The Jeetender Mohan episode

People keep telling me that I love getting drunk, making a fool of myself, and then proudly narrating my exploits of the previous night to everyone around. Well, that maybe partly true, in the sense that the most interesting stories of my life belong to a state of total insobriety. so, here is a series of such exploits...some interesting, some more interesting...I never drank in college for two reasons...one, I feared I'd become an alcoholic, given the tradition in the family, and two, I had better uses to put my parents' money to, and didn't think it was appropriate to waste it on liquor. So well, I got my first real job a year after I graduated, and some months after, I started drinking. And that's when this first story begins.

There was an office party happening, and everyone from our team had gathered at this place on MG road... I forget what it was called..'fire' or something...Well, so the manager, senior manager, and even the vice president were present, along with a host of new trainers who had never met me before. These parties are where you are supposed to conduct yourself 'appropriately' as everyone is observing your behaviour. Your career, your image in the eyes of your colleagues, how seriousy people take you at work, are all determined by you conduct at work, and also in these official parties. It had been around two months since I joined IBM and therefore not many people knew me too well, though I had a set of people I hung out with quite often.

So well, there I was, sitting in a corner, sipping awayon some rum and coke, till I was sufficiently high. Then some people drag me to the dance floor, where Arnab, a senior of mine from college, who also worked with me was going crazy on the dance floor, and I decided to join him. We were all over the dance floor, and everyone else just decided to sit and watch our moves, our grinds, our thumkas, etc... a memory a lot of those new trainers still possess. We even danced with the VP for a while, till he conveniently stepped off the dance floor, like everyone else did. Well, after tiring ourselves out, and witnessing a drunk Sajith puking in the loo and yelling..." Asherrrrrrrrr, Asherrrrrrrr!!" for over 5 minutes, I decided to go eat.

I served myself some food and sat in the corner where I was drinking before. This was a circular platform overlooking the dance floor on the front, and at the back were large, curtained window-like openings which overlooked the buffet. After eating a bit, I found that I needed some more rotis. So I stepped up, parted one curtain and looked for someone who could pass me a roti. I saw this guy standing with his back to me, so I tapped him oon the shoulder, and sai, "bhaisaab, do roti laana yaar please". The figure turned around as I was digging into my pate, walked to the buffet and promptly got the two rotis. As I took the rotis and looked up to thank him, I found myself looking at Jeetender Mohan, The Deputy General Manager of the team...