Man from the pink house

After a long time, am back, and with a BANG!!!

This is like a real entertainer, what I am about to narrate to you guys. I still can't stop laughing and it just happened this evening. I came back home and rushed to the computer to write this down, before I forgot even the slightest of the details.
So here goes:

My friends and I decided to go to Pergola for some beverages and dinner this evening. For the people who are unaware of where this place is, its at Accord Metropolitan. Its this nice roof-top resto-bar with a mind blowing aerial view of T-Nagar.

Half way down the booze, we decided to check out the view of the city, and so some of us went by this other table occupied by these two "Gentlemen", who appeared to be just placing their orders. One of them suddenly said,"Isn't it a fantastic view, guys". We agreed in unison. The older of the two pointed out to the city, and said "That house with the pink lights is mine. The one opposite to Benz park Hotel". We awed just to satisfy the man's weird pride. And that's when he started off with his Boston visit and the number of times a year he visits Australia. He asked how old we are and what we do. He said that Boston is a good city for post graduation and that we should really consider going there(Or at least that's what I think he said, cause the guy was barely audible). He was mumbling about his niece in Boston who loves having other Indian people at her place(WHAT!!??) and he started searching for his niece's visiting card in what appeared to be his huge-ass wallet. He took out like bundles of rupee notes and credit cards and other bullshit on the table. He insisted that he did have one. At last he gave up and we decided to go back to our table.

He again called to us and said that he would buy us all a round of drinks. We initially refused but then said fine. We all shifted to his table and listened to his gibberish. He asked us if we could spare him a fag, and so we gave him the last of our cigarettes and the lighter. The dude thought he lit his cig and started taking puffs off a non-lit cigarette. He kept dragging and blowing for quite sometime until Sunandh pointed it out to him. He said, "Oh..No wonder! Could one of you uh... help me out with this lighter?", and Sunandh volunteered. The man had just finished his first serving and was already high with all sorta non-sense he spoke which made no sense(leave alone the fact that he was barely audible). We HAD to put up with it cause the dude said he would buy us like this 2000bucks worth booze!!! So he was yapping about some non-sense when Rouse asked him for his name and phone number(just for fun). He again pointed out to the city and said, "That house with the pink lights is mine". He called for the waiter and asked for a sheet of paper and pen, started jotting down what was supposed to be his name and address. He handed it over to me and I couldn't stop laughing(Image of the paper attached). I controlled myself and looked back at him and he appeared all serious. He asked us where we stay and how we commuted to the restaurant. We said we had our bikes, to which he gave us this stare and said that he would have us all get dropped in his car. He insisted saying that the pink house is his(again pointing out to the city) and he would ask his driver to drop us all off. The guy gave us this lecture about how he used to drink and smoke when he was our age and blah blah, and eventually forgot about the dropping off bit.

We finished our drinks and the guy asked for the bill. He said that he would pay for our entire booze. We were taken aback and said a loud NO. "It's my pleasure", he said,"Its after all uh..for just one evening". After sometime we gave up thinking,"What shit?". He again started off with some crap about Melbourne and Sydney and his friends there. And something about a friend of his who owns a palm oil farm with a bungalow, and now all of us appeared interested only for the fact that this dude is going to foot our entire bill for the evening, which, by the way, totaled to a whopping 6000 bucks!!!!

We were saved by the waiter who handed him his bill, and handed Sunandh our bill. Sunandh got a call and was on the phone when the old man held out his hand to Sunandh. My poor friend ended the call and gave the phone to the guy, thinking that he probably wanted to make a call. The dude gave Sunandh back his phone and said, "No...Give me your bill". Sunandh promptly handed the bill to the old drunk chap, who put the bill to his ear and held it their for a few seconds until he blinked and said,"Oh! How can I hear the bill". He tried to read it and looked at the waiter and said,"I will pay for everything which these uhh... gentlemen had". We tried to argue with him and later realized that it was pointless to argue with a guy who tried to hear what was written on a piece of paper. The waiter left with the checks and the creditcard, and we all got up. The poor old guy had some trouble standing up and fell back on his chair, so the five of us helped him up. (At this point you must realise that the other dude who came with this dude was just watching the whole drama).

The waiter came back for the card bearer's signature. The old man looked at the card receipt, signed it and mumbled to himself saying, "It says 3800 here, but uhh... lets see what it says right down here...", and looked at the bottom of the receipt. "Oh!", he looked at us, "these fuckers have conned us". He called for the waiter and said,"I don't think we had all this. I think you have given us uhh... the wrong check. I will come back tomorrow and talk to you about it". The waiter was dazzled but appeared to be cool and nodded to this old guy.

We helped him to the lift , and once inside, the old guy took out our check from his pocket and asked us,"Why on earth am I billed 38,000?", to which Rouse quickly corrected him saying,"Sir, it's not 38,000, its 3800", and quickly snatched the bill from the man and hid it before he started an argument. The other guy said that the car is at the parking lot, and so Sunandh and Madhu assisted them. Only when they asked the valet guy did they realize that the car driver had been sent off earlier that evening!! The old man was obviously not in the state to drive, and the other dude claimed that he doesn't know to drive. So Sunandh called for an auto and pushed both these insane gentlemen into it.

A total of 5800Rs worth booze, all for free. Poor guy is going to wake up the next day in his pink house and realise what a dumb-ass he had been, or maybe he is stinkin rich, or maybe is a bit corky on the inside, but that's not our problem. We did say NO at first when he said he would pay the bill. HE insisted and we thought, Why not?