Right its 10:15pm 28th Aug...12 days after my retiurn to the blog world...finishing up the sequel...:P....Satya...you should take a class for ur accent on bhaiyaaa...(bihari style u know whom to contact :D).
Time 2:00 AM...yea its saturday ppl...after all the masti we had @ Chak De India...(gosh u r insane if u dint knw abt it)..
One hour of party ...damn should have seen mohit dancing for Mahiyyaaaaaa...:D...flying the kite :P... (yea yea its also called dancing).... the best part was the synchronisation of abhi and mohit(remem Mr.Bean dancing yea yea...the same step Mohit sry bro)...
Moi and Anim ready ...Abhishek comes down...in a 3/4...of cors ...with the tight t-shirt(ahem i am not gonna tell abt the tummy).....
Nandi hills jaana he..checkin up the necassary gears ...and found out we dint have only two things...the papers for the bike
:O... now how are we gonna go???......
Simple...you know the traffic police in Bangalore are so big hearted that they will let us pass...juz by giving them a donation..this happens everywhere..in the world
we start up...
I am gonna ride with Mohit and Abhishek..has Anim behind him....
Mohit has a verrryyy gud Bajaj Discover... Abhi Hero Honda passion...and
All the gears ready.... Moi praying to god...(yea Mohit I did pray :D)....for our safe return.
Right istart....hmmm... The party...moves slow and steady...like a swan in the pond...
First time in my life the Marthahalli bridge empty :O... Why not 2:15 AM...c'mon wot to expect the Volvo to Whitefield with babes in it...nahh!!!...But for any Bangalorean..to see the bridge empty...is a rare sight...
Catchin up..the 100 feet road...found up a petrol bunk open... OUR LUCKY DAY.... Fill our bikes...the bodyguards of the petrol bunk..give us the permission to leave...wondering who are they...they are the stray dogs...Bangalore has a very good population of stray dogs...i think it will be for every 10 humans there would be 1 stray dag ... 10:1 ratio...damn..there's this stupid people supporting them(read protection of stray dogs)...for god sakes...ppl you wanna protect them..take'em to your house and have them there...locked ... not on the roads...biting people...killing 2 yr old..or even getting floored with the tar of outer ring roads
ahem...back to the ride...isstart...again...the outer ring road...
Mohit..was asking so many interesting questions...that i slept on the bike ....its 3:30AM...somewhere in the outer ring road....
Approaching a speed breaker...Speed 50KmpHr....yea going slow...Mohit driving seriously with both the eyes open(thank god he did)...And his back seat rider...namely me..a guy who is exhausted totally ..sleeping...sitting in the back seat... the speed breaker is close.....cliccccccchhhh... brakes on...
the brakes awaken me...and I stagger up from my position...
Yea yea I am safe...right... another round of talks..(Mohit hasnt realised i was sleeping)....... 3:45 ....Back to sleep..not sleep actually you know that meta-stable state in our sleep..where you know something is happening but you cant react...well what to do...free AC...clear sky...the driver enjoying his ride...silent...i get bored up..
Oye teri...another speed breaker...clichhhh....ahem...waking up by the brakes again..this time shaking the bike...Mohit ko pata chal jaata he ..I am sleeping...
and Mohit asks me politely..Are Naaga so ra he kya??? ...Haan..(me still the metastable state)...Mohit shouts in a low voice...abbe so maat...gir jaayega...(duhhh!!!....wot do u xpect me to do ...dance??)
p.s Mohit is a sorta Gentle Man a lil crooked..dats y d sorta word used up there...
After the encouraging the talk by Mohit ...I resume my meta stable...state..this time lil more then that...man we gotta stop...else i might fall...
We make up a Pit stop at the world famous Friends dhaba..(i have never been there...for that sake nobody was there)...hmmm... a good talk... and I am all awake...now...but still the metastable state still inviting me...need of tea...very muchhh....God damn....for all the 45 KM we drove there wasnt a single petty shop..very weird for bangalore to be that a way...
That was the thought and ...viola...we reach up the Raju's tea shop...time 4:00AM..
Stop...
We rush for tea...yes...they got just 4 glasses of tea...(its a plastic cup ..length 1.5inches)...that was too big to feed us..we ask for some more...and...well Mr.Raju says we gotta wait...nahh..no problemo with us..and Abhishek ka nazar woh biscuit wali bottle me lag jaati he...of all the six bottles stocked .. only one was having something in it...the lone surviver... a butter biscuit...Abhishek ...(kills it..to satisfy his hunger - Calvin's style of saying).
Mr.Anim starts up with his talks...gotta give a big rounda claps for this guy...can talk on any topic..non-stop...and can make fun of any damn guy around...
The topic Panipat War..:O...wot the yea..i caught up only there...he he...Anim was telling about the way he used to answer at the History exams...Well we all do know how to write ..for History exams ;)...for more info contact Anim on this...can give good ideas....Andddd...of cors some personal things..which wont suit the blog world...
Right tea ready... Second round...SIP SIP...finito...
Back on the roads... Nandi Hills here we come....yea..still coming...
from the left of the highway....1 km ...2 km ....3km...its pitch dark...No street lights....he he ... yea...nice one to ride with your headlights on and off :)..
(Real Bikers know how it feels riding in the dark)....vrooom...50 KmpHr...we miss the turn to Nandi Hills...reach a village...
Now that we realised that we have missed the turn...looking for some human presence in the morning 4:35AM .... We see a couple... No its an elderly man and ...a young woman...right ...you know what to expect...We enquire about the route...and escapeeeeeeeeeeeeee......
Hmm reach up the correct route to Nandi hills..
4:45AM...the uphill drive starts...damnn...i dont have my cam...i would have shot the scenary....
We were up by 3 or 4km...Thick mist or fog...call it anything...visiblity 2Meters :O....
Scary....ha ha must have seen Mohits face :D... I was enjoying the uphill ride...after a longtime riding in the mists...away from kodaikanal..
Right..we wait...for Anim and Abhi to catch up with us...and we start up with our talk again..important issues..politics....technology..bhoooooootttttt....monkey and girls...:D...
time 5:10AM ...the last part of the Uphill...we drive slow..reach the top @5:30AM...
Lot of ppl to invite us... a big party of bike riders...banners...cars...buses...
Ha...just 4 bikes...a car...near the 24 Hr open shop(:O cant believe it right)....
anyways...now reached the top...hungry...gotta eat... get something to munchhh....
Abhi catches up with a beer can...
Abhi has been here earlier...even Anim..too..Moi nahh...i know the Malls of bangalore..not Nandi Hills..Mohit had no time for Nandi hills earlier...
Leads us to some rocky region behind the locals house... for seeing the sun rise...
should appreciate Abhi ..for leading ..to this way..very well laid...of cors we can see some fertilizers here and there...(right already the beer is doing the work)..
Reaching up the topmost rock ... start pulling Mohits leg...as usual...(ahem ...too much confidential)....Gud that...he dint beat us up ...for all the things we told...:D...Sorry man...it was just for fun you know it and we know it...
Was good climb just that..it was cloudy..couldn't see the Sunrise...
6:30 AM..Hmm trekking back to the parking lot...we can see some girls..coming towards us.ooopss they are from our company....ha ha ...Abhi hides his beer can seeing that particular girl ;-)....(it was almost empty but still he was hiding it :D)...
and another hour we are there...start our journey back to bangalore...@7:30AM...yea had to leave early..coz of my dance class....
Reach up Bangalore(Marathahalli)@8:45AM...end of the drive...the usual weeken routine starts...
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STORY BY :BRAHMA
MUSIC BY :VARIOUS ARTISTS
PRODUCTION:CHAK DE INDIA
DIRECTED BY:GULAB JAMUN AJNABEE
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Labels: Ride to Nandi Hills
