After three days of calling arranging and rearranging this is what your suprise is....
A small party with your family, your school friends, your college friends, my friends and vikram!
I hope you had a good time, it was fun going behind your back, stealing the phone number from your iphone, being the wierdo whos asking for a night out to peopl he only hears about every day!!!
I'm sure when I first called freddie he must have thought "vicky who?" But Anyway, that said and done, here are the list of ideas that I had for your birthday...
"Pool Party" - afternoon brunch on a sunday at the oberoi sky heights ...but those damn office people dont allow food near the pool!! Why even have a pool????
Paintball Party - Would have been awesome fun, and we will do this once we come back from Dubai
Bowling Alley Night - Disco lights, drinks and bowling....but the damn thing was booked through the weekend
You and ME Party - But I figured you need to mix things up cant be a dinner date every time, so I did the rope a dope....you can ask me what that means when we meet up
But in the end, budget constraints led me to the best available option!!! BOOZING AND DANING AT VIKRAMS! WITH YOUR PEOPLE!!!!
I'm gonna put an extra effort to make sure all your friends are comfortable! I will be my premarriage charming dude! Just not flirty!
So,
cake ...check
booze ... check
food....check
Manali....check (you have to remember this story)
And yeah, I reminded Manali to call your brother, Neeraj!!! Kudos to me.....
Wanted to buy you a cell phone (too expensive) tried selling my old phones, damn ALFA is a chor when it comes to buying old phones, new laptop (minimum 50K at Croma, thought what would ALLY love more ,,,, A bag ? hmm or a new laptop....) I went with the bag!
So, in a nutshell your cheap husband is writing a memoir to you on your birthday...
Everyone keeps talking about how marriage is difficult,
How you have to make adjustments, have to accomodate...
Since that fateful day, there hasn't been an instance, an hour or a minute
That I can imagine, without you in it
You have made my every wish come true
I feel like a small kid again, thinking how great it is to be with you
I can't wait to write more lines, more pages, about us
I can't wait to be again, in amsterdam, in goa, in paris
I used to think that I'll be a tennis player, a basketball star, when I grow up
Can't think of a better way, now, to 'have been' than how I have ended up!
MORE LATER!!!!
Don't wanna be late with the champaign