last week was one full of hectic activities !! and loads of fun ..:-) well, it was my teammate arun's marriage at "avinashi". this is a small and busy town near tirupur, which is near coimbatore..which is ..ok forget it.
so we all (8 of us in my team) decided to go there. we left chennai on tuesday 6th of march by the trivandrum express. we managed to spend all of the 7 hours playing cards and dumb charades. finally we got off at 11 in the night at tirupur where a car was awaiting. so off we went to avinashi and to the marriage hall. had so much of food at 11.30 ( hot dosas and chapathis..), that we just flopped on our beds at the hotel.
at around 2.50 pm, there was a scream and all 3 of us woke up and then "takk" the power went off. ( there were 3 of us girls in the group). it was like a scene from a thriller movie. we could hear people speaking, but were too scared to open the door. so we called the guys from our team sleeping in the next room. one poor guy picked up and spoke groggily, and i was speaking to him almost breathless.
what he came out and saw will surely rank as one of his memorable experiences. 3 guys drunk to the brim, were lying on top of each other right in front of our door. don't know how they had the sense to switch off the main switch of our room. anyway, they managed to make these guys go inside and got the power back.
but we were quite shaken by this, and my head started throbbing with pain. i dozed off after half an hour of anger, helplessness and cursing in my mind.
well, the marriage next morning went off fine, and our train back to chennai was only at 10.30 pm. visited the avinasi lingam temple and off we went to "black thunder" .
we had so much fun from around 12 in the noon to 5.30 in the evng, that at the end of it none of us could even put one step forward. personally, i was having a good time with a group after school and college tours. anyway, on the way back we also visited marudhamalai ( didn't want to leave out anything) !.
the cheran express threw us into chennai the next day morning. and i went into my bed straight away and found myself waking up to the afternoon sun at 1 'o clock.
all was well, but the next day i found my throat hurting so much that i couldn't swallow. always the first sign of impending danger. rightly so i found that i couldn't sit in office the next day and ran home, only to be told by the doctor that i had all the symptoms of "flu".
well,well, well...after some earfull and "i told you so" from my parents and popping five tablets for the past 2 days into my painful throat..here i am narrating.
all in all, it was good fun despite the flu ;))
PS: think before you get into the water at black thunder, it needs some serious cleaning.
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Sunday, March 11, 2007
Saturday, September 09, 2006
One night in the train !
uff...I had finally managed to get into my compartment. I found my seat and shoved the bags under my feet.It was a photo finish, would have put an olympian to shame. My mom was frantically waving me goodbye. I waved her back,and sat down to get my breath back.
It was then that I became aware of my surroundings. Well, I was travelling from Chennai to Rajapalayam, just to visit my dad.
I was allotted the middle berth, and beside me were two not quite young women. On the other side were my tormentors to be, on the side lower berth, two "DMK Karai" dhothi clad,loud and old men. In front of me was a louder mouthed chamcha. This group of people extended till the next 2 bays.
The older guy was an ugly sight to watch.He was trying to eat something all the while skillfully managing to spill more around him than into his mouth. I settled down to reading a magazine.
The best part of my journey started when the older of the guys, who already seemed a little drunk, started smoking.
Well, so what you might ask. Haven't we seen people smoking in trains. But this time I don't know what made me tell him" Sir please don't smoke". The whole party fell silent and was shocked at the audacity of a "chinna ponnu" in their words, asking the great "Thalaivar", ( thats how the chamcha referred to him) not to smoke.
He ignored me in the best possible way. I then told the person near him, and to my surprise he too asked the "Thalaivar" to drop the cigarette. But Thalai was not ready to budge.
Well, now they had ignored me enough, so I raised my voice and said, " If you don't drop it, I'm going to complain the to the T.T.R." That brought the chamcha to his feet, and he started jumping up and down, screaming lots of unintelligebile stuff.
After a few more passengers persuaded,he had to put it down , which for him was like throwing his ego down.
The mutterings continued,as the TTR came in. The surprise element was that he told me that my ticket had been upgraded to 3 tier AC. At that moment I felt like screaming "Laloo Prasad ki Jai" .Thanks to his upgradation scheme.
Before leaving that dreaded place, I caught a glimpse of how politics works. The chamcha, went up to the TTR and said, " Sir, this girl, got into a wrong coach and humiliated my Thalaivar." The TTR ignored his complaint and moved on. But that comment just seemed to show how the politicians make a mountain out of a mole hill.
As I triep cataching some sleep in the cool comfort of the AC, the rest of the people in the group , sneaked into the AC , and were partying with chicken biryani and liquor. This time I decided to keep my eyes , mouth and my nose( the stench was unbearable) closed.
It was then that I became aware of my surroundings. Well, I was travelling from Chennai to Rajapalayam, just to visit my dad.
I was allotted the middle berth, and beside me were two not quite young women. On the other side were my tormentors to be, on the side lower berth, two "DMK Karai" dhothi clad,loud and old men. In front of me was a louder mouthed chamcha. This group of people extended till the next 2 bays.
The older guy was an ugly sight to watch.He was trying to eat something all the while skillfully managing to spill more around him than into his mouth. I settled down to reading a magazine.
The best part of my journey started when the older of the guys, who already seemed a little drunk, started smoking.
Well, so what you might ask. Haven't we seen people smoking in trains. But this time I don't know what made me tell him" Sir please don't smoke". The whole party fell silent and was shocked at the audacity of a "chinna ponnu" in their words, asking the great "Thalaivar", ( thats how the chamcha referred to him) not to smoke.
He ignored me in the best possible way. I then told the person near him, and to my surprise he too asked the "Thalaivar" to drop the cigarette. But Thalai was not ready to budge.
Well, now they had ignored me enough, so I raised my voice and said, " If you don't drop it, I'm going to complain the to the T.T.R." That brought the chamcha to his feet, and he started jumping up and down, screaming lots of unintelligebile stuff.
After a few more passengers persuaded,he had to put it down , which for him was like throwing his ego down.
The mutterings continued,as the TTR came in. The surprise element was that he told me that my ticket had been upgraded to 3 tier AC. At that moment I felt like screaming "Laloo Prasad ki Jai" .Thanks to his upgradation scheme.
Before leaving that dreaded place, I caught a glimpse of how politics works. The chamcha, went up to the TTR and said, " Sir, this girl, got into a wrong coach and humiliated my Thalaivar." The TTR ignored his complaint and moved on. But that comment just seemed to show how the politicians make a mountain out of a mole hill.
As I triep cataching some sleep in the cool comfort of the AC, the rest of the people in the group , sneaked into the AC , and were partying with chicken biryani and liquor. This time I decided to keep my eyes , mouth and my nose( the stench was unbearable) closed.
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