Bachelorette Party
Our house has never been this crowded and its not even reached its peak yet. Coincidentally ADS also has his fiancee visiting, which is good for me coz she can keep M company when I am out studying. But it can be pretty dicey when two other male roommates are living in in addition to myself and ADS but thankfully, they have been very understanding. If this wasn’t enough, HM and VSR – my ex-roomies are in town for business and personal reasons respectively and naturally they wanted to bunk in at our place. I can’t refuse them so they add to the melee and..I am not finished…another newbie is slated to join us in couple of days. But then HM and VSR would already have left by then so there would be spare air to breathe. Maybe I have just hyperventilating…things are not as bad as they seem. People are in and out of the house in perfect synchronization – all present only for a few hours at night when the house resembles a band camp without the instruments with all the mattresses covering every inch of floor space.
Now, if the title of this post has raised your curiousity levels to an all-time high, I am getting to it now. RD is back from India and before she moves to another place for her doctoral pursuits, all the girls are throwing her a surprise bridal shower – a second one in recent times after MV’s bash. She is getting married to VSR in December after a year-long campus romance. Now, of course we guys are barred from these bridal showers but thankfully are invited for dinner after the “festivities” are done with. MV blatantly suggested that I can attend the party if I did the Full Monty for them. I told her that I accept only twenty-dollar bills (yeah, I am that cheap!) but these girls are much cheaper coz they chickened out. They said that they rather not see in natural state. Now I am not sure whether that comment was made in respect or was plain insulting for my masculinity.
These bridal showers, apart from the regular dance numbers, are nothing more than massive gossip chatter on the dry sex lives of the invitees…and oh boy, they all open up when confronted. Some of them are pretty wild, if what they say is true. Now you may wonder how the hell do I know the things that happen at bridal showers? You forget that every group has its Brutus who spills the beans after its all over. But I don’t understand why she (the female brutus, I mean) would tell ME all that stuff and when it sprials beyond audile tolerance, I have to tell her…”Ok Ok, I get the picture…enough I don’t wanna hear anymore…this isn’t supposed to be discussed”. I don’t relish in knowing the gory details of others’ sexcapades, especially if I am gonna come across that poor person in day-to-day life. Makes me picture all sorts of visuals in my perverted brain…can’t help it, control nahee hota, can you?. But I don’t suppose anything new is gonna pop up at this bridal shower coz the people are the same as last time…unless something major has happened in the past couple of months thats’ worth sharing. I rather not talk about this anymore least I reveal too much…..forget I ever told you this….I can tell you more but then I will have to kill you.
