Ladies n gentleman this blog presents to u Mr. Anil Lee .. err .. Anil Chan .. Ok Anil. All credit to Ranjith for coming up with this "picture perfect". Isko tho mai apne grand-children ko dikhanewala hoon. Unhe bhi tho patha chale ki hum bhi kisi kheth ke mooli hua karthe the :).Our diploma friends wanted to go on a trip. We zeroed-in on Vizag n Araku. As it is a rainy season, we were a bit reluctant but we trusted the met department ppl (about their wrong prediction every time) n were ready to take the risk (calculated risk i say). People were so excited (or may be frustrated due to their routine) that they were even ready for the indoor trip, i mean to stay in hotel rooms itself. To tell the truth, actually i was a bit hesitant n excited at the same time, before the trip. Excitement got the better of me n 15 of us were off to vizag on the evening of 7th of August. This time i didn't bother to check the F-16 to F-25 junta on the reservation chart. Shit, have i grown too old ?, of course not ;). The train journey was good. We played all sorts of games. The giggling n laughter was enuf to disturb the fellow passengers from their romantic dreams. I wud like to thank Mamatha for bringing all those snacks n everything and helping the starved ppl. May u find a well fed Guy and be blessed with even well fed Chintu and Chinki thereafter. Touch-down vizag on 8th morning. Rain welcomed us. First place we went to was Kailasa giri. Ranjith, Mamatha, Chary ..err ... Srinivas :) were official photographers for the tour. They went bizarre with the cams like they were on a mission. Cnu was the official GR (dnt ask me what it is). Thankfully we didn't have any guide, not Nagarjuna for sure. The place is well above the sea-level n it provided an awesome view of the sea n the city.
We at the kailasa giri. Seventh head from left is me. Ranjith, having to bear my weight(Ranjith ur such a darling :). Cnu dont raise ur eye-brows now).
It was time for the beach. We went to the beach, without wasting any time we slipped into our beach dress, well, indianised beach dress :P. We played games ranging from cricket, football to forced immersion. It was fun picking a 'bakra' n the rest of us wud throw him in the sea (Team building activity, u see ;) ). Iam planning to add that to my resume for actively involved in dat form of group activity. The evening walk after dat across the beach was jus awesome. I actually love walking. I wouldn't forget a walk on my Apt's terrace even if iam home by 12 in the night. The waves touching ur feet, gentle breeze by the side, lovely moonlight, can the walk get any better (Accepted, a GF by the side wud be icing on the cake.).
Next day we started to Araku. The Journey to Araku in the train was amazing. 54 tunnels are part of the journey n u cud literally count them by the no. of times we screamed. Over-enthusiastic nature lovers were going crazy. 'wowwwww', 'awesomeeeeeeeee' were uttered at all possible sound levels. Our amateur photographers were in full flow (ok, mamatha .. u r an expert :P). This was taken in araku. Bliss.
Wondering !!! wht i was thinking off ? ;). Uncle, obviously my 9th class Physics teacher :D.
How cud i forget the tribal dance at the tribal museum ?. I got an assurance dat even if we loose our IT jobs we cud easily make our livelihood by entertaining the firangi tourists. The archery competition after dat in which i failed miserably was fun. Then went to Borra caves. Confession time, Sravan me n praveen were more interested in checking-out the chicks there (Cnu was on job). The photo session n the Tarzan like sounds in borra caves possibly shows the frustration we, IT junta have been thru. TV Rao alias Rao garu as we fondly call him, was the guide. Tried very hard to sell his theories abt the formation of the rocks n wht they represent (Or y they don't). It was one of its kind experience. We went back to vizag that night. We had ball of a time that day.
In the borra caves. Yo-Yo type. Rao garu in a bankrupt (but still smilling) pose (hand-kerchief on the head). Thts the spirit i say. Find me in the above pic n u'll win a nicely packed 'RGV ki aag' DVD. I doubt ur enthu. So lemme spill the beans myself. Moi, second head from left.
Last day was a normal trip within vizag. Cnu getting beaten by the "telugu thalli" party members in the bus was treat to watch. Long live revolutionaries :P. Dolphin's Nose was another worth mentioning thing. I was more worried abt Bhagyasree, n her ability to stay on the ground despite a strong wind blowing. The view from light house is something to talk abt. Endless ocean on one side and a beautiful city on the other. Awesome.
This was wht i was talking about. Ok not the faces but the scenic beauty behind us. Bhyasree sitting second from left. Me n ranjith always together ;).
I have thot of a name for our group, its "disaster group". No, the name is not because of the living disasters like me in the group. Its simply coz when we go on trip a disaster takes place in the Hyderabad. Firstly, we were on Nagarjuna sagar trip n Hyderabad was rocked by bomb blasts. This time it was heavy rains n floods. So in the interest of the city and its fellow citizens, we have planned our future trips in city itself. How abt 'D-Group' ? (oh !!!! no, coz of obvious reasons).
This trip has bridged the gap between us. Ours is not the happening or coolest of groups but still it has its charm. Well, ppl have changed, for good though. Some have donned new roles. N some r continuing with the old ones. This trip has surely refreshed everyone n more importantly breathed new life into our friendship. We have taken it to a new level. Kudos buddies, keep it right up there.
Btw, isn't this post title sounding like a B-grade mallu movie.
Adios.
