Well it was the second coming of The Saad and as usual was surrounded in reminiscent stories of yesteryears followed by projections of our 5 year plan.
The one discussion that did catch my attention; and jolted a memory out of my mental vault more so than another, was the individual adventures everyone had had at the ‘Docks’ in Toronto.
The ‘Docks’ are the Toronto-equivalent of our own hang out spot Damen-e-Koh in Islamabad. An open space for friends where one can sip a beer , enjoy some Buddha-time or just take in the serenity of the sea (actually it’s a large lake which is about the size of a sea) or laze back and take in the scenic vista.
Saad’s story involves my brother in law, a cold beverage and an encounter with the coast guard (that’s a note which Saad has rights to publish) while mine involves the headlights of an SUV squarely hitting a ‘moon’ (and I don’t mean the stellar kind here) bobbing inside a 1998 Toyota Celica and freezing as soon as the realization of the high-beam from my friends SUV (another friend here and not Saad) interrupted what can only be politely portrayed as an ‘intimate’ (and particularly awkward) moment.
Needless to say the moment was far more hilarious for me and my other friend and not so for the Toyota celica which was trying very hard to back up inconspicuously from the parking lot as if the couple was out for a Sunday evening stroll whistling dixie.
Well that was my Docks story. Any other Toronto-ites have their anecdotes are welcome to share them!
