Dandeli Adventures – A Daring Experience with Lifetime Lessons !!

24 – Feb 2020 – Bangalore:

It was around 4AM in the Morning. I have to go to the office today. I was feeling so tired. Both Me and Vikrant got down from the cab. I tapped on the head of Poonam before getting down and asked her to ping in the whatsapp group when she reaches her place. She is a strong girl that obviously everyone knows but still she is going alone to the final stop of our cab ( Her Apartment). So I wanted to make sure she reaches safely. So we got down from the cab, took all our belongings from the back of the car and walked towards our respective PGs ( Hostel like Rooms where we stay as paying guests). When we reached near Shoe Emporium ( A Shop below my PG), Me and Vikrant parted ways. He said, “Chill bro ! See you !! Need to have at least 6 hours sleep now, otherwise my metabolism will stop”. Yeah he is an intelligent guy, he speaks that way with complex words๐Ÿ˜… (Prince of Airforce๐Ÿค˜). And we parted ways. I climbed up the stairs of my PG and reached my room. My Roommate was in a deep sleep. Without waking him up, I threw my luggage aside, kept my shoulder bag on the table, dumped myself in my Cozy bed with the headset in my ears tuning the music of “Bruno Mars – Just the way you are!!”.

I turned around in my bed and looked at the ceiling. I opened WhatsApp and there were a lot of messages from a lot of people that were unopened. Since I was in Dandeli and since “Idea – My Network provider” could not change my life, the network was not available for me to contact people  or update status on Facebook when I was in Dandeli. I opened our special Dandeli group first. It was loaded with messages from “Please anyone help” from Asha and Poonam to “Yeah bro, I reached safe” from Vinay. I thought about whether to call Poonam or not, anyways I know she will not pick up ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. I asked Zilani to call her and ask if she reached safely. Both Zilani and Vinay confirmed at same time that she reached. She was the last one to reach. Actually she was the last one to get ready when we started also. Lazy Sleepy Moti ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. I kept my phone down and again looked towards the ceiling. 

Thoughts popped up in my mind about everything that made this lifetime experience trip possible. It all started one night. It was a Sunday night, I was travelling on a train towards Bangalore from my lovely close to heart hometown, Chennai. Zilani called me and said that since Feb 21st is a holiday, we can plan for somewhere. We planned for Gokharna in the beginning. We thought of gathering everyone who were part of Kudremukh trip for this too. But everyone started giving dumb reasons as we anticipated. So we changed our minds. Me and Zilani were strong in the fact that we are going somewhere on the long weekend of Feb 21. So we came to a conclusion and I pinged in the group, it’s okay if you say No also, but please say something. So many said No and thus the population for the trip sunk lower and lower. But we never cared. We thanked and respected the decision of those who said No. Thus an approximately final gang came into picture. 

Me, Zilani and Poonam had a conference call one night. I just heard two words from Zilani “Boldhiyae naa Poonam”. Then she asked me to look if tickets are available. She said she read about this beautiful place called Dandeli on the internet and there were a lot of adventure activities available there to try and have fun. I checked the tickets availability in IRCTC app at once. There were no tickets on Thursday night. Tickets were available only in JanShatabdi express that was scheduled on Friday Morning 6 AM. And for return journey, tickets were available only in Jodhpur express which was scheduled at 5.10 PM on Sunday Evening. I pinged in the kudremukh group to check if anyone extra was coming. But no response. I gave 10 minutes time for people to decide. After 10 minutes, I went ahead and booked the tickets for both journey towards Dandeli and also for the return journey. I could book only 6 at a time, since the IRCTC app allows only that. I booked for Zilani, Vinay, Vikrant, Asha, Poonam and Shivakshi together. I was in a dual mood. I was still a cat on the wall. I don’t know whether to go for the trip or not. My Life has deteriorated in the past 2 months. The end of 2019 was so harsh for me. I thought about it for a long time. Also that this trip is now with a gang in which everyone knows Hindi except me. That made me think. What if I felt alone or left out ๐Ÿ™„. I thought about it. Then I booked my tickets too for both the forward and return journey. Hubballi was the nearby station by which we can go by train to reach Dandeli. I booked a ticket from Bangalore city station to Hubballi and also for the return from Hubballi to Bangalore City. I took charge as Transport incharge ๐Ÿ˜‚. So, it was decided 7 members are travelling towards Dandeli on Feb 21. As Days passed, Shivakshi was going to dual moods. She was saying I am not coming to me and also said I am coming to Zilani. I never cancelled her ticket. I thought she would come anyway, she was just playing. But in the end, she seriously asked me to cancel the ticket. And I know, I was indirectly the reason for many people not coming to this trip. 

Frankly saying from the new year 2020, I gave up many things. I gave up begging people to stay in my life, I gave up asking people to do something for me, I gave up being around people all the time. I realized that there are some things around you which you have to give up to stop you from giving up on you and your self confidence. I realized this from the Quote, “If you can’t change the people around you, just change the people around you !!”. 2019 has been really really harsh on me. After the Kudramukh trip, I thought my life would have an upward path. It did have a good start but everything started falling down slowly. My Heart was already broken in pieces. I thought people coming into my life would help me join all the pieces back but they did not . They started grinding those broken pieces too. So, I pushed all of them away. Now, I have only a very limited number of people in my life who showed they are really true to me. But I don’t know why the world is a lot selfish. I have never been so selfish in my life. If I do something, I will make sure others learn it too. If I go somewhere, I will call people with me too. Wherever I go whatever I do, I will take people with me. I will give them support. But atlast this selfish world made me a loner. No one even asks me even if you ate or not ? No one even wants my company too? Many People know that I am not alright. But no one ever asked me what was wrong with me. Many friends ditched me and found new friends and moved on. But all I can do is thank them for at least showing their real faces sooner. So, I stopped going behind people to stay in my life. I just showed a “Ta ta Bye Bye” and walked away.

So time passed by and Zilani was speaking to people from the resorts of Dandeli and he kept on rejecting them. Suddenly one day, Poonam pinged in the group that stay for everyone has been booked and it’s an OYO. She said that she and Zilani had discussed the resorts and homestays in Dandeli and that they decided to book an average room so that most of the money can be spent for Adventure activities. I believed in them and never opened that link. Days passed and we reached Thursday, the day before actually leaving for Dandeli. But still we had no idea on how we are going to travel from Hubballi to Dandeli and back to Hubballi from Dandeli. I have asked Zilani to research on that, but he gave dead ears to that. People started discussing traveling in a rental bike, Cab, bounce bike etc etc. But no one reached a final decision on that. Vinay asked me about this on the last day that still we have not decided about how we are travelling. Do you have any idea what to do? He said he searched in Google about things, but google showed there are no buses even from Hubballi to Dandeli. I as a Transport incharge took charge and discussed with people in my office who are from North Karnataka. I asked my colleague from Hubballi if there was a bus from Hubballi to Dandeli. He said buses are rare from Hubballi but if we go to Dharwad, there are frequent buses. I confirmed the same from another colleague who was from Dharwad. I shared this information with everyone. But still everyone kept the bus as the final option. And only on the last day, there was a twist. The uncanceled ticket was about to be exchanged and it is going to belong to a person who is 200 times crazier and bakchodi than Zilani Baba himself ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Yes, it was his Girlfriend, Manpreet. I never knew she was vera level before I met her. Such an awesome match to Baba. Both are Bakchodi bana di jodi.

And without any preparation and not even buying any snacks or anything we were ready to go towards Dandeli. That night Poonam called me and I guided her on how to book an Scheduled Ola ride. She will always say she was a topper in college and School but she can’t even book a proper scheduled Ola ride ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. So the ride was set at 4.45 AM. It was scheduled to start from Poonam’s Apartment at 4.45 AM and it will pick us up near Aroma Hyderabad House, Nagavara. I got up at 4 AM in the morning. Took comfortable Steam bath, threw three shirts, 2 tracks and a short with other necessary things in my bag and walked towards the pickup spot since it was already late and nearly 4.45 AM. vikrant came in 5 minutes to the spot. I called Poonam at 4.45 AM to ask if she boarded the cab. First time, the call went completely and no one picked up. Second time, she picked it. She was just laughing at the other end when I asked did you board the cab. She said that she just woke up with this call from me. I was like “What the F**k dood ! I have not seen anyone as Lazy as hell like you ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚!!”. She quickly got ready approximately in 5 minutes and boarded the cab. I don’t know how she managed but in 10 to 15 minutes at around 5 AM, the cab reached the pickup spot. We picked up Vinay on the way and headed towards KSR Bengaluru railway station. Don’t ask me what is the full form of KSR now. I will tell you at the end. We reached KSR at 5.30 AM. Poonam said she was so hungry. We went to a hotel that was nearby. She ordered 2 Idly for her. She said two was more. She asked one of us to have one. Vikrant ate one of them. She took like half an hour to eat that One idli. Onnnneeeee iidlyyyyyyy !! right !!. So it will take time to eat completely ๐Ÿ™„. Then Vikrant and Vinay had to withdraw money from the ATM. When they were withdrawing money, Poonam told me that the resort we are about to stay in is like 2 hours away from the Kali river where Rafting happens and 1 hour from Jungle Safari. 

And atlast at 5.52AM in the morning we somehow entered KSR station. There was only nearly 8 minutes for the train to leave. We increased our pace and ran towards platform 8. The train was sooooooo longgggg. That we had to travel in our mind like 100 KMs to get near to our coach. The C1 – AC coach of the JanShatabdi express was playing hide and seek with us. It was moving away and away as we got closer and closer. At last we ran and crossed zilani, Manpreet & asha, and got into the train. It was an AC Seater Coach. My seat was at the farther end whereas all others were together. I said them 15 – 20 are your seats. Please get seated. And I moved towards my Seat which was 60 at the farther end. I sat down in my seat and looked up towards everyone if they were seated. But they started the bakchodi there only. They were standing in the middle of the aisle and were looking here and there. Manpreet shouted Hi from there. I got up and went towards them and showed them the seat to sit. And there it started, the complaints. Poonam and Manpreet said, the train is not good !! Bla ! Bla ! Bla !!. They said AC Seater is not comfortable. They needed an AC sleeper. And Zilani was supporting them. Only I knew how difficult it was to get this only. I said to them, I should have booked a Non-AC seat for you all. I made a mistake. Then somehow they all calmed down. I said don’t worry while returning we are coming in a 2nd Class AC Sleeper. You will feel all the comfort in the world in that. Now please adjust. And then I went and sat in my seat. I wore my chain type Bluetooth headset on my neck and started listening to the songs. Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect” started playing, “Oh ! I found a girl, so beautiful and sweet. Oh ! I never knew you were the someone waiting for me. Cause we were just kids when we fell in love”. The music was so comfortable to my ears ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. Zilani pinged me and asked me to come near to them and sit. I don’t know why the F**k he sent Poonam to get me towards them. Maybe since he is a Moti he could not get up ๐Ÿ˜. When the princess herself orders, how can I say no ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. So I followed her and we 4 sat together in a three seater seat. ( Me, Poonam, Zilani and Manpreet). That was the starting point of all Bakchodi. That was the beginning of all madness that followed. 

We talked A to Z of all 18+ things that exists in the world. Zilani was at his best, Manpreet was too much and Poonam was three much ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Vikrant and Asha were at the seat next to us which was two seater and Vinay was near the window seat of the three seater that was in front of us. Asha and Vinay were busy in their own ways. And we 5,started Bakchodi talks. Taking whatever that came in our mind. We were laughing laughing laughing. Poonam and I were trying to break Zilani and Manpreet up ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We saw another Zilani in front of Manpreet ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. He is a Multipolar. As I have said to Paagals already many times, he is not chill as everyone thinks ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We teased him asking for his Aadhaar card to check his birth date. And each of us took turns to roast each other. But it was Zilani and Poonam who got roasted a lot. Even Vikrant was roasted for a language that he knows that he speaks when he is in UP๐Ÿ˜‚. Time passed, but our laughter never stopped. 

At around 11.00, I went near the footboard of the train to check out the places through which we are travelling. We went through Davanagere, Harihar, etc etc. I found that when the train passed through each station something different was there everywhere. Some places had Brick building Spots. Bricks were arranged like small pyramids that looked awesome. Also as the train passed through different places, the vegetation that was being cultivated changed. I was just observing nature and the way the people are living according to the places. For me, travelling is mostly for getting to know places and the people and their cultures and their way of living. Not just sitting in a resort on a chair or a bed and just sleeping or chilling out or taking Instagram photos. For me, I want to know everything about that place we are travelling. I want to know how people living there are actually living there. During the trip, the train crossed an iron bridge which was support less on both sides and since I was standing in the footboard of the train, when I looked down it felt as if the train was floating in the air. It felt awesome. Under the bridge a river was flowing and at the banks of the river I saw people washing clothes, bathing etc. At around 12 PM, Vinay also came towards the Footboard of the C1 coach. I told him about what all I saw by standing there. I told him about how small we are, and how we are wasting our time by worrying about things that don’t even matter. We are all a teeny tiny dot in this universe. The life we have can be cherished in two ways. One way is living for yourself and the other is living for others. If you live for yourself without thinking about anything and worrying about anybody, at least you will be happy for yourself that you have lived for yourself and you will die peacefully. We are all in the line, death comes eventually for everyone. But we have to be ready and we should make up our mind that we do die in the end. So we can try and learn and cherish all that we can do in this life. Another one -You can live for other people by helping each other. And by this way actually you don’t die. Your love for people and other motivations will live forever. But you may not get satisfaction from achieving everything that you wanted in life. Sometimes the intersection of both occurs, but very rarely. Vinay said to me that there was a great saying in Telugu that ” There are 1 crore ways to succeed in life, don’t give up on yourself if you fail in one of them. You have 9999999 more to go. That was such an inspirational line. I will remember that forever. Train crossed through a lot of livelihood.I came across a lot of People who are living in a lot of different conditions. I saw people in thatched hut who were sitting together and laughing with each other and having fun. I also came across some kids who were playing cricket on the road with their friends. I like to observe people about what they are doing. I like to predict if they are happy or sad, what situation they would be going through. I would just imagine the situations they would be going through just by observing their body language. I write things sometimes based on this too. Seeing these things made me realize that whatever rejections I get whatever problems I face were all 0.0000000000***1% of things in this universe. If your love is getting rejected by someone, let them do it, you have 7 billion people in this world. If you are getting rejected in an interview, let them do it. Like I said you have more than 1 crore jobs in this world. Everything is in our mindset and also the capacity to control our emotions. If that can be done easily, then you can go to a very high level. Persistence, dedication and Hard work are the basic qualities of success. Fail, Laugh at your Failure, Fail Harder, Fail better. You will succeed in what you want one day. If you are failing in one path. Maybe you are destined for some other path. Like Rajnikanth is a superstar because his path changed to Acting. MS Dhoni is a legend since his path changed into Cricket. Likewise, if you fail in one path or you are hating that path, experiment yourselves in all different paths available, you will find yours eventually. I promise that. Explore yourself before you explore the world. Vinay and I then spoke a lot about what the meaning of life is. How a person should live. It was an inspirational talk. Then at 1.00, I went inside the coach and found that all of my gang was searching for me. They thought I got down at some previous stop ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. 

At around 1.40 PM, the train reached Hubballi station. We got down from the train and directly walked towards the exit, where there was a sign mentioning “I Love Hubballi ”. We all were a lot hungry. But we decided to reach Dharwad and then eat. We exited the railway station but still we were not clear on how to reach Dharwad from Hubballi. A Taxi Wala came directly towards us. He said he will charge 2500 rupees for Hubballi to directly Dandeli. We ignored him and walked past him. He followed us and said he will take us to Dandeli for 2000 rupees. But we said it is too much bhaiya. We can’t give that much and walked past him. I asked Asha to get to know how much the bus ticket is from Hubballi to Dharwad, since she is the only one who knows Kannada. Yeah we are a gang of Unity in Diversity. My Mother Tongue is Tamizh, Vinay’s Mother Tongue is Telugu, Asha’s Mother Tongue is kannada, Poonam’s Mother Tongue is Oriya, Manpreet’s Mother tongue is Punjabi, Zilani’s Mother tongue is some Jharkand’s language and for Vikrant he had a specific language from UP. I am not sure of the exact name of it. So, we all went towards the Bus station and it looked somewhat different. It looked like a metro station. There was a ticket counter in the entrance of it. We went towards that. But that taxi Wala followed us all the way till there. We still ignored him and Asha bought 7 tickets to Dharwad. It was just 26 per head and it was an AC Bus. The ticket had a QR code which we had to scan in the entrance of the bus station to enter inside.we scanned and got in. There were gates adjacent to the bus entrance and it opens when a bus comes and stops near those gates. It is an awesome initiative. We got into the bus. It was an AC bus. This bus had Audio controls, No conductor, Air conditioning and crowdless. Only the driver is responsible for handling this bus. No one else. This bus is called BRTS buses in Hubballi. Actually Hubballi is equally developed to Bangalore. And this BRTS system makes it superior to Bangalore. I liked it. This BRTS bus has its own lane on the roads. There were separate bridges, separate routes etc. It is just awesome. It took 45 minutes for us to travel from Hubballi to Dharwad. It is more than 25KMs. Also the bus will never get crowded. Buses are Frequent and also if you take a ticket once you can go in any bus towards Dharwad. So people don’t get in if seats are not available. Also for making this a success. It is people’s coordination and responsibility that is more important. If this is introduced in Chennai/Bangalore, I can promise people will break open everything in a month ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. This BRTS is also safety proof. Will tell you why in a later part of this story. 

We reached Dharwad. Actually Dharwad was a small town area. And the bus stand was not so awesome like in Hubballi. It was average. And there were only Non-AC buses. Also from Dharwad to Dandeli it is nearly 50 KMS. We checked with the Bus incharge who was sitting there, when the bus to Dandeli will come. He said wait for 5 minutes, there are regular buses that will come. On hearing this regular word, We decided to eat here only. We went outside the Bus depot. The whole area was scattered and empty. There were Bread omelette shops and some beeda Paan shops here and there. Only one hotel was there which looked decent and it was adjacent to a Bar. We went there and the waiter said nothing from the menu card was available except for Dosa and meals. Poonam and Manpreet ordered Dosa. Rest all decided to try Meals. It was a very small hotel. But the taste was very good. The meals had 2 jowar roti, Aloo sabji, Rice, Sambhar, Rasam, Curd, Pickle, Papad etc. Jowar roti is something which is made from Corn I guess and it was famous in North Karnataka. I was very hungry at that point of time. And this meal completely filled my stomach and my heart there. After eating, Zilani and his Co, went near the bar and bought some drinks to have for Saturday night. We decided to play “Never Have you ever” on Saturday night. But as everyone knows, I am a teetotaler so no one dared to ask me what drink i want. I said I will have Sprite when others have their own drinks. I guess Zilani and Co bought Magic moments ( Vodka green apple flavour). After all the settlements, we went inside the bus depot to move towards Dandeli. Something Poonam said in the morning came to my mind again. She said Our Resort is 2 hrs from the Kali river. To make sure, I searched for Oyo rajashekar resorts in Google maps.it showed nearly 17KMs away from Dandeli. I again searched for the exact location of it. It showed that it was the next stop to Haliyal Circle. The exact name I found it as Kesroli Cross. I informed everyone about that. That we have to get down at Kesroli and not go all the way to Dandeli. The rooms Poonam and Zilani booked were nearly half an hour away from Dandeli. Good job ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚. But what to do, to make the cost low they had booked this OYO, they said. We went to the bus incharge again and asked for the bus to Dandeli again. He said where were you all this time. Already 5 buses went, he said. Then he asked us to wait at a place and that he will inform us if any bus to Dandeli comes. We sat at a spot in the bus depot and started our Bakchodi things again. Poonam was playing with a street dog. What that dog did after that is, it went towards a spot and brought it’s wife and kid with it ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Now a Dog family was standing in front of Poonam and barking like anything ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Maybe they got attracted by her Hicuppp laughs ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Huhuhuhuhuhuhu tone ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ !!!! Mazaa aaga yaa. It was boring, so me and Vinay started exploring the bus depot. We found that there were buses available from Dharwad to my dream destination, Goa ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜. I saw the name on the board – Vasco Da Gama. I promised myself. I am going there this year whatever and with Whomever. Then Bus Came and we got into it. It just cost us 25 rupees per head. Now we will reach our resort with less than 400 rupees only, but that taxi Wala asked for 2500 rupees. Good decision ๐Ÿ‘. After sometime, everyone started sleeping and Zilani occupied the center position in-between the two girls, I will not say who they were. Bro, please boys are also coming to the trip not only girls. As a grown up, take care of your brothers, us also ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We reached Kesroli at around 4.30 PM. Our OYO room was the only building available in that forest area ๐Ÿ˜…. It was scarier. A broken bridge was there nearby. A dried River route too. Apart from that there was a hotel on an adjacent road which was a junction of three ways. Near that hotel was the bus stop. We got down there and walked towards the OYO rooms. The path was completely rocky and there were dogs all around.

We entered the reception of Rajashekar resort OYO room and there were three people there. One was a Old man whose mouth was completely filled with Beeda Paan and when he spoke only the vowels were audible. He was speaking like “uuuuu boooooookiiiiiiiii ooooonliiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee eehhhhhh. Kiiiiiiitnaaaaaaa roooooo ehhhhhhhhhh!!”. Also he was spraying from his mouth. Beeda paan was flying in all directions ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Shit man ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. There were two allakais for him who were like deaf and dumb without replying any questions that we ask them. We paid for the rooms and Poonam along with Manpreet went and checked if the rooms were good. They said they want the first room – Room 101. We agreed. So all three girls occupied 101. Zilani and Vikrant occupied 102. Vinay and I occupied 103. Our room was of better average quality. Everything was working for us including the AC. But for Room 101, which Poonam said they want, ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. It had cockroaches in it. The flush was not working. AC was getting switched off ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. ROFL๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. All the girls were shouting “Haaaa Hoooo Haaaa ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚”. There were even some cockroaches in 102 also. But our room – Room 103 was marked safe from everything ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. We are so lucky, in fact we got the left out room after everyone chose one for them ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. It was around 5.30, everyone got freshened up and were chit chatting in their bed. Me, Zilani and Asha went down to that Beeda Paan vaayan and asked him if rental bikes were available here in Kesroli or maybe even in Dandeli. That guy said no bikes are not available. And that he can arrange for a cab which is 3000 rupees per day. We asked him to reduce the rate. He said it was a different person who handles it. So he asked us to bargain with him. We called that other person and he said it costs 3500 rupees per day. We got out of the resort and stood on the rocky paths and Asha started bargaining with that cab guy on the phone. I walked around. I looked around the place about how it looked. The OYO room was actually on the banks of a river, maybe a branch of the Kali river. But at this location, the river dried out and there were only fields and trees behind the OYO. Zilani sat on a Dio that was there and I stood near it. I started counting the number of buses crossing our OYO. It was like nearly 5 buses crossed and was moving towards Dandeli in 10 minutes. I realized there were frequent buses here. I said this to everyone. Also no one was aware exactly where all the adventure and sightseeing locations were. That was running in my mind for sometime. We asked that Beeda Paan vaayan when was the last return bus from Dandeli. He said it was at 9 PM. 

Vikrant was searching in the maps where all the adventure and sightseeing locations were. He said everything was around the Dandeli bus stand only just 5 to 6 KMs in different directions. But still no one was clear. I thought the only way left to clear this situation was going to Dandeli directly and finding out how it was. I asked if anyone is coming with me to Dandeli so that we can go now and check how it is and to return in the last bus. Everyone said everyone can go. I agreed to that. But again girls made it late. And we started at 6.30 PM from Kesroli towards Dandeli. After Kesroli Cross, it was completely a jungle. There were no streetlights even. They even switch off the lights in the bus, so that they will not attract any animal that is in the forest. The drivers just drive with freedom. They don’t care what vehicle is coming in the front and what is coming at the back. One time, the bike at the front stopped suddenly and it was just a miss. The bike would have flown in the air there. Also he missed a lorry by an inch once. He was driving like how karthi drived lorry in kaithi movie ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. At around 7 PM, we reached Dandeli bus stop. We got down there and we looked around and realized we made a very big mistake. There were a lot of rooms and resorts here in Dandeli itself. But they booked it like 17 KMs from here. We looked around and we were thinking about where to go which direction to go. We had 2 hours in our hand before the last bus. We saw that buses were coming in line and people were getting down and down in crowds and walking towards somewhere. People there talked about it. We heard that there was a carnival being held there in the forest areas to celebrate the maha shivratri. Crowd was becoming more and more. Zilani and Co started checking if any bike rentals were available. They called many numbers that were available on Google. But everyone said it was not available. Then we tried bounce, but that too they said that it should be picked up from Hubballi. Looking around we saw a Bounce bike that was on the other side of the road. We walked towards that. There were two people standing near that. We asked them if that was theirs and if any bounce pickup stops are available in Dandeli. They said that we have to pick up bounce only from Hubballi. In Dandeli only 1 or 2 will be there which is very rare. We asked them which is the direction where River rafting takes place. And they threw a bomb at us. They said that no activity can be done by directly reaching there. They all should be pre booked through a resort . Holy shit !! ๐Ÿ˜ฑ. Then if we had not come here this evening from Kesroli, then it would all have been in vain the next day. There was an Activity organizing dealer shop just adjacent to where we were standing. We entered inside. It was called “State Adventures”. We discussed with the two people who were inside, about why we came to Dandeli and what we wanted to do. There were two guys, one was Lawrence and the other was Mohammed. Lawrence was the one who did all the talking and Mohammed was silent throughout. He showed us a pamphlet and he asked us to mention what all activities we wanted to do. There was River rafting (Long/Mid/Short), Kayaking, Zorbing,Jacuzzi bath,While water Boating, Archery, Jungle Safari, Mountain Climbing etc etc. We said Lawrence on what all we wanted to do. The main thing we wanted to do was Rafting that one is what we came for. We asked for Long River Rafting. But Lawrence said since it was Mahashivatri and tribal people celebrate it in the forest. The Forest department had restricted us from going to Long Rafting, he said. So we decided to do Mid Rafting. Also we chose other Water sports and other Jungle Safari activities. Also Lawrence said that he will give some traveling to Sighting seeing things as complimentary. Also we asked him to arrange for a Bonfire, DJ night and Dinner. He said even Rain dance was available. But actually I thought this was not a very good idea. I said okay if everyone wants to go. Let’s go. Also Lawrence asked us where we were staying. We said we are staying at Kesroli which is like 20 mins away from here. He said he could have arranged for a very good resort if we had come to them at the earliest. Since now we have paid for OYO rooms we cannot change. He also said that after the DJ night and dinner, they would even drop us directly in our rooms at Kesroli. That made us feel happy since we heard that the last bus was at 9 PM only and for DJ night we know it would cross 11 PM. We paid for Mid Rafting alone and we came out of that shop.

It was around 8 PM. We were feeling so hungry. We went to a hotel that was nearby to that State Adventures. We ordered both Veg and Non Veg. There we Herbivores, Carnivores and Omnivores in our gang. Manpreet and Vinay were Herbivores, I was an Omnivores, and all others were Carnivores ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We washed our hands and went inside the hotel and sat down at an 8 seater table. We ordered 10 Tandoori Rotis, 5 Butter Rotis, Dal fry, Mushroom Masala, Chicken 65, Butter Chicken, Chicken Tikka masala, Pepper Chicken, Fried rice etc. It took us half an hour to order only. It was around 8.30 PM when he took order. But our last bus was at 9 PM. We asked the waiter how long it will take. He said some 10 to 15 minutes. We decided we will get a parcel. We told him to parcel everything. Vikrant and Zilani got out to buy Beers for them. They bought 2 large bottles of Budweiser beer. I as usual started searching for my things meanwhile. I found my favorite ice cream. A large cup of ice cream with a mixture of Vanilla and Chocolate. It was just 25 rupees but the taste was mouth watering. Seeing me all the girls copied and bought one for them too. Also we bought Sprite, 7Up and Coca cola for teetotalers ๐Ÿ˜. At around 8.50 PM, the waiter gave us our parcel of food. We paid and then we walked towards the bus stop which was opposite to the hotel. We went inside the bus stand. But the buses which came were not picking anyone up. It was just dropping people. They said they were the special buses for Mahashivatri. We waited for the last bus for a long time. Meanwhile we discussed within ourselves that shall we go by auto or some other means. But since it will be costly, we decided over that. We waited for the bus to come. And the bus stand was getting crowded by each passing minute. In the beginning there were just 20 people but now as time passed, the numbers crossed 120. We thought we could run inside the bus quickly and any two of us could catch places for all 7. Bus reached the bus stop at 9.15 PM. Suddenly a wave of people started moving towards the bus. Everyone were pushing each other down and running towards the bus. I just don’t know how I was moving. But I was moving with the crowd. I looked around how people were running. Some 5 people got into the bus even before people got down from the bus. The Lady Conductor who was inside was scolding those five like anything. I guess she was scolding their past generations too. So, we thought if we have to get a place, we have to get into the survival of the fittest. We picked up pace and ran inside and pushed, pulled, climbed and jumped and entered the bus. When entering I saw a guy diving inside the bus via the window from the shoulder of his friend. And one other was throwing his shirt on the seat. Some people were throwing their bags, slippers, bottles, pants etc etc. Jatti (undergarments) was the only thing which was not used for reserving seats. When we got into the bus, all we could find was something as a mark on each and every seat. Comedy is that everyone respects this and if they see something like a bottle or bag on the seat. They are not sitting there. Vinay was the first one to get into the bus among us. But Vikrant was the only one who got a seat to sit. He asked Asha to sit but she said it’s okay. Wrong decision! Asha ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚, which you came to know later. We got into the bus, and people were coming and coming and coming. It would have burst out a long before if the bus was made of a balloon. It was completely full and everyone crushed each other. Bus actually started from the bus stop at 9.40 PM. And after some 500 metre, the bus stopped again and the conductor & driver got out and went somewhere. No one was really aware of what was happening. People started rumouring. I heard a lot of things. I realized how rumours actually starts. One guy said to the other that since the crowd was too much, they went to ask the bus incharge to arrange for another bus. One other person said, Bus brake is not working, so they are changing the bus. One woman said, one of the tyres got punctured, so they had to change the bus. One guy said, the conductor was not feeling well, she fell from the bus or something, so the driver also went with her. The rumours were rising and rising each minute. I could not take it anymore and the bus was too crowded. I pushed people, ducked under some People’s shoulders, jumped over some and reached the door of the bus. I breathed normally only when I got down from the bus which was stopped at a dark place for some unknown reason. Guys who are standing outside were speaking in kannada that the roll paper in the ticket vending machine was not enough and the conductor has gone to fill that up. Meanwhile Zilani and Asha also got down. I asked them if we could get a cab or something from here. They said it was not possible. We thought we should have taken an auto to kesroli. It took nearly 1 hour for the conductor to come back. This bus has only one door that too only at the back. Initially we were standing near the seat that was in front of the door. Now after getting down and again getting into the bus, we stood near the rear end of the bus. And that was a wrong decision mainly for me. When the driver occupied his seat and started the bus, we all got inside. And in 2 minutes, that lady conductor got into the bus, she was too fat, she pushed people aside and just punched, slapped and kicked while walking inside the bus. When she came near us, zilani was in front of me and he got scared of her and stepped a bit back and thus pushed me over the guy who was at the back seat, he was staring at me for a long time. I was hanging near the last seat of the bus with my hands catching the support rod that was above at the ceiling of the bus and my back near the face of the guy who was sitting in the last seat ๐Ÿ˜‚. When the driver applied brakes, I applied brakes over his unexplainable region with my legs. I stamped once over it ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Shit man ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Asha, Me and Zilani were struggling inside and we heard the hiccup laughter sound of Poonam. She was laughing continuously like anything. Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh !!!!! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Awesome that’s a great attitude actually. But seriously it was irritating. She is enjoying all the fun ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. People around her were looking at her only. Don’t know what they thought ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Either that she was cute or that who is this idiot hiccuping continuously that too in a flow and with rhythm ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Her Laughter is next level. You can just sit and watch her laugh if you are feeling frustrated ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. You will laugh automatically ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. The route the bus was traveling was so dark that no one can find what was ahead or what was behind. It was completely dark. All the lorries and other vehicles were just missing our bus by an inch. And in this dark, we don’t even know where Kesroli stop comes too. We thought of asking that lady conductor. But she already was scolding people like “Hey Stupid, where you want to go? Can’t you stand properly? Can’t you go somewhere front? Don’t show that shit face to me? Even if someone said my friend got a ticket, she said, give me money, I don’t know about your friend ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. She mocked zilani also once ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Atlast she herself said, Kesroli Cross stop is here and we got down. Only after getting down, I could feel my backbone and legs. We were just laughing about what all happened on the bus. Just standing there and laughing. Nothing else.

Dandeli bus depot

We reached near the door of our OYO room at around 11.30 PM. The OYO room was locked from inside. People looked around and pulled the door but it was not working. My detective mind started working. I went around the OYO. I found that the window had no lock. I lifted the latch from outside. Slowly climbed over the window and got inside the reception and opened the door from inside. Everyone was shocked when I came from inside. They were searching for me behind them ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. They thought I was some ghost. I explained to them how I got inside. And we walked towards our rooms. When Poonam opened room 101, it was like an army of cockroaches ready to attack ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. But our room was still marked safe. Also we did not switch off our AC when we left for Dandeli, so the room was still so cool. But other rooms became so hot. Actually heat attracts cockroaches according to a theory.  After sometime, everyone freshened up and we opened our dinner, which was in the condition of a melted ice cream now. All the rotis were rubbery and the gravy was like Butter cold chicken, Cold chicken tikka, Dal fry Cold ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Since we were too hungry after that shitty bus trip, it tasted good for us. This return bus trip was a very big lesson for us. Actually I learn things from what I experience. One thing is that, this is how people travel here every night. And we are staying in the city complaining about how buses are very slow, unhygienic or not cost friendly. Also we fight with auto drivers, ola cabs etc for rides. But here these people are fighting with each other to get a seat in a bus. They have to sacrifice themselves and their bones to get a seat for their family. They have to stand all the way if they don’t have a seat. They are not even arranging an extra bus when 120 members got into a bus which has a capacity of 50-60 members only. Such is the condition of these people. Also food, now we have nothing available to eat and at this point of time, whatever is available tastes like it’s an elixir for us. But when we are at home with cozy comfortness of our parents we just throw our food away. I here saw a lot of people who are struggling for food for at least one time per day. We all have to realize that. I believe the HiFi girls would have realized how there is another life in this world too. You can have whatever money you have, but at some point in life, it will all go in vain. You have to cross some things like everyone else does. Like if any natural calamity comes, no one knows who will come to roads and who will become king after that. Life is a variable, it is not sure that how you are today either good or bad, you will be the same tomorrow. Anything can happen at any time. So, we should remember that. We should never forget our starting point ever.

After eating we did some chit chatting for sometime and then went to our respective rooms and slept. Our room 103 was in a very good state. AC was blowing air directly into our faces. And covering me with a blanket was very comfortable and was like heaven ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. I just can’t remember when I slept also. It was that good with AC and sponge like bed. At around 3 in the morning, I heard someone knocking on the door. I was in a deep sleep, I couldn’t get my body up. I heard Vinay getting up and walking towards the door and I heard him saying, “I am Sleeping, I am not coming”. Then again the door closed. And I slept again. In the morning when I woke up. Vinay said to me that, “Power cut happened the previous night and Asha has pinged in a group that “Someone who is awake, Please help us !!” ๐Ÿ˜‚. It seems power has gone out and it was sweating it out for them like anything. And that is why at around 3, Zilani knocked on the door and called Vinay to accompany him to complain about that. But me,Vinay and Vikrant were not in a condition of waking up at all. We were used to it because we have faced many situations like that. So he went and fought with the OYO room helpers and also called OYO support from the app and fought with them. And that is how power came back it seems. But I never realized such things happened. For me being a born and brought up in Chennai, a small increase in temperature doesn’t affect my body. Actually since our AC was on for a long time. We never felt that much heat. It was a very good sleep actually. We slept after dinner only since we had to wake up at 6.30 AM in the morning, so as to start towards the River rafting area in Dandeli. Vinay and I woke up at 6.30 AM. Vikrant, Zilani and Manpreet woke up at 7.30 AM nearly. But to wake Poonam up, it was like a very big task. She got up from bed at nearly 9.30 AM. After that people bathed, refreshed up and started towards Dandeli to have fun. There was a hotel at the bus stop near Kesroli. There we ate Poori set, Vada, Idly vada, idly, Dosa, veg pulav etc. After eating, We came outside and the bus came and we got into it. We reached State Adventures at around 10.15 AM. They  arranged a driver for us. He had an Omni – yeah the kidnapping car with slide doors. And that driver looked like an exact kidnapper. His face was as if someone made him sign an empty bond paper and took all his properties. He was just staring angrily at us all the time ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. But that happens when we have such lazy and carefree people with us.

After all arrangements were done, the driver took us to a place where Rafting happens. State Adventures asked us to contact someone called Shahrukh Khan who was actually at the spot of river rafting. It was near the Bison resort. Today’s plan was completing mid rafting at Bison resort, followed by Water sports, jungle Safari and then Kali river Backwaters visit and at last DJ night, Bonfire and dinner at Jungle bell resort. We reached the spot where Rafting was happening. We went inside and showed the bill of mid rafting to Shahrukh. He took the bill, spoke to someone who was at some distance and came back and said Mid rafting is not available. He said Forest department had already sent out a message that people who went mid rafting sometime ago were doing ruckus there, where Maha shivatri festival was being celebrated. It caused disturbances to the tribal people he said. That felt like someone threw me down into a pile of mud. Because rafting was the major thing for which we came here. It was a special thing in Dandeli. Shahrukh said Short rafting can be done. That is allowed. We asked him what is short rafting and how long it is. He said short rafting is for 1 km. Just crossing one rift with the balloon boat and coming back. Shit man !!. It was like nothing. Then why do we have to travel to Dandeli for this. This we can do in the swimming pool only. We fought with him. We called State Adventures and fought with them. At last after a lot of calls, they accepted us to go for Mid rafting. And there we have had the best memory of our life. Shah rukh said Mid rafting starts from a point which is 2 KMs away from the current location and we have to go and start from there. So the driver took us to that spot and we waited and waited and waited. Meanwhile, a job came for Vinay’s DSLR. Everyone started posing for pictures for their Instagram. And it was very good actually. Vinay was not a pro. Actually this was his first time with a DSLR I guess, but he took some awesome pictures of both nature and people. Vikrant was a genius there too. He knew a lot about DSLR and he taught him about the various settings and other things in it. So this was going on. I don’t have a lot of attraction towards photos and Instagram bla bla bla etc. I started wandering around to check out the greenery that was available. There was a lot of greenery that day. Girls mostly from Kerala were gathered for this long weekend. Everyone went on short rafting one after another. Some did kayaking, Zorbing etc. I noticed the people’s zoo about what everyone is doing and all. Among them, I saw a proposal happening. A guy was holding the girl’s fingers with his fingers and he was promising her something. I should not hear their personal things right. So I left. There were a lot of Kerala girls there. They are two types. One – Awesome and Two – Bla Bla Bla ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Suddenly I locked eyes with a girl who was awesome ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. She was of normal colour, not so white not so black. She was in her pink tops and dark blue pants. Her hair was loose. She resembled an angel. But I who was not even a 5% match for her. Just stood there, looking at her for sometime. She was giving out hypnotising expressions. She was laughing, splashing water and playing with her girl group of friends. Then at around 1.30 PM, our boat for 7 People was brought to that place. We got a guide called Kumar. He was also chewing Beeda Paan in his mouth. He was wearing a blue shirt and rainbow coloured Goa ยพ pants ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. ROFL ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Poonam and him were wearing matching matching dresses ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. He gave us all the safety gears. Helmet, Safety jacket to float on water etc. But these girls were taking photos non stop again and again. If I were a boyfriend of one of them, I would have pushed them into the water. At around 2PM, we got into the rafting boat. Each one was given a row (to steer the boat) in their hand except for Asha. She played the Queen role ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Kumar sat at the back of us and we all sat in lines. We entered the water and he gave instructions to us. Suddenly he became so strict and started scolding if we talked between us too. He said I am Kumar, I am your rafting guide today. We have to be very careful. I have seen people dying here many times. Please be careful or else I don’t know. I thought, “What the F**k man !! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚”. I saw Poonam’s and Asha’s faces ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. They were dumbstruck. He then explained to us how to sit on the boat and how to handle ourselves when a rift comes. Rift is nothing but a mini waterfall at specific points in a river. He explained to us what is Get down, Get up, relax, Forward row, Backward flap etc. He said while getting down. The row which we have in our hand should be in a position in between our hand and stomach. And the hand should catch the ropes on sides of the boat. So we started towards our first rift. Kumar said, Forward ! Faster ! Faster ! Also while rowing we should push our body front and should push the water from the river with the row backwards and this gives more speed to the boat. He was saying Faster ! Faster ! Faster ! Forward ! Forward !! After sometime we reached our first rift which was near the spot where we met Shahrukh. We decided not to take videos. Only photos are enough. Photos cost only 500 rupees whereas videos are like 1500 rupees. Also that for photos they will be taken only till the first rift. Videos will taken throughout the rafting. We decided photos are enough. So the first rift came, Kumar was shouting faster guys faster guys or else we will fall. We rowed as fast as we could. And when we reached very close to the rift, Kumar asked us to get down and we got down into the boat. And there came the first rift. Awesome one ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. Water was splashing into us in all directions. It felt very very very damn good. Also on the right side of the rift was a guy who was taking photos of us. We were posing for him too while having the fear of falling into the rift. It was awesome after getting down the rift in the downstream direction. Kumar was controlling the direction of the boat actually, he changed the direction towards upstream. He asked us to row faster than our life. We rowed faster ! Faster ! So faster !! And we reached the tip of the rift again and Kumar said relax. The water flowing down pushed our boat again towards the downstream at a very high speed and it felt like a roller coaster. Awesome man ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. We went at the speed of the river stream along with it. And after sometime we reached a spot where the River was a bit calm. There Kumar gave permission for us to jump into the water and to swim ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. Who will miss this opportunity. We all dumped ourselves into the water slowly. But Asha jumped harshly that she went inside the water for like 2 minutes ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ and she was suffering ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Others had a very good time swimming. I actually cannot swim but the safety suit made me float on top of water and it was so easier to swim now. I enjoyed it. Water was at a very good temperature and it tasted awesome. We were roaming here and there swimming in water. Mazaaa aaah gayaaaa ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. After the fun at Elneer falls, this was the best one for me. I enjoyed it to the core. We also learned that we need to swim 45ยฐ towards the downstream from the location if we want to reach to the exact location in a flowing river ๐Ÿ˜Ž. After some time, Kumar lifted us all into the boat. Manpreet alone did not get into the water since she was scared of it. Poonam’s swimming was at the next level of comedy which I don’t want to explain about. Kumar was teasing her like anything. Everyone got in. And for Zilani we used cranes to lift him ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿค—. It needed three people to lift him into the boat ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Then we all settled in our positions. Asha took spot at the front of the boat catching hold of the ropes there like a queen. We started rowing towards the second rift. There were a lot of mini rifts in between. But there were 6 Major Rifts. We crossed all rifts with our hard work and with kumar’s guidance. It was very exciting. At each rift, water was splashing into us at a higher level. There were rocks and trees in between also. We had to cross that too. We had hit a tree on the way which was in the middle of river flow. We recovered and continued. Forward, Backward, Relax, Get up, Get down !! These commands I will never forget in my life. I loved my rafting experience. After some 7-8 KMs. We got down from the boat, at a resort. I guess it was Whistling woods resort. Actually it was a collection of all. Whistling woods, river edge, River view etc etc. We got down there and dried ourselves up. But these girls never stopped taking photos there also. I don’t know what they have in this. Photos, photos,photos everywhere. We thanked Kumar. And a Jeep was arranged for us from there. We went on jungle Safari after that. We spotted Deers, monkeys and other birds. But luck was not there, so Tiger could not be spotted. We took photos with Kumar, thanked him. He thanked us for taking photos with him. He said this was the first time a tourist has taken photos with him. We reached the water sports spot at around 4 PM. We did Kayaking then. Kayaking is nothing but, Single person on a small boat which was specially available for Kayaking. For me personally, Kayaking was boring after doing Rafting ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. But Asha, Vikrant and Zilani enjoyed it to the core. They had fun. They roamed through long distance with it. It was awesome they said. Maybe it would have if I had done Kayaking before rafting๐Ÿ˜…. Rafting was still beating my heart. I wanted to go rafting once again. But actually it was not possible. We did not have that much time. After Kayaking, we did Zorbing, Boating and Jacuzzi bath. Zorbing is nothing but a Balloon into which you will be pushed and you have to run inside it and water will be splashed on to you by people around you. It was so artificial here. It was not the original Zorbing. I was not actually too interested in it. To go to Jacuzzi bath you have to go via boating. Boating was from the shore to the point of Jacuzzi bath. Jacuzzi is nothing but one of the rifts of the rafting which is at an average speed so that people can bathe in it and have fun around it. Jacuzzi bath was also awesome. But personally for me, Rafting ! Rafting ! Rafting !!! ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. After all the water sports were done, we had to change our clothes and leave for the Backwaters of the Kali river. But we had to change our clothes. Driver said we can change it when we reach the resort where the Bonfire is happening. He said already it’s too late. But we decided to change it here only. We boys changed in the open with towels hiding our important region and also showing the six packs to all the girls who were roaming around ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Girls had separate bath rooms. We changed our dress in two minutes. But girls took 45 minutes to change only. And then after changing, they had started to open their paint boxes and started applying Nerolac, Asian paints Ultima etc on their face. They were even drawing arts with pencil in their eyebrows etc. It took like 20 minutes for them to get ready after changing. So totally more than 1 hr gone. The driver came to the place where we were and started staring at us angrily ๐Ÿ˜‚.

7 Stones which represents all 7 of us which collected on banks of Kali river !!

We then got into the car. And moved towards the back waters of the Kali river. The view of that place was exotic. It was awesome, refreshing. It was great ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. But, people started taking photos again. They took like Lakhs of photos here. I asked why so much, take one or two we can enjoy this moment. Lets sit together and communicate to each other about our past experiences. Lets get to know each other. Lets live this moment. But No, they never stopped. It was all Vinay’s DSLR’s fault. They were saying they are capturing their moment. Hello dood’s actually you are not having any moment. What moment you are capturing ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™„. People nowadays don’t love nature. They don’t enjoy nature. They just live for publicity. They don’t want to get to know about a place. They just want to post that they went to that place. This backwater spot has a very long bridge like path. Driver told us to travel via this bridge to 1 KM and see what was there. But no one cared. He said it would be awesome. But no one cared. They were all just taking photos, photos and photos. Actually speaking I felt all alone at one point here. And I sat there at a spot and my pasts and other feelings started running into me. I was looking around and just realizing how tiny we are in this part of scenery only. Then in this universe? I had a self realization moment there. I thought that I was coming out with people who were not even interested in this. I thought about my Mom, Dad, brothers etc. What if they were here with me? Will they do the same. Will they just care about taking photos. Absolutely No. I was realizing a lot of mistakes I made in my life while sitting there. Flashes of Memories were running inside me. I took out my headset and inserted it into my year. I started playing “The Life of Ram – Karai vandha pirage pidikidhu kadalai !! narai vandha pirage puriyudhu ulagai !! Netrin inbangal yaavum koodiye !! Nalai or artham aakume !! Vaazha en vaazhvai vaazhave !!”. I also recited a poem from that scenery into my heart which will come in a future post. I forgot I came here with people actually. I got up and started walking towards that other end of the bridge where the driver asked us to go. I walked and walked and then did cricket bowling action which all 90’s kids actually do while walking alone. I did Bumrah’s bowling action too ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. I walked and walked and walked and found that the other side of the bridge led to the Supa Dam. Also there was a connection to the main road from the other side. But what to do I cannot leave these people alone right. They will start searching for me and my phone doesn’t even have a network. So I started walking back. We climbed down the bridge and went near the backwater of the river. It felt like a beach. But without huge waves. It was awesome. But still these photographers and models never stopped their work. They would have reached crore photos by now. It was frustrating to see such things actually. What is the point of coming all the way to Dandeli when all you want is to take photos. You can take fake stills in a green mat only. It is available in Bangalore itself. It was frustrating. There was no enjoyment or any company to enjoy. But I also gave ideas for taking slow mo’s and 360ยฐ shots etc etc. But for taking photos there is a limit. People should understand. Everyone should live the moment. Your brain is having a higher capacity than your phone to capture the moments. When you are dying, it is your brain which will flash your moments and not your Camera or mobile phone. Remember that. Learn to Live the moment. That’s all I can say. After some 1 hour, the driver came in search of us and started shouting again for making it late. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ I don’t know what problem he has. But he wants to do everything urgently. We walked back towards the car and on the way we took some photos.

Backwaters of Kali river

And the driver dropped us back at State Adventures near Dandeli bus stand again. Driver’s name was Zaheer Khan ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We got down at State Adventures and we went in and spoke with the people there. This time Lawrence was not there. Only Mohammed was there. We went in to thank him. He asked us about the dinner in the resort and other things that we are yet to do. Me, Vinay and Vikrant spoke to ourselves that rain dance and all is waste of time and since we are so hungry, we can spend all the money on food and have a very good dinner and play some games in the night and have very good sleep and continue whatever we do the next day. But Poonam and Manpreet, they were adamant. They wanted to do rain dance for sure. And this Zilani was always on their side. And so we had to accept and we had to go with them to Jungle bell resort for dinner, rain dance and Bonfire. We also informed Mohammed that we should be dropped back at Rajashekar resort which was at kesroli. He said okay and later communicated it to the driver. When we were travelling my favorite topic came into picture. We were traveling through darker areas of Dandeli and it was around 7PM. So it was too spooky. Zilani, Manpreet, and Vikrant told us some ghost stories from their town. Vikrant’s story was so engrossing. Suddenly I was understanding Hindi at a high level too. Maybe because of the interest. We spoke a lot about ghosts. He said about a village where people will lock themselves up inside the houses before 6PM only because of some rumours. And no one comes out after that. There were no street lights even in that place. So it will be very spooky. Zilani also explained how he felt the presence of a spirit once when he was 15. Asha also said about how she felt her grandma’s soul once. It was so engrossing and awesome. I love such talks. We also spoke about the 90’s cartoons and how awesome it was and also how poor it is now. We reached jungle bell resorts at around 7.15 PM. We had Tea and biscuits. It was very good. Asha had as usual Coffee. When we were having Tea, Poonam and Manpreet went to see how the rain dance place was. After sometime they came back having an awkward face. I looked towards that direction and found that there were completely only boys there and also Tamil songs were being played. And they were all wearing only jatti (Undergarments). And almost all were drunk completely. I came back and asked Poonam, you wanted to rain dance right. Go and join ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. The F**k !! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Wasted ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Money waste. But if we had come as a gang of guys that too if it was a tamil gang like my Gang 181. We would have had an awesome rain dance there ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Actually it was good, but it was completely filled with boys. At around 8 PM, dinner was ready. We asked the incharge there to arrange Bonfire for us. They arranged it. We took our dinner with us and sat around the Bonfire and ate our dinner. Dinner was not so good but average we can say. It had Chapati, Salad, Dhal, Cauliflower Sabji (Spicy), Jeera rice, white rice, sambhar, rasam, kesari etc. But still the work for Vinay’s DSLR never stopped. After eating we just sat there chit chatting and chilling. Meanwhile, Me, Vikrant, Manpreet and Vinay went to the spot where the Carrom board was there. A small kid from Goa came near us and occupied one chair. Manpreet tried talking to him. I lied to her that he cannot speak. She spoke with him in symbols. She was trying a lot. Then Vinay asked him where he was from – that kid”. He said, “I am from Goa”. Manpreet face expression at that point ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Her jaw dropped ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. She ran behind me to hit me. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. It was fun. Then we played Carrom for sometime. And that driver started crying again to leave soon. We got into the Car. But there was no way to go out. A bus was in the middle of the way. And this driver was fighting with everyone asking them where the driver was. He roamed all round the resort searching for him. In the end, I saw a person getting into the bus. Vikrant asked him, where is the driver and he said he is sleeping in his seat in the bus only ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Thug life driver ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Hare Baap Rey !!! Mazaaa ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ !! We were laughing laughing laughing ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Then the driver moved the bus slightly backward, so that the driver can take the car outside. Then we drove off successfully from there and then reached the jungle road again. And we started our journey back to our room.

We reached Rani Chennamma Circle from where we have to take a left turn towards Kesroli. But the driver went a different way. We thought maybe the driver was taking us through a different route. Since we were new to that area we were not aware of all routes. After 1 KM, he halted near a homestay. He asked us to get down and said we reached our homestay. What the F**k dood. We know our room. It is like 17KMs from Dandeli. Not just 1 KMs. Driver said that this is your Resort. Please get down. We looked at the board near it. It was mentioned Rajeshwari Homestays. We told the driver that it is Rajashekar resort and not Rajeshwari resort. It is in Kesroli we said. But the driver just repeated this is your resort. Please get down. Hare ! What are you joking? Don’t we know our resort? We are saying this is not our resort. You are saying this is. We explained to him again that it is Rajashekar resort and it is in Kesroli which is 17KMs away. He asked us to call State Adventures again. We called them but they were not picking up. We pinged Lawrence in WhatsApp also but he was not replying. So the driver said we can go directly to state Adventures again and decide what to do. I said to everyone, never get down from the car whatever happens. We are not leaving this car. Car reached State adventures. And the driver went in and spoke with Mohammed. Lawrence was also there. Mohammed came to us and said, you said Rajeshwari resort right, why are you not getting down when the driver dropped you. We said see Mohammed we said Rajashekar resorts which is at Kesroli. We also said we will not have a bus when we come back from dinner since it was late at night so we asked you to drop us. You said okay too. But now why suddenly you are doing something so weird. He said sir some misunderstanding or miscommunication happened. You said it as Rajeshwari and not rajashekar and we cannot drop you for 17KMs and all. I said everyone stay in the car, no one is getting down today unless we reach our OYO rooms at Kesroli. Mohammed then said it will cost 500 more to drop us at kesroli. We said we can’t give a paise more. Just drop us or we are going to police station. Lawrence was acting as if he did not see us. We shouted hey Lawrence, come here. He did not turn. We shouted at Mohammed, Call Lawrence else we will not get down. Lawrence came towards us. He said why you-all are doing this much ruckus. We dropped you exactly where you wanted to. And you are saying some other thing. Oye Lawrence. Are you mad or what? We told you that we are staying in Kesroli and since it will become late, you have to drop us at Kesroli we said. You also asked us if you have come directly to us, we would have arranged your resorts close by also. But Lawrence said, what Kesroli ? I never said that. You said some Raja resort and there is only one resort here in that name. And it is Rajeshwari. Don’t lie now. Hey Lawrence, it is you who is lying now. Don’t act too much. Lawrence started shouting. He said, get down now. Or else I will. And he stopped the sentence. We can’t get down Lawrence, you have to drop us at kesroli cross. He was just shouting walking here and there. We also shouted in reverse. Since girls were also there, some fear was inside us. But we were strong that no one gets down. We said to the people around him that he is lying now. He said another thing yesterday and now he is changing it completely. He was shouting to them also about us. Then they convinced him to make the driver drop us at our location. He shouted at the driver to go and drop us and come back. We said awesome Lawrence continue the same. You are doing a good work. Continue continue. He was just staring at us. But who cares. I still had fear since girls were there with us. I got relieved only when the driver dropped us in our OYO rooms at Kesroli. We thanked the driver. He said, “Its Okay and he left”. We entered the reception and went to our rooms. Everyone went to their respective rooms. Everyone freshened up and after some time we all assembled in my room. It was around 11.30 PM. Asha slept as soon as we reached. All others gathered in my room and we were speaking about what all happened that day. During that time Vinay did a destroyed in seconds joke. Poonam said we can scare Asha by slowing walking there and shouting Aaahhhhhh !!. Vinay said that all is not required, just wash your face and go she will automatically get a heart attack ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. At around 11.55 PM, Vikrant said he will go and have a bath and come back. Poonam ran at once and went to her room and bought a Wonderla cake and that Magic moments green Apple Vodka. She kept the Cake in the middle and 4 cups of vodka around it for those who drink. Vinay and I dont drink, so we took the 7Up bottle. At 12 AM, we were ready for Vikrant to come in. But he was speaking to people in his locked room via phone. Maybe to his family who were wishing him “Happy Birthday”. After the call, at around 12.10 AM, he entered our room. When he came to the centre, Poonam switched off the lights. Vikrant moved from that center place. But we heard a Damaal sound. Lights were switched on and we saw that Poonam had hit Vinay on his back with brute force. She took revenge for being destroyed in seconds ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Vikrant is too tall, One can easily differentiate Vinay and Vikrant. So it was a perfectly executed plan from Poonam ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚.

After that we joined together and gave Birthday bumps to Vikrant. Not much, because he is too tall and strong. But we gave as much as we can. Then we started cake cutting. We sang “Happyyyyyy Birthdayyyyyyy tooooo yoouuiuuuu!!!!”. Then I dipped a piece of cake in Vodka and inserted it into the mouth of Vikrant ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. He said it felt tasteless ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Then they all took continuous shots of Vodka. Maybe three cups. Vinay and I were just sitting there and watching them doing whatever. Poonam poured a cup of vodka in our bed in between. And then an Aftermath was there. In between all these things, one guy knocked on our door and told us to keep quiet. But we did not stop. He knocked on the door again and said I am working in a local police station. Be quiet !. But why did he have to say that. What if Vikrant said, I am the son of an Air officer. You just F**k off ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚.  Also Some ROFL things that are secret also happened and that can’t be exposed. We sent off everyone to their respective rooms at around 1 AM and we locked the door after everyone settled in their rooms. Vinay and I started discussing Life again. He explained to me how his work life started? What was his first salary? How hard he worked to buy his Bike – Bajaj Avenger. How he helped in building a new house for his parents. How does he serve as a pillar for his family? etc etc. We talked about many other things about how different each and every person is. There are people who know all the ups and downs in life and how they strive each day to grow up in life. Also how other kinds are there, who doesn’t care about anyone. Who just enjoys all the luxuries in life without thinking about each other’s future. We were discussing a lot of things. Office things, about our friends, life, Money, society etc. We were having a conversation till 3.30 AM. At around 3.30 AM, he slept. But I was still looking at the ceiling and thinking when my life would turn in a good way and when I will grow up towards my Pinnacle. Although I give 200% hardwork in everything, luck lady is always not coming to my side. Something wrong is always happening. I don’t know when I slept but when I woke up, sunlight was directly hitting my face. It was around 8.30 AM. After sometime, Zilani came to my room and said to wake up so that we can go for breakfast. Vinay and I got up and got ready at around 9 AM. Vikrant too got up soon. And after that, to wake Poonam, Asha and Manpreet it took 10.30 AM. Even at 10.30 AM, Poonam asked us to go eat and buy something for her when we come back. Shit lazy !!. We went to that hotel that was near the bus stop. I ordered Puri set (4) with a Vada and also then Idly set with Vada. Everyone ordered what they wanted. We also bought a bottle of water for us for later purpose. For Poonam, we took 2 idly parcel and we came back to the room. The Beeda Paan vaayan owner said, we should check out at 11 AM itself, otherwise we have to pay an additional amount. We went back to the room, each one changed dresses soon, packed their things. Vinay took his DSLR to capture some nature photos meanwhile.

At around 11.15, we checked out of the Room. After checking out, we took a photo there. And we reached near the bus stand. When we reached the bus stand, Poonam said she wanted to drink tender coconut that was there. Asha, Vikrant and Poonam, went to drink that. Meanwhile, I had a plan. I told everyone that I took tickets for the wrong date. Everyone was shocked. Then I laughed and said, I played with them and that I took it on a proper date only. Then we made a plan to prank Poonam. When she came to us after drinking tender coconut, I said I took tickets on the wrong date and I don’t know what to do now. I said 24 was Vikrant’s birthday right. Today is 24 right. I took it correctly only I said. But it was 23 actually. Asha also believed it since she was also not aware of the prank. Poonam got tensed but she hided that with her cooling glasses. I said it’s okay we can go by Unreserved class ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. I said, it is just 9 hrs travel. We can stand for 9 hrs on a train, otherwise we can occupy the bathroom ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. She gave her phone to me and asked me to check if any tickets are available in IRCTC. Without even opening anything, I said nothing was available. She asked me to check for tatkal. I said time is over already. Then she asked me to check in Redbus, if any buses are there or not. I checked that and said even buses are not available. I said we can take a room in Hubballi and stay here today and go back to Bangalore with the tickets I booked on the train for tomorrow ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. She totally believed. Meanwhile Vinay said the truth about the prank to Asha so that she will not join Poonam and start researching about the truth. Bus came to the stop, we got into it and we reached Dharwad at around 1 PM. In Dharwad, as usual we got to the BRTS buses. We bought tickets to the railway station. Vikrant took it. But we did not get into the bus that was there, since it was already full. We waited for the next one to come. Meanwhile Vikrant kept his bag in the gap between each of us where we sat. One between me and Zilani and the other between Manpreet and Poonam. And the next bus came and we all got in. Bus reached Dharwad around 3 PM. When we were about to get down the bus. Vikrant said, “Guys! Has anyone seen my big bag ?”. We looked around  and it struck our minds. It was in Dharwad on the bench that we were sitting waiting for the next bus to come. Vikrant’s face turned pale. I guess his purse or some other valuable thing was there in that bag. Happy Birthday Vikrant bro ๐Ÿ˜…. We ran towards the ticket counter and told them what had happened. They said, Don’t worry your bag will be safe if you have kept it in the seats within the BRTS stop doors. They called Dharwad station. And in Dharwad they said, yes a bag is available here. And they sent the photo of it through whatsapp. Vikrant confirmed that it was his bag and only then a smile came in his face. We asked if a bus driver could bring that to us. They said as per BRTS rules it is not allowed because we might say something is missing after the driver brings it to us. So they said the responsible person himself should go to the spot and confirm that it was his thing and get it and come back. Vikrant and Asha said they will go and bring it back. Asha went with him, since she was the only one who knows Kannada. If some explanation had to be given to the people in Dharwad, it would be difficult for him to explain to them as he doesn’t know kannada. So Asha and Vikrant left for Dharwad in the next bus after paying 100 rupees fine for missing the bag and making officials at Dharwad station to investigate. After they left, we moved towards our exit gate. Meanwhile Poonam asked me to talk to Satish (Her Office Manager). I asked why? She said he is from North karnataka and that he will arrange tickets for us to leave for Bangalore ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Shit we forgot about this in all the ruckus. She said he can get us train tickets or some personal Cab service or flight tickets for Bangalore. She asked me to speak to him. I said, Hey ! We pranked you, ask him not to book anything. We have our tickets for the 5 PM train today ๐Ÿ˜‚. She chased me with slippers in hand like in Gangs of Wasseypur ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚.we had fun even in all those chaos time. She had hit me 3 times in my back. But I was just laughing and laughing and laughing. I couldn’t control my Laughter. I was running around everyone to stop her beating me ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Then We kept the ticket that has QR code on to the scanner. But it said it was invalid. We scanned it again and again, but it said it was not valid again and again. I read the ticket and found that it was bought till Hubballi HDMC and not till Hubballi railway station. But Zilani before that reached the officials there and showed the ticket and said it is saying invalid. Shit! They caught us. They said, we have to pay 100 per head fine to leave for the railway station. Awesome f**k up !! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ one after another ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. After paying the fine, we left for the railway station. Officials there warned us not to repeat the same again. We said we were new to Hubballi so we did not know that exact stop. But it was our fault. We should have checked the ticket before entering the bus. The ticket we bought was for a stop that was 5 to 6 stops before the railway station. Once we entered the railway station, we withdrew money from the ATM. And we directly went towards the food plaza. There we ate Chicken Biryani, Egg Biryani, North Combo meals, Bread Omelette, Dahi Vada, Apple juice, Mosambi juice, Chocolates etc etc. Stomach was filled slowly and we felt very good. We were talking about many things sitting there. Zilani wrote a review about the IRCTC food which we ate, on the request of a staff there. One old lady worker told us to write bad about all the food ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜…. Don’t know why ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We were laughing like anything when that old lady said that. At around 4.30 PM, Vikrant and Asha reached back with Vikrant’s bag. It took 1 and half hours to travel to and fro from Hubballi to Dharwad and from Dharwad to Hubballi. When they both reached, we started playing Dumbshrats. Vikrant was playing even while eating. He was very good at finding movies. He was a good finder. Zilani was a good actor. Poonam was the worst finder and Manpreet was the worst actor ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. I know only a few Hindi movies so I am an exception. Many movies came into picture like Maasan, Befikre, Jaane tu ya Jaane na, Tanu Weds Manu etc etc. And atlast came the ultimate word ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ – Cocktail. We were rolling down on the floor and laughing when Zilani acted on this word. It was the ultimate laughter. Tears came into my eyes ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Can’t stop laughing for 10 minutes. At around 5.10 PM, Jodhpur express reached Hubballi station. We got into our 2nd Class AC coach and I told them where all their seats were. It was awesome and comfortable with pillows, Bed sheets and warmers etc. It was great. Everyone thanked me for booking that. We got together in a cabin and we started playing Dumbshrats again. Now Zilani, Vikrant and Me were a team and rest all were a team. I don’t know much of a Hindi but the way Zilani acted made it very easy to find anything and everything. We found everything. He acted about a movie called Vasu in a ROFL way that even I found out. I don’t even know such a movie existed. Maza Aa aah gayaaaa ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We missed only one movie called Parched which also we missed by an inch. We found it like Par Chad. But we could not pronounce what it exactly was. We won it like 13 -1. And they did not find even one ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. The movie names we gave were so sarcastic and ROFL ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Girls got frustrated and asked us to change the game. We then shifted to Raja Rani Police Chor game. But Zilani renamed it as Raja Rani Police Manager Team Lead Ch**tiya ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. It was fun ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Poonam was playing bluff even in this too. But got caught again and again ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We missed bringing the cards, otherwise it would have become the next level of fun. Because the King of bluff is here. I am the King of Bluff. No one can defeat me in bluff ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We played the game for sometime and we counted everything and Vikrant won it as we predicted and i was second ๐Ÿ˜Ž. We then Ordered food. We ordered North Indian Thali, Veg pulav etc. Poonam captured this on her mobile phone. And this photo I would say is really a moment โคโคโคโคโคโคโค๐Ÿ˜. It was awesome train travel back to Bangalore. We ate our food and went to sleep at around 9.30 PM. Train was scheduled to reach KSR at 3.00 AM. And coming to KSR. What is KSR? Asha said it was called Krantiveer Sangolli Rayanna. Zilani twisted it and said it is difficult to remember and so here after it is Krantiveer Suresh Raina ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. And hence the name was changed by the great emperor Mohammed Ghulam Zilani. KSR became Krantiveer Suresh Raina. So for SBC which is short form for Bangalore City Railway Station. Zilani gave another twisted form which I cannot say ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Damn good ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. Laughed hard ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We were remembering it and laughing while travelling in the cab too ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. We got down at KSR ๐Ÿ˜‚ at 2.45 AM only. Train was so fast. We reached soon. I had a good sleep on the train. But yet that sleep was not enough. We got down and Poonam started to sleep walking towards the exit. She sensed everything around with closed eyes and walked like a line follower robot ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚. She looked like some doll which was given a key to follow some path ๐Ÿ˜‚. We reached outside the station. I took the phone from her and booked cab to her PG with Aroma Hyderabad biryani shop as the intermediate stop for us to get down. Asha’s father came to pick her up. Zilani and Manpreet booked a separate cab for them. So we all shook hands and left each other’s way at around 3.30 AM. Vinay got down in between near Veeranapalya. 

Today – 24 Feb 2020 – Current Date : 

I woke up at 9 AM. I felt tired and when I looked back on the 2 days, I felt good about the trip. Although it was not as emotional or memorable as Kudramukh. This trip taught us a lot of lessons. We did face a lot of problems and we had overcome all the problems by ourselves. We stood together in all problems and we had surpassed everything with courage, Hope and strong positive belief. I felt proud of going on this trip. But also it was too difficult to handle these lazy girls and their gang leader as part of this trip, that is for sure. If they were active enough and if we had reached all the spots early on time. We would have had a more memorable trip like Kudramukh. But this one was also equally good ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. I went out with another language gang for the first time. This was the first time I never had a company of a very close friend and a person who can speak only my language etc. But I never felt left out because of my language at any point of time. People spoke both in understandable hindi and also English especially for me a lot of time. This trip will stay in my memory for a lot of reasons. Especially for Rafting ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. I got up from my bed around 10 AM. Took a bath and left for the office at 10.30AM and my regular day started. 

Vinay said in one of the lunch hours that he had a poster with a quote that was stuck in his cupboard. It says “Live your life not by celebrating achievements but by overcoming defeats”. And that explains our trip very well. We asked help from lot of people but in the end we overcame all hurdles with our own efforts, courage, knowledge and self confidence. And that is awesome โค๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿค˜โœŒโญ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ‘

Remember – “Traveling is not a reward for working, it is an education for living and loving ourselves and each other ๐Ÿ˜ !!”

I guess my next will be Ghokarna or the dream destination of mine, GOA โค.

Published by @ The Emotional Ink !!

Aspiring Writer with an Emotional Heart who is basically asusual an Engineer

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