I have always wondered how many ppl do actually know abt wines...or alcohols they have/like...i can never forget this day which was absolutely hilarious and is made fun of till this day.
Long long time ago, there was (he still is) an African born, Indian arbitrage trader working for a French bank who specialised in pressing 2 keyboard keys = Shift + F9. So great was his ability at work that he could do it anywhere even with his eyes closed (just imagine!!!). Anyways not to stray from the main story, the trader and his lowly work team went on a dinner to a Moroccon (are those the right spellings?) sea food place in Hong Kong called "Dot Cod". He had always wondered the differences between white wine and red wine
The lowly team comprised solely of 2 nationalities: the mighty Indians and the even mightier French...merci bequeat (those are most certainly the right spellings...). No of Indians: 4 No of French: 4 The great Indians comprised of the following: Afro Indian trader, the legendary c++ specialist, the 80/120 magician and the lord of the kings aka ET
The hunky and the irrestible french comprised of: Gabbar Singh (main host), Amrish Puri, Prem Chopra (those were the hunky bit) and Aruna Irani (she is the irrestible part) As all work places thrive on, this one too was built on love, respect and mutual admiration between the Indians and the French. They took places opposite to each other at the Dot Cod.
C++ sitting opposite Gabbar...having already downed 2 Gelnfidich on the rocks...looking straight into his eyes...he achieved what no other chuha could have till his time in the banking industry. It was time to order the drinks. C++ looks at menu and decides to have wine that day. For no particular reason ofcourse but because that was the most expensive item on the menu and our very own dearest Gabru (wellll...that is what c++ used to call him pyar se ...) was sponsoring it.
In his deepest baritone voice, C++ orders "1 Pinot Grois blah blah 2002 Chile". Looks at me..."Saale, order this one...most expensive, let's rape them today man. He does it to me everyday!"
Afro-Indian trader: ?!!?! when...i thought you ppl used to go down to take coffee...
C++: "Hiloooo...muar li!" C++ is happy today despite 1 fkk up that he has already done in the evening (later...that will also be described but later)
Gabbar Singh: "I will have 1 glass of red wine, medium body, little crispy side, can you suggest something C++"
C++: ouchhhh...^&%$^ yahan bhi danda deke rakha hai...he points at something which is 1/5th his white wine price. C++ is starting to enjoying this...he sees hope that this will not end up his face being pinned down and like the classic Pulp Fiction scene :)
Gabbar Singh: "wat...no no no...this no good...looks at the waitress...orders 1 blah blah blah blah blah blah Australia 2001"...he scores...longer name...older wine...more pseuder accent...most importantly he got the more tote waitress...that really hurt C++...tum chak%$e ho...
Wine arrives...Gabbar starts swirling his glass...smells it...swirls it more...
C++: inspired...swirls his glass too...more the swirl, better the girl! well it is apparently believed in France...
Gabbar: swirl...swirl...
C++: getting angry now...swirl swirl...it is a competition now...he won't stop...looks at me...looks at rest of the table...he is sure now...it is a match on our hands...he can't let this side of the table down...swirl swirl...smells...swirl...smell...swirl..smell...swirl..swirling..swirling (this one has started sounding like Sholay's "massi jiiiii...u will be jail ki chakiii pisssiiing and pissinnngg)
French table is all smiles...Aruna Irani is jumping up and down...Gabru has a satisfied look on his face...
C++: ??? whispers into 80/120 magician's ears, why is he looking so satisfied...he hasn't taken me or you for a "coffee" yet!
Prem Chopra can't resist his habit of french talk...je jau woo hoo je gahuay chuso...pouted lips...
More smiles...ouchhhh everyone realises....dearest c++ had ordered white wine...!!!
This beat his previous fkk up of the same day when he announced that he drinks only glendfidich on the rocks...and anything else is lowly...he can instantly recognise rest of the shady stuff easily...acha guys order one for me...i will be back in a minute...phone ki ghanti ghuma ke aaya...
?!?!?! kya??? oooo that is his codeword for going to the washroom...c++ has some smoothness man...he can't just say in front of the guys ki i am going to the washroom...no no no...that's too lowly and shady u see...
Anyways...one bacardi coke...one mohito...and one glenfidich on the rocks...
Waitress: "ya rite! stay in ur limits...glenfidich!..we have JD..."
Ok fine...JD is fine...drinks come...btw c++ yet not back from his phone dialing...ah there he is...coming back...looking a bit tired...hmmm...i guess he was being honest abt "phone dialing"...
Sips...looks at us...where were we..yeah man...bacardi etc se upar uthoge ab...try whisky man...glenfidich...takes another sip...aahhhhhhhh....(another one!!! we all thought he just did that in the washroom..he has some frequency!)...gulps down rest of it...
Looks at us...guys this one on me...waitress...can you plz repeat the last order!
MA
Long long time ago, there was (he still is) an African born, Indian arbitrage trader working for a French bank who specialised in pressing 2 keyboard keys = Shift + F9. So great was his ability at work that he could do it anywhere even with his eyes closed (just imagine!!!). Anyways not to stray from the main story, the trader and his lowly work team went on a dinner to a Moroccon (are those the right spellings?) sea food place in Hong Kong called "Dot Cod". He had always wondered the differences between white wine and red wine
The lowly team comprised solely of 2 nationalities: the mighty Indians and the even mightier French...merci bequeat (those are most certainly the right spellings...). No of Indians: 4 No of French: 4 The great Indians comprised of the following: Afro Indian trader, the legendary c++ specialist, the 80/120 magician and the lord of the kings aka ET
The hunky and the irrestible french comprised of: Gabbar Singh (main host), Amrish Puri, Prem Chopra (those were the hunky bit) and Aruna Irani (she is the irrestible part) As all work places thrive on, this one too was built on love, respect and mutual admiration between the Indians and the French. They took places opposite to each other at the Dot Cod.
C++ sitting opposite Gabbar...having already downed 2 Gelnfidich on the rocks...looking straight into his eyes...he achieved what no other chuha could have till his time in the banking industry. It was time to order the drinks. C++ looks at menu and decides to have wine that day. For no particular reason ofcourse but because that was the most expensive item on the menu and our very own dearest Gabru (wellll...that is what c++ used to call him pyar se ...) was sponsoring it.
In his deepest baritone voice, C++ orders "1 Pinot Grois blah blah 2002 Chile". Looks at me..."Saale, order this one...most expensive, let's rape them today man. He does it to me everyday!"
Afro-Indian trader: ?!!?! when...i thought you ppl used to go down to take coffee...
C++: "Hiloooo...muar li!" C++ is happy today despite 1 fkk up that he has already done in the evening (later...that will also be described but later)
Gabbar Singh: "I will have 1 glass of red wine, medium body, little crispy side, can you suggest something C++"
C++: ouchhhh...^&%$^ yahan bhi danda deke rakha hai...he points at something which is 1/5th his white wine price. C++ is starting to enjoying this...he sees hope that this will not end up his face being pinned down and like the classic Pulp Fiction scene :)
Gabbar Singh: "wat...no no no...this no good...looks at the waitress...orders 1 blah blah blah blah blah blah Australia 2001"...he scores...longer name...older wine...more pseuder accent...most importantly he got the more tote waitress...that really hurt C++...tum chak%$e ho...
Wine arrives...Gabbar starts swirling his glass...smells it...swirls it more...
C++: inspired...swirls his glass too...more the swirl, better the girl! well it is apparently believed in France...
Gabbar: swirl...swirl...
C++: getting angry now...swirl swirl...it is a competition now...he won't stop...looks at me...looks at rest of the table...he is sure now...it is a match on our hands...he can't let this side of the table down...swirl swirl...smells...swirl...smell...swirl..smell...swirl..swirling..swirling (this one has started sounding like Sholay's "massi jiiiii...u will be jail ki chakiii pisssiiing and pissinnngg)
French table is all smiles...Aruna Irani is jumping up and down...Gabru has a satisfied look on his face...
C++: ??? whispers into 80/120 magician's ears, why is he looking so satisfied...he hasn't taken me or you for a "coffee" yet!
Prem Chopra can't resist his habit of french talk...je jau woo hoo je gahuay chuso...pouted lips...
More smiles...ouchhhh everyone realises....dearest c++ had ordered white wine...!!!
This beat his previous fkk up of the same day when he announced that he drinks only glendfidich on the rocks...and anything else is lowly...he can instantly recognise rest of the shady stuff easily...acha guys order one for me...i will be back in a minute...phone ki ghanti ghuma ke aaya...
?!?!?! kya??? oooo that is his codeword for going to the washroom...c++ has some smoothness man...he can't just say in front of the guys ki i am going to the washroom...no no no...that's too lowly and shady u see...
Anyways...one bacardi coke...one mohito...and one glenfidich on the rocks...
Waitress: "ya rite! stay in ur limits...glenfidich!..we have JD..."
Ok fine...JD is fine...drinks come...btw c++ yet not back from his phone dialing...ah there he is...coming back...looking a bit tired...hmmm...i guess he was being honest abt "phone dialing"...
Sips...looks at us...where were we..yeah man...bacardi etc se upar uthoge ab...try whisky man...glenfidich...takes another sip...aahhhhhhhh....(another one!!! we all thought he just did that in the washroom..he has some frequency!)...gulps down rest of it...
Looks at us...guys this one on me...waitress...can you plz repeat the last order!
MA
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