Pubbing ......very different meaning when you enter the US of A.
Back in India.....when I used to go with my friends....pubbing mainly referred to going to a shady smoke filled bar with lot of people jammed into a tiny space.
Go on drinking until the limits of consciousness were stretched...all the while reiterating that I was not drunk and I would not have someone say otherwise...:P
Out here in Boston, pubbing is a way to meet people socially....getting drunk and behaving like an ass is a strict no-no. The first pub night that I attended....I was lost as usual......standing on the sidelines awkwardly holding a beer I was the picture of "FOB" (Fresh of the boat).
Did try to get into a game of snooker with a couple of chinese...who played so well I wondered why they didn't take it up professionally.
There is an unspoken contract between Desis when we meet in a pub(before we had our drinks)......though we may have shared food in the same vessel.....out in the open we dare not show that we are good friends :P....
It's just a casual "How you doing man"?/....and just move on to the next chinese or american.
For us international students even pubbing is an event to be taken seriously.......every occasion is a golden knock by the elusive contact who would finally hook us up with our "dream" job.
I was told by my seniors to move around with as many people I could find....of course there are political sidelines.....there is the distinctive line between the I.T and Finance guys.....since I belong to both the families.....I am a favourite of neither party :P.....
But as it's said all facade fade when the level of alcohol in the blood increases beyond a certain point......As the glasses on the table pile up......we desis start forming small groups or cocoons I should say.......slowly the camraderie builds and then the fun begins....:P
The talk shifts from being sophisticated to "who was seen in whose room "......:P.....why certain females resemble the female counterpart of a dog...and why certain males are like serpents in the garden of eden...:P
Ahhhh....Pure joy.....I always tire quickly of appearing sophisticated and am normally the first ones to become truly desi on the pub floor....scaring away the poor americans with my loud , boisterous talk....:P.....I have been warned many times that if this continues the number of friends that I have will be limited to single digits.....
Desi girls do visit these pub's just to be part of the "In" crowd.....lot of us try our luck....:P.....surreptiously building an image that we hope the female would start to like......but the female species always in possession of their wits .......play along with us.....encouraging all our overtures.....finally to introduce us to their boyfriends....who was always in the shade laughing his ass off at us...:P.....
whatever may be the result......I am better off attending these events ...as they let me make a fool of myself...:P.....making me realize that its the fools and the irrational idiots who have all the fun....
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