You know you’re in for a good weekend when it begins on Friday. Given the hours I work, that’s a rarity. It started with a haircut that not many seem to notice, yet, makes my hair look nicer. I know and that counts. :)
My roommate and I ended the ‘girls’ night out by watching Casino Royale which fits perfectly into a newly created genre- English Masala.
Saturday was spent lazing around with the better part spent amidst company that holds an atrocious success rate of making me walk! A feat each of them can be proud of. Bah!
There were better things to come on Sunday, I was told. After all, we were letting ourselves get drawn into spools of purple magic. Deep Purple at the Cathedral High School, 17th of December, I was with friends I’ve known for a lifetime and less than a day. The music was great with the band performing many of their well-known hits. There was a lot of Christmas spirit doing the rounds with the wedding march and silent night thrown in for good measure. I was enthralled by Steve Morse’s solo act and Ian Gillian’s happiness was infectious. I won’t profess to be their hugest fan as I only know of their “popular” numbers, but this is one of those nights my grandchildren will hear of.
The best was yet to come.
“Nothing could stop India for the last four days, not even history.”
I’m not going to bother with details of the scorecard but this is for every other Indian cricket fan out there, savouring the moment.