Friday clubbing conversations – Never say never.

7.00: me – Have N confirmed ?
7.00: H- She’s not called
7.01: me – I haven’t slept well the past two nights .
7.01: H – I hear you

7.30: me – Its still raining
7.30: H – I sent her a message. Others also have not confirmed
7.30: me – I think the plan will be canned.
7.30 H – Never say never. 

8:07: me – Going to eat something, you?
8.07: H – Already did, long  back
8.07: me – Fu@#*r

9.09: me – Sleeping early, have an early start tomorrow.
9.10: H – What times the flight ?
9.10: me- Early morning , also got to run an errand before.
9.11: H – Better get some shut eye.
9.12: me – Cool.

6 minutes later
9.18: H – N messaged,  everyone’s coming.
9.18: me – Give me 5 to get ready!

Messages in cabs
Me – I’m going dancing
F – You were not well right
Me – That was yesterday 
M – And now?
Me – Now I came to Bandra !!

Dance table conversation
Me after a round of loosening limbs catch sight of H.
Me – Get up n dance baba, why are sitting down?
H – Just taking it all in, chilling…..
I nodded, turn away to N , whisper in her ear and go back to dancing. 10 minutes later I sideglance towards H. Still sitting down at the empty table , looking bored and irritated.  Except now there is a double vodka lemon next to him. I return to dancing.
Exactly 19 minutes later
Can we join?
A couple of girls ask H if they can join the dance train he’s running through the place.
H responds –  Don’t just sit there – dance !!

Another dance table conversation

Me – She’s hot !
H – But she’s with another guy.
Me – Hmmn – he looks a little like me.
H – He’s fitter, full hair and younger.
Me – Ga@#d*

An  hour later-the Dj is on fire -they are playing Dire straits, Modern Talking and Bee Gees.
P – We have not jived na ?
Me – what I do cannot be called jive 
P – Oh please !
Me – Ok let’s go
9 minutes later
P – You were right
I shrug. Case closed

The end
‘Thank you and good night, this is DJ Max , you have been a great audience’.

Last drinks chugged, mobiles- bags picked up along with a few side glances stolen.  Then we head out with tired feet and content souls. It’s pouring outside. Uber, ola , autos booked, hugs all around, one by one the group dissappears. Till it’s just me, H and P.
P – We should do this again
Me – Sure
H – How ? Next week you not here , nor is N or the rest of the gang.
Me – Never say never.

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