During my forced bachelor days, as my wife was in Pune for a year, my favorite weekend hangout destination was the place where I used to stay earlier with my friends. Once I left that house, many of our friends stayed there and later whenever I used to visit that house, every time I got to see a new face(s), mostly some juniors from our college. The place was damn exotic, extremely clean and was extraordinarily tidy, almost like Hell. Every time we wished to visit there, we had to mentally prepare ourselves on few things. Like for instance, the cooking gas could have been finished in the middle of the night and we actually experienced that situation several times, but fortunately we never had to sleep with empty stomach. Conditions of both the bathrooms out there were only slightly better that some of those abandoned railway platform bathrooms. During the weekends, the two bedroom apartment usually used to accommodate around 12-15 guys. Few of our friends preferred to sleep at the Hall itself, where we partied the entire night. The next
morning afternoon, we used to notice that those guys were sleeping just beside the chicken bones, some empty glasses, couple of half filled glasses, pea nuts, chips and some left over chicken pieces. Wow! the Hall smelled so aromatic and even the maid also refused to work out there. But whatever, we used to get immense pleasure and used to get completely refreshed after spending the weekend out there.
As the weekend used to approach, Sinha always dreamed to sleep at least for 30-35 hours over the weekend and he usually used to switch off his mobile by Thursday morning. Sinha was the kind of personal whom none of our friends wanted to miss in the weekends, he was so in demand. Even thought we had to do little hard work, but I and Lami somehow managed to convince Sinha for our weekend get together. During my forced bachelor days, Trideev was in Bangalore for a couple of months and he used to stay with me. One Saturday we planned to have a great get together at our favorite place. But we were on a little different mood that evening and planned to watch a movie together at the nearby multiplex. But all the tickets were sold out and the only option we had was to watch a Tusshar Kapoor thriller “Aggar” Well, Sinha didn’t like the idea at all, but ultimately we decided to go for it. We booked our tickets and we had a couple of hours before the blog buster could have started.
We entered one of the nearby Dhaba to liquefy our bodies. We were having a great time and people already started to give ideas and all of a sudden someone said "We guys are meeting after so long, let’s make it more exciting. What about a trip?"
Another friend replied "We could go to Nandi Hills early morning"
Sinha replied "How many times you guys would go to Nandi Hills?"
I said "What about Coorg? Let’s go tonight and we could come back tomorrow evening"
Trideev was very excited with the idea and Lami as usual, always ready for whatever we guys were up to. Mriganka also sounded positive, but I was pretty much doubtful about Sinha. But what the Hell? Even Sinha was also ready for it. Even though we were aware of the fact that Sinha used to behave quite differently under the influence of heavenly fluids, but we were little surprised with the extent he got influenced that moment. I immediately booked a Cab for our Coorg trip and asked the driver to come by 2 AM. Coorg is a very fascinating place situated in the Western Ghats of southwestern Karnataka and is located at a distance of 250 KM from Bangalore. Some websites even mention Coorg as "Scotland of South India". I already visited Coorg but missed the river rafting on the first occasion. Well, Coorg is quite famous for river rafting and possibly it's the second best place in India. Beyond any doubt Rishikesh would be the best place of river rafting in this part of the world. I was so much interested for rafting that time, although it's a different thing that till now I couldn't learn the trick to resist the gravitational forces in water without any life jacket and sometimes panic even after wearing it.
It was already 10 PM and it was the time for our encounter with Tusshar Kapoor. As we entered inside the theater, we noticed that 90% of the Hall was empty. We expected more audience once the movie get started, but we were wrong. There was a similar kind of group like us and they already started to applaud the movie and particularly Tusshar Kapoor, by clapping their hands. It was an ultimate thriller and I could remember one particular scene where Tusshar Kapoor’s face was extremely expressive, as he played the flute. The entire audience couldn’t stop themselves and the Hall came alive, people started to clap and whistle. Our group was also not very far behind and that was the most interesting part of the movie.
After the movie we went back to our Hell and waited for the cab. It was already 1:30 AM and the cab driver never bothered to call us. As the influence of the heavenly fluids started to diminish, Sinha looked little worried. He said that he might have taken the wrong decision and was quite happy that the cab driver didn’t call. But then all of a sudden we received a call and got to know that the driver was waiting just near our apartment gate.