Feels painful to remember those moments that my friends gave me (painful since I miss them). But happy memories should not be remembered.. they should be relived.... relived with friends forever.
Planning underway....
My friends think that I am much too obedient to my parents for my age. Or may be they think I act like one. Nevertheless it did take me some courage to seek permission for the Sikkim trip. And my father relied heavily on my friends for my safety and all. Well, I don't remember whose idea it was but what an idea Sirjee. It took us no time to hook onto it... no.. Baffna had his own plans (someone remind me what were they). Sippy was glued to his semi-functional PC (later he was to rely upon other people's PCs too) and Mahata was fully motivated to make Shayri proud by cracking IIMs. Hence he needed to stay back to watch more formula ones and IMDBs. Our beloved Marli was positively excited and even I borrowed with much pain someone's rucksack. My father dictated me a long list of items to take to Sikkim (well he has a heavy mountaineering experience). I would suggest others post their comments on their own preparations as well. I will continue. So it was on one eventful day that we got to Krishna Air travels (a small kiosk between Azad and Nehru which people mostly use for taxi bookings and railways tickets... we were also not planning to use airways). We had felt the need to keep a track of our expenditures very early on and it was Shashvat who took it upon himself to manage the accounts (I don't know how he is studying engineering and I am doing accountancy here). We made arrangements and couldn't wait to get going.
Resuming after 6 and a half years...
Resuming after 6 and a half years...
- Shakkin - The bad luck charm
It
was probably our first time travelling on our own - what else could explain the
bad luck charm we seemed to carry right from the start. The charm accompanied
us right from the start. It was there when Shashvat and Rahul got left on the
platform and had to board on a different bogey. It was there when Marli
couldn't contain it.
That
was funny. I don't know which station it was - probably, Mecheda. Marli would
later go on to take keen interest in risk management in his professional
career. Well, that struggle with finding a toilet on that long platform might
have been his first test in risk management as well. There were too many
uncertainties involved - how long the train would halt, how far the toilet
would be, which direction should he have gone to, would he get another train in
time. We would never know what different thoughts crossed Marli's head. It
wasn't a big deal though. We had to wait only 15-20 minutes for Marli to meet
up with us at Howrah.
What
really baked our noodles though was the Shakkin charm's particular effect on
Paul da. Nothing seemed to be going right for him. Paul da might have thought
it was not a big deal to smoke inside a railway cabin; at least not near the
toilet. The policeman didn't think so. Paul da took a real test of Marli's
persuasive skills and Shashvat's charming smile. I don't know what deal they
struck with the policeman but Paul da seemed to be fine eventually. Well, not
for long. A cool part and probably most memorable part of our Sikkim trip was
our homestay in Lachung. There was a lot of snow and we would need special
boots to walk in it. Unfortunately, there were no boots that would fit Paul da.
There was a smaller pair, but either it was for inside the home or belonged to
a different gender. Whatever it was, Paul da was in for a series of mis-steps,
literally. We lost count of how many times Paul da slipped on snow that day.
Well, we were there for him, that's what friends are for :)
It
might seem that Avik da and I were particularly immune to this Shakkin charm. I
seemed to be more than prepared for the trip compared to the rest of us. While
others had to buy extras, I already had my gloves, extra socks, fur cap and
what not; all packed neatly in the backpack I borrowed from Nagender. Halu
macha raha hai, Chhuara and Marli remarked quite often on the trip.
As
to the sincerity of those remarks; well, anybody's guess ;)
- Noodle Soup
It
was a nice cozy shop on the approach road towards Gangtok and the landlady
seemed to know exactly what we needed - soupy noodles. Sikkimese like soupy
noodles. I have seen this predilection in Southeast Asia as well. Our first
experience was right after we had our first experience of river rafting. Or may
be just before that. I absolutely liked that first encounter with those soupy
noodles.
Over
the course of next few days, we had it countless times I think. There were
other firsts for me as well, pepperoni pizza for dinner, doughnuts for
breakfast. I will always miss that nice combo of Gyathuk/Thenthuk and Bacardi
Breezer in a cozy little restaurant on the main street of Gangtok, another
first! And those Save Tibet posters everywhere!
- Marli's fight
Every
travel experience comes with its fair share of bittersweet memories. Our
botched trip to Changu's lake was one such experience. Apparently, the travel
company had known about closed roads; tourists had been returning from mid-way
for quite sometime now. Yet, they charged us full amount, didn't inform us that
we would have to return mid-way, and to make it worse, refused to refund our
money. I was standing outside their shop, looking at the passersby, wondering
how they were so fashionable, why this city was so beautiful and so on. I was
more irked by the fact that while I was trying to make sense of why I couldn't
live in this city, there was a non-Sikkimese person (probably, North Indian),
speaking perfectly nice Sikkimese, very much a part of this city, good-looking
as well, who also happened to be the owner of this little shop. That he had
done us grave injustice somehow had slipped my mind. Probably, that's why I was
a Halu.
Well,
Marli was not going to let them get away with it. He found an able company in
Shashvat; together they took the fight to the police station; who summoned the
lady who was irking us. She refunded our money; yes sir, she did. Respect -
complete respect was what I felt for the police system of Sikkim and how they
seemed to care extra hard for their tourists. I could hear Arpit's and
Shashvat's jubilant cries of triumph (or did I imagine that?) while I still
contemplated the goodness of the police system.
- Snow fight
Another
fight that comes to my mind is our snow-throwing contest with the Sikkimese
girls in Lachung. But, hey, you would be thinking, of course, everyone
remembers events involving girls, and that too when you are a young lad wit
raging hormones. Well, not to disappoint you, but this memory is not special
because of the girls, though I still feel that was cool :) It was Avik da's
"Le bahinchod" comment that was even funkier. I mean, you can call
guys bahinchod when having a go at them. But girls? That too, sweet pretty
Sikkimese girls, the nectar of the valley? Crazy, right? Yeah, that's what we
all thought while laughing our hearts out then and then later. A little context
for the innocent readers. It happened, when we were taking a nice cool stroll
on a road. These girls thought it would be cool to hit us from the road above
us, you know mountainous areas, roads can be above you. Thereafter, it becomes
hazy, somehow we were facing each other and throwing snow at each other and
those girls were bursting with mirth like pearls of ocean. And we were
definitely grinning like fools... Well, the party came to an end, when the
girls' mother - or aunt or both as I am sure all the girls weren't hers - chose
to appear on the scene, looked at them sternly, then said something sternly at
them, then stared at us, after that the girls disappeared. I know, raging
hormones on the other side too, at least that's what I would believe. It would
make me feel that we were cool hunky guys who looked adorable to those sweet
pretty girls. We were not feeling sad though, we had Avik's "Le
Bahinchod" to munch over :P
- Small snippets
- Taking a stroll in Gangtok on our first night - we were returning to our hotel, it had gotten really late, when we were suddenly approached by a shady guy (who still looked harmless) who offered to take us to some disc. "You know girls, you guys can have fun :)" I think, we bought the doughnuts after that. We declined of course.
- First encounter with snow - when we had almost reached La Chung. We had been seeing it for sometime on distant trees and mountain top while approaching the place. But, here it was, lying right on the road, on the trees, waiting for us to pick it up and make it into a ball and try throwing it for the first time. That look of wonder that we all had, simply amazing.
- Meeting small Sikkimese children - right before when we happened upon snow, well a couple hours back. There was a TV there, we took a loo break, India was playing some team. And there were these really cute children, small eyes, chubby cheeks :)
- Marli's camera and Saaya songs - Our road trip was characteized by nice mountain views, Teesta on every turn, lush alpine forests, snow in the heights, waterfalls here and there. We shared the vehicle with another group who was apparently led by an over-enthusiastic guy who was coming for the second time. I was always scared that it would be me who would play that role when we ever repeat that trip? Anyways, our trip was characterized by two more things, Saaya songs, which were actually nice though, added to the feel - and Marli's digi-cam, Marli could be quite stingy or quite gracious about his camera depending on his mood. Depending on his mood, I could lay my fingers on it to snap some clicks of my own. Marli used to take a lot of snaps in the night mode, that was my first camera training, take pictures in night mode, at least till I got a camera of my own.
There are other things I would like you guys to contribute to, I am tired of writing so much.
- Seeing Kanchenjunga with rising sun in the morning
- Danny's beer - which I was made to drink
- No network connection
- Hillary vs Obama debate
- Not able to bathe or wash bum in the morning due to freezing cold water
- Morning excursion with Shashvat - Yoga on snow in Lachung
- Night excursion with Avik - meeting a family; sharing a nice time with them
- Ears full of air when returning due to changing altitude - La Chung to Gangtok
- Rafting experience
- Nighttime stroll in Gangtok
- Morning tea in Gangtok, near the busstop
And add any that I missed. I don't know how to enable sharing on this, but will figure out.
5 comments:
I plan to continue this so please my octagon wingies ... edit the article and put in your versions in the comments.
Will go day be day or event by event. It takes time to recall everything.
Paul da and Akr have not been mentioned as they ought to have a more dramatic entry in the plot.
BaFna was going to Haridwar!!
Well written man !!
i look forward for some more satire as we go on !!
i Borrowed a carry bag from juinior ( sameer Saurabh i guess)
Seems like you remember a lot. Thanks for reminding the awesome trip. I totally forgot about the camera.
Couple of things I remember -
1) Obhik Da's raging hormones of "Le Bahinchod" happened at many awkward occassions
2) We fought for Rs. 500 refund, spent hours and went to police station to achieve that. Paul da was 100% sure that "kuch nahi hoga police ke paas jaane se"
3) When I got left at the station, didn't shashvat said "aaj khush to bahut hoge tum?" So, he ought to have been in the same train.
Yeah you are right. Shashvat was in a different bogey though. And, Obhik da used the choice term many a times. :)
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