Don’t reach out to any conclusions, just by reading the “Title”. It was a trip full of “M.J.” minus animals. Well planned in advance by one of our aides..(I think we over-believed his trip planning skills). Trains tickets booked. Sitting at “Comesum” at Old Delhi railway Station…rolling joints and gulping “Smirnoff” white rum at the same time. Arrived then the people of my last organisation…bubbling and cheering in joy and adventure. Train got delayed by 2 hours…yess..it gave us more time to increase our “blood-alcohol” concentration.
Amazing was the coupe allotted-cum-looted by us..eight sleeper seats, and that also in the last car of the train…so here we got our independence..smoking, singing, drinking, eating..(there were a couple of persons who were about to do something extra-ordinary…I will say “CHEAP”). Train journey was really nice…but after this awesome trip, we all were high on tempo that what will happen next?? And the shit happened. Going to Corbett and booking a 3-star hotel and that also 25kms away from the jungle…how stupid?? Lets hit the organizer hard.
First day was good, “office-goers” were sleeping, but we smokers wandered around the streets of the jungle.(still rolling and smoking at the same pace)..listening to the “man-eater” tiger stories, however we were so high that instead of getting scared we were thinking of rolling one for the Tiger also..and take him to the “Qualms of the calms”.
Came the night…again we enjoyed a lot…drank stomach full…and slept like “dead”..so our “office-goers” left us in that state and continued their safari to the jungle. I don’t know what they did..but I always know “what I have to do”. So we smoking triplets went to a silent place “Rolsy Nadi”. Such a great place..
This trip has required some ”over-sightedness”, which I don’t possess. Still I feel that a “TRIP”..should be like a trip. If we involve “activities of daily living/ societal talks” in that..there is no point in going anywhere.
Anyways..for me trip as good, new, refreshing and of course full of “BOOM-SHANKAR”.!!!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
RISHIKESH….and….RAFTINGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!
Finally what has been decided with a round of chatter boxing at my current organisation came into existence on 11 Feb. 2011 (Friday). As I left my home answering endless calls of colleagues waiting in a “TEMPO TRAVELLER” at my pick-up point. As I entered the bus, the “hor-halla” started and started our trip to the unforeseen pleasure. One by one we picked up all “would be” rafters in the bus with large speakers and a video screen, we began our rampant journey.
Some nice guys had already stashed up the bus with lots “n” lots of beer, whiskey and vodka. So while dancing, singing and drinking we reached the spot – “IndoGanges Camps”. Once down from the bus we heard the magical sounds of birds, Ganges River and rafters passing along. No one was able to hide his/her excitement. So after a heavy breakfast and a light dosage of liquor in our veins, we wore the lifejackets and helmets.
And it started with coach giving instructions (however no one was listening). We all sat on two rafts and pedals in our hands. It was easy as eating to raft on still water, but as first “RAPID” came…it passed by…. second “RAPID” came…it passed by….and third “RAPID”, and all of sudden the raft behaved like a roller-coaster and we all were drowning and shouting. Really a near-death experience, some were floating, some locked in the rapid and me just holding up the “lifeline” and jumping back to the boat. One by one all were rescued, only loss my new “Fastrack” sunglasses. But we all started again, with some fearing and some shouting in excitement, the world was looking a lot more easier after falling from the raft. We crossed eight more rapids after that and finished our journey at “Ramjhoola” with cliff-jumping at between.
Back to the camp, everyone cramped up…waiting for our night “bon-fire”. We sang and drank like old navigators used to do after successful expeditions. Next morning we woke and left for home “Delhi” singing and dancing.
Believe me this trip was one of the closest to my heart…before ending, sadly I would say…”I Became Emotional….Resigning Next Day From Office And Leaving My “Best Buddies”…Still life moves on!!! People with whom I have fallen will be remembered and kept in touch forever.
Some nice guys had already stashed up the bus with lots “n” lots of beer, whiskey and vodka. So while dancing, singing and drinking we reached the spot – “IndoGanges Camps”. Once down from the bus we heard the magical sounds of birds, Ganges River and rafters passing along. No one was able to hide his/her excitement. So after a heavy breakfast and a light dosage of liquor in our veins, we wore the lifejackets and helmets.
And it started with coach giving instructions (however no one was listening). We all sat on two rafts and pedals in our hands. It was easy as eating to raft on still water, but as first “RAPID” came…it passed by…. second “RAPID” came…it passed by….and third “RAPID”, and all of sudden the raft behaved like a roller-coaster and we all were drowning and shouting. Really a near-death experience, some were floating, some locked in the rapid and me just holding up the “lifeline” and jumping back to the boat. One by one all were rescued, only loss my new “Fastrack” sunglasses. But we all started again, with some fearing and some shouting in excitement, the world was looking a lot more easier after falling from the raft. We crossed eight more rapids after that and finished our journey at “Ramjhoola” with cliff-jumping at between.
Back to the camp, everyone cramped up…waiting for our night “bon-fire”. We sang and drank like old navigators used to do after successful expeditions. Next morning we woke and left for home “Delhi” singing and dancing.
Believe me this trip was one of the closest to my heart…before ending, sadly I would say…”I Became Emotional….Resigning Next Day From Office And Leaving My “Best Buddies”…Still life moves on!!! People with whom I have fallen will be remembered and kept in touch forever.
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