Who does not want to catch up with freinds. With such erratic work hours I find it difficult to pick a call from a friend or reply to an sms that one of my friends. Some times its only while I am in the bus on my way back from office that I see all the missed calls and sms received.

Weekends… I look forward to catch up with pals for some time and sleep my ass off the rest of the time. But the past couple of weekends have been very very hectic for me. Hectic not work wise tough. I was so busy socializing with all my dear friends that I did not have time to take care of my own little things that I had been pushing for the weekend.

From meeting up a friend whose back from the US to celebrating a another’s birthday to meeting a newly married couple-friend to shopping for a friend.

Last weekend I met a friend whose back from the US after 2 and 1/2 years. He’s a college time close pal of mine. I met him over the lunch. Next I celebrated a friend’s birthday. He once told me that he has never cut a cake in his life. I said to myself… chalo lets make his day. So off I went along with my room-mate… half way around Bangalore to celebrate his Birthday. The celebrations went on till 11 pm. It was close to mid-nite that I could come n rest. Whole of the day I was driving my bike in the sultry Bangalore heat. This was on a Saturday.

The next day, a friend who had just got married calls up and invites us (a few of common friends) over for lunch. So I was there and the gathering went on till late evening.

This weekend I was looking forward to a relatively quite one. But again it was not to be.. Saturday started off on a very disappointing note tough. I was supposed to meet a very very close friend of mine who was leaving for Australia. But we were not destined to meet. Well anyways All The Very Best, my best wishes are always with you dear friend.

Next I was supposed to check out a few electronic stores for a Microwave. A group of us is giving the newly wed couple (the one who called me for lunch last sunday) a Microwave as a wedding gift. Again the Bangalore heat got to me. After resting for  a while I was off again. This time to meet a pal whose back from Germany. So group of us were sitting in a pub, listening to very loud music (which I found tasteless), watching IPL T20 matches (which dont interest me) and drinking cola while watching others get drunk. I had a severe head ache that nite.

Sunday was reserved for a friend from Belgaum. I was supposed to meet his and his better half on Sunday. But Sunday began with a hangover. The loud music previous nite had taken its toll. But after fixing up a meeting time and place I was off on my bike again in the head to meet him. After having lunches at Empire and KFC (hmmm…) we parted ways. Next we headed to the marriage of another friend. We timed our arrival such that we could miss lunch. But to our surprise the groom was just about to go for lunch as we arrived. So there I was, having my 3rd lunch in 2 hours. Its was a grand meal…nearly about 12 courses… Which I had to swallow forcefully. As I left the convention hall another friend calls me up and asks me to come along for shopping.

So here I go again. Driving around Bangalore I reach to his place and from there we are off to Shoppers Stop. Spending 5 hours and shopping for clothes worth thousands I am back at my room at 10:45 and have dinner.

What a day… tiring… total atyachar… physical, mental, intestinal atyachar… my body is cursing me as I write this post. Its been a few weekends of kuch zyada sociallizing… or as I’d put it extreme socializing.

But when I remember the valueable time spent with all my dear friends, listening to their banter, pulling anothers leg, the smile on their faces… its an over whelming feeling. A refreshing feeling which re-vitalizes my body and I say to myself, “Damn, why are there only 24 hours in a day? Why does a weekend have to get over so soon?? Why?”