We welcomed
the New Year in the middle of nowhere. A bunch of people who did not know of
each other’s existence a few months ago, came together to usher in the New Year
with a lot of pomp and splendour.
We had a
costume party today. It was quite the challenge because we could not have
Google sensei’s help for anything. Cheena decided to be Wolverine, and he had
my complete approval and aasheervad. I’ve always wanted to see him don the
Wolverine look. I was going back and forth from cheerleader to school girl for
my look, but I finally settled down on catwoman – I had all black clothing and
all we had to do was a mask.
We sat down
to work on his look with used cartons, gum, paper cutter and aluminium foils
piled up on the chart table at the bridge. In half an hour, Wolverine had his Adamantium claws. We fixed those claws
into a cardboard holder that Cheena ingeniously thought of so he could hold the
claws properly. I decided to add a cigar and wrapped a crushed origami paper
onto rolled cardboard. Perfect. Next, we just had to do the beard and the
hairstyle. Borrowed hair gel and blow dry took care of the horns in the hair. I
used my kajal and marked the portions that he had to shave off from his face to
get the look. When he shaved and worn his brown leather jacket, I squealed. He
could have played Hugh Jackman’s dupe in the X-men movies.
My catwoman
look was a different story altogether. We hardly had any time left and the mask that Anne
Hathway wore in the movie was too high level. Cheena quickly cut out a mask and
we hurriedly painted it with a permanent marker. Attaching the strings to it
was a pain and we had to staple the thread to the mask. Well, I at least had
bright red lipstick and black leather gloves, so I guess I scored a pass mark.
I then helped
the chief officer with his look and went around the ship asking everybody who
they were dressing up as. The chief officer’s costume was a gunny bag sewed
together with slits for the arms, a bandana which had hair made out of ropes
and a sword made out of some spare part from the wardrobe covered with an
aluminium foil. We even made an eye patch.
We had a
vote for the winners – the only guy who participated from the engineering
department won the 1st place. I don't even remember what he was
dressed up as; he hurriedly put on some random cigarette packets over some brown sheets and had some no smoking message written on it I think. The great
Indian voting pattern worked here too – hamaara bandha hai, gaon wale gaon wale
and all that. You vote because you like the person/you work under the
person/you and the person share a common language, caste, job etc. All in the spirit of the game! Anyway, that
apart, Wolverine came 3rd. He won $15 as prize. Which obviously
belongs to me.
The
countdown to the New Year happened at the bridge. I was playing the DJ juggling
Hindi and Tamil numbers, and our iPod died exactly 2 minutes before 12. We all
ran up to the bridge and cut the second cake that was bought in Thailand. You
could hear fully drunken cries of “Happy New Year” and hugs all over. I went
over to the bridge wings. A mild breeze was blowing and the moon was shining
down in the direction of the ship. Everywhere else was pitch dark, but the
water sparkled where the moon shone. It was quite a sight.
It is a new
dawn. It is a new day. It is a new year. And it was a wonderfully new
experience.
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