For old times sake

*sigh* Sunday is coming to an end. Yeah, i know it is a very regular phenomenon and I am just stating the obvious. But today was an exceptionally good one. It's one thing to go out and another to go out and actually have a good time!

A couple of days back, I was just chatting with one of my friends on gtalk out of boredom when the topic shifted to how long it has been since we met and spent some time together. Thanks to office resources and lack of any serious pending work at both ends, I ended up calling him and we spoke for quite long. The matters "discussed" were basically how I think he is pretending to be busy, acting too smart for his own good and the if we don't meet very soon, I will make sure that he is covered in bruises. He had the same thoughts, except the bruises part.

So it was decided that Sunday we should meet up. Easier said than done. It had been a while since I met quite a few friends, most of whom are busy preparing for that stupid test that is claiming the free time of a lot of people of my age group(plus/minus two years)- CAT. Hence, the plan was proposed that all of us have lunch together, after these busy bodies finish with their Mock CATs.

Next came the tough part- catching each of them, requesting for a few moments out of their precious time and to get them to agree. Mind you, it wasn't just studies that would have acted as a hindrance, but we are talking about asking guys to spare some time on the day of an India-Australia match. If there's one thing yours truly is good at, it's persuasion. For some, a "pretty please" was good enough, for others emotional blackmail plus veiled threats did the job. One secret-when I was convincing one, I told the other that everyone else was coming and hence not to act as a spoilsport!*evil grin*

People were asked and convinced, day and time was decided, next came the venue. Now here, I got hardly any help. "Hey..decide the venue and just let me know" was the common response. That wasn't good for me. I had no problem deciding where to go but if it wouldn't turn out well, I would have six tired, hungry, angry men to take care of and trust me, no way did I want that to happen! After much deliberation with one of them, I finally fixed the place and crossed my fingers and messaged all of them last night about it.

Here comes the element of surprise-not one, but all of them turned up earlier than planned! The only waiting involved was for the table, which wasn't a big issue as there was no dearth of "entertainment" to pass the time. I had made a rule right from the time all of them turned up-no one is to discuss the questions/answers and except an occasional slip up a couple of times, all of them did adhere to it!

The food was excellent(especially for the price that we paid for it) and for a change, us veggies had good options and actually went in for second servings! Everyone was at ease, teasing each other and a lot of gay jokes were passed(as I remarked to one of them-such jokes seem to be in abundance in our group!).

The funny thing that struck me while looking around the table-I was the only girl there. And yet, nothing seemed as odd to any of us, me included. I guess that's the best part about having such friends, you don't have to think too much, you just blend into the common space, forgetting the trivial superficialities.

After I reached home, i got a message from one of them, thanking me for organising this little meet and expressing how much fun he had. I know they say that "there is no thank you/sorry in friendship", but honestly, it doesn't hurt to slide in these two once in a while, when you actually mean it. I feel accomplished. :)