[Sam Kapasi]

Originally Posted by arpandiv

Umm isnt a score = 20 so 5 score tourists.

lol.

Indeed a score is 20 and four score and twenty is a funny way of saying 100, meaning lots of people.

Many people say "Four score and twenty" in a funny way, I am merely one of them. Here is a funny story from here

Four score and twenty cakes ago my four fathers and two mothers were involved in the biggest race in the world it was called Hmmaphuwhawha. This proved a bit of a mouthful so in the end they settled on the name "Pussy Galore" It was obvious, we were purposely running out of name tags. so instead they just wrote their names on their foreheads with marker pen!

Maybe it comes from the Four and Twenty meat pie that met a horrible version of Ol' Abe's four score and seven address.

Perhaps Thad Nickathom or Anup would know more than I.

But that would be digression.

[anupmathur]

Originally Posted by Sam Kapasi

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Perhaps Thad Nickathom or Anup would know more than I.
But that would be digression.

I am with you till the four score & twenty and about its being possibly a 'funny' way to say 100.
That's where it ends.
That 'story' is another matter altogether.
I would not dare to attempt a literary analysis of the ramblings of an inebriated mind that is under the influence of some prohibited substance.
I even detect undertones of lechery in some of the terms used therein.

Mr. Thad Nickathom will post his comments in due course, if he sees any moral in that 'story' or in your comment on it.

Not being acquainted with Ol' Abe, I am in no position to decipher the relationship between the 87 address and the 100 meat pie.

This is all terribly OT and needs to be shunted out of here to an appropriate language thread. I would not like to believe it could be English.

[Sam Kapasi]

It's a holiday today.

Everyday has been hectic, but in a nice way. Get up, get dressed, go somewhere, meet someone, do something.
Finally a day with nothing to do - well, almost.

Later in the day we meet with the the interior designer who is building the house we intend to live in together shortly.

Most people like all his ideas.
He isn't used to a fussy customer.
He isn't used to a fussy woman customer.
He isn't used to a fussy German woman customer.
He isn't used to a fussy German woman customer with ideas completely different from his own.

He is also a friend.

How many centimetres is the handle away from the edge of the window?
He looks at me for help.
Kya re Sam if you had told me I would have to deal with her, I would have charged 20% bloody!

We laugh. She has a right to be fussy. Or pingelisch, as they say in German. It will be her home. Our home.

By evening we leave for some walk and exercise. later in the evening we are expecting some good friends over for a drink and then we're leaving for dinner.

By 8.30pm N_C, Ekta, Dippy, Fireblader, revvhead arrived.


From left to right:
Dippy, Ekta, Rudra Sen, TheOne®, normally_crazy, Fireblader, revvhead

After a round of drinks we leave for the Taj president. We're going to eat at the Konkan Cafe. My idea and supported by Gogi (V 16), who cannot join us for dinner. Gautam loves the place ever since I suggested it to him last year.
We pick up Aditya on the way and we're there.

Lovely place and impeccable Taj hospitality.









While we're waiting for dinner, fireblader decides to get a bit artsy with the camera, shooting with manual focus and stuff.
That's probably why some of the photos are out of focus, lol.






The food arrives. We've all got fairly spicy stuff, Jenny's got a slightly firangi thali with more coconut based stuff than red chilli.
One word describes the food and service - awesome.

Gogi and his wife join us as we finish our dinner and then we join then for coffee and cakes at Basilico near Apollo Bunder.

We say our goodbyes and go home. It's been a fun evening with lots of laughter and good food.

[srijit]

Originally Posted by Sam Kapasi

From left to right:
Dippy, Ekta, Rudra Sen, TheOne®, normally_crazy, Fireblader, revvhead

Boy, you sure are missing Rudra. And I mean that literally.

[ankit.jhamb]

Originally Posted by srijit

Boy, you sure are missing Rudra. And I mean that literally.

even i was thinking that...missing rudra da literally..

[Sam Kapasi]

Nope, no mistake. Rudra is sitting right there, between the girls.

[Vid6639]

Originally Posted by Sam Kapasi

Nope, no mistake. Rudra is sitting right there, between the girls.

Yeah even I can see him, wonder why others aren't able to.

[pjbiju]

Which one do you mean - the one that looks like a computer monitor or the one that looks like a ladies handbag? Neither of them looks like Rudra to me and also there is no smoking ciggie.

[Hurrycane12]

Maybe Rudra da is online chatting with TheOne my guess

[Sam Kapasi]

lol I will put the speculation to rest. That Apple computer in the corner belonged to Rudra. it is what he did most of his amazing work on all over Team-BHP before he bought his current super-powerful computer and 436 inch IMAX monitor.

I lovingly refer to that computer as Rudra. For example

Look how much dust there is on Rudra!
What? Are you sitting on Rudra again?
See how fast Rudra works. Look at his display!
Just shake Rudra's mouse.

Back to my story now.

[Nitronium]

Originally Posted by Sam Kapasi

Just shake Rudra's mouse.

ROFLMAO!!

[Jaggu]

Originally Posted by Sam Kapasi

By 8.30pm N_C, Ekta, Dippy, Fireblader, revvhead arrived.

too good i fell off my chair! yes i did! ouch!

as always narration ***** stars

[Sam Kapasi]

Unfortunately my work calls for me and the office has been shut for Diwali and the emails are piling up.

Thursday is an unfortunate jolt back to reality as I leave TheOne® alone at home and go off to work.
She enjoys the time alone and spends it reading and resting.

I return home early. We leave and spend the rest of the evening swimming at Hotel Sea Princess at Juhu. It is beautiful and great fun.

The evening is spent watching 'Allo 'Allo, enjoying some Chenin Blanc and Pizza.

On Friday, I must go to the office again, but I take her with me. She takes her book with her. it's a typically busy day at the office and Jenny enjoys her reading, relaxing and even falling asleep on my bed.

That evening we exercise by the sea at Bandstand.

Tonight Jenny is cooking, we're having German meatballs with mashed potato.
An early dinner with some more wine. The meatballs are excellent.

Some more 'Allo 'Allo and it's time to go to bed. Tomorrow will be her last day here.

[RAC]

Hello Sam
I have been a follower of your blogs. This is the first time I am posting in any one of them.
There is nothing more I can add to what the other T-Bhpians feel about your posts. They are amazing, heart warming, filled with love. Your writing is so lively and detailed; it kind of transports us into your world.

It has been said earlier, but thanks again for sharing your life with us. You make us feel like lesser mortals, and I do not mean it in a wrong way. There is a lot in there for us to learn.

Keep writing. God bless and have a great day. Warm regards to THEONE ®.

Rishi

[Sam Kapasi]

I have taken the day off again on Saturday.

We leave home at about 10am, Jenny has a quick meeting with somebody while I wait in the car.
Later we potter around at some paint shop and some furniture stores.

The day is passing by faster than I would like it to.

Aha, but it is not a mundane day. We have a special massage in store today.

Earlier I have called the Kerala Ayurvedic Spa and booked in advance for both of us. We're going to have a traditional Abhyangam in the afternoon.

At 2.30 we're at the little centre. It is in Bandra and coincidentally close to KFC and Leena Mogre again.

It's small, but serene, smells very clean, of herbs and coconut. Lathika, the lady at the counter greets us with a warm smile and we pay our moneys in advance. It is 990/- per person for the Abhyangam, however they have special membership offers that makes it much cheaper.

Clearly this is a serious business, not some touristy massage place. We enter the massage rooms, to the left is the room for the lady and I am to go straight ahead.
I am introduced to two young men who are waiting in the room, Shibu and Joby. Their names leave no doubt in my mind as to their origin.

Both are dressed in light orange clothes, a lungi/mundu whatever and a kurta. Initially I assume that one will merely help but as I get naked and they tie that little thingy on my thingy, i realise this is the real genuine Abhyangam where I will now be massaged by 2 people. Excellent.

The massage is serious. The 2 men are moving like clockwork, matching move for move down to the last millimetre. With my eyes closed it feels like a single person floating over my being.
While I enjoy it very much, I realise that this is stronger than any massage I have ever been for. While relaxing, on occasion it is almost painful.

Shibu and Joby are completely silent except for the occasional "Please turn" or "Lift your arm"
The massage is outstanding and lasts for a little under an hour.

The Shower does not work and I must bathe using hot water in a bucket. When I look at my body I am a bit surprised as the oil is almost bloody in colour. It comes off after 3 rounds of soap.

Jenny enjoyed her massage too, however they were gentle with her. She could not tell them to be stronger as she said that the 2 girls massaging her did not speak or understand anything she said. But she did get a good massage too.

I would definitely recommend this massage to someone looking for a genuine and serious Kerala Ayurvedic massage. You can call lathika on 9769437878.

Back home we're slow, relaxed and lethargic. In the evening we must dress and return again to the Dome to meet a few folks. This evening we actually have 3 places to go to.

But Jenny has to pack her things. I sit back, out of her way, watching her put her things away and pack some. She's going to leave behind 80% of the stuff she brought. As she bends over packing I realise that her motions are getting slow and it appears that she is having trouble seeing what she is doing.

The packing has made her realise how close she is to leaving. I try to cheer her up, telling her she'll be back soon. It works. Just a little.

We finish with the Dome pretty early and now have 2 more places to go.

So what do you want to do?
What's the plan?
Well, we're invited to this Cosmopolitan party at the ITC and then later we have to go to somebody's goodbye party at Shiro.
Hmmm... what do you feel like doing?
Frankly I feel like doing nothing and certainly not like partying.
I feel the same. Let's go for a quiet dinner and then home.
Are you sure?
Yes - what about you?
I'm sure too. What would you like to eat?
I dunno...
Steak?
She brightens up. YES.