My relatives know it as the “Euphoria night”. There was nothing very euphoric about it, except that we attended a Euphoria concert. But the reason it’s so infamous has nothing to do with Palash Sen.
Let me explain. We had our college fest going on. My friend came to pick me up in her car. We both were dressed up for the occasion, me in a slinky halter, and she in a shirt with a window on the back. :-p
Now two minutes after we left home, we had our car’s bumper scraped off by a truck. It would have been fine, (we were fine, and the car was only slightly damaged) except that we had both very smartly forgotten to carry our jackets! So the poor girl got off, and was arguing with the driver while a dozen people gathered to watch the spectacle, while I was quietly sitting in the car, trying to think of some way to help.
Thankfully my parents came quickly, Mom carrying a jacket I had to ask her to get! Of course my friend had also called her mother, and her brother and he brought along a couple of friends, who had come for moral support it seemed. But by that time everything was under control. I was thankfully covered up, and when the commotion ended, we went off to see the concert. Which was loads of fun of course, but slightly overshadowed by our experience of the evening.
Let me explain. We had our college fest going on. My friend came to pick me up in her car. We both were dressed up for the occasion, me in a slinky halter, and she in a shirt with a window on the back. :-p
Now two minutes after we left home, we had our car’s bumper scraped off by a truck. It would have been fine, (we were fine, and the car was only slightly damaged) except that we had both very smartly forgotten to carry our jackets! So the poor girl got off, and was arguing with the driver while a dozen people gathered to watch the spectacle, while I was quietly sitting in the car, trying to think of some way to help.
Thankfully my parents came quickly, Mom carrying a jacket I had to ask her to get! Of course my friend had also called her mother, and her brother and he brought along a couple of friends, who had come for moral support it seemed. But by that time everything was under control. I was thankfully covered up, and when the commotion ended, we went off to see the concert. Which was loads of fun of course, but slightly overshadowed by our experience of the evening.
We learnt some very valuable lessons that night, the hard way. Never try to overtake a truck from the left, and always carry a jacket when wearing backless clothes. *blush
