[[Gutcha, no Ganges!]]: abril 2011

Hello guys and girls, brothers and sisters, someone that maybe I really don´t know and everyone else!
This is the first topic written exclusively in english, the non-informed reader (YEAH, YOU!) will ask me, "why english?" and the answer is that I want everyone of my Brazilian (and I know that you all are english experts) and also my international friends to read and understand this really special post.

If you´re the one that think having a birthday party away from you family is a bad thing I guess you´re some kind correct, but what I lived in my birthday was totally amazing and started midnight, to tell the truth a little before midnight, 17th of april. Me and Jose went to 51 to spend some time with the girls, Jose wanted to speak with Iliada (greek, and not geek (RCJ = Really crap joke)) and I was just wanting to go somewhere else than my own house. We took the Bike, took some noodles in the market and came there. My night was just watching trailers and sharing some useless knowledge in youtube movies like: David after dentist, Brother and Sister dental Odissey, Leprechaum in Alabama, Driven with Salvia and others.

Little before midnight the sounds coming from the room that was Jose, Iliada and Natalias strangely stop, but I was too much "concentrated" (read sleepy) to think something was about to happen like: "Happy B-Day to you.. Happy B-day to you... " With a candle, bottle of Colombian Cachaça and Some candys, it was an amazing moments, no words to really describe. It was one of the situations that someone really asked me what I was felling and I had no words, for 30 seconds. We all drunk some Aguardiente and went to bed, and that was my first B-day of the day.

Morning of monday (after waking up Laura gave me a brace very cool), just come back home and find Janka and Cathy at the couch preparing to go to work. Of course I was needing a shower and that was what I made, before reading (yeah) more than 30 of the loads of facebook messages with congrats (and loads I mean more than 200). Work was normal, some guys just congratulated me as I arrive but the funniest part was when Ashima sent an coletive e-mail about my birthday and everyone in a moment was just watching me, strange sensation... Feel myself like a puppy dog. At six thirty I went to the conference room to take some cake... with my face, yeah! It´s an Indian tradition, they give you some cake in the mouth and pass the rest in the face, I don´t know what that really means but my face was De.Lici.ous! And after this my hear and after this my neck, it was not time yet to go home when this was over and I still worked half hour with my face oiled after some cat shower (banho de gato?) in the toilet.

Riding my cycle home, arrived, take a shower, shaved... my face, and people didn´t arrived yet. I just said that my party was about to start at 20h german hour, 20h30 brazilian time, 21h10 Indian time (and this was really the time when the first guest arrived) and 23h50 in Kasol time (after wasted of course). We started early with the strong drinks and the first bottle to go was Mr. Samra lost bottle at our fridge (for some reason he really tough that was a good idea to hide alcohol in our fridge!) after this was the Rum, and more Whisky, and More Whisky and Beer, but at this time we´re almost 15 in the rooftop and Mr. Samra (with reason) asked us to come downstairs and gave me a bottle of whisky new. If you find that being diplomatic never have good results you´re totally wrong. We´re almost 20 at this time and who know my house know that our living room was just too small to more than 19 persons! But it was in this rhythm (and that´s the most difficult word of modern english to write) that we heard some music (Ska, of course) and just had nice conversation, until... suddenly the music just stopped, the lights was off, and I really spoke very light... "where´s the music" and again I was surprised with "Happ b-day to you, happy B-day to you.. Happy B-day dear Gustavo (and This is problaby the worst name to sing this music because everyone sang this in a diferent time) happy B-day to you. Amazing cake and just guess who was the first one to try! My face... Again! I earn some presents also for my friends, a Hindi T- Shirt that means "Free-ride only to beautiful (MUST) ladies and a draw of a Bike (And I guess this make some sense since I´m about to buy a second hand scooter) and Jose was with a square box (hum, this of course is wrong!) and I said exactly what I always say to non round packs, "It´s a Ball".. And you don´t guess! JABULAAANI! Yeah, for the first time in my life I was correct! Mariano also gave me a medal with Winner word in and it was I felt that night.

Trojans Horse?

Preets Evil Laughting (BWAHAHAHAHA)

I just drunk coffee this day'

And Again And Again And Again

What the hell I'm doing??

Let's just throw Gutcha in the Fan..

Pictures of everyone and just about this time Dippin arrived and eat some cake and Mr. Samra came to ask us to reduce the sounds, the good thing is that I already had a B-Plan! Yeah, I am the luckiest guy ever.

Hungarian, Greek-Kiss (If you don't understood the joke just call me)

In the friday for some reason I was at Panchicula 17 when Dippin for some reason said that he knows a farm where we can do party all night. Just perfect, and the best thing, the farm is five minutes by car from my home. Just PERFECT. Five cars then went to the first Full-Moon Party in a Farm of Chandigarh. It was really a farm, some open space where we parked our cars, put some music and light of the cars to illuminate the night.

More people just came and the party entered in the night, drinking, dancing, and having loads of fun, amazing sensation. It was a moment that I felt just the luckiest guys ever, such crazy good party there with more than 10 countries and more than 25 friends just dancing and enjoying.

It was only one when started to rain, and even the rain came in the perfect moment because everyone went to the cars and came back to their own homes just drunk enough and thinking in the amazing party that we had with the sensation that everyone wants more. Just arriving home Janka gave me my last present of the night.. a Rubik Cube, yeah, the torture weapon of the Hungarians (joking =). Just to tired to read all the facebook posts, wrote in my wall of facebook a totally wrong (grammatical) message, that was the best B-day party ever, and those who went just will understand what I said. Epic!

Sleeping very well that night in Nora´s bed (sorry Nora) just feeling myself very very extremely happy and well. Strange Dream but no worries, best party ever and this include all that just wrote in my wall and make myself the happiest guy in the world that Day!

List of guests: I, José (Brazil), Janka (Hungary), Cathy (German), Natasha (Russia), Nora (German), Preet (India), Bibiana (Brazil), Cata (German), Iliada (Greece), Natalia (Colombia), Laura (Nigeria), Chelsea (USA), Mato (Eslovaquia), Mariano (Bulgaria), Nasser (Djibouti), Miguelito (Peru), Karan (India), Amit (India), Pankuri (India), Dipin (India), Dipin (India) & Anna (Kazakhstan), Sachin (India), Sachin´s friend (I suck with names) (India), Kunal (India), Kunal´s friends (India) (2), Chris (German but I really suspect he´s Brazilian) and sorry if I forgot someone but my memory yesterday was with some problem (Only yesterday hahahaha).