A night acros

-->Chandigarh is amongst the most happening cities in India. Be it the lush green view from the bus window or the attitude-filled damsels, Chandigarh simply amazes me and excites me. Rose Garden, Rock Garden, hang outs, crowd, sector-17, sec- 35, Morni Hills in the vicinity, IT park, upcoming Cini-plexes, growin' college population, wow, it cant get better! I am in love with it!

The Beginning

A few days back, I got a party invitation. Initially I was apprehensive whether I should be going there, or not. It was late and my pocket money was not at its best. Hmmm.. After some brain-scratching, I decided, I should give it a shot. I did up my party attire, got onto my vehicle and zoomed towards Madhya Marg, Chandigarh, the central highway that connects Chandigarh with various sectors and hill stations like Shimla. The drive was amazing, though a few disappointing potholes, yet it was fun to zoom past 80kmph on the busy track, against the breeze, across a Kalagram, a cultural destination, that has the first Condom bar in India. Further more, the traffic lights just seemed pleased with me for no reason; they went green when I approached and let me go without having to press my left hand brake or blow a horn. The lights on the road, gave me a feel of a tech-city with busy commuters, affluent people; not to miss out, Chandigarh infact prides itself on the fact that it has the highest per capita income in the country, for the 5^th consecutive year.

Man on wheels…

I zoomed on to the Sector-26, Madhya Marg round about before applying my first brake and then drove across posh restaurants, coffee hotspots, up-market hangouts and busy roads. It was a pleasure to take a left turn on the Sukhna Marg, which cuts Madhya Marg at a right angle. The roads just began getting better and the open windows of sedans carrying beautiful people, zoomed passed me. It was a treat to drive at 9 in the night for the party, where the cake was waiting to be cut and candles waiting to be blown off.

The party…

Just when I thought that was it, my appetite grew stronger as the sector-35 market with posh showrooms, sinful party spaces, bars, buzzing nightlife, food chains and gorgeous girls came across. Wow, Food and party spaces! I was to go in there, into one of them. I was glad, this was coming. I reached the party in time, and there was a bigger surprise awaiting me there. The ratio, it was… The ratio they call it; 2 boys and 10 girls, the invitation pie chart. Wow, this was gonna’ get crazy. The host welcomed us all and we welcomed her back with a cakewalk on her face and hair. We gossiped, teased, ate, drank, laughed, party’d hard and part’d. It was time to be courteous and give the waiting people, their due.

Is the pot full?

This was not it. There was space for more fun. Just then, another boy came in and three is company. We vroom….ed off to glory, towards Sukhna Lake, threw stones in the lake watching them rebound against the gushing waters, had a walk, a talk, a rock and trolled on towards the Chandigarh highways for fun at midnight. The time wuz’ something like 12 ‘0’ clock, shit! The roads were empty, a silent air there, the mesmerizing street lights placed there in an escorting fashion, black and yellow road ends clearly visible beneath the shining signposts. Overworked Workers coming out from restaurants, and a song on our lips just to make these labourers smile after their long hours at the back-office…”Dil karta hai sadakon pe zor se gaaauuuunnn..” It was time to rock on!

Quickly, we looked for a 24x7 gasoline outlet for our drought struck tanks and did them full. There was still some Cola left to be had, some racing yet to be done, some coffee yet to be gulped…From Sector 10 Madhya Marg, we could see the last signs of life with the Parantha Walas serving yumm paranthas (indian breads) with Makhan(butter).

Chandigarh knightriders!

Sector 34, a glass window, a dark and happening restaurant and a drinking friend, you got me, beer time for the third guy who joined the party. Quickly, a rickshaw puller picked up the bottle the guy threw away, we observed...... as the third guy tried to get back in shape and take the backseat on the bike. Soon, Sector- 22 Café Coffee Day, open 365 in a year, with a wi-fi outside and an international crowd inside was our next stop. Expresso coffee and cuppachino, some clicks and snaps, a few phonecalls back home that I’ll stay at a friends this nite’ ended the day as we got up from our table, to divert. Guess, we covered Chandigarh. The buzzing city.

Whoooooo…calling it a day, as I closed my eyes in sector-15, at my friend’s home! This had not happened for long. Needed it badly being away from the hometown city for several years….. AND yes finally….time to doze, 3 A.M, f***, just when the FM stations shift on to the spiritual songs!