Funny Story: Iftari at Kolachi-Do Darya

It is 100% sure that whatever I think of, whatever I plan of, it doesn’t go out the same way or can say, it is totally different from what I think or plan of. I have experienced this feeling and noticed it many times in my life. but it is not with me only, I found so many people saying the same thing. So, why we plan and think of doing that or this. I am talking about this thing because we recently encountered this strange phenomenon and it is quite funny.

The story begins in WhatsApp group where my colleagues cum friend decided to give a treat and party to a newly wed couples. Its Ramadan so the plan was to invite them for Iftar cum Dinner. You guys can’t imagine what we all went through, so much of chat and discussion for the date and once it is finalized, the time comes where we all not on the same page for the venue. The most terrible thing in friends. I think it is never ending discussion, its impossible that a group of ten people agree for the same venue. Everyone has their own choices and likings. I was happy that at least we all agreed for the same date but that was my mistake.

Honestly, me along with couple of group members were not ready to spend a lot of money as we were out of cash. This was the main problem, please remember this point. We were arguing that the place which was decided is expensive and will cost a lot to each of the member. I searched a lot of restaurants and shared them in group, they were offering a good meal in reasonable price plus many restaurants offering discounts of different bank cards. All of the suggestions were ignored. Finally, we all have to agree on “Foods Inn restaurant”.

3rd of April, the decided date came. One of our friend who recently left our organization came to our office directly all the way from his work. Four of us were already in the office as we decided not to go home and waste time, will go for Iftar directly from office. Now, we were five and only one of us had the conveyance and that was Bike on which only two can travel. Now the fun begins, we received a message from the chief Guests that she got hurt and had a bit of pain in her leg so unable to join. This was the turning point. We were not amused but cannot do anything. One of the joiners got some sudden important work to do so he excused as well. we five at office thought if the chief guest is not coming then why to go to that expensive restaurant, lets check out some other place. Keep that in mind, we do not have proper conveyance plus only 2 hours left for the Iftar and we were discussing on the venue.

I said this, other one said that, no one was listening to each other but just murmuring and sharing their own thoughts and suggestions. Time was ticking and now, it was do or die because we have to go to somewhere to do Iftar. The remaining two who were supposed to join us later were in contact but both of them looks not interested anymore in this Iftar Party. Boom, my mind was going to blow now. We have to book a car and for that we have to decide the place. I still suggested some reasonable places but guess what, I don’t know how and why, we all agreed to go to Do Darya. It came out of our frustration or whatever was that, I am still confused how we agreed to that place. Do Darya is one of the expensive and elite class spot, right at the end of the coastal area, restaurants are built there to have dinner while enjoying the sea view. It is definitely not a place to go when you don’t have good amount of money in your pocket. In a hurry, we booked car and we all went to Do Darya.

I think it was the decision of frustration, we all were exhausted and not ready to go to any such place where we have to take risk for the Iftar. So, here we come Do Darya. Now, the funny thing is we five were the people who were not ready to go to Foods Inn because of costly but now, we are going to some place which is even more costly than Foods Inn. We all reached Sajjad Restaurant and found that they are offering Iftar cum Dinner Buffet of something around PKR3000 so we immediately left that restaurant and went to the other one nearby which is “Kolachi” the most expensive in all the restaurants at Do Darya. Reason: we were out of conveyance to go somewhere else plus there was not much time left for Iftar. Finally, we get seated in Kolachi. My Eyes were deadly when I saw the menu card lol. But nothing can be done now, lets enjoy the party.
We ordered French Fries and Sharbat (refreshing drink) for the Iftar and ordered five main courses for Dinner which were Steak, Chowmein, Kababs, Afghani Boti and Handi. All of us knew in back of our minds that this is going to be a huge bill in the end but as I said, nothing can be done now so just enjoy with what we are having instead of crying over spilt milk. We enjoyed the ambiance or atmosphere of this expensive restaurant. We were laughing like crazy on our decision that we were arguing so much and in the end, we are sitting and having dinner in one of the expensive restaurant. It was all of a sudden.

We enjoyed our food. Honestly, it was not that much tasty according to their prices. Chowmein was just OK, kababs got dried up and were not giving a good taste at all. Handi was the only thing I enjoyed with Garlic Naans (bread). It was delicious. I was looking around and the whole place was house full. just imagine there are so many rich people around lol. We enjoyed our time there by looking at the sea. We are paying so much so why not just keep sitting and spend a bit of time watching the sea. It is not every other day that we get a chance to visit this place. I was missing my Family because I should be spending this much money on them first. Well, in the end, the dangerous bill came of PKR13000. 2600 for each of us. This was so painful but we all took it very sportingly. It was like we all made ourselves April Fool. Our stupidity made it special and memorable day in the end.

All above pictures taken by my friend through his IPhone.