The Party

Well, lets not leave the universe in deep suspense. The Chennai Chapter of Anusmaran 2005 was a tremendous success, with all the invitees leaving (or staggering out of) the hotel with a smile on their lips, a song in their hearts and (in most cases) booze on their breath. But lets take it one step at a time.

So, its the evening before the party and this weird chap (who calls himself the Banquet Manager) at the hotel calls me up and cribs that his superiors (that unbearable bunch of insects) do not allow us to get the pepsi and beer from outside but for us, IIM Bangalore, he (oh, the magnanimity!!) would provide pepsi as part of the deal! Upon a little probing it emerged that we had written evidence that he had no problem with pepsi earlier, but no written evidence about the beer. So it goes. Then there was frantic phone calls to UB and arrangement of letter.

First thing Saturday morning, I go t UB's office and fax the letter to the hotel (dont think i can mention their name cos of slander n all but the standard disclaimers apply everywhere). Meanwhile, our man RK goes to the hotel and gets the pepsi and the beer into the hotel. I speak to the hotel's B.M. again and generally raise pointed issues about the hotel's professionalism. Then I was slightly pre-occupied for the rest of the afternoon. Anyways I got to the hotel by 6:15 in the evening, ready to rock n roll, and notice EIGHT missed calls from my dear grannie. Oh god, the mementoes! We'd forgotten the mementoes for the guests!! Ultimately I left at 7:30 for my granma's place, picked up the mementoes and came back, only to find that 80% of them were broken.. so none were distributed.

Anyways then RK gave a very interesting presentation on placements and stuff to a very bored and disinterested crowd..Then we played a few games which were a smash hit - especially the family-finding game. Of course the bar was open throughout which made the thing a whole lot more fun. The food was excellent, as expected, and the DJ wasn't bad either. When the disco lights came on, the younger alumni began to really shake a leg, and overall a jolly good time was had by all.

Eventually, we even had lots and lots of booze left and we all piled into M's car like we were made of velcro and unpacked ourselves when we reached IFMR, stocked it up with left over alcohol.

The end of an excellent evening, even though we didn't make as much money as we'd hoped.