ENTHERU DAY!!

Was standing near the backstage telling Nazia tht I might wet my underpants any minute when KP came nd said tht she hs already wet her pants with not just no:1 but 2,3,4 nd 5!! Our movie spoof was up next..

Some 3 hours back all of us were staring at the rain pouring down heavily on the open stage nd the chairs tht wer holdin enuf water to play ‘whose-jeans-cn-absorb-most’.. They were planning to shift the all the college day programs to the seminar hall..Since we cudnt perform without a backstage (dubbing issues) we wer almost sure tht our spoof wudve to be cancelled..So we wer standin ther nd commentin on som guy’s weird hairstyle whn Prameela came nd told me tht the weird hairstyle-guy ws my orkut buddy nd he wanted to meet me..I grabbed a friend nd fled 100mph in the opposite direction to another block.. Im not xcatly the kinda person who cn go upto ppl nd say ‘yo!wassup dude’ in these kinda situations ..hehe.. Som ppl mistake this critical chammal for jaada..enikku vayya ;)

After the official ceremony, frnds joined me in the canteen nd as we wer tackling the rubberized chicken, the lights went off….kooooooioooooooooiiii.. howled our lungs out as if we were possessed by Himesh Reshammiya nd the stray VenugopalanPatti who stays in Palm Grove lane in Sasthamangalam. Perfect silence as the lights came bac on nd shined upon the faces of some shockd parents..

As we wer suckin on the Mango bar(which tastes real bad..but why complain when u get it 4 free :P) we heard som cheerin frm outside!! Thtz when we came to knw tht the programs wer goin to be held in the mainstage itself!! Completely freakd out coz som kids who wer ther for dubbing had already left thinking tht the program ws cancelld.. We had told them(like only a hundred times) not to leave coz ther ws a small chance tht the programs wud resume on the mainstage whn the rain stops.. Rockin!!

Changed into our costumes real fast..Found som new kids 4 dubbing..did one quick round of practice.. nd went to the backstage with jelly-legs nd unsure bladders..All the folks wer laughin seeing me, Naaz and Rakhee in school uniforms..Suresh sir ws like ‘iyaalkku pattiya dress ithu tanneya’..hehe I knw school uniforms suit me best coz I’m asked atleast twice a week ‘moleh,which class r u studying in’ or ‘did u join engineering right after 6th std??'.. We wer wearing St.Thomas uniforms coz my Holy Angels’ skirt has this constant tendency to do a Marilyn Munroe at the slightest sign of a breeze..Why gift the audience with a peek of my ol’ battered HongKong tights(which thankfully dint fall off while I ws on stage) ..

The opening scene ws an item number by Nisha(as Kareena-the sesky Kamini acc. to her, with Parvathy operatin the sound track-awsom job man!!).. Then Don(KP- lukin very much like a sleek mafia don;voice by Poorna) is kidnapped by goondas (PP nd Indu..'aliyaa..dendu lavane koodi pidi!!') of Gabbar Singh(Shally- the perfect thug;voice-Anjolie..perfect BUHAHAHA). Karan Johar(Vibha;voice:Anusha..who also dubbd 4 goondas) is also taken along.. Then the 3 gals frm Notebook(Naz, Rakhee nd me; voices:Jincy n Archana) also playin Charlie’s angelz is sent to rescue Don.. At Gabbar’s camp Don is tied up nd Karan Johar made to dance to ‘omanappuzha kadappuram’(K..K..K..Karan in K..K..Kutthon ke saamne m..m..mat naach!!)..Somewher durin the tussle PP accidentally kicked KP in the wrong place nd PP ws like ‘sorry edey’..Ppl remember the fact tht all our bladders wer in unstable condition!!
The 3 gals interrupt Karan Joharz dance nd a fight(me-the smallest of the lot tackling Shally-the biggest, karate style) nd a GK question round(with the ultimate Q-How many km’s frm Washington DC to Miami beach!!) follows..Finally Don is freed..Gabbar nd Don become frnds..so they plant a tree nd name it Venus(Notebook!!..yech!!!how lame can it get!)..Finally we all dance to ‘PandiMelam’-Rajamanickam style(me nd Nazia did a chicken dance right in frnt of stage)..nd sign off sayin ‘chellakkilii..sullam’(or ws it sulaan ?? I dunno)..

After we got off the stage, with no chappals thankfully attaining enuf range to hit us, the seniors wer like ‘enthoru tolikkatti.. u ppl r our true successors!!’..nd some wer like ‘aaa murder!murder!’ nd the rest wer like ‘wht guts man!!’.. hehe Unfortunately som ppl dint understand wht the entire thing ws all abt.. hd fgotten to write an intro abt the theme..:D.. haa som ppl dosnt even knw wht a spoof is..so guess I shudnt mind..Hmm I hope atleast tht SS lecturer aliyan understood tht we wer takin at a dig at him with one dialogue he always says in class.. ‘Tell meeee!!Tell meeee!!’ snap!snap!snap!

The grand finale ws the fashion shw by the seniors with Shaakuntalam as the theme.. it ws awsom!!

Finally when evrythin got over, I ws makin fun of the kids who invited their parents nd wer made to go home early..then I rang up my father to tell him to com nd pick me up..nd he ws like ‘im right here on the campus’..shit!! man.. I did all those screwloose things on stage with full confidence tht my family wudn’t be there to watch it…aaaaaaaaa..

Nd I came to knw tht som othr kids’ parents on seein me, thot tht a real shool gal ws kidnapped to play the part!! Sho ingane poyaal to join IAFil I’ve to gain atleast 10kilos in 2 yrs!!Shud ask Adnan Sami abt it(dosnt the guy still weigh a 100kilos even after losin 100??)..hehe me in IAF..wudnt tht be somthin!!..its juz one of my several vague aims in this almost driftin life…..vroooooom vroooooommmm..

Winamp Gyan

Took a leaf outta deeps’ blog who had the leaf pluckd out frm her sis's blog who in turn..bla bla bla..get the pic right
So me n my buddy KP enqueued all the songs in our systems onto winamp.. lukd up the questions frm deepz blog nd also charted a whole lotta other Qs as well..Activated the toggle shuffle thing nd started on our quest to find the answers to our lives entrusting our fates in the hands of winamp player..Afcoz we knew tht the quest wudnt be perfect without Beck’s Loser in the playlist.. anyways we set forth..*clickin my tongue*- to get the horse hooves BGM

1.How dos the world see me??
Me:Beethoven Seattle symphony.. wha!!! I thot Beethoven ws frm Germany..Whtz he doin in Amriikkka nd wht is he doin in my playlist!!!bad beginning!!!!!
KP:Tanhayee..eeee..eeeee..(DCH) hehehe so ppl see KP as a lone ranger..hmmm

2.What do my frnds think about me?
Me: Tere Bin ..frm bhagam bhag …how sweet
Tere Bin ther aint no desire
Tere bin I cant fly hiiiihiiiihiigherrrr( oye they find me eqvnt to an airplane engine!!!??)
KP: Chaiyya Chaiyya.. o yea we all think tht shez perpetually dancing on top of a train :D

3.What shud I do with my life?
Me: yaatra aayi.. frm Niram..my life’s getting over b4 even kickin off properly!! uwaaahh uwaahh :((
KP: pinneyum pinneyum .. yes KP!! perseverance pays.. King Louis taught us dat in Moral sci class when we wer in 4th std… or was it King philips or panasonic ??

4.How will I be remembered?
Me: Sau dard.. frm Jaan-e-mann.. we can either go by the lyrics n think tht ppl will be missin me real bad or we cn go by my interpretation tht I’ve been a pain in the ass for a lot of ppl :D
KP: Kya Kare frm Rangeela.. hmm so ppl will be still ponderin over the things they cudnt convey to KP coz they wer afraid of being punched in the face :P

5.Whats my signature dancing number?
Me: Tu hi Mere shab hai.. Hey wht am I supposd to do?? Ballet???!!!
KP: Yeh jo des frm Swades..yea xcellent dance number :P

6. What song shall be played on my wedding?
Me: Hum ko Maloom hai frm Jaan-e-mann.. dosnt the couple get divorced later in de movie??? Coooolll…
KP: One Night Love Affair – Bryan Adams .. heeheeheee .. xcellenttttttt

7. What song shall be played on my funeral?
Me: Rose – Titanic .. Im gonna puke in my coffin or haunt my funeral planner for the rest of his life and afterlife!!!!
KP: Anbe Vaa – I haven’t heard the song *blushing* nd I hav no idea wht its all abt

8. The song 4 my frnds…
Me: Maula mere..Maula mere frm Anwar.. dos the song have any other lyrics coz I haven’t got past the Maula part yet.. hmm wish I had somthin better 4 u ppl :
KP: Neela raavilinnu ninte- haven’t heard this one either.. think itza gud song.. wud be more meaningful than the one I ended up with anyways..

9. 4 my family
Me: Tu hi mere shab.. luuuuuuuuuuuv u folks!!! >:D<
KP: Nila Kagirathu.. nother gud one

10.Song 4 my AE batch at college
Me:Yeh Kaha Aagaye humm.. yea I knw..we all feel the same durin certain hours in de week
KP: Aisa Jadoo frm Khakee.. yeayyy ..3 cheers 4 AE!!!


11.Song 4 ppl I don’t like!!
Me: Pinneyum pinneyum aaroooo.. yea som ppl juz wont give up on buggin u to the max..pinneyum pinneyum….
KP: Hey Khuda Hafiz.. frm Yuva.. perfect reply \m/

12.Whatz in my head during lectures?
Me: Ek ladki ko dekha to frm 1942 A Luv Story.. I guess I ws thinking abt the people-shooting-down-thebritish part in the flick.. Samurai Hattori go back!!!
KP: Nagumooo-Chitram .. nd I used to wonder wher all the mridangam sounds were coming frm when I was snoozing in class!!

13.Whatz my job gonna be like??
Me: Let me Sleep – unknown artist … LOLZ
KP:Thendrale Thendrale..frm Kaadhal Desam.. now what kinda job comes with constantly-blowin breeze?? :-/ ooo I knw..i knw.. sellin peanuts at the beach :P.. dnt worry KP I’ll be ther nearby waitin on tables at the ICH..

14.Whatz dos the future hold for Soum nd Stella.. the golden couple :D??
Me:Torn…Natalie Imbruglia.. WOW I cn already imagine all the $#^$&^*&^ in tamil Soum’ll be yellin at me if she reads this…
KP:Jhoom Jhoom Jhoom Baba frm KasamPaidaKarneWaaleKi..Mithun das ol disco classic I think .. LOLLLzzzzz.. hehehe

15.Whtz the song 4 my future mom-in-law??
Me:Oops I did it again.. Britney Spears.. Ok ppl enuf with ur imagination running amok!!
KP:Bhanware ki Gunjan….. dos that mean ‘manure 4 garden’??? :D

16.Finally, some thoughts on myself..
Me:Its My Life-Bon Jovi \m/ - \m/
KP: Pooncholai – the one frm Keertichakra.. NOT frm Sphadikam :P

We had around 40 queries answered.. but then I dont intend make my blog as long as KANK.. So signin off.. Nyways conclusion drawn- must kick my sis for downloadin songs from Jaan-e-mann nd wher r all the YO songs when u need em??!!
This post is dedicated to deepz , winamp nd to yahoo messngr :)

We Ran, We Lost(well, most of us) Nd In the End We Stunk like DungBombs!!

Whenever something hi-funda happens, I decide to blog about it and start scribbling. But mostly it ends up as yet another draft in the posts folder. But today I’m determined to blog about the sports’ day coz I’m having lab exam tomorrow and I’ve got nothing better to do :P.
Sports day kicked off with the march past. Thankfully, Jubba Narayanan Kutty kept his speech short. Last time he(or was it the chief guest, don’t remember well) had gone on to give a speech of epic proportions on AC cabins nd relaxed lifestyles, when we, the march past kids, were standing there and melting in the scorching sun. Felt like throwing chappals at him then. The chief guest today, city police commissioner, was a sensible person. His speech hardly lasted a minute. Hoo..

Sports started with the 50m race. Reached third from last in the first round :D.. I ROCK!!!Shal was third(frm the 1st).
Went nd registered for long jump.. got freaked psyched nd chickened out seeing the juniors jump. Seemed like they had some magnetic field attached to their butts that repelled them off the pit for some distance.. Seriously!!!
KP and PP ran for the 100m. KP reached 4th .

[li'l PT ushaz]

Shot put was never my item.. :D.. so why push the competition further( to the negative displacement side) :D :D.. Anyways me and kp wanted to try it out.. So we waited till the event got over ( 4 the kids nd the staff).. Then suddenly Choreesh and his best buddy appeared outta nowhere picked up the shot and walked away. We followed them until Choreesh put the shot down. I was the first one to try putting. Hehe Suresh Sir had the luck to witness to my historic lousy throw. KPz throw was way better.

Shal burst into a gloriously fast run during her lap in the obstacle race which pushed AE frm the 3rd to the 2nd spot. She was extrasupercool today :).

CS (Blues) apparently committed some foul nd a huge argument cum adi broke out..

[The AE obstacle race team]

Then it was photo session time for us and biriyani cum ice-cream session 4 the staff :(… The empty podium looked really tempting..:P

[the 'fight' 4 the first place :p]

And also clickd som pics of the sirs so tht we cn do som voodoo on them.. no actually we had other plans .. unfortunately we dint get that perfect shot.

[from left- the sir who either misinterpreted or had hallucinations about the feedback our class gave him whn we wer in s1s2.. then the sir who confiscated my camera during the excursion nd refused to close the shutter/lens tho it ws drizzling.. then the last two-aaaargh!!! ]


We were hanging around the new block when they put som music. Me nd KP broke into a disco.. saw KP stop suddenly..i danced for some more time nd turned around to see what KP was grinning sheepishly at… nd ther was Soju sir( affectionately known as Soju Maaman among the kids) beaming at us.. haa Naanam kettu ennallathe enthu parayaan :”>
Tug O’ war was the last event… The power houses of AE.. Shally, Helen nd Chechi Bandar bagged the prize 4 us.. EC wer the overall winners.. with us AE comin 2nd .. followed by CS.. IT ws nowhere to be seen..


[vadam vali]

Tho all of us hd great fun, this sports day was nowhere near last year’s in the fun scale.. Last year there was much more participation from the staff - Sajan Sir skidding across the ground during the relay, Sprint queen Jayalekshmi Ma’am beatin the Sirs, Jayamohan Sir’s laws of mechanics failing miserably during the tug O’ war, Smithy sir flying across the ground and almost past the Central jail compound wall, the library guy’s commentary, Soju sir long jumpin( or atleast making the effort)..Last year was fun :) This time staff participation was way less..But the ones who did take part did well..


[DungBombs of LBS]


In the evening, watched the Sirs nd kids play badminton for some time.. Was almost snoozing sitting in the bus on the way home and som stupid kid was pointing at me and saying ‘heeehoo chechi urangunnooo’.. Ok kid.. discovery of the millennium!! congratz nd get lost..I need to sleep.

LOST...

The monotone drags on and on
Failing to penetrate our skulls
Grown thick with indifference.
The four eyes stare at the blackboard
Wondering and wandering
Over lines that mean something
To them, but absolutely nothing
To the nonchalant thick skulls.

The eyes though well guarded
Behind black frames, dull and thick,
Give away the not so faint traces
Of expected amusement and contempt.
A sea of blank eyes stares back,
Some drowned in despair;
Drowsy ears distractedly listen
Comprehending nothing of
The alien sounds uttered with ease.

The desperate mind longing for life
Picks up a nonexistent thread
From a fabric stretching under strain.
It brings a smile in the corner
Of the lips moist with drool
From years of indifferent slumber
Lost in dense oblivion,
As the four eyes get lost among
The endless convolutions of time
Like many others before them.

- i usually don't write poetry.. but when life throws rotten things at u, therz no other option but to throw stuff back at it.

CHASING GANGA

WARNING: VERY LONG POST AHEAD

Was tryin to learn Tamil some days back.. had loads of guruz- KP whoz half Tamilian..Fatima who learnt tamil by watchin Sun TV..nd on n on… KP has resigned after hearing me construct my first Tamil sentence which went something like ‘adayaatthi, perinthnilayam etthiyaachoo anaalum nee auto nippattein!!’ Itz supposed to mean ‘why aren’t u stopping the auto though we’ve reachd the bus stop!!’.. Also learnt the word ‘kandravi’ which I think means somthing like ‘country fellow’.. Anyway one day I ws screamin ‘kandravi kandravi’ at someone nd landed in front of our princi who happenz to be a Tamilian :D..
This post aint abt me learnin tamil..Itz abt my Varanasi-Haridwar-Rishikesh-Mussorie(nd som more places) yaatra.. so kickin off with it.

Reached Delhi around noon on 15th.. Was my first plane journey(air deccan afcoz.. Nakkis own airlines :D). So was all xcitd abt it. Took loads of snaps of clouds nd the land down below. Looking down at the clouds ws a mindblowing xperience nd the Western Ghats ROCK!!! India looks like a PCB from up above, so was reminded of my tronix workshop all along :-B..

The train to Varanasi was around 7pm, so decided to visit the Mughal Gardens in the Rashtrapati Bhavan premises.. Dad’s wisecrack-‘Anyone in need of free massages should visit Delhi coz we’ve lost count of how many security checks we’ve been thru’ and at one place I was detained separately nd my bag made to go thru xtra security check. Ooo do I look tht dangerous?? :D.. Mughal Gardens lookd like som place out of a fairy tale buk.. exotic birds jumpin around, 100watts tulips, atom bomb-sized dahlias against the backdrop of the majestic residence of the Presi.. truly a mini-paradise.. and it’s open to the public 4 only one month in a year.. Perfect timing :)

During the train journey to Varanasi some guy left his AK47 on my berth.. How tempting :-P.. Reachd Varanasi in the morning.. On reaching the University entrance and reading what was written on the arch above I was like ‘WOW’.. Kaashi Vishwavidyalay(or ws it vidyapeedh??).. I had forgotten the fact that Varanasi nd Kaashi were one nd the same place.. Had a tough time finding our place of accommodation since all of us wer such ‘great’ Hindi pundits nd also coz the BHU campus seemed to be as big as Trivandrum city.. Tried remainin awake the whole time on the first day of the symposium nd also scared my sis by drawing amplifier ckt (which is probably the easiest ckt ever but my sis doesn’t knw tht :D).. But on the second day slept with mouth wide open like I used to do in Kolaz class in school.. It ws a Botany symposium on Genomics, nd me nd my sis wer accompanyin our parents (both of em botanists)..The only thing I knw about Botany is the scientific name of tomato (Lycopersicon esculentum) which I remember coz it sounds very YO!.. The food ther was grrrrrrrrrrrrrreat(it wolud take another post to describe all abt it).. hmm yummy yummy!!

It was Sivaraatri on the 1st day of the symposium.. Visited the new Kaashi Viswanath Temple in the BHU campus, in the evening. It looked like the typical Bollywood temple wher Nirupa Roy goes and bangs her head against pillars ‘tok!tok!’ nd shrieks ‘Bhagwaan tu paddhar hai!!!’..Early morning, on the 2nd day of the symposium, we went to the Ganga ghats, accompanied by 2 BHU students- Sishir nd Rakesh.. The journey to the ghats was by cycle rickshaw( the rickshaw guy seemed to be possessed by the Malayalee private bus drivers’ ghost!!He was flying over the gutters nd the bumps with me clinging onto the seat for my dear life.. Hmm but rickshaw people ther are a underpaid lot compared to the autorickshaw aka jet airways ovr here in Thiruvananthapuram..) Ws planning to watch the sunrise but it turned out to be too cloudy.. Each minute tht passed by durin the boat yaatra on the Ganga seemed like gloriously painted canvasses (oye drainage literature alert!!!). The ghats nd the ashrams, the foreigners in search of spirituality, the naked Naga sadhu, dogs who hve masterd the art of begging, children selling lamps made out of leaves to be floated on the Ganga, the river gleaming like som all-engulfin molten metal.. It ws picture perfect.

Went shopping tht evening.. Amma nd sis bought Benares sarees (frm the shop whch apparently supplies Ash Rai with Benarasi silk sarees :P) nd I went around with them blinking like an owl.. A certain friend of mine has this immense liking 4 north Indian guys nd later tht night during dinner I was like checkin out all the guys so tht I could text my frnd later sayin.. ‘Edey I’ve found de perfect guy 4 u’.. Hmm unfortunately not many smashin guys wer around :( .. tho one was ..aah never mind :D

Next day the BHU guys got 4 us a hired taxi.. This time Sujeet, Rakesh nd Aasish wer accompanyin us. We went around the city nd visited som temples.. all of them with absolutely tasteless architecture except 4 one durga temple which was a bit different. The old Kaashi Viswanath temple xpreience ws almost a culture shock.. The little street leadin to the temple ws full of mud nd slush nd yea we wer all barefoot. The security ther was so tight that the temple actually looked more like an xtensive police control room.. closed ckt cameras, metal detectors, AK47s.. The funniest or rather the most ironic thing happened when I entered the place wher som pujari was sittin in front of som devi’s idol.. Many devotees wer around grabbin the deity’s feet nd offerin money parsad nd stuff..nd this pujari calld me ‘beti yahaa aao’, then he said som holy stuff, blessd me, put a garland around my neck nd then continued, ‘achcha pati milegi’!! Man!! Out of all the dreamy eyed devotees out ther how the hell did he manage to pick out an atheist with marriage not even in the top 1000000 of her priorities to give his special matrimonial blessings =))

From Kaashi it ws straight to Sarnath.. one of the places that had captured my imagination when I was doin my History proj abt The Guptan Era (in school).. While working on the proj I had com across a painting of Buddha belonging to the Sarnath school of art nd I ws extremely obsessed with it..The new temple at Sarnath hd that painting on its wall..It ws grt to see the non-pixel version. The Stupa ther was unlike any architecture style I’ve seen before..truly unique and awe-inspiring.. The museum had the Lion Capital nd the remains of the Asoka Chakra on display.. also great Buddhist nd Hindu sculptures frm tht era.. A tiny sculpture of a tree god, a gandharva like face peeping from among the leaves had a real hypnotic quality about it. Getting lost in that great historical nd cultural presence is something thtz beyond words.
When we were buying som little mud figures of Buddha frm a lady, Achan asked if these things would break, nd the lady replied, ‘Even you will break if u fall’. That ws true Buddha style!!

From Sarnath we went to see the Triveni Sangamam in Allahabad.. Mustard fields wer on both sides of the road all along the way.. Until then I had seen them only in the movies. On the way to the Sangamam one of my parents’ colleagues read a signboard- ‘Kripya Vaay moodh’ which to us malayalees mean Plz cover ur mouth or rathr Plz Shut Up!..It ws supposd to be ‘Bai moodh’..Ha! was really funny..heehee ‘vaay moodh’ :)) ..hmm..Three rivers meeting, and one of them imaginary- beautiful piece of mythology!.. Yamuna ws bigger than Ganga there coz Ganga had been blocked upstream to conduct the Ardh Kumbh Mela..was pretty shocked to hear that. Saw the deserted arrangements that had been set up for the Mela..it ws in such a large scale..When I tried to click som snaps a bunch of local kids jumped in front of the cam nd started posing Bollywood ishtyle!!

We had cancelled our tickets from Varanasi to Delhi (Sivaganga Xpress happens to be the slowest train on the planet nd it wudn't hav reached Delhi on time 4 my parents' colleagues to catch their plane) nd were planning to get on a train from Allahabad to Delhi. Sishir nd another guy Robin joined us in Allahabad( they hd an xam ther tht day) nd all of them came to see us off and make sure tht we got a train. First we wer planning to take the Mahabodhi Xpress.. It arrived and the entire Bihari population seemed to be inside the train so we decided to wait 4 de next one.. The next train came nd the guys tried to get seats for us in the gen compartment..People wer pourin into the train through emergency exit windows nd whatever possible means of entry. I think Sujeet somhw managed to get inside while rest of the guys wer chutney-fied by the crowd or the mob rather. So finally we decided to get into the Sleeper class nd wait 4 the TTR to come nd kick us out. Dont think we’ll evr be able to thank the BHU guys enough..On a scale of 1-10 on helpfulness nd hospitality I’m gonna giv the guys a 20( heehee I knw tht sounds cheesy) ..

A Malayali helpd us out with the TTR stuff..Anywayz we paid the fine coz we dint wnt to give bribe to the TTR nd the policewaalaz..Their entire act to get som money outta us ws highly entertaining.. It ws freezing cold inside the train nd I ws havin a hard time sittin nd sleeping, so aftr somtime I got hold of som newspapers nd slept on de floor of de train usin my luggage as a pillow (I take up min space while sleepin coz I cn roll up like a pangolin :D)..Since it ws a train tht strted frm Allahabad it ws really clean..Around 5AM som seat got vacant nd I wnt nd slept on it..Sometime later I heard som ol’ guy say to another guy who came to occupy the seat, ‘Bachchi ko soneh do’ or something like tht..Bachchi??Hmm yea Bachchi whoz gonna turn 20 this year.. Anyways I put on my most cherubic face nd slept ther for som more time.. I shud’ve drooled too to be a more credible bachchi!!! Reached Delhi by 7AM.. Parents’ colleagues got to the airport on time..nd we set off to Mussorie later tht day..

The drive to Mussorie ws great.. Mustard fields lined with bare poplar trees against the setting sun nd the rising moon..surely among the top ten most beautiful sights I’ve seen. Mussorie ws also nice..not breathtakingly beautiful..but nice. Saw and touched snow for the first time in my life. But the sight of the snow covered white peaks of the Sivalik ranges in the distances was Woosh!!Swept me off my feet..
Rishikesh ws also nice..The two suspension bridges.. Ram Jhula nd Lakshman Jhula.. beautiful places..Esp Ram Jhula..Sitting on the banks of Ganga watchin the bridge up ther against the sunset ws great.
Reached Haridwar late at night..So missed the chance to see Ganga pooja whch ws supposed to be the highlight of the Yaatra.. Went to the MansaDevi temple in the morning..The ropeway was cool..The sight of Ganga meandering thru the city far down below was truly a breathtaking sight.. Then went to the ghats..Brahmkund/Hari ka paudi(or ws it pardi??).. Was not planning to take a bath..But Ganga ws so ice-cold, fast flowin, CLEAN nd beautiful there that I couldn’t resist jumping in.. had a real fun time splashin abt..Then changed into a Jubba nd som sorta weird pajama style track pants cum khakees (Haridwar products).. In tht attire combined with a big red tikka I looked like a little Uma Bharti.. This trip really hd an overdose of irony..Nyways Haridwar ws a truly fun place.
It ws then back to Delhi nd back to Thiruvananthapuram on 22nd.. Sankhumukham beach nd the ocean with little sailing boats nd catamarans greeted us fom below as we were gonna touch the ground.. The pic is a bit patchy coz the Decca ppl seemed to have forgotten to wash their plane that mornin nd the windows were all dusty :P..

Evrything happened so fast that the drive from the airport to home through all the familiar places seemed unreal.. For the past week I had been waking up in so many different places that I had a BIG shock when I finally woke up on my bed on Friday.. Then it ws back to college nd back to the usual stuff..
Those eight days wer truly rocking.. Everything abt it ws great- like me accidentally jumping on to shit in a mustard field, a sanayasi looking at me nd screeching ‘Monkey!!!Monkey!!’, a broken tape tht went ‘Aaditya mai tumari paltoo kuttha hoon!!’.. nd on n on..grrreatt :) ..

PS: TY Gingi for lettin me use tht ghats' pic :)