The Glossy Trip

After a long time I am writing a blog and am writing in office after a longer time. Today is one of the most hectic day in the past few months. But still I will manage few minutes to give a short update on my Nainital trip.

When my colleagues was  were planning this trip, I was a bit reluctant to go as I had many commitments for the week ending on 30th August. Amrit was coming to delhi and I wanted to spend some time with him. Ritesh Bhaiya was flying to london and I wanted to see him off. My colleagues emotionally blackmailed me for the trip and I am thankfull to them. In the final plan they asked to include Amrit too in the trip. But there was this little catch. He had to leave for Bhubaneswar on Sunday and we were scheduled for delhi by monday evening. When I conveyed this to Amrit he readily agreed(Thanks buddy!) but he said that he will leave for delhi on saturday eve. And saturday evening was the time we would be reaching nainital.

On Friday I picked him up from India Habitat Centre around 3 pm, after his seminar ended. We reached my place at around four. I left for the office and he started with a half filled bacardi white rum. Andy picked him from the domestic airport around 3:30 am saturday morning and he was there in my office by 4 am. We left for nainital around 5am. We were 9 people in two cars. Andy was driving his swift and Manish(my manager) was driving his Alto. Maruti rocks.

We had our morning tea at Hapur. While we were about to reach Moradabad. We saw Manish’s car suddenly disappearing after the road suddenly disappeared and appeared five feet below where it actually should be. Manish has his wit and controlled the car efficiently and it did not topple. Thank God!!

The road from Rampur to Bilaspur was all messed up and full of potholes. Andy’s car has a low clearance and its under was touching every now and then. Slowly the frustration of Andy began to rise and we have to sing ‘Duniya ka nara.. jame raho’ for him. I guess it made his life easier and he concentrated more on our worst voice than the lesser worst(?) road. When we were about to end that stretch we saw Manish’s car was punctured and Amrit was changing tyres. Having an engineer friend has benefits of its own.

The rest of the journey was cool and we reached nainital around 4 pm. We didnt have a pre-booked hotel and it suddenly started raining cats, dogs and pigs. We drenched in the rain, found a hotel, bought a packet of cigarette(the one I was carrying was over). The hotelwallah helped us to get a ticket for Amrit back delhi. The bus was at 9 pm. He had around 4 hours to talk, to eat, to drink, to see nainital and to whatever he wished to. He started with his Andaman trip videos. After the videos was over everyone was in awe of him.

After the video part we asked hotelwallah to get us some booze and food to eat. We started with our drinks at around 8:15 pm. Amrit had his food and drink and we were ready to see him off. We walked till the bus stop in our half sleeves. Weather was bit chill after the rains.

We came back, everyone gathered in the room and we resumed our drink. The girls settled with chips and softdrinks. We listened to Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, Ghulam Ali, Kabban Mirza. We talked, smoked and had our drink till 2am. Had our chilled dinner(we have opted this as the hotel did not serve after 9:30 pm). We slept after that.

We woke up at around 8 am the next morning and headed towards Bheemtal. We did boating there, next was naukuchiatal then back to nainital and few places around nainital. We finally returned to our hotel around 7pm.

Gathered again around 8:30 pm and started with the drinks. This time we talked for straight 6 hours on everything that comes under the sun or over the sun. I learnt few trivial things. Thanks!

We left for delhi on Sunday Monday morning and took the road less travelled. The road and the landscape was amazing. And safely reached delhi by sunday evening.

I guess this is the longest and the most boring blog I have written about the most memorable and exciting trip.

All I earned in this trip is a half filled(not sure on this) lip gloss. Thanks!

Narkanda Trip

Lets first talk about the second song quiz. I was expecting atleast one right reply. But you dont always get what you expect.

The song from which the line is picked is Masti mein chhed ke taran koi dil ka.. aaj lutayega khazana koi dil ka from the movie Haqeeqat(1964).

It was a three days weekend at my company due to US independance day. My colleagues has already planned for a hill tour and fortunately I was also a part of it. We have planned for Narkanda(Himachal Pradesh) and had already booked cabs and hotel. There were 12 of us, each with a unique distinct taste. And that was the best part of this tour, apart from clouds entering your hotel room while you are smoking and having green apple vodka shots.

I wont be writing each and every details of the trip. I am too bad at describing things. But will try to capture the crux in the bullet points.

We happily left around 4 am friday morning from our office and reached Narkanda at 5 pm same day. The journey was good despite few people who were sitting in the middle of the Innova hurt their backside. The beers remained chilled and the cigarettes burned as its miss Basu who is lighting them with her ever ignited lever. We have already divided ourself in two groups, and despite of several attempts by some irrational thoughts, showed some great team bonding and stuck to our group. We even showed discontent on our face if someone tried to break our bonding.

After reaching Narkanda it was time for a hot water bath and vodka shots followed by some photoshoots and sing by guitar sessions.

Nothing happening happened on next day except the team building excercise that we did in our separate rooms and again some shots with photoshoots.

We started for Delhi on Sunday noon and was back on Monday morning. On our way back we also stopped at Shimla for a couple of hours. Shimla is just like Chandni Chowk with view of hills.

I wanted to write a bigger post regarding this trip but have lost all the points in the past two days. Perception is nothing better than suicide.

I cannot remember when did I read it but it was in my english book. Your destiny is not always your destination.

PS:- My bike is all up and running. Love you 3427..