Well, so far I have had the feeling that St. Patrick’s Day was just a very valid reason for drinking good beer and lots of it but this time around I realized that it was a friend’s birthday - a big one at that. To keep the story short and make it more interesting, let me just say that it was lot of fun - so much that I don’t remember the last such time. Food was great, people were great and seriously hilarious most of the time — and didn’t realize I had spent an entire evening without realizing it… I know for a fact that I am not the tallest of men around and I also know that being not so tall makes me more stable, in terms of lower center of gravity - so that I don’t easily fall down even when I am drunk What I didn’t know was that being the shortest male at the party could actually entitle me for a prize - a bottle of Irish Cream!

As with any other occasion, I did learn some important lessons and some of them are picturised below:

About the other important lesson regarding the Definition of Happiness, it’s so damn practical and hilarious at the same time, that you have to ask me in person to learn about it. Apart from these, this party made me an Irish - albeit for a day (or an evening to be precise) - and I don’t mind being one every year if it lets me have so much fun!

Can you read the letters on the beads? (I Am Not Irish, You Can Still Kiss Me!)

Rest of the pictures from the event are here.