Day 23 – 12 years and counting.

Day 23 – 12 years and counting.

Today was the celebration of the 12^th birthday of the company that we are visiting in Pune.  We were not exactly too sure what to expect, so we went as comfortable and open minded as possible.  After almost 1 hour of driving we finally reached the spot where the party was held.

The place was amazingly beautiful.  And everyone was in the mood for a good party.  One of the guys told us that they prefer a Western party because they have the Indian life everyday…  We didn’t complain at all.

The office party:

The speeches started.  There were four people in the crowd that felt completely lost, pretty much, the entire time.  Those four people were Hein, Kaishni, Lourens and I…  The speeches were all in Hindi and Mahratti, I think there might have been another language or two, but I am pretty sure English and Afrikaans were not one of them.  Then at some point they realised that there were 4 South Africans in the room and the fun started.  The MC of the party asked us to come to the front…  Yes and that is exactly when the night got interesting; he asked us to do an enactment of a Bollywood movie.  Now I am not sure which movie it was (it could have been all of them mixed together).  Hein, Lourens and I had to try and get Kaishni’s attention while she had to try as hard as possible to ignore us.  Lourens won at the end with his awesome “Lay on the beach with a smile” move.  Shortly after the “SA-Bollywood” moment they had a “who has the most spikey hair” contest.  I am proud to say that South Africa took the gold medal there (yes I was the participant).

So eventually the speeches and jokes were done and that is when the real fun started.  Now as far as I know Indians are pretty famous for their love of dancing, and sure as life they showed it on the dance floor.  I think we danced for about an hour then we took a quick dinner break before heading back.  We eventually left the party venue at around 1am…

Our ride home was a bit more interesting, we had to make two trips because there was only one car left and we were 7 people.  The guy that took us home (Ashish) drives a Ford Figo this caused a feeling of nostalgia for me… I miss groenie.

When we got home we had a relaxing coffee break before hitting the hay.  This is when we noticed (and sorry for the sensitive readers) that Gert had passed away.  Sorry Julle.

PS...  Happy Birthday to our friends at the India office! and "Many happy returns."

-this was thought about on many levels including novice, beginner and awesome