drinking near the lohri. Some were just drinking standing nearby with daaru glasses and bottles decorated on the parked cars. Some guys were sitting with closed hands and eyes in front of fire. I don't know what they were doing, worshipping maybe or simply drunk. I even remember one guy puking far away. There is some construction going on near our home and hence laid huge piles of small concrete stones (bajri) which was acting like a maharaja suite bed for some and toilet for some.
In the middle, one of the guys completely 'set' was asking other one to help him do some 'personal work'. Other guy amazed asked 'What?’ Actually he just wanted second guy's hand as he wanted to pee (don't think wrong, just for support, again don't think wrong). Second guy took him away, rested his hand on a tree and got away. God know what patterns he made when he was so drunk.
Now comes the Mr. X's story. Mr. X is a guy from my roommate's company. My roommate asked me to prepare a peg for him. He is completely 'out' still I was making a large peg for him but no, he insisted to add more and again some more. I thought let it be. He came upstairs with me and one of my colleagues and saw my guitar and there he was: a big fan of my guitar. He insisted me to play songs and I started playing 'papa kehte hain'. oh God I was practicing for so many months and my flat mates were fed up of listening it and now I have got someone who was listening and enjoying the song (maybe because he was drunk or he was fan of the guitar, but he was enjoying).
After some time, we came down as one neighbor came complaining for the noise and we stopped the music but party continued. However, many people started leaving and people with nearby homes or completely 'tull' people remained. We were making plans for dinner and bringing some pranthas. And rest of people came upstairs including all the 'tull' guys.
(Now comes various stories and mysteries)
After some time I was helping one of my roommates to washroom and there we saw a chair stuck in the washing machine. He removed the chair from the machine (which he later forgot as he was also 'set') and there we saw some yellow powder lying in the machine. This mystery of yellow powder was solved in the morning when we found an empty 'Complan' pack behind the machine. God knows what someone was doing with the washing machine. Maybe he was using Complan as a detergent to wash clothes and he was not able to find anything to wash so put the chair in it for washing. If anyone reading blog knows please reply as this mystery is still not solved.
Back in the drawing room complete 'mehfil' was set and there I saw someone passing the transparent water jug with some yellow liquid in it.
Fortunately or unfortunately the guys passing the jug dropped it and bang all the contents of the jug were now kissing the floor. The dirt and sand in all the shoes made the floor look terrible. However, the mystery of that yellow liquid was still there in my mind. Later we thought of many options for the same. It could be some leftover whisky mixed with water as someone was still not done with drinking. Or it could be that complan powder mixed in water (Maybe someone needed some energy after so much drinks). Or the worst option I don't want to think of. If anyone reading blog can throw some light please enlighten us.
After the parantha dinner many guys started leaving. Even some of drunken guys were leaving assuring they are fine. So, Mr. X (I guess most drunk among all) also decides to leave, but there was one problem he was not able to remember his home address. When asked he clearly told his hometown's address, but noida address....no way. Multiple answers were coming, sometimes sector 9, sometimes sector26 and even sector 4. So we asked him to stay at our place but no, the guy was not interested in staying here. He was ready to go to office and do work there (even in that condition). Somehow we convinced him to stay and came in other room and started discussing day's events. After some time we realize Mr. X is not in the house and the main door and gate were open. Then I decided to start 'Mr. X's Search' along with my friend at 1 AM in night in that shivering cold. We asked some guys still standing down about him and they directed us to a gate where they saw him going. We couldn't find him there and asked the watchman at other gate and he also said some guy with same description went from there. Now, we were searching him totally confused from which gate he went and in which direction. We went to his company and told the company guards to keep Mr. X there and don't let him go if by any chance he shows up. Empty handed we came back after searching him near our house and his company and thought now only God is with him. Next morning we came to know he reached the company safely and slept there.
We went to bed and next morning everyone started telling his stories. We were figuring out the yellow powder mystery and I heard a faint voice of one of my roommates who was calling me. I searched him and found him lying on the toilet seat. I helped him to his bed and his hangover continued all the day.
Later, we got reports of one more guy who went to his home and found himself sleeping in the bathroom next morning.
Now this is the fun part of not being drunk - enjoying stories next day when you remember the most of it.
Overall, I enjoyed a lot - party as well as the different experiences I had.