Of Hard Rockers and Chinese Mummies

My fun weekend began from Thursday! I took the day off to go to Xavier’s for the feast mass of St. Francis Xavier. It has been some time since I’ve been for one of the college masses and so just made up my mind to go for it this year. Kevin obliged and gave me a lift in the morning. Met up with some old professors and a bunch of Aicufers - who continue to organise the preparations for the mass and conduction of the choir, though I must say I thought the choir master was a little too full of himself. Well ….. sorry if I thought that there was no need to play 4 instruments, conduct the choir and have a solo performance  while at the same time drown out the 40 strong choir! I really appreciated Rueben’s (liturgy co-ord) attempt to bring out the cultural diversity of India by making each prayer of the faithful in a different reginal language. The liturgy ended with the beautiful tribute Fr. Lawrie paid to Fr. Arun and Fr. Anthony (who took their final Jesuit vows at the mass) in the form of a movie showcasing the work they are involved in and a vocation promotion bit for the Jesuits. Guess who ended up being the mascot for the Jesuits…. Li’l Joel!

Rushed home as I had promised to meet Aunty Lyn and the gang at Bandra. Went on a brief shopping spree and treated myself to a pair of badly needed jeans and sandals

Caught a few zzzzzz before David, Daniel, Chetna and Michelle came over and we all headed to Hard Rock Cafe. We were lucky to get a table quickly. Had quite an entertaining evening

(some pics from the evening)

Cafe Cofffee Day was next on our list for some cuppa. Since everyone was up to it, we walked home along the seaface.

Headed back to work on Friday. Came home to find a really bored group of cuzzies so we decided on trying our luck with tickets for a late night show of “The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor”.

After a brief walk down sea face and quick dinner we picked up the boys from Dadar and headed to Suburbia. Ruth managed to get hold of the last 7 tickets ….. yipppeeee …… but they were front row seats …. boo hoo ……. which is not very nice usually …… but in Suburbia it was horrid To add insult to injury it was the first time in my movie watching history (and I’ve watched some not so good movies) I actually wanted to walk out at the interval. Headed home and hit the sack ….. it was going to be a long, full Satyrday. But more on that in the next post.

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