Well, exams are finally over. So here we are, lazing around in the evening with nothing in mind. So what do we do? We head out for a long drive of course. There’s nothing like a long drive to refresh your mind and uplift your spirits.
So, off we went to Wardha Road at a steady speed of 50 kmph. I have to say that driving at a speed of 50-60 is much more enjoyable than going crazy and twisting the throttle off. We drove for about 60 kilometres, stopped at a dhaba and ate like pigs. We had paneer parathas, curd and lots of butter. After we were almost bursting at our seams, we started our journey back. At this point, the cold almost killed me as I was without a jacket wearing just a measly sweater.Got back to Nagpur in an hour to have hot coffee at shanky. Also clocked 30,000 kms on my bike on the way back.
Was dead tired when some friend called us to his place for bakar(useless conversation). Did bakar till 2:30, came back and fell asleep.
Woke up at 6 in the morning dying of hunger. Had an accident a few days ago, hurt my shoulder then. Didn’t think about it much but it was hurting bad now. Went in the freezing cold to shanky to finish off 3 plates of poha. Came back just in time to watch the sun rise, had a painkiller and writing this blog waiting for the pain to subside.
Well, I’m off to sleep now. God knows when I’ll wake up. Good Morning!
What a busy day!! Woke up at 8 in the morning to go to college as we had participated in an event called “Who dares wins”. The events were less daring and more physically consuming. We had to run to far ends of the college on a treasure hunt. Then we had to carry one of our team members around a field(I was clutching my chest for half an hour after this). Then I had to do 10 push-ups(ridiculously easy)on a concrete pathway which had been baking under the sun for the past many hours(My hands are still raw!!). Anyways, we had the war of the bands in the evening. Got dressed and headed off for college. The next 6 hours are a blur. Intense headbanging, jumping has left me feeling tired and consumed. It was a wierd sight. Four of us headbanging on metallica while the rest of the crowd stood still and stared at us. Anyways, I realised that it’s so much more fun being in the crowd than playing on stage. Our college band came in second and one band “Rust” completely fucked up. The vocalist was shitty and ruined the whole show. Another downside was the locals and biharis shouting for hindi and bhojpuri songs. Anyways, the principal happy as usual after recieving his customary gift of a bottle of whiskey happily declared a holiday for tomorrow so will wake up late afternoon.
Yesterday was holi, the festival of colors. Woke up early, went to the hostel and had a blast!!! We tore each other’s clothes off and played holi(apply colored powder and paste) till late afternoon. After that came the time for Bhang(local cannabis drink). As I had never had it before, I underestimated it’s intoxicating properties and had 7 glasses straight away. Since it was made in the hostel, it was not properly mixed and I could feel several lumps of Bhang pass my throat but I didn’t give that a second thought. Got my mobile/wallet from Sonal’s cupboard and came home, washed myself as well as I could and went off to sleep. Now whatever happened after this I am not sure but I have tried to piece the story together from the narrations of my friends..
Viggi woke me up a couple of hours after I went to sleep and took me to CCD on his bike. Apparently we had lots of food and coffee there(I don’t remember any of this). We came back and I went off to sleep. I next woke up at 10 in the night and asked Prateek to bring me some food. At this point, I have memory only in flashes of 10 seconds. I was standing in front of the Cupboard and then I had forgotten why.. Standing in front of my house but didn’t know why!!!! I was just drifting in and out of consciousness. Again, I went off to sleep and woke up sometime after 2 at night dying of hunger, found the Biriyani Prateek had got for me and ate it with my bare hands only and then again rolled off to sleep.
Woke up this morning finding everything to be normal. Brushed my teeth, bathed and headed off to the hostel. Midway I confused driving my bike with flying an aeroplane in Microsoft Flight Simulator 2004. One minute I seemed to be driving my bike and the next minute, I was having a sensation of free fall. Reached hostel somehow to find the others in a similar situation. We joked around and then I again went to sleep. Came back to the flat in the evening with all the effects of the Bhang gone. Went to dinner with friends a few hours back. As soon as I had started having dinner, I started feeling lightheaded again. Asked viggi to drive my bke and came back home somehow and started writing for the blog. For everyone out there looking for a cheap high for a long time, go for a Bhang(only Rs 15/-(less than half a dollar)) and 2 days of high… I am now going off to sleep just hoping that the effects will be gone by tomorrow and the hangover is not too horrible…
As sunday boredom set in, we all decided to take a trip to boar dam. Left at around 3 in the afternoon. It is around 70 kms from Nagpur and an excellent ride. We have to pass through mountains, valleys, forests and small villages. Rohit maintained the tradition by making his bike skid and falling down. Soon after, ayan’s bike got punctured and he had to ride on his tank for 2 kms to the next village. We stopped at the village and tried smoking bidis(Local cigarette made out of leaves). We reached there just before sunset and spent an hour there throwing stones and each other into the water. At sunset, we left and came back to Nagpur.
Yesterday was a day of adventures. College was cancelled because of some cultural function the night before. Woke up at 12 in the afternoon, summoned Orko to come for lunch, then me, him and Neeraj had south indian lunch. There, we planned to go karting. We asked others but noone was interested. So at around 3, we set off for the place which is around 25 kms from Nagpur. Thumping at a steady 70 at NH 69, we accidently overshot the place by around 25 kms. We turned back and finally arrived at the place. It was deserted. After much bargaining and haggling, the deal came out to be 10 laps each for a total of 900. The cars were flimsy but fast. Halfway through my second lap, turning at a speed of around 50, my kart spun and blew the clutchplate. Anyways, after much interruptions(including dogs running after us at the tracks!!), we all completed our laps. We left just as darkness sunk in towards Nagpur. We arrived at around 7:30, went to Poonam Chambers for rolls. after that, we returned home. I was so tired, I couldn’t wait to lie down on my bed when Tak called and asked me to join him for some nighttime adventure. Even after my constant refusals, he won’t take a NO for an answer. I picked up Orko from the hostel and we went to the orchards to steal Oranges. We were 10 people on 5 bikes, riding along the highway with the headlights off looking for good orange trees. Finally, we found a farm which was loaded with oranges. 3 of us provided a lookout while the others climbed over the wire fence and stole oranges. After filling our bags to the brim, we started our bikes, and shouting and singing, we left the spot when midway, we realised that 2 of the bags were empty. We went back to the same spot and repeated the previous maneuver. This time we also filled our t-shirts and shirts with oranges. Again, we left shouting and after dropping Orko at the hostel, came home and immediately fell asleep.
