summer of 69 club: Daud mat ma n more...

summer of 69 club: Daud mat ma n more...

Miles for a 'Makai'

A 'Corny' date on a rainy day...

The season's rains had finally decided to shower on us on a Saturday evening in office. The fragrance of the first rain instigated a temptation to break free and experience the simpler things in life. The first thing that came to our mind was the fresh whiff of roasted corn. The craving led me to step on the gas and turn up the volume, while the others settled back to enjoy the blissful ride.

We let our hearts lead the way. Who would have thought that we would cross city borders, driving all the way to the capital city to satisfy our whim.

Rains, conversation, music, plenty of laughter...and the urgency to get back in time for Arkane's dance class, which she simply refused to miss. Torn between a leisurely evening and a strict regime, we managed to do it all...Who said we can't have the best of both worlds!

We started our drive when it was drizzling and as we drove further, the rains lashed harder. But our relentless quest continued to the outskirts of Gandhinagar. With unheard screams of 'Bhaiyya, yahan bhutta kahan milega?' we drove ahead in the direction given by streethawkers. When our search yielded no results we made a detour with a dissapointed countenance. On our way back just as we had lost our hope, we spotted a bhutta-wala right under our noses!

Niv and Arkane screamed their lungs out in joy and a cry of triumph. The bhutta's tasted heavenly and we relished them under the highway sky. It was indeed a long drive, and we managed to be back in time for arkane's dance class, too!

Daud mat ma n more...

Pictionary, anyone? Turned out everyone jumped at the idea, but forgot to carry the game. What we did have though was loads of chart paper and sketch pens, and the game began...

Niv's artistic rendition of a courtroom scene set the pace for the evening. Both the teams tried to outdo each other in pulling movie names out of a hat. While one team was determined to win, the other team was determined to let them do so.....

Rinks n Niv ... the life and soul of the party, the made for each other team, had the rest of us in splits with their antics. While Niv churned out one work of abstract art (read indecipherable, at least as far as Rinks was concerned) after another, Rinks did her best impression of a nobel laureate in 'bollywood in waiting', and her best contribution to the evening was definitely the hilarious "daud mat ma" (dharmatma)

During the course of the evening, 'maqbool' became "makai bolo", and 'Hatim Tai' found its manifestation in "Hathi - Mata". In true Bollywood style, the quintessential 'Ma' & Bacchan reigned supreme.

Both the teams had the time of their life... and agreed to meet for another bout of Tom & Jerry. You are invited too...but participate at your own risk!

CAUTION : Total Madness Guaranteed!!!

a play day!

This time the club had an arty agenda! the ahmedbad film festival was on; and the star attraction was not a film but a very popular play starring the legendary actor, Tom Alter called 'God said Cheers'. When we heard the title, the club was very intrigued and we all said 'cheers!' to it.

L. got the tickets and we found ourselves seated among big names in the performing arts and entertainment industry. the play was humorous and made us ponder about the concept of 'God'. Did we ever imagine him to be a laid back man who drank beer everyday but never paid the bar for it! did we ever think of him to be someone who doesnt have any 'shoulds' and 'supposed tos' in his agenda or ours?

If watching an intensely funny play at the IIM campus wasnt enough, the club headed for a feast at Haute Peppers.

Conversations, black peppered mushrooms, leg pulling, mexican rice, invigorating ambience, long drive,car music and peaceful goodbyes followed.

...Those were the best days of my life...
back in the summer of 69!!

Joy ride on my bike

On our first club event we decided to take the highway! We grabbed a few bikes and hit the road to see if we still have it in us to cycle. Perhaps the last time we cycled before this was ages ago in our school days. But we stood up for the challenge.

Few daredevils such as R.K and Poo cycled all the way from their homes to the highway and back! We gave them a 'cycling ovation'.

The rest of us, went cycling on a chosen track at the highway. The Hummer was the star attraction of the evening. It was 11 pm and we kept cycling past midnight. We could feel the wind in our hair and the peace and quiet of the highway in our ride.
We all went home, with a feeling of having accomplished something. It felt great! Thanks to BH for starting it all.

summer of 69 club kya hai?

Picture this: a bunch of people who don't have much in common; all of different ages, hailing from different cities, with different educational backgrounds and working in different functions in one single club. Beyond the above differences these bunch of people share a common corporate tower under which most of their productive time is spent. They slog, they meet deadlines, they brainstorm. They strategize, they answer the phone and they arrange meetings. In all of this, do they miss out on exploring life, living each day and seizing the moment? Not until the summer-of-69 club.
The summer of 69 club meets every once in a while to pursue the individual and group interests of the club. These interests could be anything from cycling on the highway to learning to play the guitar. This is when the black ties and stiff collars morph into comfortable sneakers and bandannas.
We are the summer-of-69 club.