Funny Memories ( Part 1 )

Was just driving back home the other, when a funny moment came to me....N then my mind was flooded with all the funny moments i have had.....here are a few i cud remember now.....
1. Jr. COllg days.....We had a big classroom, N sometime sitting under the fan was more important than the lecture itself.....So everybody was seated.....N then Jeetu sudenly realized that his Fan was OFF...n hinted at the person near the Switch to start it...N was caught by the Prof ( Mr. Venu ) N the statement he made when Jeetu suggested that he was feeling hot was " Get a AC fitted " the timing n the way he said it was dam hilarious........:D

2. Again Jr. Collg.....We had a very short Lunch brk n we took undue Advantage by goin out of collg for it...as usual we were late, n then Our Prof Mrs.Goswami said that all those who were late will hav to write whatever she taught that day some "n" no. of times or else she cud call our Father ( our Principal ) N i jus got up n said, " yes mam call Father" the rest of the lot were stunned......n then father came n gave me a nice tapli :P

3. During our trips during Jr. Collg days.....We had loads of fun...N on every occasion that there was some mischief Bunty was caught....N on some occasions he was the culprit.....n many others he was not :P
On this occasion we were in the Bus ready to move n some one shouted somethin...N father scolded BUnty coz he thot it was Bunty, but it was John........

4. N that reminds of Bunty's amazing innovation....We had our GMD( Geometrical machine Drawing) Exam n the questin was to draw a file with all its components labelled.....N Like any layman wud hav thot n drew, bunty dreww a Stationary FILE instead of one used for Carpentry:P.....N none of cud remember all the componenets of the dile , so no one did that...N outside we all had the laugh of our lifetimes wen Bunty mentined this.....hehehehehehe...it stil makes me laugh.........

5. N one more of Bunty....we were at Amy's place for her Birthday surprise.......Everythin went smoothly....till bunty decided to add some blasts to it........Everyone was tryin to blast these balloons baunty had bought...so bunty joined it the action....We were jus diverting them towards the fan.,.....What bunty did wil surprise U.....he took a Lighter n held it near the Balloon...It blasted off...with a blue flame.....N some burnt hair for Bunty.....He had his entire Right hand's hair removed in no time...........Now thts somethin.......Bunty normally comes up wit such stuff for the good of mankind :P

6.One incident from school....We were all having a lecture from our class teacher.......N me n Adi were sitting behind Ayon(bangu )n Francis......Then for some Question Mam asked Bangu to answer it... He got up.....N as he was answerin Francis moved the entire Bench in front.... N bangu had this habit of jus sittin down without lookin bac n then takin francis as his Cushion and leanin on to him.. ON this occasion he went to sit without lookin bac or takin any support...n then jus fell like cut timber in a forest......straight........on the floor......We were out of our benches laughing............N bangu was all red... he normally get all red when he's angry.....N mam was lik are you alright Ayon.......N he was lik tryin to control his temper..., "Yes miss i M fine".....But it was tryuly amazing time.......Miss all that.........

7.On our trip to Himachal.......we use to play teen pati almost everytime......N on this occasion we were playin it while comin bac in train....we had everythin fixed.....I got horrible cards, ravi the same, bunty got amazing cards, n mohit( paplu ) got next to amazing ones....n we use to play wit real money.. ( only small money 25 paise, 50 paise....)n me n ravi gave up.....bunty n mohit kept raisin the stakes........n finally wen mohit din hav money to raise he called for show....n he lost......his cards were King , KINg , king....and bunty's were Ace, ace , ace :P

8. Similar were the times when we all use to play N i use to play Blind....I kneew my cards were good as dealing was done by pakala or ravi :P
It was so much fun......

9. During collg i stayed in the Hostel for 2 yrs......N it was the best time i had so far....N we use to play football everyday.....N when me, pak, n senthil were in one team n Goa in another.....it was the best time....we use to Piss Goa off lik nothin else cud....That was sledgin ( if u cud call it tht )....n he always use to get angry n mad........n leave his game n come aftr us .....now i guess he's grown up....:P

Its really hard to remember all.....But as i do, i wil rite it down....til the hav a laugh about what i hav written.

Naneghat

After a long time one more Adventure get away......This time it was a place by the name of Naneghat.

As the name suggests it was a Ghat used long ago.......Nane means Money n this was the route used by the Old traders to cross over to the other side of the mountains......Also At many places along this route there are Huge Utensils carved out of Stone to put in the Sort of toll of those days or may be TAx........N atop the mountain are caves built by the Buddhist monks but later taken by power by the Hindus.
All this information is Courtsey My Dad.

So this place is near the Malshej Ghat after Kalyan on ya way towards Pune...........
So this time we didn't have a pickup from Vashi....we had to travel all the way to Ghatkopar to catch the bus...As usual we were well before time n the bus as always late :( So we had to do TP at Ghatkopar Bus Stop for a good 1 1/2 Hrs........

N finally our ride arrived....The Moment we entered i found a nice spot n wuickly felt asleep....We stopped on our way once for refreshments.....Then Finally we were on the foothills of the Gr8 Pass ( Naneghat)



It was gonna be a Night Trek...( never had done one)so i was excited............We started at arnd 3 AM ......Initially i was keeping pace nicely wit my grp ( Bunty, Rahul, Amy, kritika, gayatri) but as the climb became steeper the distance between me n our grp also widened.........It was a never ending thing....Then after arnd 90 mins of continuous climbing we had a nice rest on a piece of flatland.....tht place was amazing.......That rest was much needed :D Then somehow we managed to reach til the caves at the top..........



N it was 6 30 by the time i reached in the caves.....N it was nice small thing....



But it was dam chilly...PLus we were all wet with all the climbing done...But dint hav energy to even move so i slept lik tht only...Juswore my jacket n took a bed sheet........N had a good one hr sleep...........
The we were served some good hot Poha n Chai.... :D at tht point sab kuch chalta tha, but this was really nice :D
Then we were in for a treat.....The setting was just too much.......Clouds aalll around us, rain, wind......N top of that we had to do Rappelling down Nanacha Angtha ............C for urself......









Then as we reached the top we saw what awaited us....A 1200 Ft Cliff out of which 350 Ft we had to rappel.......Hmmm......I was a bit scared n bit excited......Basically i was scared.....So finally we geared up for the rappelling.........




I went down....The 1st few steps were ok...The rope was coming nicely...But as my weight fell on the rope......it began to slide very easily...I was doin nicely........Then there was a big Speed breaker in between, n i had to go over it....which i did...But then my feet weren't long enough to touch the rock again...N i was there hanging by the thread around 1000 Ft in the air....Then all of a sudden the rope began to slip, i went into a free fall......I was lucky tht the rope was controlled from below.....I forced into 2 free falls.............N finally within secs i was down in the ridge.......n safe......I was the 1st one to Rappelling n Free Fall at the same time.....I was shit scared wen i reached the ridge.....Sat down for sometime there.....But that wasn't it......We had to Harness ourselves to a rope n then cross the ridge.... It wasn't Difficult but at some places we had to remove the hook from one rope n connect it to the other.....I went through the 1st rope properly, But wen we had to disengage the hook n then put it to the other rope, i somehow hooked it to the other rope but the hook got removed from my harness....N i continued my crawling through the ridge....Only to have my heart in my mouth a moment later.....The instructor screamed at me...as he found my hook lying on the rope.....I crawled back n put it again.....If i had slipped from there.....It wud have been a nice free fall for some 900 Ft n good Lunch awaiting me wit the devil.......But I survived to tell the tale..........But seriously in less than a few mins i had my balls in my mouth.......
But then it was over.....I reached the cave safely.....we had nice hot lunch there............N then we were off to Mumbai........

A New Love Story

So how do i start..........the Story starts way back in July 2007 (30th July to be precise )
WE have Mr. L and Ms.S
I never thought this would happen, but it has.........
So they 1st met outside Pune station....It was raining........They got to know each other for a brief while........then they went ahead with their respective journeys.........Mr.L was visibly please n i guess so was Ms S............
They got to know each other very well over the months to follow........they got nice and cozy with each other.............whenever Mr.L wanted Ms.S was there for him and vice versa.......They were really looking good for a long haul................
So a year passed and they were still in pune.......they were almost a pair now....
Then fate intervened......Mr.L was shifted to Mumbai in June 2008......He was happy but at the same time sad tht he wont b seeing more of Ms.S
But stars changed their position in the sky and there she was Ms. S also in mumbai.......They both got together instantly......their love for each other grew........there were a few instances of intimacy :P but as u all know the crowd in mumbai deterred everything.....so they went about things as usual........going out together once in a while...............they were now head over heals over each other......whevever they got too close love marks were seen on Mr.L :P
Then one fine day ( June 09 2009 )they both went out with their common friend Ms.A. But before they met her they had had their small cozy thing (without the marks this time :P)They had nice time.......So after they dropped Ms.A to her home, they both got really horny.........And while parking the inevitable happened........
Ms.S was burning hot.....and Mr. L couldn't control...........n they just got too close for comfort ( N then there was a SCREAM )and the biggest love mark you could get was ther for all to see :D

I was there parking my Bike..............
N to all of u who are letting their useless brains do all the thinking that is not required ( I noe u all dirty ppl :P:P:P)
Mr. L is my LEG and Ms. S is the silencer of my bike
And on this fate full night I got myself burnt real badly
and there are no prizes for guessing that the scream belonged to me


Chal then ppl keep thinking......N i Will nurse Mr.L ( and for sure Mr. L is getting no where close to Ms.S and if he need to get close, i Will make sure he Will hav protection (jeans)on ):P:P
......n when they were returning Mr. L was all getting

A MILLION RUPEE QUESTION ?????

Yest was a normal day.......got up late :P ( 8 AM )
had a routine thing at factory......but then while coming back i decided to stop over at the Garage to check the tyre of my bike( which i assumed were punctured or on the verge of )
I got it checked, n to my delight they were all right.......since i had some free time i decided to get my shoe polished ( I hardly do it )
I got it done, n now i had to pay the MOCHI 6 bucks, i dint have change so i told him keep 10 bucks. But he was reluctant taking the extra money. ( what a contrast we have in INDIA or may the entire WORLD , poor are reluctant to take in Xtra money while a RICH guy is always wanting more even if it is way over what he ought to get.)
so I some how convinced him to keep the xtra amount n said tht we could do the math later if I come to hi for some work.........
N i walked a few steps n there on the ROAD i found 20 bucks........i took it gleefully.......
I am a non believer( But this episode jus made me look up to the sky :D)
..I gave him 4 bucks xtra n i got 20 bucks in xchange......wat a nice way to end the day..........:D:D:D
To wrap it all......
we all know tht good wil get u good n bad wil get u bad, but y dont we follow it.........A million rupee Question ??????

Article on Shashi Tharoor ( A nice Read )

Shashi Tharoor is the Ex Secretary General of the UN.....Many of us also read his articles in TOI.....but here this article(Written by Mr. Rajeev Srinavasan on Rediff) caught my eye..Thought even you People should read it.......And after certain research i also found out tht Mr. Tharoor is the richest contestant from the south having Assets worth some 20 Crores or so...........There are thousands of contestants like him(Wealthy !!!!).......But we will need more Educated PPL to come forward......Atleast we can have some hope in them.....

Many readers may be aware that Shashi Tharoor , former UN under secretary general and well-known writer, is a candidate for the Lok Sabha from the Thiruvananthapuram constituency, which happens to be my hometown. This puts me personally on the horns of a dilemma, because while I see reasons to support Shashi and wish him well, I am also concerned about some of his views, which directly oppose certain things that I believe are important for the nation.

First, my reasons to support him. We have been acquainted for years, and exchange e-mails on and off. When I congratulated him by e-mail on his candidacy for Parliament, his response was (I paraphrase) 'Thank you, even though we don't see eye to eye on many things.' His sister and her family have been good friends of mine for an even longer time; and clearly sentiment and personal loyalty suggest that I support Shashi.

But leaving personal issues aside, there are larger questions. Why on earth is Shashi Tharoor going through the undoubtedly unpleasant experience of getting down and dirty in the hustings? Most gentlefolks in India (the equivalent of the Bengali bhadralok, or in the inimitable and entertaining vocabulary of the Communists, the petit bourgeoisie or moorachi in Malayalam) have a justifiable horror of politics, and most Indians would not be caught dead running for elections.

And for good reason. It costs an absolute fortune to run a campaign, and that means you have to raise funds from unsavoury characters who will extract their pound of flesh should you actually win. Secondly, there is a certain social stigma: It is assumed that all politicians are criminals and out to make money through all means fair and foul (preferably foul), and you are not someone the average Indian would like to invite home to dinner. Frankly, we look down on politicians.

To some extent, we consider politics fundamentally beneath our dignity. Just as many of us would never deign to wash our cars -- that is the job of the local boy who washes everybody's car, and besides, the neighbours would be scandalised if you were out there in your yard, hose in hand -- we do not want to sully ourselves with politics. It gives you the creeps, the idea of going out there and pressing the flesh and bussing snot-nosed babies and posing for photo-ops.

Unfortunately, this has meant that progressively the profession of politics -- arguably the most important of professions because the havoc they wreak with profound and long-lasting effects on the entire country, just look at what Nehru has wrought -- has perforce become out of bounds for people who think of themselves as honest, ethical, educated, or fundamentally good people. The void has often been filled with genuinely bad people, almost always unethical, under-educated, often criminal, sometimes gross sociopaths.

Of course, the honest, ethical, educated and fundamentally good people who have abjured politics then complain that they are being governed by and bossed around by unethical, under-educated, criminal, sociopaths. True enough, but yatha praja, tatha raja: It appears our abdication of responsibility has resulted in the nation suffering from a kakistocracy -- rule by the most undesirable people.

Well, into this morass steps Shashi Tharoor, PhD in foreign relations. What a welcome sight: A highly educated person (there are very few PhDs in any Parliament in the world), a brilliant writer, one who has moved at the very apex of diplomatic circles. Shashi doesn't need to be in Parliament, but maybe the silent majority of us need people like him to be there. Maybe there is some faint hope that if more non-traditional politicians enter active politics, things will actually improve in India.

This is the same hope I felt when I heard that Captain G R Gopinath, the founder of Air Deccan, is contesting as an independent candidate from Bangalore. Sadly, the same cannot be said of Mallika Sarabhai, a very distant relative of mine by marriage, who is contesting from Gujarat. She seems to suffer from a James Dean syndrome: A rebel without a cause, just for the sake of being a rebel.

It is not clear how many from the professional classes are contesting, but I hope the trickle becomes a flood, and that large numbers of people who are not career politicians take this huge step. Maybe it will galvanise and energise the famously apathetic Indian middle class to finally step in and stop the rot that has overtaken our polity. It is true, as has been demonstrated by Barack Obama [Images] recently, that it is possible to turn cynical people into believers and evangelists.

That is a good thing all told. In Shashi's case it is self-evident that he could have got a Rajya Sabha seat without breaking a sweat. The fact that he convinced the powers-that-be in India to go all out in support of his long-shot bid (long-shot only because the UN always chooses someone from a small country) for the UN secretary general position is an indication that he is in the good books of the Nehru dynasty. It would have been easy for Shashi to go the Rajya Sabha route, and position himself for a stint as foreign minister should the Congress return to power.

But there is a catch -- as the Eagles once declaimed, 'every form of refuge has its price.' A Rajya Sabha MP-turned-minister rules at the whim of the dynasty, and has little room to maneuver. This has been abundantly clear in the recent past. Thus, I believe Shashi decided to go through the hassle of the Lok Sabha just so that he can prove that he has an independent existence, and the ability to actually win an election, which is more than can be said of several other worthies -- you know who they are.

And, to be honest, Shashi would make a good representative of the Indian State. At the very least, India would finally have a person who could talk on equal terms with the likes of US Secretary of State Hillary Clinton [Images] -- someone who is comfortable with bigwigs in the political world. And besides, all of us can actually understand what Shashi is trying to say, which is more than can be said of some others -- incoherent and with impenetrable accents -- that I could name.

In addition to his masterful English, I have heard him speak fluent French, and I am sure he can manage a few other tongues, including his brave and improving Malayalam. Besides, Shashi would cut a decent figure among other diplomats: He looks good in a well-cut suit. The average Indian foreign minister looks like a bumbling rustic in that ridiculous invention, the Nehru jacket -- which, alas, accentuates their standard attributes: pot-bellies and chicken-legs.

Come to think of it, Shashi would make a good President for India. The ideal president would be an author -- my sentimental favorite was the brilliant fabulist, the late O V Vijayan, who was also an insightful political cartoonist. Shashi is a writer capable of surpassingly good prose, a good raconteur, and all-round a good representative for the country; and he would shine in comparison with gray apparatchiks who have held the presidency. But of course, that is a post for someone in the twilight of their career, and Shashi is still young and vigorous. It makes sense for him to go for a more operational position.

So that is the good part. What about the things that make me cringe? First and foremost is Shashi's party, the Congress. The Congress party is an absolute albatross around India's neck, a millstone of mythical proportions that has degenerated into an abomination of the nationalist entity that spearheaded the freedom struggle. Almost everything that is wrong in India can be directly attributed to the party, its dynasty-ism, and its status as Stalinist incubus.

Second, I am disturbed by some of Shashi's own opinions. He has done his share of what I consider Hindu-bashing. This distresses me, because I am sure he knows -- based on his experience with the UN high commissioner of refugees -- the extent of damage done to Hindus in the subcontinent. The wholesale massacres and ethnic cleansing of millions from the then-East Pakistan in 1971, the forced migration of 400,000 Kashmiri Pandits from their ancestral lands in 1989, the virtual disappearance of Hindus from Pakistan and Bangladesh -- the victims of oppression have been overwhelmingly Hindu.

Today, Sri Lankan Hindus are dying because of the reign of terror unleashed by a Christian-run terrorist group, the LTTE [Images]. Which, incidentally, is eerily similar to the so-called Maoists who terrorise Nepal and 180 districts of India: Circumstantial evidence suggests that they are aligned with and possibly funded by Christian missionaries, and that they owe their allegiance not to China, but to Christian cults.

In Malaysia, Hindu activists have protested severe repression, including forcible conversions and the destruction of scores of temples. In Fiji, there are frequent news reports of desecrations of Hindu temples. The United Progressive Alliance government has never supported any of these overseas Hindus, even though they are keen to ask for their money.

Shashi makes it a point to clarify that he sympathises with the Palestinians. But why does he refuse to be equally vocal in support of Kashmiri Pandits, rotting away in refugee camps 20 years after they were ethnically cleansed? Why does he write a book called Riot in which he squarely blames Hindus for religious riots when the record shows that practically every riot in India has been instigated by the belligerence of Semitic faiths, including massacres and assassinations and burning people alive? And that those who suffer in these riots are predominantly Hindus, given that they not armed, and also given that when the government offers succour, Hindus are always the last to get any benefits?

Furthermore, it would be naive of someone with Shashi's intelligence to not see that he is striking at the very root of what makes India a viable nation. I have always been amazed at this 'Kalidasa Syndrome' -- the ability of the Indian chatterati to cut off the branch that they are sitting on. For, it is only because of Hindu tolerance and Hindu values that India is a halfway-viable country.

If this Hinduism were to vanish -- which the Congress and its governments have consistently done their utmost to do -- India would be far worse off. This is not conjecture: we have in front of us what happens to a territory when Hinduism is forcibly exterminated -- that is Exhibit A, Pakistan, the quintessential failed State and epicentre of terrorism, possibly the worst place in the world to live in, certainly if you are not of the ruling class, a Punjabi Mohammedan army officer in the ISI.

Surely, Shashi does not want India to be Pakistan?

The existing system of governance in India is completely antagonistic to Hindus, and seems to be intent on destroying Hinduism. For instance, there was the deliberate and premeditated murder of Swami Laxmananada in Orissa. This has been attributed to some apocryphal Maoists and dismissed as inconsequential, whereas it is clear that those who had the motive -- and who had attacked him previously -- were Christians.

Similarly, Hindu institutions are damaged with no compunctions. But they dare not speak about a Semitic entity. This was demonstrated in Kerala [Images] when the Devaswom minister (an abomination, by the way -- what happened to separation of Church and State?) kept making rude pronouncements about Hindus and Hindu temples like Sabarimala, and everybody thought this quite amusing. But when he made some mild criticism of the Christians, he was forced to eat his words and apologise abjectly.

Three weeks ago, the Adi Sankara temple in Kalady, Kerala, his birthplace, suffered a grievous attack: thieves broke into the sanctum sanctorum and stole a precious emerald Siva linga, which is valued at over Rs 1 crore simply as a gem, and is priceless as a religious artifact. Is Hindu religious sentiment hurt by this? Of course. But did a single English-language newspaper even report this? Of course not. But they thunder 'oppression' if the authorities ask that a Semitic cemetery be moved to widen a road.

Speaking of Adi Sankara -- one of the most important figures in Hinduism, and possibly the person most responsible for its revival in medieval times � Kochi's airport was built in a village just a couple of miles away from Kalady. But when it was suggested that the airport should be named after him, the response from some was that it should be named after the beatified Agnese Gonxhe Bojaxhiu, alias M Teresa. Exactly what does the Albanian MT have to do with the area? Nothing whatsoever. It was a red herring. But a 'compromise' was 'worked out' so that the airport would not be named after anybody. The very legitimate Hindu claim was negated by an absurd counter-claim; moral: Hindu sentiments do not count.

This sort of automatic knee-jerk derision for Hindu concerns has seen its nadir in the Rama Sethu case and the unbelievable calumny heaped upon the religion by the Dravida Munnetra Kazhagam, a partner of the Congress.

In all these cases, the Congress has always sided against the Hindus. The Congress government in Andhra Pradesh is openly supporting proselytisation, with the chief minister's son-in-law himself holding huge rallies to convert Hindus to some Christian cult.

This is secular? Of course not, it is openly communal and anti-secular. It is apartheid, oppression of a powerless numerical majority -- exactly what used to happen to blacks in South Africa [Images].

Shashi, and his children, went to college in America where there are no rules that forbid the majority Christians from owning colleges. But in India, the government actively hinders majority Hindus from owning educational institutions. Similarly, in America, where Shashi has spent most of his life, there is only one set of laws for all people, no separate laws for people of certain religions. Why would Shashi accept a uniform civil code in the US, but not the same in India?

I wish Shashi Tharoor would, in his columns and fiction, and in his political career, actively support the native civilisation of this land and recognise the value it has for the nation and the world.

There is one more thing. The Thiruvananthapuram constituency has been victimised by neglect and outright hostility in the recent past, especially by the Congress' imperious Tamil allies. A major development project to build up Vizhinjam as a container port has been stalled by UPA Transportation Minister T R Baalu, who thought Vizhinjam would hurt his pet port, Tuticorin.

This is ridiculous: Tuticorin is in the Bay of Bengal, and however many Sethusamudrams Baalu digs up, there is little trade there -- whereas a large part of the world's shipping transits the Arabian Sea and the Indian Ocean to the Straits of Malacca; nobody is going to make a detour to Tuticorin just to oblige Baalu's pipe-dreams. And Vizhinjam is the closest port in India to the shipping lanes in the Arabian Sea; it is an ancient port, and could well be the historical and storied Ophir.

Similarly, Thiruvananthapuram's airport -- a major international gateway because of Gulf traffic -- has been downgraded to be an adjunct to Chennai's. Tamil imperialists consider Kerala to be a colony of Tamil Nadu. Another UPA minister, R Velu, minister of state for railways, said in so many words that no part of the railway network in Tamil Nadu could be controlled from Kerala, and thus he took away a lot of Palakkad division's territory and created a new Salem division.

But then why is all of Kerala's rail mileage controlled out of Chennai as part of the Southern Railway zone, and why isn't there a Thiruvananthapuram-based zone for the Malabar/Konkan coastal railway?

Thiruvananthapuram lawyers have been agitating to get a bench of the state high court set up there. Thiruvananthapuram has the dubious distinction of being the only state capital in the country that lacks a high court bench. There has been a peaceful struggle for about a year, but to no avail.

What is Shashi going to do for the constituency in all these cases?

Thus, while I think Shashi Tharoor is a great guy, and I am delighted about his candidacy, and I wish him the best of luck, I would like to remind him that he needs to represent all his constituents, not only the non-Hindus. He needs to be more sensitive to Hindu concerns. And he needs to represent the interests of the Thiruvananthapuram constituency, unlike all the other gray individuals who have come and gone as the local MP. If he can do this, and as a sensible and decent person he should be able to, then he has my wholehearted support.

Triple thrill Camp

Date : 29th March 2009
Venue : Bhimachi kathi Pinnacle near Kudpan ( On Mum - Goa Highway )

hello there.............

We(Bunty, ravi, nikunj, anish, kinjal, ina, mansi, n me ) had gone for this adventure camp n bot it was some piece of adventure for me........
left factory early so tht I could rest for a while.......left home at arnd 10 30.......bus was to reach Vashi highway by 10 45 n to all our surprise it came on time.......Now since it was to be a adventure camp, the organiser din send in a VOLVO or somethin, instead it was a normal bus :( .......We hopped straight in...n luckkily i got the window seat :)
had a nice session of random talk ( football, work, n han taking each others case, especially bunty's !!!! ) with bunty, nikunj, n anish ( ravi was quite Busy :P )
then nikunj lay flat on entire seat n we three cramped into one......i so wanted to throw him off the bus :P
The journey was a long one.....it almost took five hours......we had brief stop in between, where we had some chicken n chai!!!!!!!
Then we were off......everybody dozed off only for brief spels.......
At 5 AM we reached the foothills of a certain mountain range.......

The ADVENTURE was about to begin....
We were kicked out of our bus.......then we saw a Truck approaching......we were told to get into it.....It was a truck in which you normally see cows, sheeps n buffaloes being transported, n here we were being transported through it to the base camp...the journey was initially very nice coz i dont think many must hav had travelled in a truck before......but then as the journey prolonged it became a pain.....it took us almost an hour to reach base camp.......n the driver transported us safe n sound though a little shaken.....We reached base camp n spread ourselves niceli on the ground.....
had a nice nap til breakfast was ready.....we all had breakfast.....
Then we were divided into 2 grps......we were to do the simpler tasks 1st.....

There was Parallel beam...
we had to walk over it.......it was a test of our balance.......n we all aced it......i was reluctant a bit initially, but then i did it at last......this got me strted.........



Next was Monkey Crawling....
the rope was just some feet above the ground and wit Nikunj's wait it alomst touch the ground......We all did it.......but it needed some effort....Needless to say bunty n ravi were very good at it......They still have some qualities of their Ancestors.......

Then Parallel Ropes...
one group had finished it n we were next in line for it....Ina was to do it first....
But at the same time the organisers were doin some changes with the ropes n had told not to do any tasks, but no one from our grp heard it.......Ina tried to pul herself up using a rope so as to get onto the parallel sopes n fell straight on the ground as the rope which she pulled was loose as the organisers were retyin the Knots.....But after everythin was tied alright we did this one also easily......

Tree Climbing....
Bunty went in 1st....he was at ease with this tree climbing thin !!!!
i tried, but cud not get myself to lift my body over the 1st climb, so i dorpped it......then ravi went n he too did it nicely........n so did Anish.......Here again bunty n ravi made their ancesotrs PROUD :P

Then we were to go for the real thing......We all were gettin ready......
We wore the harness n all......i went to the water tank to just wash my face, n there i slipped n fell ( as always like a log of wood )i hit my head against a rock......n then i became RAMBO......the organiser used everythin he had in his First Aid Kit n put a huge bandage arnd my head........
N after all this we went to the spot where we were to the other tasks.....
The 1st sight of it jus made my jaw drop......I and Nikunj decided to take things as they come........

First we had to Cross a Valley by using a Rope bridge.......Then If at all u wanted to , U cud Rappel down to a spot arnd 200 Feet down from the top and then climb up( Rock Climbing )
I knew i cud do the valley crossing n the rappeling but was not too sure i cud do Rock Climbing....
We strted with Valley Crossing...Bunty Went ahead so tht he cud capture us on camera......Then we all followed......But to add a twist to it all ......we had ppl coming in the opposite direction when we were crossing....So in the middle of no where we had bend and turn n let the paasers by go......n all this on a 1 INCH rope.......U shud hav seen MANSI...she was adamant tht she wud go alone on the bridge and no one shud come the other way......even Nikunj was of the same idea.....But finally everybody had to do some crossin in between the bridge.....
The Initiall steps for me were the most difficult.....the points where u had to place ur foot were far.....But as I went to the Center the Distance reduced and in the end i did it fairly easily :D:D:D


Then was the time for the real decision making......If i wanted to rapell down i had to do the rock climbing also.....Butny n Ravi Advised me AGAINST it.....But u Noe me.....I was like I wil give it a try ( Whick repented later )
I was to go last.....I rappelled down with no grace at all.....brushing the rocks wherever possible.....N i reached the spot where we were to stop before we strted our ROCK CLMBING.....I was given the diff route up....I fared well initially but then i slipped and was thrown some 15 to 20 feet off my track....I tried in vain to go up but i cudnt.......PPL above tried to pull me up but tht also failed.....so I went back to the resting spot.....Rested there for a while and took the simpler track.......These ppl had all got along with the instructors n were pulling me up.....But I Must say i also climbed a fair bit on my own....N i m happy for tht....In the end when i climbed up i was exhausted completely.....It was 1 PM n the sun was at its hotest best........I was deep fried...I had a MUD pack all over me.....I was brown to say the least.......I came up n sat under the tree.....After arnd 15 Mins we crossed the valley again.....
We went back to the base Camp....N washed ourselves n had some good lunch......n rested there till our favourite TRUCK appeared.......It was a 1st for everyone....We were all waiting for a TRUCK to come.....N the return journey was same as the journey which brought us here.....I slept lik a log throughout.........We were back at Vashi by 9......
The Adventur had Ended.....

"Fabricated Attacks"

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New Delhi: Mehar Mohammed Khalil, the bus driver whose smart thinking and quick reactions saved the lives of the Sri Lankan cricketers on Tuesday, is the brother of a mujahideen who was killed by the Indian army in Kashmir in 1995, reports The Times, London.
Khalil, 38, lives with his parents and brothers in a small house built by his grandfather in Lahore’s overcrowded Yateem Khana district. As he spoke to The Times reporter, “a relative whisked away a photograph of his dead brother, Shakil, with a Kalashnikov rifle over his shoulder, a camouflage cap on his head and a radio in one hand. Printed in Urdu across the photograph were the words: Mujahid martyred in Kashmir. Died in Udhampur, India, 25 August 1995. Codename: Abdullah.’’
Newspaper records show that on August 24, 1995, a terrorist codenamed Abdullah of Harkat-ul-Ansar was killed during an attack on an army camp in Bandipore, in Kashmir. Pak bus driver gets Rs 5L for heroics
New Delhi: Pakistan bus driver Mehar Mohammed Khalil, who has been praised for his quick thinking in saving the Sri Lankan cricketers on that fateful day, is a supporter of Jamaat-e-Islami, a legal Islamist political party that wants to impose sharia across Pakistan.
“This attack would never have happened under Jamaat,’’ he told The Times, as he posed for photographs wearing the Sri Lankan team shirt given by the grateful players. The bus driver works for New Diamond travel agency and earns 15,000 Pakistani rupees per month. The father of two sons and two daughters, Khalil was rewarded Rs 5 lakh for his heroism.
Like most Pakistanis, he was unwilling to consider the possibility that the attackers were homegrown. He seemed convinced that they were from India.
“Their complexions were Indian-type,’’ he said. “They were definitely not Pakistani. Foreign forces are involved in this.’’
This scarcely detracts from Khalil’s act of courage. But his story typifies the curious contradictions that exist in Pakistani society. AGENCIES "

This is an article in TOI today.............
WIth newer thins coming out of the investigatoin of the Lahore attacks the picture i had in mind is getting clearer.........
Pakistan says tht it was done by Indian agencies.......n it jus makes me laugh........firstly they fabricate such an attack n then they blame us........sometime i so feel to jus blow away Pak out of this world............What amazing security Pak provides to Sri Lankan Team !!!!!
The Attackers come fire at will , blow some grenades, even try to blow the bus with a rocket n then sit in their Auto n car n run away..........so pretty easy......N not one was caught......how is tht possible......the police says they got lost in the crowd........hehehehe..........amazing......the Driver says they were INDIAN lik e n then the police say tht the attackers got lost in the crowd........wat a joke......Pakistanis are so diff from INdians.......we can make out a pakistani from within a million Indians...........
Also the above article clearly says that the driver was brother of a terrorists killed in INDIA in 95.......i m not sayin tht he mit also b involved......but u never noe, its pakistan......
Also he supports a party which want SHARIA law in entire Pakistan..........now wat else does anyone need to come to the picture tht this was a FABRICATED ATTACK.........Everythin was planned is wat i think.......if not how come the driver din get hit even once......the bus on its front had only glass.............N don tell me tht terrorist with Commando training can miss in such a way........i can jus keep rittin on this whole day long.........
the only thin saving Pakistan is tht they hav Nuclear War heads and also tht INdian Government have never been proactive n hard on Pakistan........I suggest we need someone lik MODI who can jus act the TALK..........