TOUR De SHIMLA

Day-2,

22^nd March 2013, 5:30 am.

With our sweaters, pullovers and jackets ON, we stepped outside the train in the chilly and cold, breezy atmosphere of KALKA. We looked as if SANTA CLAUS arrived at night, played Hu-Tu-Tu with our hairs and just left us in that ghostly state… :<

BHOOT Hain Hum...

All the pepsedont`s and callgates had to be opened on the station itself as our mouths were smelling too bad. So, we tried to drive away the smell, tried to look civilized by washing our faces, combing our hairs (you think we would do that….… NEVER!!! ) and BINGO! We were ready to ……………… pull our luggage .

We approached T.T to get our seats confirmed, but alas! At our disposal were only the ghastly looks of the T.T`s (A Sir and a Mam..). Unable to control our excitement and zeal to reach SHIMLA, we decided to stuff ourselves in the already-stuffed two general compartments, which were a part of Six-Boxed train. Trying to provide some better seating arrangements to the Ladies, we boy tried to convince ourselves: “YA! We all could fit in this compartment.....!! That box was overflowing above the brim as I, along with 4 of us was standing in front of the Washroom, with it`s Door getting blocked. I was wondering about the inapt. Conditions which might arise, then suddenly the T.T came and ordered us to De-Board the Train. Can u believe that??? Throughout our journey we were trying to portray good-name of our university and that a*****e spoiled all, by ………………. throwing our luggage out of the TRAIN!! If we all wouldn’t have stopped MEHFOOZ and SAURABH, that shitty old Man would have broken his knuckles much before their expiry date. One fine man tried to calm the situation and advised us to board the Next General train on that route----à at 8:30 am.

Things sorted out. We were going at 8:30 am. Meaning -> had to spend 2:30 hours on the station itself.  But luckily the Next train was standing on the platform and we were brimming with energy. End result: we looted an entire compartment consisting of 38 seats to seat our standing souls.

Now, was the time to listen to your bodies and respond accordingly. To honor those calls of the body, there were two packages of Rs 2.50 and Rs 5.00.  Pick whatever suits you and revive your energy. Well, our Dear TIDU entered into a brat with the money Collector on the issue of: how could you verify that services were utilized suitably and not misused. Clear answer: It was solely based on Mutual trust.Now, that we were feeling Lite-> it was time to enjoy whatever we could on that platform. So, the Cameras were out and the unending sequences of Posing begun, one location after another.

We are not MIS-Using d Platform

Chal Chaiyan CHaiyan...

But, now since the stomachs were empty, we were feeling greedily hungry. So, the Omelets and Cutlets were ordered according to the requirements. After all that we were seated in the TOY- TRAIN waiting for it to begin its journey.  Then Suddenly, SHAHID Bhai opened upon his XL sized Bag and WHOA! Whoa!! There popped out A Boom-Box from his Bag (sort of , ab sahi laga lo… yaar) i.e. Laptop with Speakers with head Phone with an IRON to iron the clothes and such weird things.

Hence, the journey began with the playing of Songs-On-Demand. But that soon chilled out as the demands were too high to be fulfilled by that phone.

SO, I took out the AUDIO BOOSTER of my phone and Dhinchak songs started playing in our side of the compartment.

But out of nowhere, the festival of ANTAAKSHARI started and we all just eloped into that. Songs after songs, at the top of our voices, kept on echoing in the train. We were hoping for the Girls to obviously win this kinda Game and they were playing outstandingly but surprisingly we just won by a margin.  This game completely exhausted us, Yes!! THE BOYS. And most of us either tried to catch a NAP or got involved in THE BLUFF with our Dear DBMS Sir.

That was the point where GIRLS proved that they are Girls.  We were trying hard to Call and remember the Heavenly feeling Known as SLEEP but the continuous clatter and chatter of the Girls was hindering our NAP. That moment itself we were bound to accept that we couldn’t BEAT the enery quotient of Girls. Whether the journey is Bumpy, full of hardships and exhausting they had the potential to display their characteristic feature of TALKING and that too with pride.  

Capturing the eye-sobering beauty throughout our journey and Shouting and yelling across the numerous tunnels we passed through, we reached SIMLA.

Though our legs didn’t have the guts to stand and walk anymore but still, the Guiding and convincing words of TIDU: “Bas!! 10 min ka raasta hai…!!” motivated us to walk and that too with our luggage. But seriously, that 10 min walk was the toughest 25 min of our life. Even with frequent stopping and breaks we took on that walk, we were literally panting and grasping for breath when we reached the hotel.

The MALL Road

Hungry Kya..... @DOMINO`s

 Now, I too -> grasping from writing so much. So winding up I would like to say: we just got suited up at our rooms and went out for a walk to have something in our grumbling stomachs.  We just went here and there, ate something, had some photographs clicked and returned straight to our rooms. But again the Ladies seemed quite energetic!! BHaiya humari  toh BATTERY DOWN theee…. Hum toh room pe aa kar thodi der mein so gaye, so that we could get ready for the next and very IMPORTANT, SIGNIFICANT DAY.

GOOD NIGHT!!!

TOUR De Simla

DAY -1

21st March 2013, 4:30 pm

The TRAIN, KALKA Mail was scheduled for arrival at ALIGARH Jn at 5:30 pm. But, since most of us were unable to control the emotional turmoil rising within, so we arrived at the station around 4:45 pm. There were some of us, smart enough to continuously check the status of train and arrived just at the right moment avoiding the unwanted loitering around the platform because the train arrived at around 7:15 pm. CAN u believe that???

At the station itself, i understood one of the major bullet points of LIFE: "With friends around you, even the dreadful and deadliest path would seem no less than a childish prank". So, the seemingly wide gap of 2-3 hours seemed as if a few minutes. Some of the parents inquired the BOYS regarding the journey to make sure that their child was going on a planned tour rather than some beautiful and distant MORNING DREAM. Sadly, they too had to bear the torture of late arrival of train, sitting quietly and LONELY on the platform. 

When we all kept our luggage together..... OMG!!!! It appeared as if an entire locality was going abroad. 

Just a Pinch OF LUGGAGE!!!

For a fraction of seconds, sweat beads did make their appearance on my forehead.... How would we board the train with so much of luggage, when we were not sure about getting some seats for placing our tashreefs...!!! Thanks to DAN BROWN and DIGAR for seriously contributing to the luggage. Seriously, their luggage combined would have weighed more than the combined weight of THE Strong MEGHNA, the Powerful KEERTI and Ultimate SUPERHERO--> i.e. ME or Equal to half the LAALA ji / .25 G2 /.40 TIDU. One more striking feature about the luggage: RED was the sole dominating color and VIP the dominating company, only name you could bank upon. One more add-on: some of these suitcases even contained the price tags, they hadn't been removed by the owner: courtesy DIGAR. (Seedhe shop se uthaa ke laaye theey….)

Well, the TRAIN arrived. We entered into different compartments, divided in small groups, trying to captivate whatever little we could get - :)Now, After we were sure that our a**es were fine enough and would not have to shift them from one point to other, that was the point when our real souls poured out.... HAHAHA... !!!

Hum Bhi hain JOSH Mein...

Aaj Patte ho hee Jayen.

Laughter combined with the CARDS: supported by the SNACK break at frequent intervals, stuffed into our bags by our MOMs: earphones found their appropriate place... as if we were the only individuals in the train. We were surprised by the occasional visit of TT, sorry Shikhar, who chatted with us, ate some biscuits and .. Gone !!

Finally, we reached DELHI..

Photographer ki Toh....

HUM Saath -Saath Hain

The desire of resting at DELHI platform could not be realized as we had to find our true, allocated seats and manipulate them so that we could all be together. So, we went to the allocated coaches, paper-pen were out, manipulation started, convincing the co-passengers to acquire our place. Seriously guys, majority of them were helping. FINALLY.... :P , we were able to group seats for 13 of us, which was more than enough to adjust 15-16. Then, the more real SOULS just flooded out. Literally, we were shouting the hell out of our throats and that too such melodious voice!!. Even the frequent interruptions by our neighbor aunty, reminding to switch off the lights and lower our voice could not deter us from playing the cards and that too in the club style. It seemed as if SLEEP didn't exist in our lives, with only 4-5 of us catching a NAP of at-most 1 hour, yes a NAP only, except CHUSKI (about 5-6 hrs.)The rest of us were awake throughout the night, playing continually as if RED-BULL had been supplied into our veins 

instead of GLUCOSE in some hospital. Oh MAN !! How shitty were those light deprived bathrooms in the train!!!! Where on one hand, we were struggling to change our pyjamas in them, there were some who couldn't resist emptying their bowels... Well, we have no control over that??? Have you???? :P

The super LOL moment was: At 4:30 in the MORNING, DIGAR tore open his suitcase as if his OXYGEN MASK was left inside. But to our shock and surprise, he took out his MAKE-UP Box!!! I bet, even you Girls would have fainted on seeing his KIT :) and he just started: applying one thing after other, contained in those transparent white bottles , wiping his face with cotton, doing this, doing that .... OMG !! What the hell .... But, seriously we all didn't take out anything from our bags, be it moisturizer, hair-oil, Face-wash etc. everything was with shikhar. ( Inke alawaa pta nahin kya kya thaa saale ke pass, hume toh itna hi pta hai...).

In the time he completed his MAKE-UP, we reached KALKA...

This was our obvious next ride...

22nd MARCH, 2013. 5:30 am

To Be Continued..... :)

We- are together..!!