| The Story of Nish’s birthday As retold by Shalin Desai I first met Seth courtesy of one of my friends, his roommate that (soon to be)infamous summer at miami, Nish. Nish turned 21 and decided to have a little party at a friends house to celebrate the fact he could use a real id instead of this fake Tanzanian driver's license. Amyways, when i got to the party, nish wasn't drinking, at all. You see, Seth, his roommate was going to get Nish's beer stein, and hadn't returned with it. All said and done, he'd been gone for a few hours and nish was gettin a little antsy because his first drink had to be with that glass. Well, Seth finally showed up with the glass, it was probably around 10 and i had pretty much made a living at the keg, so i was sufficiently buzzed. After Nish introduced us, and exchanged exotic animal names with him, i proceeded to lecture him on his rudeness in preventing nish from getting drunk. Seth, called me a jackass, and proceeded to waltz his way to the keg. So much for a good beginning. WEll, after we both got nice and liquored up, we hit it off a second time. This worked out a little better seeing as how we were both smashed, and nish still wasn't. Since 1200 was approaching, we decided that we needed to get him drunk and puking. I came up with a keg stand, Seth, a bottle of champagne. The combo worked wonders. by 1215, nish was heaving over the fence, and seth and I were running from his girlfriend who probably would have castrated us if nish's puking hadn't distracted her everytime she caught us... The Story of Nish Part II As retold by Seth Nish and I were going to a house party over at one of the international students houses. Actually like 10 of them lived in there or something like that. Veneet (wild party man from India) and Ranjin (from Nepal, plays a mean 6 string) were some of the hosts. Almost everybody there was from another country. Im from Florida so that kinda counted being that we were in Ohio. During this infamous night I learned a great French toast from a guy named Sebastian who was your stereotypical Frenchman. Ask me to recite it- I haven’t forgotten. I also learned that 3-man and international students aren’t the best combination. My party partner Jennifer took a fondness to this game a bit quickly. We’ll discuss this game later. I had briefly met Shalin before through Nish as he lived in our building. He looked shady- a jackass potential. Nish and I were the hall noise violators (both of us worked for the department of residence life in upper administrative type student postions- yeah I know, real hellions). I don’t know many times Nish or I would crank our stereo’s to some nice techno or dance music. The only good thing is that nobody really lived anywhere near us- our corridor was empty except for us. Nish was turning 21 so he didn’t have to use his bought at a black market Tanzanian ID which had pictures of like lemurs. I had promised him a good time as did his friends. We had forgotten his lucky beer mug so I ran back to get it- what a nice friend I am. Shalin smokes crack cause he said it took me a few hours- it was like 15 minutes! Back to 3 man. So Jennifer who is now pretty liquored up decides that some comment I made was out of control (what, me?) and decides to give me the back of her hand. Now don’t get me wrong, a little smacking around is ok, but she lost all concept of depth perception and didn’t think she was anywhere near me. Lucky for me, all my teeth remained intact. Being that I am just a bad (but oh so good!) person to party with, I am initiating everyone around me into such fine clubs as 3-man and Asshole and “F-this, just drink” Close to midnight Shalin and I conspired to do something “semi-evil” to Nish. We hoisted his ass up at midnight for keg stands and then had him drink a bottle of champagne. Elin , his girlfriend was none too impressed by Nish’s subsequent attempts at his version of the puking discus throw. Shalin spent the rest of the night taking care of Jennifer who was in about as good shape as Nish. As for me, I had enough drinks to lead to believe I really could sing as Ranjin played the guitar. I hope I didn’t scar anyone for life with my singing. Happy birthday, Nish! Jennifer's Version and Memories of Nish's 21st Birthday Party Wow, it's hard to even know where to begin in telling the story of meeting these wild people that played a part in the corruption of my youth. Forgive me if this is way too long, but you all know that I never leave anything out and that I am not a brief person. I guess I should begin by explaining that I moved into Hahne Hall for the first session of summer school, a new transfer student, I knew absolutely no one. One thing I figured out really quick though was that there were two guys (Nish and Seth) on the first floor right beside the door that were constantly playing music so loud that I swear the walls shook and I could hear it word for word all the way on the third floor! Also one of them (you know who you are) he would be sitting outside in a chair from his room, half-dressed, and talking on the phone. Needless to say, I didn't mind having to see this half-dressed male wh was sporting a good tan; and I didn't mind the music either. To make a long story short somehow I met Seth, I don't really recall how, but I did. I think it was the weekend the air conditioning broke (which my roommate didn't even realize, but I still love her) and I think I met Seth outside during this heat wave and that was the night I learned how to play some of my first drinking games (but without alcohol) and I also saw a possum or something like that. Anyways, I somehow ended up meeting this wild child from Florida named Seth who then went on to introduce me to Nish as well as others. I remember the day of Nish's party like it was yesterday. I had gone to Shriver Center to eat dinner and there I ran into the two of them and w were talking like usual and of course we started talking about Nish's part that was going to take place that night. It should be mentioned that at this point in my life I had not really drank a whole lot, I could say that I had only been drunk twice before in my whole life. These guys gave me some advice though and made me eat a huge dinner so that I could handle my alcohol better is what they told me. Anyways later that night, I don't recall what time; after Seth got his self all pimped up he started the shuttle service to the little white house by the Rec Center which was to be the location for the party. I had been to the little white house many times before, but like everyone else, to this day, I'm really not sure who all was paying rent on the place, I knew a few definites, but I'm not sure about the rest of them. But damn, did they have a lot of bikes or what?! Back to the story, so Seth shuttles everyone over to the house because he was the only one with a car besides Karen, maybe she took people too, hell I don't know and that's irrelevant information. So here we are at this party and of course like all good people we immediately head for the goods. This was the night I first learned how to use or shall I say, get my own drink from a keg. Fishman gave me all the info. that I would need for the rest of my college years, how to hold my glass, and all that good stuff. So from there we proceeded to start a game called 3-man. All I remember about this game is that I really could have cared less about the game because all I wanted to do was drink, drink, and drink some more. And yes, I remember giving Seth a huge slap across the face, mainly because I was tired of listening to all of the neverending rules to this game. And let it be known that I am forever sorry for hitting him so hard, I only meant to tap him, but somehow that didn't happen. I just remember slapping him and him giving me this look and then just getting up and walking away. Now, here is where I met Shalin. Shalin is walking around drinking and I'm still sitting at the table with the cards and I don't know I think saw him and told him to just sit down and play this game. But what actually happened was that the game didn't get played and everyone just kept drinking. I also remember right about this point starting to make many trips to the bathroom. Let me tell you about this bathroom, if I remember correctly, there weren't exactly curtains or anything on the window and I always felt weird or whatever when i was in there. Anyways back to the story. All I remember next is going to Latin dance with Shalin (or at least I thought I was latin dancing, but I'm sure it didn't even come close). All I remember after that is suddenly feeling like I can't even describe, just really sick. So Shalin, being the wise person that he is thought it was be that I went outside. I just remember wanting to puke so bad so that it would all just go away. I remember finally puking and being so embarrassed! I also remember Nish kinda laughing and saying that it was his 21st birthday party and that he was supposed to be the first one drinking. Weird thing, I don't really remember seeing Nish do that keg stand. I do remember going back into the house and going to the back door and everyone making a lot of noise and cheering and everything, but I'm not sure that was the moment, I was really confused and struggling to find something to hold onto. The only other thing I remember is this guy with really long hair. To this day I don't know who the hell he was there with. No one really knew who he was, he said something to me and I told him that I hated his hair and that it was disgusting. I think after that I went back outside. In all honesty, I don't remember seeing Nish much at that party. I do remember someone telling me about Nish doing the keg stand and all and talking about him puking. But all I can remember is looking at the grass and being embarrassed about puking. And I remember the police driving by and everyone making Shalin and I get in the house because I guess we were the only underagers present. But yeah, I just remember feeling incredibly sick that night. But it makes me laugh anyways. And I remember the next day Fishman coming upstairs to make sure I hadn't died in the middle of the night. He said he had nightmares about me puking and dying and other stuff. But none of that happened and I got dressed and went to eat lunch. But here is what I do remember about Nish, he couldn't quite eat that day and slept a lot. So, these were the things that I remembered about Nish's 21st birthday party. I must say that out of all the21st birthday parties I have been to, this one always sticks out in my mind as a fun time (despite some of the things that happened). It was a good party full of a lot of fun people. I definitely will never forget the poster child's 21st birthday party. Which by the way, I recently found my autographed picture of the wild Tanzanian! |