What is waking up in a house full of junkies called?
A headache. And that is exactly what Josua was experiencing late that Monday morning. Having been rudely woken up by the sound of a guitar playing out of tune.and the high pitched shrill of moans. This is just one of th things you have to start appreciating when living with an experimental musician. And a smashed coo-coo person.
Lucky dog…that Charlie, he thought. Somehow always managing to get a subject for his experiments and but always with an extra topping. Josua sometimes wished that his life could be half as exciting as Noises. Stretching out on the bed, he suddenly froze, he could feel his palms touch something warm. Like a woman’s naked body. Woman?? Here?? How??.....uuuuggggg.....not again.
Moving very slowly he reached out to his side and started removing the sheet. A Redhead…hmmm…wholesome body....good. A little lower…nice back…smooth skin…smells good too…uh….oh……What’s this?? A tattoo…seems familiar. No can’t be. Can it?? But how?? She never seemed to be interested.
After spending a while trying to move the cobwebs from his head, he gave up. It was then that it all came back. Like a rude blast from the past. The ladies had had quite a busy night and wanted to celebrate. Which brought them right back to Aqua Buddha the night club. After that everything turned to a haze. A mist that was made up of coke, acid and lot of pot.
As all these thoughts ran at random through his head, Josua slowly stumbled into the dining room. Still trying to put various pieces of the puzzle together. To his surprise he found The Monk, Spike and Edy deep in conversation as they sat sipping steaming hot coffee out of rather huge mugs. But guess this is exactly what was required to wake them up.
As Josua stepped into the room all went quiet. Finally the Monk enquired. "So how was last night? Was it as hot in your room as it was on the dance floor?". Josua froze "What?" On the dance floor! Cannot be...no way! But one look at the others faces told him otherwise. Serious? And she had played along? Thats good. A start of something...maybe? Finally things were changing. Should i pop the question? Naaaah...it's too early to jump into clonclusions....his mind speeding off in different directions. But he dare not say a word.
His thoughts were cut rather short when he heard his name being called by the Monk. "JOSUA???!!!". "Oh...yes, sorry i was just thinking about something."
Edy "Sure. Now u'd have a lot of things to think about. Specially since you offered to give those Russian guys a ride around town tonight for a block of coke."
Josua could not believe what he had just heard. Huh???...Ride???...The Russians?? Along with a bunch of loud mouthed strippers?? In one car??? And who's gonna do the talking...with Mimi ofcourse. That was surely something to spend his time brooding upon.
Just then Noise strolled into the dining room wearing nothing but a towel that was loosely wrapped around the waist and a big spliff hanging out the corner of his mouth. He giggled as his eyes caught Josua.
Noise... "That was quite a show last night bro! If it hadnt been for your 'down and under' moves last night could have been quite boring for me. But thanks to you. I got my subject. And next time, don't giggle like a baby when someone is snorting coke off your chest."
The Monk "Cut it out. Let him be. I got bigger things to worry about"
With all of the four settled around the table. the Monk continued...
"Josua, you invited the Russians for a drive around the city and also struck a deal for 1 kilo of coke. So, what's your plan?" After Josua was done shrugging his shoulders and Noise passed on the spliff to the Monk, he continued "People, I want those Russians spending money in my club and not on a sight seeing trip. How you do it is upto you guys."
With one spliff over. Another was rolled. And as the smoke filled their heads the day seemed to change colour to look a lot more vibrant. And their spirits did rise.
As Mimi and the brunette from Noise's room made their way into the dining room.
TO BE CONTINUED.......
"Aqua Buddha"
Not just another stoner's dream
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
The setup...
To all those who enjoy a good trippy story...
This is not just another blog where you come give your views, discuss and walk away. What seperates this page from the rest is that unlike them, this blog was formed by two of us. When sitting stoned at the steps of our workplace. We hit upon this idea when talking of all the wierd situations and people we have come across in our journey of life. People with whom we did not even share a common language. But people all brought together by a very strong and seductive force "Marijuana or Ganja"
The idea here is to build a story. With our day-to-day trippy experiences. Little mind fucking sessions with friends who would do anything to take your trip. The little un-intended quirks and the uncounted "of-the-moment" things that usually rule the day. When a group of people, all in their own trip, get together and make a story, magic can happen. This is our attempt at creating something interesting and totally mind bogglingly crazy. And really magical!
To get you started i'll give you the background of what the story (so far....in our minds) is like. But each time you come here (Obviously after smoking a spliff or a marley) don't just expect to read something that someone else might have written written and then give your views. Seriously...you wanna give views...then sod off.....we arent really looking for that! Here you become co-writers and help us create a whole new world of wacky, funked out, chilled, surely groovy and a real mind-freaking story. A little trippy. A little kinky. Kinda mad. Fully spaced out. But a fun filled and thrilling ride to be in.
This story is the livis of four young guys (always tripping on something or the other) and their friendly(sometimes partner in crime) Uncle. Now the Uncle (aka The Monk) is the owner of Aqua Buddha, a night club, situated right in the suburbs of New York City. After spending years doing odd jobs here and there he had gathered enough contacts to buy an old and huge warehouse to set up his own club.
The Monk was alone in the city. So when his sister's son asked him if a job ould be arranged , The Monk could not refuse. But least did the old man know what was in store for him.
Josua (aka the base), aged 24, now working as a Limo Driver for a group of awesomely hot young strippers, has now been in the city for the last couple of years. And is currently put up in the southern half of the warehouse, right behind the club.Tthe only thing that connection that the night club has to his huge multi levelled studio apartment is a small red door. This area, originally the working, now serves as the living quarters for Josua and his three firends.
Now...his friends???!!! Least do we know of them and i feel the least we know about that, the better. What we do know is that they met up sometime right after finishing school. At a concert, each pulled like dogs on a thight leash, towards the smell of a single spliff burning in midst of a raving crowd. Since then the four have stuck together. Having formed a band that made some neat spaced out experimental music, along with the long list of habits, has rendered them hot on the others tail or trip for life. Finally having found their way to this lovely city (where only you can tell what happens next).
Charlie (aka Noise), aged 25, is currently experimenting on the connection of sex and music. How different notes of music can evoke a certain string of orgasm in a persons body. He has conveniently chosen his subjects to be pre-dominantly female. And with one of the hottest night clubs being your very own living room (literally) it is never too hard to find an over inquisitive subject. As part time and means to earn some pocket money to maintain a constant flow of high octane trip. Noise does sometimes make utter noise giving special sound effects at a local FM station.
Spike (aka Special Ops), aged 24, is undoubtedly gotto be the coolest. Spends his time backstage with the hottest models doing thier rounds in country. Working as a backstage help with FTV has handed him the keys to a whole new market, that is, after he hit upon the plan to supply cocaine to some of the biggest names in the modelling industry. Always to be seen sporting his Police glasses Spike has never hesitated in inviting some of his high profile clients to Aqua Buddha. Making sure that they contributed in increasing the night clubs profit. You can say it is his way of thanking the old Uncle.
Edy(aka The Pitch), aged 26, currently working as a cartoonist is one of the rising new talents for Mad Magazine. Made famous by the strip "The Eccentric Warlock" he basically chills at home sketching when he pleases. Spends most of his time at the club. Entertaining certain brunettes and maybe redheads who fit into his specifications. The rest of the time was spent with Charlie doing marijuana and acid or any other thing chemically suited to his tastes. And, oh yes!, their plans of a vacation to the warm beaches of Bali with a long list of women to give them company. Sometimes very intimate ones.
Now this is the background of hopefully one of the hottest stories in the making. In which not only me but each and everyone of you has an equal role to play. These boys live their life on a trip. A high that contains not only drugs (though mostly) but it also involves a lot of girls, definitely sex, certain exciting moments with The Monk and a lot of friendly times. And it depends on you.....to make their lives the most memorable one ever. A story of friendships, of relationships, of times that will never come back again (sadly). Not to forget the constant influx of people into their apartment that makes their lives all the more interesting. And ofcourse a lot more complicated and chaotic. Tomorrow starts the first chapter of their lives. Tomorrow starts.......DAY1
This is not just another blog where you come give your views, discuss and walk away. What seperates this page from the rest is that unlike them, this blog was formed by two of us. When sitting stoned at the steps of our workplace. We hit upon this idea when talking of all the wierd situations and people we have come across in our journey of life. People with whom we did not even share a common language. But people all brought together by a very strong and seductive force "Marijuana or Ganja"
The idea here is to build a story. With our day-to-day trippy experiences. Little mind fucking sessions with friends who would do anything to take your trip. The little un-intended quirks and the uncounted "of-the-moment" things that usually rule the day. When a group of people, all in their own trip, get together and make a story, magic can happen. This is our attempt at creating something interesting and totally mind bogglingly crazy. And really magical!
To get you started i'll give you the background of what the story (so far....in our minds) is like. But each time you come here (Obviously after smoking a spliff or a marley) don't just expect to read something that someone else might have written written and then give your views. Seriously...you wanna give views...then sod off.....we arent really looking for that! Here you become co-writers and help us create a whole new world of wacky, funked out, chilled, surely groovy and a real mind-freaking story. A little trippy. A little kinky. Kinda mad. Fully spaced out. But a fun filled and thrilling ride to be in.
This story is the livis of four young guys (always tripping on something or the other) and their friendly(sometimes partner in crime) Uncle. Now the Uncle (aka The Monk) is the owner of Aqua Buddha, a night club, situated right in the suburbs of New York City. After spending years doing odd jobs here and there he had gathered enough contacts to buy an old and huge warehouse to set up his own club.
The Monk was alone in the city. So when his sister's son asked him if a job ould be arranged , The Monk could not refuse. But least did the old man know what was in store for him.
Josua (aka the base), aged 24, now working as a Limo Driver for a group of awesomely hot young strippers, has now been in the city for the last couple of years. And is currently put up in the southern half of the warehouse, right behind the club.Tthe only thing that connection that the night club has to his huge multi levelled studio apartment is a small red door. This area, originally the working, now serves as the living quarters for Josua and his three firends.
Now...his friends???!!! Least do we know of them and i feel the least we know about that, the better. What we do know is that they met up sometime right after finishing school. At a concert, each pulled like dogs on a thight leash, towards the smell of a single spliff burning in midst of a raving crowd. Since then the four have stuck together. Having formed a band that made some neat spaced out experimental music, along with the long list of habits, has rendered them hot on the others tail or trip for life. Finally having found their way to this lovely city (where only you can tell what happens next).
Charlie (aka Noise), aged 25, is currently experimenting on the connection of sex and music. How different notes of music can evoke a certain string of orgasm in a persons body. He has conveniently chosen his subjects to be pre-dominantly female. And with one of the hottest night clubs being your very own living room (literally) it is never too hard to find an over inquisitive subject. As part time and means to earn some pocket money to maintain a constant flow of high octane trip. Noise does sometimes make utter noise giving special sound effects at a local FM station.
Spike (aka Special Ops), aged 24, is undoubtedly gotto be the coolest. Spends his time backstage with the hottest models doing thier rounds in country. Working as a backstage help with FTV has handed him the keys to a whole new market, that is, after he hit upon the plan to supply cocaine to some of the biggest names in the modelling industry. Always to be seen sporting his Police glasses Spike has never hesitated in inviting some of his high profile clients to Aqua Buddha. Making sure that they contributed in increasing the night clubs profit. You can say it is his way of thanking the old Uncle.
Edy(aka The Pitch), aged 26, currently working as a cartoonist is one of the rising new talents for Mad Magazine. Made famous by the strip "The Eccentric Warlock" he basically chills at home sketching when he pleases. Spends most of his time at the club. Entertaining certain brunettes and maybe redheads who fit into his specifications. The rest of the time was spent with Charlie doing marijuana and acid or any other thing chemically suited to his tastes. And, oh yes!, their plans of a vacation to the warm beaches of Bali with a long list of women to give them company. Sometimes very intimate ones.
Now this is the background of hopefully one of the hottest stories in the making. In which not only me but each and everyone of you has an equal role to play. These boys live their life on a trip. A high that contains not only drugs (though mostly) but it also involves a lot of girls, definitely sex, certain exciting moments with The Monk and a lot of friendly times. And it depends on you.....to make their lives the most memorable one ever. A story of friendships, of relationships, of times that will never come back again (sadly). Not to forget the constant influx of people into their apartment that makes their lives all the more interesting. And ofcourse a lot more complicated and chaotic. Tomorrow starts the first chapter of their lives. Tomorrow starts.......DAY1
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