When I first came to NLU, I had a huge cultural shock. It gradually changed into partysoc \m/. And Now "I am the one who shocks".
You know you are in NLU's SDL party if it starts with David Guetta in first hour, passes through Honey Singh's high heel phase in the second and finally settles with guys and gals doing Dhinka Chika on Beedi Jalai Le.
David Guetta phase is the one when party has just started and people are arriving, shaking hand and hugging each other as if they are meeting for the first time right after kindergarten (Even though they just shared a bucket to take bath before coming to this party which is now being used to store alcoholic Punch). Those coming in their personal vehicles will honk it sufficiently long enough make sure that everyone has seen it before they leave the car. This is the phase when everyone is hesitating to hit the bar first and praying desperately for a friend to come and forcefully take him there.
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| I AM THE ONE WHO SHOCKS |
David Guetta phase is the one when party has just started and people are arriving, shaking hand and hugging each other as if they are meeting for the first time right after kindergarten (Even though they just shared a bucket to take bath before coming to this party which is now being used to store alcoholic Punch). Those coming in their personal vehicles will honk it sufficiently long enough make sure that everyone has seen it before they leave the car. This is the phase when everyone is hesitating to hit the bar first and praying desperately for a friend to come and forcefully take him there.
Honey Singh's phase is when everyone is drunk enough to hit the dance floor and join random girls. We get to see some unique fusion of Michael Jackson and Kamal R Khan's moves. For some reason the DJ will also play "waka waka" in between. There will however be that one guy still sitting in the corner rolling his stuff and his companions watching the master in action with their tongue hanging out.
Teetotalers begin to get restless at this point. The snacks, if any, is over and the bartender refuses to pour cold drink for non alcoholic purpose.They now try to elicit entertainment out of their drunk friends. Little later they are seen faking a call or sneaking out of the party.
The real party begins in the Dhinka Chika phase. Remember all the random make outs and fights that we hear next morning ?? This is the time when all of that happened. A Perfect time to make love and war.or simply create gossip if nothing happens at all.
Then there will be one guy from among the hosts who will dance around with a bottle in his hand and will forcefully insert it into everyone's mouth. This "bottoms up" guy is responsible for half the vomits in hostel corridors. The Star of the party will be the "sutta guy" trying hard to hide his packet of milds. He will be the most sought after guy and you will hear his name maximum number of times. The master however is still busy rolling his stuff.
Those who had not paid for the party will voluntarily assume the role of a host and behave as if they are the real organizers. Those who have paid, will pour the drink into their glass and ask themselves one question "have I made it Large". "Or should I go for patiala peg". They will apply all the economics ever learned in five semesters to ensure the optimum utilization and marginal utility of the amount of drink they consume.
Girls pretend to be nine times more drunk than they actually are while guys try hard to stand still and pretend sober even after thirteen pegs. There will be one more guy who will propose pulling an all nighter and will boast about his personnel relations with Bheem Singh. He will however succumb to loudspeaker owner's hue and cry. One of us will definitely crack the over repeated joke of "Char baj gaye lekin...!". All those who had grand entry flaunting their cars, now regret it as they have to make multiple trips to carry back full talli guys and girls, with risk of vomit in their fine carpet. The master is now seen staggering on the road with his companions on either side.
The best thing about SDL party is , whether your birthday is three months later or was five months back, whether you won an international moot or just got debarred, whether you got into relationship or just had a break up, we are always like "Just Do It". No matter what - Party Yunhi Chaalegi !!!!
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| AUNTY POLICE BULA DEGI |
Teetotalers begin to get restless at this point. The snacks, if any, is over and the bartender refuses to pour cold drink for non alcoholic purpose.They now try to elicit entertainment out of their drunk friends. Little later they are seen faking a call or sneaking out of the party.
Then there will be one guy from among the hosts who will dance around with a bottle in his hand and will forcefully insert it into everyone's mouth. This "bottoms up" guy is responsible for half the vomits in hostel corridors. The Star of the party will be the "sutta guy" trying hard to hide his packet of milds. He will be the most sought after guy and you will hear his name maximum number of times. The master however is still busy rolling his stuff.
Those who had not paid for the party will voluntarily assume the role of a host and behave as if they are the real organizers. Those who have paid, will pour the drink into their glass and ask themselves one question "have I made it Large". "Or should I go for patiala peg". They will apply all the economics ever learned in five semesters to ensure the optimum utilization and marginal utility of the amount of drink they consume.
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| IT'S YOUR PEG. MAKE IT LARGE |
The best thing about SDL party is , whether your birthday is three months later or was five months back, whether you won an international moot or just got debarred, whether you got into relationship or just had a break up, we are always like "Just Do It". No matter what - Party Yunhi Chaalegi !!!!
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