Despite my monetary setbacks, I decided to attend the gay party arranged by GB (Gay Bombay). The party was happening at a Sports Bar next to my apartment really. That was one more reason. Actually, something positive had happened in the studio where I met my band mates and our audio engineer. I felt optimistic. I felt sure that things were actually going to go good for me. With that I mean, my band and my monetary situation. That had made me decide to ride my wave and attend the party. And boy, did it not turn out to be wonderful!
To put things in perspective, I had a torrid time at the gay party about 2 months back. Despite being gay, I don't enjoy 'dance' music or the actual 'dancing' part. So, I had a torrid time at the last party. No real 'quality' people to hang out and talk with. To summarize, I left the party before the half-way mark.
Tonight, it was different. I was one of the first persons. The confidence of the mini-success in the music field was paying off. Don't forget the beard/moustache part (I was clean shaven at the last party and thereby, got ignored as another twink!). I met a lot of new people. Very interesting people. Some old friends like this guy. New doctors. New Dads. New friends. Everything was fantastic. I even managed to dance with a cool blogger. Mind you, I never dance. I'm clumsy and a-choreotic when it comes to dancing.
I met 2 mallus and 2 people entwined with the music industry. Call that lady luck! And, I also met at least four older men, all of whom were 'in a relationship'. One of such relationships, a very, very cute couple who had flown all the way from 'Chennai' to attend the party, was one which struck me as being so ironically, coincidentally similar to mine. It was an older, American boyfriend, bald with a beard, who lived in New York who fell in love with a younger, cute, South Indian man who is a doctor!
Hello dear Goddess! I don't want such a degree of replicability! I am proud, and ergo, I need to be authentic and unique!
To top it all, I decided to go to the GB friendship day picnic, which starts in about 4 hours.
Good luck with sleeping and waking up, Kris!
