a bottle of beer for Maveli

Onam was again round the corner...a festival thats celebrated by all mallus (keralites) in the true mallu spirit..But that was not my case...I thought of skipping my Onam so that i could go on a long holiday the week after...So here I was..the lone soul in room..(in Chennai would be more appropriate,as all chennai mallus had gone home)..spending time lonely was never an issue for me...i thought i would spend it watching movie in television and also browsing..but soon the boredom bug bit me..never thought being alone would be this boring. the feeling of not being at home for Onam was the catalyst of this boredom...but that was enough to ignite and even explode the feeling of loneliness. So i browsed thru the papers for any decent flicks running in theaters...there are 2 things if u go for a movie at INOX..one is the pleasure of watching the movie in excellent theater and second being the crowd that gets assembled in City Center..no prices for guessing that i meant the crowd of gorgeous gals..
so i booked for "Hey babyy"..though i knew the story...movie was decent enough with excellent comic timings from Akshay n Hritesh...but to my disappointment, the crowd was not as good as i expected. so returned early to home..next thought i had was how to spend the night alone..i didn have to fry my brain too much...i thought..a movie in tv and a bottle of beer...wat a perfect combo...so i started off from home with the new bag company had provided as a part of our IBU celebration...i somehow managed to get a bottle of KF...a chilled one...on the way back i was thinking abt the wonderful way i ll be spending the night...by the time i reached home with beer..it was 10:45PM...i closed the door..put on my shorts n tshirt..and opened the bag....SPLASH...there goes my entertainment for the night...the bottle broke..spilling beer all over the floor..i somehow managed to clean the place in seconds...but i couldnt contain the desire to have a beer...i didnt have the patience or time to change my dress...as the shop closes at 11. I took 60rs from my purse, took my bike keys, locked door and was off in a hurry to the "SHOP" or "SHAAP" as mallus call it..but to my disappointment, the shops were closed..i tried the far off ones too..speeding in my bike... but without success..finally decided to return home empty handed...as soon as i crossed the apartment gate, some instinct started telling me....ajay...something is wrong..u have forgotten something...i always gets the instinct or what u call the inner voice when something goes wrong...and it always comes true also...this time it was the key...i had forgotten to take the flat keys from my purse...
It was close to midnight...me standing in my shorts n t shirts and 60rs to live for the next 3days..there was no place to sleep either...the only way to break in was by breaking the lock...but finding the right man for the job, at that hour was a difficult task...but thankfully managed to find a very opportunist guy, who charged me 150rs for breaking the lock and another 150 for fixing the same... my fate... i had to agree as i was homeless without breaking it...
huh... finally broke in to my own house... later in bed..i was taking account...

A bottle beer...60rs
Breaking lock...150rs
Fixing lock...150rs
The look on my face after the incident...PRICELESS...