Bravely ventured into Taika on a Saturday night with Anjalli and Shanat. Getting in was alright,and hanging around amidst the reflecting pool and candles and idols was also alright.. but then S got bored and left. Mo and Vivaan took the longest time to get there, having punctured their tyre, and by the time they came, they walked into a scene straight from Mask. Milling crowds, so dense that you couldn't enter or leave.
Decided to hit Spinn instead like true club-hopping Bangaloreans. That was fun, ate upstairs, then dropped Anjalli home through the Mars-ride of Koramangala. On the way out, was merrily reversing and heard a loud thud and Vivaan's polite interjection: "Err... Hemangini..." at about the same time - too late! Why aren't backseat passengers more proactive?! And less polite?
