Our serendipitist does not remember lots of things. Three days of extreme debauchery(minus sex) alcohol, weed, gambling, music, party, late night excursions, drunk driving. Serendipitist discovered lots of things and enjoyed them to their fullest extent. Now I am ready to let it all go. It was beautiful for a while but I don't like the after taste. The memory gaps.

This was the best ever Strawberry Fields. There was brilliant music and there was good crowd. I thanked my friend later at night for putting up a great show (which had its consequences since he has just started his Human Rights Project). I met a Sharma who was very drunk and we hit off really quick(with a little help from the Old Monk ). I tried teaching him the harmonica. We looked around for a fallen key on the pathway in absolutely inebriated state(which I found later to be on my desk). We celebrated his birthday. A first year girl was ragged. And yes the highlight we beat up AK who was taking care of both of us. I think I even hugged Vishakh and Vatsa!

So as I mentioned before serendipitist discovered a lot of things. He enjoyed them and now he is ready to move on. Voila!

Labels: music, old monk