It's been long since I last gave thought to the AMUL parlour in our campus. The last time I was obliged to pen my views on the matter, was in my first year of college as a mundane assignment given by our 'English for Communication' Prof, to exercise to our prosaic faculties...Mine turned out to be a waste of middle-register pages (borrowed from a weaselly bench mate, who was reluctantly tch-tching as he plucked out a couple of centre-pages!) So I intend to be done with the job now...
My trysts with the site usually find me lightly mocking those who pass by the parlour, or me mimicking those in the parlour, when I myself play passer-by...
Coming back to the topic of discussion: My first date with the AMUL outlet was not for ice-cream...
A group of lads (including hum) were on their way back to their hostels after a three hour visual ordeal at the 'Rama Krishna', at around 1:30 am. The AMUL parlour had been inaugurated a few days back and we hadn't yet checked it out. We decided to pamper our curiosity and have a look, even as it was understandably closed.
One little fellow was hesitant to do so, and was particularly keen on getting back to the hostel as early as he could, though he later had no better option but to submit to the collective will of the group. We soon realized that he had one Pepsi too many, and found the backside a convenient space to relieve himself of a full bladder! Poor Dada.
Other activities involve relishing slurps of rich cream (that's going a shade overboard)...plus proximity to the L-H, that promises a decent show. And off late, apart from the chocolate cones I'm prone to buying each time I cross that place, I'm reverently updating myself of the on-campus yoking...not that I can simply ignore.
ah! Gossip mongers' haven.
2 comments:
Utterly delicious... cud hv spoken more abt u know wat...
u know wat, i cud hav spoken more about u know wat!
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