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Archive for April, 2007

Trip:Day 2

Posted by ssjha on April 19, 2007

So when we reached the hotel it was a surprise of bad sorts. Out of the total 9 rooms booked they only gave 3 rooms and rest they said that it will be available after 2 hours for the so called cleaning and making the ready for us. The hotel was not very good but it didn’t matter because we didn’t had stay inside. But yes waiting for the bathrooms to be vacant for use was tiring and I took a nap in between as I was the last one to go. After freshening up and having the breakfast I saw that all are asleep and didn’t had any inkling to the thing that when one has to leave and so everyone relaxed. By the way I too wasn’t feeling very well. Maybe the journey and sleeplessness was taking its toll.

Anyways we left after the lunch and meantime I wasn’t any mood to sleep. First of all we went to some sight seeing in Panchgani. All the places seems the same. Every sights had the same look and feel just the mountains the ravines and lots of the shops and commercial establishments to mint the money. Did I mention that I had to shell out extra for the damn old navy-cut. So I disgust the people of minting money out of the simple people who can enjoy whole trip on the simple pleasures of tobacco smoke. As I wasn’t feeling well and there were many guys making a beeline for the girls I chose to stand on the side and take a good look at the proceedings.

Later on we went to some other site at roughly around 3:00 pm. The local guides and candy selling vendors told us that this is the very place where the shooting of “Raja Hindustani” was done, particularly the song of “pooch jara pooch mujhe kya hua hai”. Anyways there people were having fun playing handball and riding the horses which were very royale and I did indeed from my heart wanted to own one of them(I am a pet lover). The exciting thing was like parachuting in which the jeeps were used to take a person above in the sky and make them landing through the parachute. Many people did that and girls were also forcefully thrown at that. The ground was hard and one of my friends suffered a minor injury.

Next stop was the spot of paragliding and the asking rate was 1500 which was notches above what my pocket would allow me. Anyways this was the thing that I really wanted to do and had to console my heart. That’s why I need a good hike that I never have to stop at anything if my heart wants. Anyways this was as usual boring for me for the three reasons. Firstly that “she” was surrounded and I hadn’t had any opportunity to interact the second being that I was feeling feverish and the last at not very insignificant was that I hadn’t had any alcoholic drinks since the  last night. So I contended myself with the photographer inside me taking the centre stage

Now came the night and nobody had any idea what to do. Previously one had planned the bon-fire and other stuffs but in some confusion that wasn’t going to happen. Fortunately one of the guys managed to arrange a disc party which wasn’t entirely for us. We were elated that finally one will be able to put theirs best foot forward. So we went back to our hotel and after lunch and taking all the necessary mans-beverages went there. I reached first and helped myself with one beer and couple of cigarettes, and went to groove. But I noticed in half an hour that the “girl” in question had left the stage, and she didn’t came back in half an hour. For the curiosity and myself also not feeling well I went outside and saw her sitting alone and asked her the reason. She told that because of the smoke.

Just then one of my friend came out smoking and I went with him to find a paracetamol tablets. I came back after having the medicine and sat besides her and in the same time she left the bench. Maybe because I was dunk or tired there sitting alone. That was the time when I felt something in my stomach and hated that moment that she was trying to avoid me. Anyways in an hour I was okay and was in the mood to show off my dancing skills, which I remembered very well that they are limited and of the cheap quality. So I went ahead with the outdated or cheap quality ammunition. There on I smoked to my hearts content and danced and what not. But couldn’t with her because her moves were perfect and mine were at beat when the grooms friend dance in front of “Ghodi” while he is going to tie the knot. But then I danced and smoked and enjoyed to my hearts content and the best moment was when I was alone on the stage for just 2 minutes with Himesh music(my favourite right no) and the song was “love u sayaonee –2, tujh pe hai mera haq…..koi shaq…”  with my finger pointing towards “her” and she looking straight in my eyes.

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Trip and Love interest: Day1

Posted by ssjha on April 18, 2007

I haven’t told dear readers that I was to go to the picnic. That was an official picnic n but I was unofficially invited because that was a different team. The reason because I was invited was that I was previously in that team and had made more than a couple of good friends. The trip was 4 nights and 3 days long, and I had to take a leave also. By the way that was my first leave while coming in the professional life that was taken in accordance to the policies. Earlier leaves were like the college ones in which u suddenly wake one morning and decide not to go to the lectures.

Now I am not a simple person from my heart, though my family members still think so and my friends would keep theirs mouth gazing if I ever mention that I am a very simple and shy kind of person. The thing is that I am open to those who are open to me, I ever seldom make the first move. So my reason for creating of so much of noise was that I wouldn’t have ever dreamt of going to the picnic if there wasn’t the particular girl also ready to go. I still harbour the ills towards my ex-team boss for bringing the girl in question when I left the team; I think he had his sweet revenge.

So I enquired from every possible means to my disposal to confirm hers confirmation for the trip because firstly she was new and the trip was long. But we made it sound like a compulsory trip and all was set. The trip was for Panchgani and Mahabaleshwar. God knows how I eagerly waited for the trip and all the hopes and despairs of wooing that pretty damsel.

The thing was more arduous for me because I was not known to them and as I told u earlier that I am basically a shy person. Also because of my adventure in my previous teams the girls thought of me like a Rajnikanth in a movie and thinking of me like a Dada which was not of course true I was just the simple hero whose image was tarnished when he tried to fight the mighty establishment of the corporate ladder.

So after the basics of the story I would like to start from the time that we gathered around the company gate at 11:00 pm. I exchanged a sweet hello from the lady concerned and was elated about the good start. After all were gathered we went for the bus. In first few hours we listened to the music and in the meantime guys started with Smirnoff with soft drinks to mask the whatever little girls could make out of it. I want to tell all that I ain’t a saint and I was one of the top alcohol guzzlers there. I tell u that these alcohols really make the situation light. All were free and the girls I think didn’t had the inkling to what was being done there.

So the dances and best moves of all so called teetotallers started coming out. Girls were also out of theirs shells, I think the alcohol vapours from ours mouth must have made the trick. So what ensued was the 2-3 hours of total masti in which one couldn’t make out what the people inside the bus are doing if one would had looked from the outside(thank god that it had curtains and bus had the AC). After that around 3:00 AM half of the bus was asleep and we 5-6 people played the favourite time-pass Antakshri. I was happy that she was also amongst them and was leading the way with her melodious voice. I was also there with my cacophony! Then morning came and so the destination also. We searched for the hotel for more than an hour and around 10:00 were able to locate it and had breakfast there. There were murmurs that we would leave immediately after freshening up. And I was happy.

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