Holi Weekend

I am writing this sitting at a random juice bar called Martini Mocktail in Noida. I came here to visit a friend, but the friend is late, giving me some additional time to bash out this blog post. The last few days have been a bit wild, went to this fancy place in Noida called Illuzion. The proprieters seem to be major Harry Potter fans, because they had just used the font without officially licensing it. The venue is actually split across two locations, one within the mall, and one a bit away, outside, across a parking lot. It's a fancy place where the cover charge is 2.5 K per person (we got a discount of 1.7), after which you can essentially drink unlimited drinks for three hours. They serve some whiskies, a wine, a vodka and Bacardi White, which is the one I got. In the middle, we left to score cocaine, and instantly pulled a few lines in the back of the car. Was still properly mushed when I woke up in the morning. 

Last night was great, but we also had beer and Bro Code, a spitzer on Friday. The night faded out. It was holika night, and the Delhi peeps be serious about their biomass burning. There were literal mountains of wood, about the size of a house, and it was still smouldering in the morning. The night kinds of fades out and I don't know exactly what happened, but I ended up sleeping at a friend's house, that I totally did not intend to do. So all in all, a great holi weekend even though I did not travel to Manali as planned, to visit D. 

Bharat Space Conclave 2025

 I am right now typing during the coffee break of Bharat Space Conclave to appear smart. Im in a squished up corner seat. Pallava Bagla actually came in and grabbed a seat next to mine, but I lost it when I stepped outside to blow my nose. The pollution in Delhi is really bad. 

The seats here at the FCCI conference room are very low in comparison to the tables. Typing at such a height is pretty uncomfortable and I have actually never done that before. The air conditioning is also particularly cold, and the lights are frizzling with some krr krr noise continuously, which is very irritating if you pay attention to it. 

Coming here was a pain. I picked a priority booking. One Uber driver picked the ride, waited a long time, then started driving off elsewhere only. The second guy made me wait and cancelled just as he was crossing the signal to reach me. The third driver finally picked me up, and got me to the venue late, but I did not miss much. 

They served bonda and samosa with chutney, as well as cucumber and tomato sandwiches with cheese for breakfast. The bondas were in tremendous demand and got over before I even got to them, leaving me with only the samosas. Considering how racist North Indians are, they sure do love South Indian food. The mint chutney was really delicious. If there is one thing that these industries and government type facilities really figure out, it is how to make good, healthy food. Eating is definitely a priority for these guys, you can tell from their tummies. I am sure lunch is going to be awesome. 

The krr krr noise is fading in sputters. 

I really wanna have a smoke, but there is no smoking zone nearby, the next talk is already ten minutes late and I do not wanna go all the way outside the building.