Someone at the Rain club wants you to "blow up the speakers", while others would have you flailing your arms around with all the grace of a pelican. No, it's not a riot, it's just a Saturday night in Hyderabad.
When Dante wrote about gluttony landing you in hell, he clearly didn?t take into account the mind-shattering lure of Indian street food. Or those of succulent kebabs.
A cosmic shudder runs through the universe on the mention of Mondays. And with that kind of reputation, you tend to work a little harder. This Monday sure did.
The weekend has descended upon us with an air of benevolence. A smattering of plays, dance recitals, art shows and rock concerts dot the undulating weekend wave.
Some people actually don't care if it's Valentine's Day. Gasp. We're shocked. Moving on, there are plays, seminars and cool kebab nights this Friday. Interested?
You never know when you're going to lose that loved one. In case you thought that the day was cliched, you might as well celebrate the one you love instead of love itself.