The plan of celebrating the new year at our place started when we rented out a huge two-bedroom apartment in an awesome area called Kammanahalli. If you have never been to Bangalore, Kammanahalli is the place where most of the youngsters hang our from the north eastern part of Bangalore. I really loved this place and used to spend my weekends there, so when my roommate and I decided to make this as our place to stay, I was over the moon. I was excited for this next step in my life and was looking forward to it. Here is the place that we decided to stay in. Doesn’t it look grand?
We were a total of 10-15 people celebrating this new year together. It was a fun bunch and I was glad we were celebrating the New Year’s Eve together. Everyone got their drinks, food, and smokes, and the party started.
By this time, everyone knew that I never smoked and drank in my life, so, obviously, everyone started “forcing” me a drink or two, which I courteously declined. Glad that they did not force me more. One thing I did that night was I tried hookah for the first time. I think the flavor I liked that night was paan masala. I was dumbfounded by how similar the flavor felt as compared to an actual paan. For those who are not aware about paan, google suggested that it is a betel leaf which is pounded with Areca nut. That was the best way Icould describe it. Sorry for the disappointment. 🤷🏽♂️ I think I have the cropped photo of me enjoying the hookah.
Let’s get to the fun part of the night. As the night progressed, people started drinking; I was happy with my coca-cola. We started chit-chatting, playing games, clicking many pictures (obviously). One thing that I was happy about that I was enjoying and being myself. There was no one to judge or stop you from doing anything. And this was the first time I was celebrating New Year’s Eve in a big city like Bangalore, so it was kind of special. 🤘🏽
I don’t remember eating food that night, or may be I did and just don’t recollect doing that. As any party does, we had a couple of arguments, which was fun to watch, as I was among the sober people at the party. At first I thought why would anyone bring up topics like that in a party, but soon realized I guess that’s what people do when they are under the influence of alcohol. Everyone handled the situation quite nicely and made sure it does not go out of hands.
Now, I am not completely sure when our landlords came up, but they sure were happy to let us party and have a good time. They even brought some cake for us. It was a plum cake and I think it had either wine or rum in it; again not clear with the details. It was such a blurry night! 👨🏽🦯
The last thing I remember about that night is letting everyone know that I was going to bed and that was around 2.30 A.M.
I don’t have the slightest clue about what happened after that, but, when I woke up, the place was not the same. We had food and drinks everywhere. I went to the bathroom and discovered the the wash basin filled with the vomit. Oh man, I cannot get that picture out of my head. I was the first one to wake up as everyone else went to bed quite late. I don’t blame them. It was a new year, and that’s what you do.
It was a good night though, no doubts about that.
Ciao amici!
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