The Same World

People from all around the world, Blacks, Iranians, Indians, Brits(the whole lot!) had come together in this world of oppurtunity at the knee of the country. They renamed it Bengaluru recently, but its the same Bangalore to everyone else. The weekend was my chance to get away from the monotonous classes and college, and i thought that it would be good for me to experience a new city for a break, after visiting Delhi for every other weekend that i wanted a break. A close friend was there and so was one who i had known since the time i can remember, they were the ones who had taken upon them the responsibility of showing me around and letting me crash at night when the whole day was spent at attaining the level of satisfaction, that "fun" would bring. And if we were satisfied with the fun we had, we'd call it a night.

Fun can never be measured with points and numbers, but when it was the turn of someone i thought i knew, it was a whole different ball game! We got into the best clubs in the city without the cover charges because of his contacts, and he thought it was nice to flaunt to his old friend about how much he had achieved. Sadly enough, my decisions were involuntary as, on it rested the grumpiness or happiness of the faces of two other individuals, one he was in love with and the other was just a part of his weekend routine of "compulsive fun".

The other two were sensible people but just at the wrong place at the wrong time, i pitied them, but i understood their position for the past couple of months, and i would exactly know how they felt as rational beings to be part of this ridiculous lifestyle. End of the month, no money, expectations are supposed to be low and fun is supposed to take a back seat, survival strategies have to be thought over, survival, it seemed, had a different definition in this guy's head. My best friend was by my side during this ordeal that i would call educational, if the subject of one's interest was character understanding.

Superbikes were out by midnight, and they weren't ridden for the thrill or the adrenaline rush, but to pick up the women who were scantily clad in their branded vaults of wastage, money was around, Bling was dust, the air was contagious, trust me, not in a good way.

Intimidation was felt around the room, everyone was talking about the one who looked the best or the one who didn't know if she was wearing the skirt as a hat or a hat as a skirt. Superficial is what it is called. Cell phones were worth as much as the per capita income of Zaire, Fast cars were parked on the driveway, the occupants lived 2 blocks away, but they had to drive, what if the dust of the city took away the shine of their overtly decked face and weeks of planning inches of placing the ever-shining make-up. We were the laggers, the broke people who had to be there because we got in for free, and we had to make our presence felt, never ever had i experienced forceful partying, i guess there is always a first time for everything, it was pool side, the numbers started pouring in, and one wouldn't once think twice about calling our country one of the poorest in the world, at this rate, we were the richest in this world and all the other ones.

"Shake what your mamma gave you"...hahahah, thats what i thought, if only someone had rattled their brains when they were heading into this path towards nothingness and popularity, they would actually shake their teeny-weeny microscopic brains and then make decisions which would stop their own selves from the wrath of contagious showing off and power flashing...

I love music, but it is definitive for every single person, i would rather sit in a corner, drink something that would not cost the sky, and have my time with my close friends, and meet their acquaintances and grow a network which would last, and which would be originally valuable, but here value had a different definition all together, i guess materialism took over for this weekend. If we had to define a church in their terms, it would be a building made of gold and plated with platinum just in case the markets fell and gold prices went down!! It wouldn't matter who was in it.

Relationships were born, some destroyed, passes made, rejections taken, Women danced, the men watched while moving. A 'woman' knew she was the tallest amongst all of the other present at that party, so she thought it was a good idea to walk around the pool fifty times, so people could take a closer look at her and then come to know the truth, that she was actually the tallest and the only transvestite at that party posing as a woman, i have nothing against a transvestite, they have a right to party too, but not as woman, come as you are.

It's unbelievable how much people change in minutes, and how people have changed in years, i don't blame anyone, just the meal on the plane, it was the first satisfactory portion on an airline, which had never happened before, but since i paid enough on the weekend, this was god's way of saying, when you down in the dumps, the higher plane, no matter if it was still underground would feel like heaven, i'm back home, i spoke to the people who meant a lot, and i sent my message to someone who i thought meant a lot, a lot has changed, it was a weekend, Life's too quick, i have to make the best of it, this time, it was decided and planned, next time, it will be.