My Experiments with Vodka Martini
I’m a Teetotaler! Yes, I don’t booze! The fact is that, in my 21 years of existence, I’ve never touched alcohol nor did I feel like touching it…..EVER....until yesterday, that is!
Yesterday was weird in more ways than one:
I woke up at 6 AM and brushed my teeth for ONLY 7 minutes (I normally brush like a man possessed for ~12 mins!!)-Weird!
I took bath soon after that-Weird!
Had my breakfast by 8 AM-Weird!
Got to work and replied to all of my mails-Weird!
Didn’t crib when there was this customary power cut-Weird!
Went down to our living room and spoke to my folks and sister for more than 45 minutes-Weird
Weird! Weird! Weird!
So, on this very weird day, I got this eldritch thought, of tasting Vodka! If not Vodka, at least a glass of wine or Beer, or, well, at least a Breezer! The bottom point is that, I wanted to desperately taste alcohol in any form.
So, I call up this friend of mine, who, like me, has never boozed. I go and tell him my weird happenings and try my best to convince him.Me
: “Just this ONE time, dude! Let’s do it ONLY once. I’ll pay for your drink too!”Friend
: “What? You must be kidding! You know me very well, dude! Alcohol and I simply don’t go together.”Me
: “Awww, c’mon, dude! I’ll take you to the best Pub in the city-Bottles and Chimney! Think about it! Loadsa chicks
and all. You can letch all you like. No one to stop you! Who knows, you might finally find the chick
of your dreams!”Friend
of my dreams?? In a Pub? You kidding? *thinks for like 2 minutes
* “Hang on a minute…didya say I can letch as much as I want?”Me
: “Positively, dude! Take my word for it! No one to stop you.”Friend
: “Okay, what time?”Me
: “I’ll pick you up at 8 PM?”Friend
: “Done! And hey, you were not kidding about the “letching” part, right?Me
: “Well, you’ll see for yourself!”
What I didn’t reveal to him was that I’ve never been to a pub before! I took a chance and he fell for it! Great!
By 8 PM, I was at his place! For once in my life, I was on time (weird!). My friend, dressed primly, was waiting for me. It was evident from the look on his face that he was tensed about this whole affair.
“Let’s get the hell outta here, dude.” He says.
We reach BnC by 8:25 PM. After parking our vehicle, we gingerly walk towards the entrance door. And for the first time in my life, (Other than in Hollywood movies, of course) I get to see a Bouncer! Boy! Was I surprised or what? Here was this huge man, with biceps the size of my thighs, looking menacingly at us, like we were some suicide bombers, about to blow up the damned place!
Once inside, my friend was on cloud # 9!
“Look at the chicks
, dude!!” He exclaims, “So many chicks
, hot one’s at that and all at one place!!”
He was right! There were quite a few of them. Whoever said Hyderabadi girls are not “out-going” hafta come to this place!
We chose a table bang in the middle. “We can get a clear view of the surroundings, dude!” reasoned my friend.
The problems started once we got the menu in our hand!! My friend, who was until then, letching, suddenly had to make a choice!
“Dude, do we get Naans
and Paneer Buttar Masala
, here?” He asks!!
I was mega pissed with him! “You outta your mind? You come to a fucking PUB and order for Naans
? I’ll fucking kill you if you try to act natty with me!”
After staring at the Menu for about 3 minutess, “I’ll take a Vodka Maritini
” He says.
“Hell! You know what Vodka Martini
is?” I ask him.
“Nope! What is it?” He retorts.
“It’s…err…well; the name is menacing, dude!! You might get high if you drink that!” I say.
“I wanna get high!” He retorts with a straight face.
Since I couldn’t choose anything for myself, I ordered the same drink. It’s another matter that we almost puked after tasting the damned thing!! Maybe ‘cos it was our first time or may be it was really that bad, we would never know.
We came out of the place after couple of hours, where most of the time was spent ogling at pretty ladies. We did have some snacks, though. Which, for a change, were yummy!
It was a good experience, both for me and my pal! Though, all we did was take one sip of the damned cocktail!
“When are we coming here again, dude?” He asks me when I drop him back at home!