“Rise and shine!” That’s the first thing I read in the morning. It was 5am and Addy had given me orders to wake him alone up, assuring me that he would manage to wake everyone else up. I did as he said. I was sandwiched between Preethi and the side of the tent. With great difficulty, I found my phone, which was beeping loudly and held it high up in the air so Addy would hear it and wake up. When no one stirred, I yelled out “5 O CLOCK!!” To this, Addy responded saying “5 minutes”. He didn’t even open his eyes. I shrugged and went back to sleep. Every five minutes my alarm rang and I announced the time each time but there was no point anyway. (It seems like only Suraj didn’t hear my calls. He was completely unaware of the announcements when asked about it later in the evening.) Eventually, all of us got up at 10am. There! We blew up our plans of trekking early in the morning to KP. Mr.Prepontaneous was up before any one of us. We went to Battey maney and brushed, washed our faces and answered nature’s call. Preethi made bread cheese breakfast for us. It was very tasty. Addy and Suraj licked the box clean and threw it aside. We went back to our tent and realised how amazing the shape was! “Wah!” :P It wasn’t even a triangle! Sheesh! We sat near it for a while. It was a “plan meeting”. We planned to stay back that day at Bhatta’s house and leave to KP in the evening. In order to kill time, we started exploring the places around Battey mane. We saw a small stream where I saw a guy wearing an Arsenal jersey. As always, I got damn excited. His gang (mainly comprised of old men and a few boring nerdy guys) was sitting by the stream. We walked up along the stream looking for snakes and in Cosmo’s case, crabs. We found a small pond covered with leaves and maggots. Addy wanted to clear it up and make it a Jacuzzi. Haha! Yeah right! We went back towards the gang of old men and sat somewhere close to them. We sat idly for what seemed like an hour. We were relaxing, you see. Addy came up with a game, which required us to put on our thinking caps. He challenged us to create something with all the junk lying around. (Remember TV, Microwave oven??) It was when the boys were having some stupid competition with their Kings; Prepontaneous came up with the word squish. Hehe. Finally after enough rest, we went back near our tent to put our plans to action.
Then again (it’s almost predictable now!), the super girls foiled the plans. It was around 35-40 degrees and we had absolutely no interest, curiosity or anything to do with KP whatsoever. We called Addy’s mum and explained that it was too hot to trek. Addy spoke to her for about ten minutes. This conversation included heated arguments, convincing his mum about how hot it was, general discussions to do with the number of tents and all that. Finally we heard Addy say “What? (Oh shit!) Happy Birthday ma!” Hehe. We all started laughing. He reminded her of some gift that he had given her and spoke nicely for a while and hung up. It was decided that we would go to Madikeri after trekking down so that we could “chill” at Abbey Falls. :P We packed our tent, went to Bhatta’s house, took our entire luggage which now included the bus people’s tents too! $&%^**! It was around 12 noon when we started to trek. The boys dipped their tshirts in water before we could start. Lucky bums! Anyway, we were full of energy. Suraj led us and I followed. Cosmo was behind me, closely followed by Dimps and Addy. We started a small game where Su would sing a word and I would add another word and we would go on until we had a nice one-line song. Hehe. The only sensible sentence we made was “The drums sound so weird”. So creative! :P We had gained superb momentum and it was hard to stop. As we were singing, God blessed us with network and Cosmo got a whole lot of text messages. We heard him say “Holy Cow! A guy from my hostel died!” We were all shocked for a second and did not know what to say. Cosmo broke the tension by running down the hill, full speed and then falling, skidding and yelling at the same time for five seconds. Lmao! None of us could control laughing. I asked who died and he said “Bhaskar! Oh no! Now I have to go to Udupi!” Hahahahaha! Prepontaneous enquired Cosmo about the idea of running down the hill. He said Cosmo thought he could go and save Bhaskar if he ran. Or maybe he planned to run to Udupi. God knows what made him run! That incident was so damn funny! He got a message that said “Bhaskar died” and he just ran! Hahahahaha!! Only people who were there will understand. Hehe. The whole process of climbing downhill was funny. We all seemed dazed and confused and wasted. We laughed at absolutely anything! Cosmo promised to give us all anything we asked for if we reached down in two hours. We took up the challenge and trekked down swiftly. Addy was suffering from ankle pain and was finding it hard to walk. We found the “2500 mts” part and sat down there for fifteen minutes. We sang the Chun Chun song and we realised that Dimps had a very weird way of saying “Om”. She would say “Aaaum” in a so-called “deep” voice. Hehe. Laughing about it, we all ended the break, this time with lesser enthusiasm than the beginning. Slowly, the break frequency and duration started increasing. Cosmo and I saw a gigantic snake. It was brownish with black stripes. We made Suraj so jealous. We met some mental guy on the way who said we had 6 more kms to descend. The bloody thing seemed endless! We went on and on and on and on and on. Finally when we could trek no more, we broke down. With no fuel to energize us, we lay there, rummaging our bags looking for signs of food. We were starving like mad. We ate a packet of raisons and ellu-bella hungrily. Our last resort was cheese. Sigh! We opened a box of cheese and ate it. Addy said “oota kodi” to passers by. Such was the misery that fell upon us! That was the longest break ever. We wasted a whole hour sitting there. We put peanuts in cheese and ate it. We put cheese in ellu-bella and I was dared to eat it. Big deal I thought and ate it! I actually enjoyed it and ate more! Hehe. By now, the Brahmin – Gowda – Golla – Browda argument had long begun. Each of us argued about our status in the society. Hehe. God pitied our pitiable state and gave us power to walk again. We got our asses off the hard rocks and trekked down with determination ready to face a long, irritating path. To our pleasant surprise, we reached the bottom just after two bloody minutes! We wasted an hour for two minutes’ trek! Shit! We laughed for two days at this thought. Hehe. We quenched our thirst with Citron from a small shop. There were around four black cats lingering around. The white shirt flirt came down the path and said “Hi yaar. I expected something from you guys. Why didn’t you go up?” We told him we went to some other peak. We asked him how the view from KP was. He said “the view was….” And he made an action like he was trying to wriggle out a cockroach from his shirt. Lol! Addy completed his sentence with ‘beautiful”. Hehe. Laughing at that bugger, we entered Kukke. We had a nice snack at Neo Mysore Café or something like that. (Wow was it called Mysore café?) We got rid of our bags and headed towards the temple. Addy was adamant about the whole idea of going to temples until he got to know that the ladies in the temple were topless! (LOL!) He was suddenly Subramanya’s No.1 devotee. He was damn excited when we entered. He threw his eyes around for hot chicks. :P We told him he’d find them inside the room where the idol was kept. We went in search of the water body, which is usually there at temples so that Cosmo could throw the thread that he was wearing. We went through a market place where bhajans served as a background for our crappy talk. We sat by the peepal tree and spoke about how Ganesha got an elephant’s face. We laughed a lot generally and prayed to God and went to the market. Addy went absolutely crazy on seeing the fake tattoo moulds. He got five tattoos, which included an eagle, a tiger that read TIGER :P, a hanuman, a ganesha and a politician. Suraj got a KSRTC symbol, a hanuman, an eagle and a snake with a heart shaped head. Cosmo got a flower and an eagle. Preethi got an Om. I got some random design. Omg! How could I forget?!? Addy got one that said “Life Wife” in a tacky heart shape. That was the best tattoo! We laughed our asses off while getting tattoos. When the tattoo lady said 55rs Addy and Su were like “parvagilla” and started walking away. Haha! Slowly we walked towards the astrologer. Cosmo was going to get his palm read. We waited outside for fifteen minutes while Suraj read Cosmo’s palm and said quite a bit that made sense. At least he made more sense than the astrologer. The astrologer claimed that Cosmo would become an artist! He also said that Cosmo would become a man at 40 years of age and that he had “monk buddhi”. LOL! After the chap read his palm, he sat waiting for cash. As usual, all of us ran out. Cosmo gave the astrologer 10 bucks and came out looking embarrassed. We went back to the temple and met Vishwanath. With completely straight faces, we told him that the purohit in the temple tattooed everyone who went in there. I can’t believe he bought that. Giggling, we all ran out of the temple. After one shot of Lime soda each, we sat near the car playing Dumb Charades. Khoon Mein Taley Samose, Monochromatic Destiny, Mother of Incandescence, The Gallous Bladder, all of which are made up movies were acted out with sheer brilliance! We then set off for dinner to Neo Mysore Café again. We had a proper South Indian Meal, which pretty much sucked. Suraj kept giving Strum arbitrary sentences like “there is not one in the Jacuzzi” and “You are a clown” and “You suck at acting” to act out. Hehe. I gave him “Dude where’s my car” and something happened and Cosmo called Dimps a citag and things went a little out of hand. We saw Suraj and Cosmo having a heated argument standing outside. Dimps and I actually got scared to interfere. Later Suraj came and told us that his justification was that Cosmo was a close friend so he could pick on him. He didn’t even apologise! Haha! After dinner, Vishwanath came and gave us some cash for the tents and left.
We left to Madikeri that night. The driver played kickass Kannada music. Loulou loulou crazy loulou nangay Lou illa. (Lmao!) After that, all of us fell asleep. We reached Madikeri at 1:30am. Since it was a weekend plus Republic Day, all rooms in all lodges were occupied. Even Hotel Lodge! Hehe. We were all dreamy and confused. The driver had parked the car outside a petrol bunk. Our plight was so hopeless that we decided to pitch our tent in the Petrol Bunk and sleep. I am NOT kidding! We were all ready for it when Addy rejected the idea. Then we considered a school ground but didn’t want to seem like aliens in a weird space ship to the kids. Hehe. So we kept driving around when Addy and Suraj found a flight of stairs to the right, leading to some clandestine area. They came running down the stairs. They had found the perfect spot. The rest of us climbed up the stairs hesitantly. It was damn cold. On the right was a silhouette of a water tank and some buildings that looked abandoned. On the right was a burnt down forest. It looked eerie and gave me the creeps. The top looked like a local sight seeing spot. It had sitting area with a roof. We pitched our tent there and I lay down in the tent until I got scared. Everyone else was sitting outside and enjoying a terrific view of the city in the dark, with nice slow music perfect for the night. Addy and Dimps gave the Rang De Basanti pose. No one spoke much. Suraj seemed to be in a bad mood for some reason. He didn’t utter a word! After enjoying the beauty of the night, I went into the tent. Suraj followed. Both of us slept off. I have no idea what happened after that. Maybe Addy or Cosmo could complete the night.
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Day of the tedious trek!
The first thing that happened that morning was (as far as I can remember) that I found a cute little puppy. It looked just like my dog. While Addy and Suraj went around looking for a room, I played with the puppy. They came back with news that there were no rooms anywhere. So we were to freshen up in the temple premises. Cosmo and I went first. We brushed and washed our faces quickly. Addy, Preethi and Suraj went next. They freshened up and returned and soon we were on the road handing over sleeping bags and tents to Vishwanath and others. We got rid of some luggage and went for breakfast. It was the most cramped up and crowded restaurant I had seen! We found a table and ordered for 3 masala doseys and two idlis. I think it was then that we were discussing what we could have for dinner when we were to camp at KP and Cosmo made the funniest statement we had heard by far – “We can boil water using leaves”. Can you believe it? Leaves!! He intended to boil water in leaves and make Maggie or something. Hahahaha! I still laugh my head off thinking of that. After tea and coffee we met the people from the bus and left for the trek. We first went through a tiny gully and reached some open space with trees all around. That’s where we found the celebrated “electric” fencing. Hehe. Suraj got a nice long electric shock and was kind enough to get struck again and again by the shock just for the videos. It was LEGEN-wait for it-DARY! :P (You can access the videos from Addy’s Fb profile.) Meanwhile, Cosmo went hunting for crabs in a small stream by the coconut grove.
We started the upward trek by around 9:30, all of us with our backpacks. We took turns carrying the tent we had. Surprisingly, Dimps and Suraj were really fast. Everything was all right until I started feeling ill. It was the thought that I hadn’t got a wink of sleep that troubled me the most. My head started spinning. After climbing up like 500mts I felt extremely sick and threw up! Addy came to the rescue and gave me Pudinhara but I threw up even more. :P (All puking incidents are so funny. I vomited even while going to Kudremukh. Damn! I got out of the bus saying “Wow! I feel good!” and Blearghh!! Haha! Everyone laughed instead of giving me water or something. Bloody!!) Anyway, I still didn’t feel so good. We trekked a little more, and Cosmo carried my bag all the way. The trip was all about crab fishing and snail hunting and carrying other’s luggage for him. Hehe. The boys and Preethi found a nice big tree with branches hanging out like that of a Banyan tree and I found a nice big rock and fell asleep immediately. Addy, Preethi and Suraj climbed up the tree and did some kothi kelsa (Addy, that means monkey’s work) for half an hour. I don’t remember much of that. It was like a dream. By the time I got up, the three of them had climbed down and I was feeling much better. We took breaks every ten minutes. The breaks were the best part of the trip! Our breaks were for fifteen minutes each. While the boys polluted the fresh air, the girls enjoyed the beauty of nature. Hehe. We had trekked for about two hours and we were damn proud that we had climbed almost five kms when we saw a rock that said “Bhattara maney 2500 mts -->”. We were so disappointed and we decided to rest for some more time, simply out of self-pity more than anything else. From then on, instead of speeding up the trek, we extended our break time. Soon the shady forest area vanished and we found ourselves treading on barren land. It was scorching hot! What weather! We perspired so much; we didn’t have to pee for two days. :P We were so eager to reach some Godforsaken Bhatta’s house that Addy and Suraj confidently took a shortcut and led the five of us (the white-shirt-nice-smile-flirt and his friend included). They trekked swiftly and reached the top of the hill we were climbing, only to realise that we were headed in the wrong direction. The morons didn’t even tell us. They just walked away and left us wondering where they went. We marched on in the hot sun, ignorant of where exactly we were going. As the border of the hill lowered, our eyes met a wonderful sight. Bhatta’s house!!! At least we thought that was his house. It was not long before we realised that we completely off track. We stomped on the grass, trying to find our way, cursing the other two goofballs. We had another idiot with us clicking pictures and saying “Wow! Such a beautiful smile ya” every three seconds to Dimps. Cosmo was pissed off that his smile wasn’t being admired! (Heh!) We found a pile of small rocks arranged in a tall triangular manner. It looked very authentic in the middle of nowhere. We clicked some more pictures there and trekked continuously for fifteen minutes. We saw Addy and Suraj waving at us from down below, which was the right path. I remember saying “humph” looking at them. Hehe. The sight of Bhatta’s house and the imaginary food and nice cold water were the only sources of motivation. Only after reaching the entrance of the house did we comprehend that what we thought was the Battey Maney (according to Addy) was actually just a couple of benches.
Bhattara maney was a wide area with two spacious buildings with thatched roofs. One building served as a kitchen and dining place whereas the other one had a cow shed and a bathroom. The first thing we all did was drink cool water from a pipe that brought water for us from a well. The water was so tasty; I filled half my stomach with it. Then we pounced on the food! The delicacies for the afternoon were some sambar rice and majjigay. It is the yummiest majjigay I have ever had. Dimps, Suraj and I had like eight glasses each and were super full and ready for a siesta. We went towards the Areca nut plantations and sought after a shady place. We climbed teeny weenie bridges and found the perfect place. We sat and (ahem) planned the day for a while. We came to a decision and that was to leave to KP at around 5pm and soon I fell asleep. Addy, Suraj and Dimps played 50 games of Rummy (apparently) while I slept. Cosmo was asleep too. Addy termed the sight of our half dead bodies as an African Massacre. Hehe. After we all got up, there was an awkward silence for sometime. I suggested we play Dumb Charades. After two rounds of the game we realised that Cosmo can’t act for nuts. Hehe. We were all too lazy to leave to KP at that time. It was around 6. Cosmo was the only one who was very keen on trekking again. We went to the forest department to obtain permission, almost confident that we wouldn’t get it. To our surprise, the man in charge said we could go at even 6pm and leave immediately and camp at Somvarpet. For some reason, we didn’t leave that evening and again made plans to leave early the next day. I think that day was the dullest day of the trip. We went for a walk uphill, climbed to the highest part of the nearest hill and sat there till it got really dark. It was a starry night. I have never ever seen so many stars in my life! The sky almost looked gaudy with so much jewellery on her. She managed to look gorgeous at the same time. I didn’t take my eyes off the sky because I hoped to see a shooting star. We saw so many tiny dots moving, some quite fast and others at snail’s pace. There was this one particular red and silver dot that led us to a tiny argument. Addy and I said it was a satellite while Suraj, Dimps and Cosmo said it was too fast to be a satellite and that it was a plane. We could frequently see torchlights coming from the path to KP, some of them really bright. They looked gothic. After half an hour’s star gazing, Addy and Suraj started telling us ghost stories. The only one who really got scared was Cosmo. He said “Someone please hold my hand!! Suraj!! Give me your hand!!” Haha! They made a cute couple through out the trip. We left the hilltop with Addy, Suraj and Dimps desiring to call spirits of dead people. Dimps had already done this once, so that encouraged the Hanuman brothers to call the spirit of their friend Ramdev, who passed away under mysterious circumstances. At Bhatta’s house, we had a light dinner and again a litre of majjigay and Su and Addy were off to look for a spot on the hill to pitch our tent. They came back holding the lantern-like tent torch high in the air and gave us a winning smile. They had found a spot on some corner of the hill. Addy, Dimps, Su and Cosmo pitched the tent while I held the torch as high as I could. We put our tents and were checking it. While we were at it, we realised that about just ten yards away, two more groups had pitched their tents and had campfires. We sat in our tent admiring it. It was around 11:30pm. We decided to call Ramdev’s spirit and Dimps wrote down 0-9, A-Z, YES, NO. HELLO and GOODBYE on a sheet and Addy prepared a speech to send the spirit away after “talking to it”. We all held hands and were asked to concentrate on Ramdev for some two minutes. After about thirty seconds Addy and I burst out with laughter listening to some guy singing in Gibberish in the other tent. It was tooo funny! Addy can imitate that guy well. Hehe. Dimps and Suraj had such straight looks on their faces; they had me wondering if they were deaf and didn’t hear the funny song. They yelled at us and made us close our eyes again. We tried, but the song was just too funny. Suraj and Dimps got fed up and refused to do it once more. I think Dimps said something like we were disrespecting the spirits. :P Addy tried convincing them to do it after fifteen minutes when he would’ve gotten over the uproarious song but in vain. Basically, calling poor Ramdev’s spirit turned out to be a fruitless effort. We decided to postpone that along with the trek to KP. After setting three alarms, we fell asleep on the bumpy bottom of our beautifully shaped tent. :)
We started the upward trek by around 9:30, all of us with our backpacks. We took turns carrying the tent we had. Surprisingly, Dimps and Suraj were really fast. Everything was all right until I started feeling ill. It was the thought that I hadn’t got a wink of sleep that troubled me the most. My head started spinning. After climbing up like 500mts I felt extremely sick and threw up! Addy came to the rescue and gave me Pudinhara but I threw up even more. :P (All puking incidents are so funny. I vomited even while going to Kudremukh. Damn! I got out of the bus saying “Wow! I feel good!” and Blearghh!! Haha! Everyone laughed instead of giving me water or something. Bloody!!) Anyway, I still didn’t feel so good. We trekked a little more, and Cosmo carried my bag all the way. The trip was all about crab fishing and snail hunting and carrying other’s luggage for him. Hehe. The boys and Preethi found a nice big tree with branches hanging out like that of a Banyan tree and I found a nice big rock and fell asleep immediately. Addy, Preethi and Suraj climbed up the tree and did some kothi kelsa (Addy, that means monkey’s work) for half an hour. I don’t remember much of that. It was like a dream. By the time I got up, the three of them had climbed down and I was feeling much better. We took breaks every ten minutes. The breaks were the best part of the trip! Our breaks were for fifteen minutes each. While the boys polluted the fresh air, the girls enjoyed the beauty of nature. Hehe. We had trekked for about two hours and we were damn proud that we had climbed almost five kms when we saw a rock that said “Bhattara maney 2500 mts -->”. We were so disappointed and we decided to rest for some more time, simply out of self-pity more than anything else. From then on, instead of speeding up the trek, we extended our break time. Soon the shady forest area vanished and we found ourselves treading on barren land. It was scorching hot! What weather! We perspired so much; we didn’t have to pee for two days. :P We were so eager to reach some Godforsaken Bhatta’s house that Addy and Suraj confidently took a shortcut and led the five of us (the white-shirt-nice-smile-flirt and his friend included). They trekked swiftly and reached the top of the hill we were climbing, only to realise that we were headed in the wrong direction. The morons didn’t even tell us. They just walked away and left us wondering where they went. We marched on in the hot sun, ignorant of where exactly we were going. As the border of the hill lowered, our eyes met a wonderful sight. Bhatta’s house!!! At least we thought that was his house. It was not long before we realised that we completely off track. We stomped on the grass, trying to find our way, cursing the other two goofballs. We had another idiot with us clicking pictures and saying “Wow! Such a beautiful smile ya” every three seconds to Dimps. Cosmo was pissed off that his smile wasn’t being admired! (Heh!) We found a pile of small rocks arranged in a tall triangular manner. It looked very authentic in the middle of nowhere. We clicked some more pictures there and trekked continuously for fifteen minutes. We saw Addy and Suraj waving at us from down below, which was the right path. I remember saying “humph” looking at them. Hehe. The sight of Bhatta’s house and the imaginary food and nice cold water were the only sources of motivation. Only after reaching the entrance of the house did we comprehend that what we thought was the Battey Maney (according to Addy) was actually just a couple of benches.
Bhattara maney was a wide area with two spacious buildings with thatched roofs. One building served as a kitchen and dining place whereas the other one had a cow shed and a bathroom. The first thing we all did was drink cool water from a pipe that brought water for us from a well. The water was so tasty; I filled half my stomach with it. Then we pounced on the food! The delicacies for the afternoon were some sambar rice and majjigay. It is the yummiest majjigay I have ever had. Dimps, Suraj and I had like eight glasses each and were super full and ready for a siesta. We went towards the Areca nut plantations and sought after a shady place. We climbed teeny weenie bridges and found the perfect place. We sat and (ahem) planned the day for a while. We came to a decision and that was to leave to KP at around 5pm and soon I fell asleep. Addy, Suraj and Dimps played 50 games of Rummy (apparently) while I slept. Cosmo was asleep too. Addy termed the sight of our half dead bodies as an African Massacre. Hehe. After we all got up, there was an awkward silence for sometime. I suggested we play Dumb Charades. After two rounds of the game we realised that Cosmo can’t act for nuts. Hehe. We were all too lazy to leave to KP at that time. It was around 6. Cosmo was the only one who was very keen on trekking again. We went to the forest department to obtain permission, almost confident that we wouldn’t get it. To our surprise, the man in charge said we could go at even 6pm and leave immediately and camp at Somvarpet. For some reason, we didn’t leave that evening and again made plans to leave early the next day. I think that day was the dullest day of the trip. We went for a walk uphill, climbed to the highest part of the nearest hill and sat there till it got really dark. It was a starry night. I have never ever seen so many stars in my life! The sky almost looked gaudy with so much jewellery on her. She managed to look gorgeous at the same time. I didn’t take my eyes off the sky because I hoped to see a shooting star. We saw so many tiny dots moving, some quite fast and others at snail’s pace. There was this one particular red and silver dot that led us to a tiny argument. Addy and I said it was a satellite while Suraj, Dimps and Cosmo said it was too fast to be a satellite and that it was a plane. We could frequently see torchlights coming from the path to KP, some of them really bright. They looked gothic. After half an hour’s star gazing, Addy and Suraj started telling us ghost stories. The only one who really got scared was Cosmo. He said “Someone please hold my hand!! Suraj!! Give me your hand!!” Haha! They made a cute couple through out the trip. We left the hilltop with Addy, Suraj and Dimps desiring to call spirits of dead people. Dimps had already done this once, so that encouraged the Hanuman brothers to call the spirit of their friend Ramdev, who passed away under mysterious circumstances. At Bhatta’s house, we had a light dinner and again a litre of majjigay and Su and Addy were off to look for a spot on the hill to pitch our tent. They came back holding the lantern-like tent torch high in the air and gave us a winning smile. They had found a spot on some corner of the hill. Addy, Dimps, Su and Cosmo pitched the tent while I held the torch as high as I could. We put our tents and were checking it. While we were at it, we realised that about just ten yards away, two more groups had pitched their tents and had campfires. We sat in our tent admiring it. It was around 11:30pm. We decided to call Ramdev’s spirit and Dimps wrote down 0-9, A-Z, YES, NO. HELLO and GOODBYE on a sheet and Addy prepared a speech to send the spirit away after “talking to it”. We all held hands and were asked to concentrate on Ramdev for some two minutes. After about thirty seconds Addy and I burst out with laughter listening to some guy singing in Gibberish in the other tent. It was tooo funny! Addy can imitate that guy well. Hehe. Dimps and Suraj had such straight looks on their faces; they had me wondering if they were deaf and didn’t hear the funny song. They yelled at us and made us close our eyes again. We tried, but the song was just too funny. Suraj and Dimps got fed up and refused to do it once more. I think Dimps said something like we were disrespecting the spirits. :P Addy tried convincing them to do it after fifteen minutes when he would’ve gotten over the uproarious song but in vain. Basically, calling poor Ramdev’s spirit turned out to be a fruitless effort. We decided to postpone that along with the trek to KP. After setting three alarms, we fell asleep on the bumpy bottom of our beautifully shaped tent. :)
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Trip to Kumaraparvatha (NOT!)
Chun Chun Chun. Oops!
(To be sung with slow, low “Om”s and high pitched Chun Chun Chun’s in the background.)
If you are smart enough, then figure it out. (Chun Chun Chun)
If you are dumb enough, then you’re in without a doubt. (Chun Chun Chun)
With Lungies so tight and heads so shiny,
Everybody here has a brain so tiny!
If you ain’t a hunk, then you can become a monk,
We tried so hard but the knowledge never sunk.
This place is fantastic; I’m just being sarcastic.
Oops! It’s my college!
Hehe, that song is dedicated to Cosmo’s college-AIT. What a perfect way to end the song! That’s the first thing we did in the car, on our way to Kukke. We departed at around 11pm from Addy’s place, stopped at dhaba for dinner where we played a round of truth of dare just to get to know each other better. The only thing we actually got to know was that Suraj hated pigeons. :P
After dinner, we relaxed in the car, talking, playing, telling each other ghost stories, etc. We all tried so hard to sleep but none of us could. We got out of the car at around 4am in a small town, in order to wait for the bus that was coming along with us. We found an old man exercising near a pole and we told him that Cosmo thought he was a ghost :P (C’mon! Who the hell wakes up at 4am to exercise!). The four of them played football with a coconut for a while until we decided to leave. After a shot of tea and some biscuits we left to Kukke along with the bus. In an hour’s ride, all of them managed to get at least 45 minutes of sleep while I stayed up to give the driver company. :P
(To be sung with slow, low “Om”s and high pitched Chun Chun Chun’s in the background.)
If you are smart enough, then figure it out. (Chun Chun Chun)
If you are dumb enough, then you’re in without a doubt. (Chun Chun Chun)
With Lungies so tight and heads so shiny,
Everybody here has a brain so tiny!
If you ain’t a hunk, then you can become a monk,
We tried so hard but the knowledge never sunk.
This place is fantastic; I’m just being sarcastic.
Oops! It’s my college!
Hehe, that song is dedicated to Cosmo’s college-AIT. What a perfect way to end the song! That’s the first thing we did in the car, on our way to Kukke. We departed at around 11pm from Addy’s place, stopped at dhaba for dinner where we played a round of truth of dare just to get to know each other better. The only thing we actually got to know was that Suraj hated pigeons. :P
After dinner, we relaxed in the car, talking, playing, telling each other ghost stories, etc. We all tried so hard to sleep but none of us could. We got out of the car at around 4am in a small town, in order to wait for the bus that was coming along with us. We found an old man exercising near a pole and we told him that Cosmo thought he was a ghost :P (C’mon! Who the hell wakes up at 4am to exercise!). The four of them played football with a coconut for a while until we decided to leave. After a shot of tea and some biscuits we left to Kukke along with the bus. In an hour’s ride, all of them managed to get at least 45 minutes of sleep while I stayed up to give the driver company. :P
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Day 3 : May 18th, 2008
“SWAAAATHIII!!!! Wake up!!! We got garlic bread with cheese and an Exotica with extra Jalapeño toppings on it!!”. If, they had said that, I guess I would’ve woken up! But no. It was “Swaathhiiii!! Wake up! We’ll get late and we’ll never be able to camp! You have to have a bath immediately and a quick one! (That’s the last thing someone should say to wake me up. I hate baths. Especially short ones.)” I wish I knew how to drive, because Hrishi got to sleep for longer simply because he was supposed to drive. Anyway, I reluctantly got up, brushed, had a quick bath, had tea and sat next to Sanju watching TV, until everyone got ready. We went to “New Hotel” for breakfast. We needed enough Shakthi to last the trek. The hotel was just down the road. It seemed like our home-stay was in the center of the town. But maybe it was because Kalpetta was such a small town. It is probably as big as Malleshwaram. New Hotel had pakka Kerala food. We saw weird looking idlis and a strange noodles-like item. There was also the normal vada, dosa and all that. First thing Hrishi ordered was “Soodu Vezam”, that was actually hot, pink water! It looked really nice. :P And then Sanju ordered for the one and only “Puttu”. Haha. That’s actually what it’s called. The waiter brought 5 pieces of the idly kind of thing and served us one apiece. It had a lot of coconut sprinkled on it. Sanju asked for Coconut milk as a side dish. The guy brought a whole bowl of grated coconut and placed it on the table. Haha. Poor chap! Given a chance, I think Keralites will eat raw coconut with all meals! The guy brought coconut milk, which was a side dish for everything, the Puttu, the appam, the nool Puttu (the noodles-like thing). It all tasted pretty decent. Sanju fell in love with the Puttu. He literally went crazy!! Kept saying “Puttu rocks” and kept talking to his Puttu. It was too funny. After paying the bill, we got our arses out of that place and started towards Chembra peak.
At 2100 mts above mean sea level, Chembra is the highest peak in Wayanad and is ideal for trekking. It’s a 6 km long trek and apparently, the view from atop the mountain is exhilarating. I’m saying “apparently” because we couldn’t reach the peak. It was very tiring and hot. We had to drive till a point by car and then move on foot. There was some Malayalam movie-shooting going on there. We walked for like 5 minutes along the path and Hrishi got bored. He looked towards his left and said that was the way and claimed that he had taken the same route when he had come here previously. There was an overgrowth of grass and I don’t know if it was because I didn’t have my glasses, but I could see absolutely no path there. We followed Hrishi, uncertain of what was in store for us. It was completely erratic. We didn’t know where we were going. All we knew was that as long as we’re going upwards, we’re going in the right direction. The ground was slippery. I was told to hold on to the roots of the grass and that I could completely rely on them. So we all went up, grabbing onto all the blades of grass we could. By the time we reached a small landing, all of us had deep cuts on our fingers. Yes, when I say blades of grass, I mean it. They mercilessly cut into you. I guess I have very sensitive skin because my hand had so many scratches and fresh cuts; it looked like the aftermath of a catfight. After a short water break, we looked upwards. There was no more grass. There were huge trees that cut off the light before it could reach the ground. This time, Sanju led the way. He had a sharp blade in his hand to cut the branches that came in our way. The trees were really tall and the atmosphere there reminded me of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. I was a hoping to see a snake. But I was unlucky. All I saw was a dead earthworm. :-/ We rested for some time in the forest. Silence was pressing into my ears. But then the crickets were chirping away and there were other insect noises coming out of nowhere. It was nice sitting there and listening to the sounds of the forest. Peace, finally. We thanked Hrishi for taking us in the wrong path because the correct one seemed really boring. We left again, this time we had to walk through tea plantations. There are billions of acres of tea plantation in Kerala. Kannan Devan tea is manufactured there. The estates look heavenly! While walking through these estates, we finally heard human voices and were so happy that we were moving in the right direction. That boosted up our energy and we tried finding the path faster. Hrishi kept talking about this heart-shaped lake, which we would reach when we were half way through. We made it quite quickly to the actual path. As we walked we came across a piece of land that looked like it had water, but had dried up because of the heat and Hrishi said that was the heart-shaped lake. Disappointed of not having been able to see the lake, we moved on and stopped at a spot for pictures. The scenery was spectacular. While we were at it, some Malyali dudes called out to us from 15 ft above and said that they found the lake. I ran towards the lake, closely followed by the rest of them, glad that I would be able to dip my feet, which were baking in my shoes. The lake was not even close to a heart-shape. I don’t really know how it got the name. But it sure was amazing! The peak was around 50 mts higher. Since we were all tired we decided to end it at the lake and go back down. We sat down on the rocks by the lake. Navu was having trouble with her extremely long toenails, which Sanju had to cut off using his “multi-purpose super blade”. Hehe. Su made some bread–jam sandwiches for us. FYI, Bread-jam-kurkure is an awesome combo. And then everyone made fun of the way I say “kurkure”. Seriously! I say it as normally as everyone else does! My name through out the trip was “Dumb Blonde”. X-( Again, %#^&** Hrishi! All of us mimicked the NRI’s we knew and had a good laugh. One of the Malyali dudes, whose name I figured out was Kanta (Haha), kept making uncanny sounds to contact his friend who was at the peak. They communicated weirdly. A bunch of boys came running down the hill and had a dip in the lake. They left along with us. I must say, Keralites are pretty damn friendly. The boys ran down pretty fast and screamed out to us if they had to wait for us and if we needed their help. We said “no” and they left. We started trekking downwards, this time I led everyone. :D Going down was slower than the other way round. The probability of falling off is greater, especially if you don’t have shoes with proper grip. Slowly, sitting down at all places required, I went, followed by Su, Hrishi, Sanju and Navu. We came across a peculiar person who I thought was dumb, in the sense, he couldn’t talk. He said something about his manager climbing up the hill and made Hrishi touch his heart(which he thought was in the right side :P). He also did some dance moves and left me wondering what kinds of maniacs exist. Navu had swalpa fear of heights. So she took her own time and Sanju and Hrishi came down with her. Su and I found ourselves down in a jiffy and we waited for the rest of them. After we were all together again, we started towards our car. We drank water from a tank, which we found on the way. God knows how old it was, but it tasted really good. With Sanju driving, we reached the bottom of the cliff and back at the home-stay. We had to pack up quickly as we were to camp by the riverside that night. We left ASAP. Pavithran sent a guy called Mani (the Dude!) with us just in case we needed help.
Kuruva Island was the place where we were to camp. Every time I think about it, “Kyeruva Island” comes into my mind. Damn that was so funny! It was around 40kms from Kalpetta and we didn’t know the directions. Sanju had completely lost it. He tried to make people think he was a Keralite and asked everyone directions by imitating the Malyalis. “Kyeruva Island?” he said. He got super jacked by one guy who corrected him and said “Kuruva Island”. Haha. Sanju’s crazy act and our “Hotel Keralafornia” song left the horrible, bumpy, mud-roads unnoticed. We met Mani who was the only one we knew in Kerala so far who could speak Kannada. He actually knew every single person in the town. He led the way to the island on a bike on which two people were already seated. We liked to call this guy “Money” rather than “Mani”. He showed us a spot were we could install our tent, said he’d return at night and with that, he left. Navu took out the tent, which I thought would fit in only one person, judging by the bag it was in. It was fun putting it up (I didn’t do anything. I shot a video. :P). Navu was a pro at this, so was Sanju. We let them do the work. And when it was done, I was dumbstruck! Holy cow! That was a huge tent. It could fit in 6 of us easily both for standing as well as sleeping, and mind you, Hrishi and Sanju are more than 6 feet tall. We walked around a little, picking up wooden sticks for the campfire. The auburn branches of the bamboo trees around looked beautiful against the blue sky, which in no time turned into shades of pink and orange. The green trees surrounding the river Kabini added to the beauty of the whole place. We were back at our tent in half an hour. Navu cut up onions and other vegetables and gave us tasty boiled egg with salt and pepper, Sanju made maggi with Knorr soup, Hrishi blended the Russian distilled spirits and the liquid made from fermented sugar-cane product. Su and I made egg sandwiches. We hogged quite a lot. Tired, the married couple went to sleep. The three of us packed up everything and waited till Money arrived. After what seemed to me like an hour he came, talking happily over the phone. We assumed he was talking to his hot, girlfriend, who would have coconut oil smeared on her head 24*7. And then I was teased with him, because I said he was hot. Haha. It was getting cold, and the air was filled with mosquitoes and fireflies. They looked really pretty. Hrishi caught one of them, but I didn’t have enough guts to catch one. Hehe. We went inside and left Money and his hot girlfriend to themselves. We played Dumb Charades for sometime, acting out words from Pictionary cards. Soon, we fell asleep, waiting for the next day, which turned out to be one of the best days of my life. :)
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At 2100 mts above mean sea level, Chembra is the highest peak in Wayanad and is ideal for trekking. It’s a 6 km long trek and apparently, the view from atop the mountain is exhilarating. I’m saying “apparently” because we couldn’t reach the peak. It was very tiring and hot. We had to drive till a point by car and then move on foot. There was some Malayalam movie-shooting going on there. We walked for like 5 minutes along the path and Hrishi got bored. He looked towards his left and said that was the way and claimed that he had taken the same route when he had come here previously. There was an overgrowth of grass and I don’t know if it was because I didn’t have my glasses, but I could see absolutely no path there. We followed Hrishi, uncertain of what was in store for us. It was completely erratic. We didn’t know where we were going. All we knew was that as long as we’re going upwards, we’re going in the right direction. The ground was slippery. I was told to hold on to the roots of the grass and that I could completely rely on them. So we all went up, grabbing onto all the blades of grass we could. By the time we reached a small landing, all of us had deep cuts on our fingers. Yes, when I say blades of grass, I mean it. They mercilessly cut into you. I guess I have very sensitive skin because my hand had so many scratches and fresh cuts; it looked like the aftermath of a catfight. After a short water break, we looked upwards. There was no more grass. There were huge trees that cut off the light before it could reach the ground. This time, Sanju led the way. He had a sharp blade in his hand to cut the branches that came in our way. The trees were really tall and the atmosphere there reminded me of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. I was a hoping to see a snake. But I was unlucky. All I saw was a dead earthworm. :-/ We rested for some time in the forest. Silence was pressing into my ears. But then the crickets were chirping away and there were other insect noises coming out of nowhere. It was nice sitting there and listening to the sounds of the forest. Peace, finally. We thanked Hrishi for taking us in the wrong path because the correct one seemed really boring. We left again, this time we had to walk through tea plantations. There are billions of acres of tea plantation in Kerala. Kannan Devan tea is manufactured there. The estates look heavenly! While walking through these estates, we finally heard human voices and were so happy that we were moving in the right direction. That boosted up our energy and we tried finding the path faster. Hrishi kept talking about this heart-shaped lake, which we would reach when we were half way through. We made it quite quickly to the actual path. As we walked we came across a piece of land that looked like it had water, but had dried up because of the heat and Hrishi said that was the heart-shaped lake. Disappointed of not having been able to see the lake, we moved on and stopped at a spot for pictures. The scenery was spectacular. While we were at it, some Malyali dudes called out to us from 15 ft above and said that they found the lake. I ran towards the lake, closely followed by the rest of them, glad that I would be able to dip my feet, which were baking in my shoes. The lake was not even close to a heart-shape. I don’t really know how it got the name. But it sure was amazing! The peak was around 50 mts higher. Since we were all tired we decided to end it at the lake and go back down. We sat down on the rocks by the lake. Navu was having trouble with her extremely long toenails, which Sanju had to cut off using his “multi-purpose super blade”. Hehe. Su made some bread–jam sandwiches for us. FYI, Bread-jam-kurkure is an awesome combo. And then everyone made fun of the way I say “kurkure”. Seriously! I say it as normally as everyone else does! My name through out the trip was “Dumb Blonde”. X-( Again, %#^&** Hrishi! All of us mimicked the NRI’s we knew and had a good laugh. One of the Malyali dudes, whose name I figured out was Kanta (Haha), kept making uncanny sounds to contact his friend who was at the peak. They communicated weirdly. A bunch of boys came running down the hill and had a dip in the lake. They left along with us. I must say, Keralites are pretty damn friendly. The boys ran down pretty fast and screamed out to us if they had to wait for us and if we needed their help. We said “no” and they left. We started trekking downwards, this time I led everyone. :D Going down was slower than the other way round. The probability of falling off is greater, especially if you don’t have shoes with proper grip. Slowly, sitting down at all places required, I went, followed by Su, Hrishi, Sanju and Navu. We came across a peculiar person who I thought was dumb, in the sense, he couldn’t talk. He said something about his manager climbing up the hill and made Hrishi touch his heart(which he thought was in the right side :P). He also did some dance moves and left me wondering what kinds of maniacs exist. Navu had swalpa fear of heights. So she took her own time and Sanju and Hrishi came down with her. Su and I found ourselves down in a jiffy and we waited for the rest of them. After we were all together again, we started towards our car. We drank water from a tank, which we found on the way. God knows how old it was, but it tasted really good. With Sanju driving, we reached the bottom of the cliff and back at the home-stay. We had to pack up quickly as we were to camp by the riverside that night. We left ASAP. Pavithran sent a guy called Mani (the Dude!) with us just in case we needed help.
Kuruva Island was the place where we were to camp. Every time I think about it, “Kyeruva Island” comes into my mind. Damn that was so funny! It was around 40kms from Kalpetta and we didn’t know the directions. Sanju had completely lost it. He tried to make people think he was a Keralite and asked everyone directions by imitating the Malyalis. “Kyeruva Island?” he said. He got super jacked by one guy who corrected him and said “Kuruva Island”. Haha. Sanju’s crazy act and our “Hotel Keralafornia” song left the horrible, bumpy, mud-roads unnoticed. We met Mani who was the only one we knew in Kerala so far who could speak Kannada. He actually knew every single person in the town. He led the way to the island on a bike on which two people were already seated. We liked to call this guy “Money” rather than “Mani”. He showed us a spot were we could install our tent, said he’d return at night and with that, he left. Navu took out the tent, which I thought would fit in only one person, judging by the bag it was in. It was fun putting it up (I didn’t do anything. I shot a video. :P). Navu was a pro at this, so was Sanju. We let them do the work. And when it was done, I was dumbstruck! Holy cow! That was a huge tent. It could fit in 6 of us easily both for standing as well as sleeping, and mind you, Hrishi and Sanju are more than 6 feet tall. We walked around a little, picking up wooden sticks for the campfire. The auburn branches of the bamboo trees around looked beautiful against the blue sky, which in no time turned into shades of pink and orange. The green trees surrounding the river Kabini added to the beauty of the whole place. We were back at our tent in half an hour. Navu cut up onions and other vegetables and gave us tasty boiled egg with salt and pepper, Sanju made maggi with Knorr soup, Hrishi blended the Russian distilled spirits and the liquid made from fermented sugar-cane product. Su and I made egg sandwiches. We hogged quite a lot. Tired, the married couple went to sleep. The three of us packed up everything and waited till Money arrived. After what seemed to me like an hour he came, talking happily over the phone. We assumed he was talking to his hot, girlfriend, who would have coconut oil smeared on her head 24*7. And then I was teased with him, because I said he was hot. Haha. It was getting cold, and the air was filled with mosquitoes and fireflies. They looked really pretty. Hrishi caught one of them, but I didn’t have enough guts to catch one. Hehe. We went inside and left Money and his hot girlfriend to themselves. We played Dumb Charades for sometime, acting out words from Pictionary cards. Soon, we fell asleep, waiting for the next day, which turned out to be one of the best days of my life. :)
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Day 2: May 17th, 2008
Trrriiiinnggggg!!!! (6 am) Snooze. Trrriiinnggggg!! (7 am) Snooze. Trrrriiinnggg!! (7:30 am) Snooze. Trrriiinnnnggggg!!! (8 am) Argh!!! I hate alarms! They’re so pissing off! I got up and found everyone out of bed. We were supposed to leave to Wayanad early in the morning. We found ourselves rushing to get all the work done and seeing this, Sanju made a declaration – “It is OUR trip and we will do what we WANT to do WHENEVER we want to do it! Time doesn’t matter!” Gee. That did reduce the tension a little. We had breakfast at a place called Mahesh Prasad as Su unintentionally cracked some perverted jokes while giving a speech on “How to clean your ear”. Haha.
We left leisurely at around 10 am to Wayanad, which is around 150 kms from Mysore. It is one of the loveliest hill stations of Kerala, nestled among the mountains of Western Ghats. We drove for the better part of the day with music playing on my iPod. Sanju made a statement that this trip was going to be a “purely high spirited” one. (Which it was) Hehe. We had to pass through Muthanga wild life sanctuary. En route I spotted a leash of foxes. They were hardly 15 ft away. They resembled wild dogs actually, but Navu, the animal lover, confirmed that they were foxes. After a silent photo session, we left the cunning animals to themselves and moved on. Not far from there, we found a parcel of spotted deer. Su and I had a vivid recollection of our father singing a Kannada song called “Nee jinkey mari naa?”. Haha. Personally, I felt the deer looked pretty ugly, but the fawn looked cute. The deer freaked out when they saw us and sped into the bushes. Again, we moved on. We stopped at this small, battered shop where Sanju bought a 2-litre bottle of Fanta, which tasted pretty awful. He insisted on having lunch at that place but the rest of us refused. Some uncle we met suggested a clean, vegetarian restaurant called “Kalpakka” which was situated in Sultan Bathery. Sultan Bathery is a small town on the way to Kalpetta (which was where we were going to stay for the night) from Muthanga. It lies approximately 25 kms from Kalpetta. Sanju was behind the wheels this time. We reached Sultan Bathery and found Hotel Kalpakka with no difficulty. Famished, eager to taste some delicacies of Kerala we entered the restaurant. It was a pretty clean room, had air conditioning and looked decent. (Ah! I remember, I had to pee all along! But the restroom was stinky. >:P ) Anyway, we ordered for three meals and two veg biryanis. While we waited, Sanju kept us entertained by opening and closing the door behind, which made a funny creaky sound, like a hen squawking. He was simply fascinated by the sound. Haha. And then the food arrived, bringing with it a strong aroma of coconut oil. Ughh! Should’ve seen that coming. Everything in Kerala has coconut oil in it! But it didn’t taste as bad as I expected it to be. After having a chapatti with some curry and Kerala’s famous Avial (which I hated) followed by some rice, I was pretty full. As we waited for the bill, we realised how many small cups were there on the table. Holy cow! 11 cups per meal plus 4 with each biriyani! That made it 40+ cups on the table. Hrishi thought out aloud “how many cups could probably be there in the kitchen?”. Haha. We had a good laugh wondering how many could really be there. After a pista flavoured ice cream and choco-bar we left the restaurant and headed towards Kalpetta.
Kalpetta is the District Headquarters of Wayanad. Beautiful place, with weird coloured houses. Seriously! Most of the houses were painted with jingbang colours and they all looked newly painted. I felt if you stare at the houses for too long, you’d probably go blind! Now, we were on a mission to find a place for us to stay. We called Pavithran, who is a trek organizer (or that is what I thought he is). But he couldn’t find a place for us. So we went to PPS tourist home for rooms, but they were full. And then we called a female called Fathima, who apparently rented out flats for tourists. She said those were full too. I felt homeless and lost in a city full of people whose language sounded like gibberish to me. We called a guy at PPS who helped us out and told us about a home-stay about 100 mts from PPS. We searched for the place for about 20 minutes. We couldn’t recognize the place even though we went past it about 4 or 5 times. Even the guys in the garage opposite to the home-stay didn’t know of it. Losers! Navu and Hrishi went in to talk to the Malyali kutties who owned the house. All they understood was Rs.2000 and Rs.1500. Hehe. Their language is pretty funny. I would have laughed on their faces if I was in Navu’s or Hrishi’s place. Later Sanju went in with Navu to do the final talk and came out with nothing. :P (No offence intended). It was the same deal. We had to pay them Rs.1500 for a night. After A lot of thinking, we decided to take the place.
“Iqbal Mahal” it was called. It really was a palace. It was a brand new house, with two huge bed rooms, a kitchen, a drawing room and of course a bath room. It also had a back yard, which looked freaky at night. It was around 4 pm and we all freshened up and got ready to break some rules. :P
It was finally time to click pictures and I bet Navu (the professional photographer) was the happiest! Hehe. We admired Mother Nature for about an hour and called it a day. We drove back to our home-stay, tired and strained. Sanju made us some Maggi and Egg bhurji (which I ate in spite of having quit eating egg) blended with pride :P .After burning some unwanted plants and highly spirited conversations, Navu and Sanju hit the sack. I turned on the TV and watched Roadies along with Su and Hrishi. I found a really comfortable sleeping bag. It was so soft and warm. I was fast asleep within minutes. Su and Hrishi stayed awake and stole the sleeping bag from me when they felt it was safe! Grrr!! Idiots!
Trip to Wayanad
Day 1: May 16th, 2008
Our trip began when we left from Navu’s place to Mysore. It was around 10:00 pm. Surprisingly, we were allowed to leave in spite of the lateness. And so we did. We reached our destination at around 12 am and according to Hrishi, we were “early”. So we decided to go to Chamundi hills. But then, Hrishi suggested we go to this place he had been to before, which was apparently a huge piece of land with a few abandoned houses and a canal. Navu seemed to be dead scared to go there. After lot of contemplation, she reluctantly agreed and we left.
We went about two kms away in the opposite direction and took a deviation to the canal. The place was deserted except for a Police jeep. We went in anyway. Omfg! It was the scariest thing I had ever seen! There were around 40-50 unoccupied houses not far from us. It was pitch dark and all I could see is that the houses had metal doors and windows that creaked and banged against the wall in the cold night air. It was a breezy night. Su and Navu refused to get out of the car but Hrishi insisted we go a little further and claimed that there was an interesting board in there. We went in, all of us clinging onto Hrishi. There we saw a board facing a wall so that it’s contents were hidden from view of the passers by. I went forward and read the board. A shiver ran down my spine and immediately I turned around and ran towards the car. The board read
Al-Huja housing and Burial Ground
Damn! Who could possibly take us to a graveyard so late in the night?! *%^^$% Hrishi!! Su wanted the car to be checked for maybe ghosts :P before we sat in. Haha. I gave the houses one last glimpse and got into the car. We sat in silence. I guess none of us could get over the fact that we had just walked into an effing graveyard, except Hrishi of course who seemed to find it quite normal. We reached home and had Sanju waiting outside for us. It was around 1 am. The bed was already made, for us to crash. But we decided to watch a movie instead. We watched a movie called “The man from Earth”. It was an excellent movie about a 14,000-year-old man. Gradually, everyone fell asleep and it was around 3 am when I slept looking forward to the next day.
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