the 'best' of me

Welcome to the world of coalitions.

Yes it was a coalition...The M.S.E.B., Rains and Fate decided to conspire.

Saturday nite 1945 IST, I have to make it to a wedding reception at 2015.

Lights are out , it is raining heavily and I have to look 'decent' (My Moms 'decent' defintion rules out many colurs and types of clothing.Ideally she would want me to dress like 'Dilton Doiley' of Archies fame OR like...hmmm....my friend Adit - yes he is a favourite among the fairer sex but clearly the wrong generation)

Brushing, Shower, Shave and 'Decent' dressing up...all this in a little more than 10 minutes in pitch dark environment putting my instincts and memory to test.

[Fears did cross my mind...Is this the 'Axe' spray or is it the roach-repeller!?]

Well,I could easily tell that the bride was having second thoughts after she gave me a glance...testimony to my pathetic aptitude for face-reading and my lame attempt to 'lie'.

Nevertheless , it was the best of me and I came up with an absurd conclusion...

'I dress best when I dress in the dark...'

(Try humming the above with the Ronan Keating's...'You say best when you say nothing at all')

P.S.- Wasnt in office for two days(feels like 10), my Mom wasnt well.

P.P.S.- She is fine now, We argued about Bhendi yesterday. Couldnt get better, could it?