not just 'JAZZ' by the bay!!!!

Not just jazz by the bay!!!!!
“hey just landed where are we meeting” I asked her around 1900 h.. “hey will be able to meet ya little late ya … waise we ll go to ‘jazz’ ..its a nice place” … well as usual I had no clue where ‘jazz’ was.... “waise where is it?” the old panicky or may be loser question was back… “I mean what should I tell the taxi driver” I continued…. “ aare tell him to take you to marine drive … there is big hotel ‘continental’ its near that .. you get down there only”….well pretty specific…thank god… as usual I landed up early on time .. and for a change found the place in the first shot …well I had nothing else to do anyways …the place was not ‘jazz’ but ‘not just jazz by the bay’ I guess the ‘jazz’ written in the centre boldly misguides people.. it was located off the marine drive about 50 m from the sea face … I preferred waiting for her on the sea face than moving in that smoke filled restobar… this time somehow I wasn’t thinking much about the evening … all relaxed .. didn’t bother what I was gonna say … how is the evening gonna be .. no plans .. for the first time …well I guess that s the way it should have been from the beginning … I brought a malboro lights packet ( coz we smoke when we drink remember!!!) …. I paid the cover charge of entering and booked ourselves a table .. .. strolling outside the place I crossed the road and went at the sea face .. its always a delight to see Mumbai from the marine drive at night .. the ‘queens necklace’ they say is one of the most beautiful sights in india… I lit a cigarette ( I really don’t know why ) maybe got carried away by the exotic(maybe polluted!!) atmosphere around me … it was already an hour I had reached the place .. I sat on the stone stand off the footpath facing the sea… I don’t know how but I wasn’t tensed at all for this meeting … I was thinking about the decisions I had taken on our last meeting .. what a fool I was ..running away and getting all perturbed when things were actually in my favour … “ hey where are you ..i m already outside jazz” I got a sms …. I turned behind and could see her across the road … she was looking the other way when I called her “ hey im just across the road … look towards the sea .. ya see me … just come across its brilliant here” … “aare come this side na .. we ll not get a table” … “yaar I have already booked a table .. come here for sometime na” … I wanted to sit with her on that stone bench … I somehow was finding that place too peaceful amidst the roaring traffic on marine drive … a sense of calmness was setting in me … was is the cigarette ..i guess not !!! I don’t know but I was liking it there…. “hey there you are .. what are you doing here ?” ....i was seeing her after about 2 months and gosh !!! what had happened to her … she seemed far more prettier than ever … she had changed her hair and now they were as straight as though they were ironed or something ( i guess that’s what girls call it ).. those wavy hair were all gone … I guess her new hair cut with that blonde colour on it was making her appear something else… she was wearing a black top which I would describe nothing but ‘sexy’ … she seemed to have had a ‘make over’ or something … all the calmness that had set into me was all gone now and I was gazing her the same way I did when I had first met her .. ( remember those horny looks) … “hey you not feeling well or something” I asked “ no why” .. “nah you looking so beautiful na ..thats why” I joked ( I know it sucked ) but she smiled…. We sat there gazing at the sea .. she told me she got late as her sister wedding preparations were going on and she had actually run away from home to meet me tonight … I was least bothered what the reason was ..i was still gazing at her thinking why had I run away from this chick who today was simply looking fabulous …. Anyways I completed my cigarette which i wasn’t even smoking now and set inside ‘jazz’…
‘jazz’ was one of the smallest lounge bar s I have been .. it was all dark inside and fully crowded … surprisingly our seat was still reserved and I had to face all the envious eyes of those standing around the bar counter while I was merrily walking in with this gorgeous chick and taking a seat straight away … maybe they thought I was a gangster or something ( the looks I mean) … anyways it was a karaoke night or something that evening and the usual jazz band wasn’t playing .. thank god !! who listens to that stuff anyways … the band that was playing was having I guess a group of people of an average age of 50.. “ yahaan par buddho ka band hai kya” … I asked bedazzled looking at those seemingly retired ‘band’ of people …. “nahi re … wait and listen to them na ..they play well”… we ordered our drinks ..i guess she didn’t wanna go home today also ..she was having vodka …. Since I was in calm mood I ordered like a true fauji officer …whisky on the rocks ( you should seen her expression when I ordered it ) the band actually playing well and I guess the lead vocalist (read grandpa ) had started singing bryan adams.. well the conversation started with our previous meetings … my foolish nautanki of running away …. Her changed looks .. her colouring her hair … well I still hadn’t stopped gazing … it was 2 drinks down when grandpa started singing ‘please forgive me’ … I guess he read my mind ..i was waiting for a song where I could apologize for my nautanki… I started singing along with grandpa and actually didn’t realize that was loud enough to make grandpa look at me … well she too started singing and now the bouncers were looking at us .. I guess again me only … and waiting that i do something funny and they throw me out … maybe they were jealous of me ... of the company I was having and was getting the chance to sing to her also!!! …. The later evening saw some amateurs singing some numbers which actually I didn’t bother to pay attention to …she told that she wont be meeting me for a week now she was busy in her sisters wedding preparations … “yaar im just there for a week in Mumbai .. then im goin to pune ..then from there off to dibrugarh” I said slightly shocked that she wont be meeting for the time im actually there in her city … is she really not interested in me now ?? does she think im actually ugly after she s done her makeover …. What is It … I was in these thoughts when she said “ why dont you join us at the wedding its on next Sunday” .... I thought I barely have managed to patch up with her only and .. now why does she want me to meet her entire family when there isn’t actually any future for us … “ pagal hai kya .. no no I wont come for wedding and all” …. “But yaar you have to meet me before I leave for pune re ..” I pleaded … “ fine baba we ll see” … I walked out of ‘jazz’ again sad … why was I getting senti everytime I meet her .. does she really like me …why am I getting so attracted to her…. Why is she not attracted to me as I am … all the whisky on the rocks seemed to have gone to the rock bottom of my body and I was again confused …sentimental … about to puke … don’t know what but far away from being calm….
Juhu chowpatty blues!!!!