Eventful Evening...of fun and guns

The star event was that it was Kiks Happy wala Birthday but what added jazz, no I mean what Rocked it completely was the gig at Sports Bar. We missed Imaads performance but had a blast with ‘Something Relevant’ (Tanmay the lead singer is an absolute eye candy), and I was transferred to the space by the awesome bang and roar of ‘Dream out loud,’ Chandresh, the guitarist is a dynamite, he strummed the guitar with antics I have never seen before and boy! He was something. I’m his fan and yes I love the band too. Then came on the famous ‘Vaayu,’ need I say more…the lil smoky bar lit up and it was electric smoke all around…Floyd fans they’re…and the opening song was of course Another brick in the wall…followed by their OCs and perfect conclusion with Deep Purple…and I thoroughly enjoyed every bit of the gig.
Sitting on a couch, close to the performing space, perfect view, bad base though, best buddies all around, some smoke, best beer, made up for a fabulous evening and all cheers to kiks dear…

Now the next event of the evening, I rate this as the most exciting one.
In a lil tipsy state that I was in, D’jango and I strolled our way out of the bar with the rest of the gang far ahead. I see a mawali guy, pass me by with a pistol; he was rushing up to the bar. Startled as I was, I rushed to my friends and narrated what I saw. (Now I’ll cut the extra drama that followed of narrow glances, stern expressions, Neha you’ll be spanked-just shut up and lets go home…et al)

I marched towards the police van (you see sometimes the journo instincts in me wake up and I am all game for some action) and tell them about my discovery. Then D’jangs and I accompany the cops to the bar, identify the potential trouble maker and he gives me this really icy looks and storms out of the bar, runs like a maniac, the lousy cops behind him, security alarms going up, what a frenzy!
My beloved buddies don’t allow me to go any further and I am forced to return home and I wonder if the cops manage to out pace the guy and get hold of him…I hope they did...that would be a reward to my brave act, you see.

So with this fiasco, Kiki successfully turned 24, and I’d the time of my life…in the truest sense it was a rocking event.

PS: Mumbai Police needs to pay special attention toward its fitness and promptness, they’re way too self involved in star gazing while people roam around with comets in broad flashlights of starry nights…