|drinks, laila's friend friend's home, mumbai, april 2012|
Beer, whine, smoke. And Music. Homemade Music. Made by 2 Guys, from india and germany.
But before that they were talking a long time, about music, their music, their future. They have a deal, maybe, for a movie, a thriller. A Guys journey of Running away from the prison, getting caught and falling in love in between.
|adi, laila's friend friend's home, mumbai, april 2012|
One Song is about him getting caught, at the end. Happy chap Melody, suddenly a street guy coming in starting to sing a song. About the horrible ending. That should be ironic. Maybe
That's bollywood. Because Indians have a hard life. They need to run away from reality. And they like colors and music. And being over the Top. A Friend of Mine explains.
The two musicians are Friends. Kind of. From laila. We had dinner. It is my first Evening in mumbai.
|divia, laila's friend friend's home, mumbai, april 2012|
|tv, laila's friend friend's home, mumbai, april 2012|
3rd time. He still thinks it is funny. He is, but a Bit too much, for me.
He reminds me a bit on me.
|adi's friend, laila's friend friend's home, mumbai, april 2012|
After a lot of beer, whine, smoke he drives us home. Fast, crazy. Drunk.
In Germany i Never ever get into a car of somebody who drinks, not even a bit. My whole Life everybody, parents, school, Media, everybody told me it is bad. you can get killed.
I also remember the guys coming to our restaurant, drinking there at least 5 pints for Lunch, between work, before driving.
Sitting in the car i am not sure what to believe, Social and cultural context, education or experience.
I think these were one of those situations I prayed for god, any god.