College To Do List

I have been in my college for nearly three years and believe me not, if you want it to be, college is fun. I never realized how fast the past three years have gone by. There are some things you have to, I repeat HAVE TO experience in college. Those few things are listed below:

1) Make best friends for life: I met my bff’s in college and I am sure we will go much beyond college. If I can call the last three years any good it is just because of them.

2) Go on a Goa trip: You can go to any part of the world, but a trip to Goa with your college pals will always be the most cherished one. Trust me, it is a crazy place, where you can be at your craziest best because what happens in Goa stays in Goa. Do not miss to plan it in your college.

3) Miss classes: Miss them to watch movies, to go for road-trips or just to sit in the college cafeteria because you don’t feel like studying.

4) Study a night before an exam: That’s the best time to study, the time when you can push yourself to stay awake and complete thirty chapters of the hardest subject while sipping coffee.

5) Live in a coffee-shop: My friends and I have literally spent our entire days in coffee shops talking, laughing and doing absolutely nothing. I remember a time when we even had memorized the entire playlist of a particular place and knew that each song played there six times in a day (yeah, we are that lame and idle).

6) Pull a prank on your friend: I guess, everyone has done it, pranks are always fun but make sure it is nothing serious.

7) Slap your friend for being serious for a guy/girl: When your friend is truly, madly, deeply in ‘lowe’ with someone and cries and whines all day because of this and that someone is not good enough then you have every right to knock some sense into your friend.

8) Get drunk: Get drunk a million times and every time that happens pledge not to drink again.

9) Think of life after college: Everyone does that, have fun but not at the expense of your future. Make sure nothing goes wrong there.

10) Party till the break of dawn: Be loud, dance the night away and just party hard.

11) Ace a subject and fail another: Nothing feels good like being perfect in a particular subject and you can’t be good with everything so can fail in one of the subjects.

12) Realize: Realize a lot of things, like how your grades could have been better, how much you have changed in college, what you have to do after college, all of it needs to be thought of.

13) Go broke: Spend all your allowances on something exotic in the beginning of the month and end up having no money for the rest of it. I believe that’s how we learn how to manage our money, making sure next time we are not out of it.

14) Own a car that breaks down fifteen times a month: You will hate it, curse it but a jalopy like that is a guarantee of you having a great time for it takes you everywhere, no matter how many times it breaks down.

15) Spur-of-the-moment-trip: College is the first time in your life you have the freedom to do almost whatever you want. When it’s a cold, depressing Friday in February and you don’t feel like going to the same places you’ve been to every weekend for the past five months, take an unplanned trip somewhere.

Beer and Buddies; Books and Brew

These are the four b’s that a human being needs to live with, if I were stranded on an island either of these two combinations I wouldn’t miss anything. They help you survive anywhere and everywhere. Friends, your partners in crime, rescuers in crisis, misguides, philosophers when not in senses are the people whose company you will cherish all your lives.

You can act silly with them, pull their legs, offend them, pretend you hate them and get away with all this, although not without getting it back. They are the ones who laugh at your lamest jokes. I didn’t have good friends until I got to college, it was in college I met the people I now call friends for life. College is the perfect place to bump into like-minded crazy insane people. It is only in science opposite poles attract, when it comes to people it is the other way round.

There is nothing like having a good conversation over beer with your best buddies. That is how you stay high on life. Together they will help you survive any calamity. The two come to your rescue in the worst of situations. Last weekend we celebrated two great creations together, it was the friendship day and the world beer day. There you go, they even compliment each other this way, isn’t that just perfect? Beer is better with friends and  friends better with some beer not a lot though. I hope you did enjoy your weekend with the tow and didn’t let it go a waste.

The second combination books and brew is perfect for the times when you want to spend time on your own. A captivating book and a strong cup of coffee are enough to keep you entertained for a long time. The best sleepless nights are spent in the company of books and coffee.  It is the best way to have some peaceful, lonely and quiet time. The coffee keeps the sleep at bay when you are reading an exceptionally good book and you don’t want to fall asleep while at it.

With either the buddy and beer or books and brew combination one can forget the world around, things around seem to be simpler and more fun. So folks cheers, celebrate the companionship of these for eternity. Brew your life in a high way.

The most splendid vacation

I am finally back from the Mumbai-Goa trip. It has been ten splendid days, the best vacation so far. We, which includes Uncle V, SS and me, got to Mumbai by train, although after this trip I am not planning to undertake any long distance train journey.Both the times the train was nothing short of a nightmare.  First time we had to share the compartment with a tobacco chewing man and his family, the moment he entered all we could smell for the next twelve hours was the pathetic red tobacco. I climbed on the upper berth at around 8 PM and climbed down only once he left the next morning somewhere around 8 AM. And while on our way back we spotted a mouse in our bogey, I am petrified of mice, nothing scares me more.

Anyways the fun part was when we got to Mumbai, the first evening we were there we visited the Juhu Beach, the walk on the beach was great, the sound of the waves mesmerizing but unfortunately the beach is filthy, at night time one can’t even think of going near the water, not because the tides are high but because of the garbage. Its like a trash can compared to the beaches in Goa.

The next day was consumed by crazy shopping in Lokhandwala and Bandra, the best thing about Mumbai is the public transport. The taxis and three-wheelers are easily available and aren’t expensive at all. I didn’t realize shopping could be so hard especially when you are buying gifts. We managed to buy gifts for everyone in six hours somehow.

Rest it wasan usual trip we spent a day at Colaba,sightseeing, the day we were there, the Mumbai Secretariat caught fire, check out these pictures I got from my camera.

We also visited the National Gallery of Modern Art, the gallery has been preserving modern art since 1850. It had this calender art where they depicted each bollywood year, it was really hilarious, just check this picture I smuggled, smuggled because photography was restricted and I could not click more pictures after this.

I am not much of a foodie, but I relished the sea food, the popular Leopold cafe at Colaba had the greatest fish fry I have ever had. Another must visit cafe is Hard Rock Cafe, do I have even have to elaborate about that?

Jumbo Combo @ HRC Mumbai

On the third night of our vacation we left for Goa, on bus. The bus ride to some extend was exceptional, all night I felt I was on some roller coaster. Uncle V had a bad experience on this bus. We hit Goa mid-morning and checked in the resort in South Goa near the Varca beach which is a beautiful beach. The resort had a nice swimming pool. SS and I wanted to swim but we didn’t have costumes. We hired a two-wheeler and drove to the nearest market, it started raining while we were driving. Its hard to explain the beauty of Goa during rains, its so green, lush and mesmerizing.

After the swim we settled for another sea food lunch at a near by shack, I had a fish with cheese, mashed potatoes and mushrooms. Another great dish, it was perfectly creamy. After lunch we went to the Varca beach for the sunset where we caught fishermen fishing. They caught a baby shark.Here are the pictures from Varca Beach.

Sunset at Varca

Most of the next morning was spent sleeping and getting over the previous night, it was something that will stay in Goa. Late morning we went to Colva Beach during the high tide. That was the best beach experience, swimming in beach, being swept by the high waves, it was just amazing.

Apart from the beaches we visited churches, the big foot museum and the archeological museum in old Goa. The Big foot museum was the most interesting place, it had an old historical Goa village setup, which was very well done. The archeological museum had sculptures from 13th century to 18th century and the paintings of all the Vice-Roys of Goa till 1961. It was in 1961 the Portuguese left Goa and Goa didn’t have Vice-Roys after that. The smallest state of India has incredible history attached to it.

After three days in Goa we got back to Mumbai for our last day of vacations. We spent that day on the last minute shopping and hogging on food. I swear I have never had so much food.

I still have the holiday hangover and its hard to get over it. I so miss swimming all day long and being lazy.The time just flew by and now I am back to work.  Here are a few more pictures:

The Haji Ali in Mumbai

 

 

 

Birthday off the Highway

Immediately after the exams got over this time, it was my friend SM’s birthday, her nineteenth, her last teen year. We could not let this birthday, just be any other birthday, the party had to be glorious for dual reasons. First We all managed to complete two years of college, the time seems to have whooshed by and the birthday.

SM had been throwing subtle hints she wanted a surprise party and this made the task hard for us. What surprise this time? Her last birthday party was a surprise one as well. We were clueless and had very less time to plan a surprise because of exams. That is when CK came up with the igneous idea of going to Kikar lodge, seventy kilometers drive from here. It was a perfect idea, a getaway and birthday surprise planned together.

One of the many sign boards

We decided to leave early morning, at around 8:00 AM, few of us had a class, including the birthday girl, everyone bunked it. SM was blind-folded to add more mystery to the surprise and make it look more dramatic. I didn’t have my jalopy this time but didn’t miss it at all. We had two of my other favorite vehicles, Uncle V’s car and SWAT’s two wheeler. I accompanied SWAT on the two wheeler for the first bit of journey. Majorly because I wanted to drive and she let me drive. She is the only who lets me drive, nobody else trusts me with the two-wheeler. Well, I just drove for the first fifteen minutes of the two and half hour journey, rest of it I was crooning third-grade songs and enjoying the ride on the pillion.

We made it to Ropar in one hour or a little more than that. Most of it was a good drive, the highway is really nice and we have driven there before. We took a stop near a canal and took some pictures. The adventure began after that when we had to get off the main highway and drive on the roads where the width keeps on reducing like you wished your waistline should. There were twists and turns, the driving got dicey. Suddenly the mobile signals went off, we were in the unexplored rural Panjab, with no sight of Kikar lodge.

Scared we had lost our way, we stopped by at a Dhaba to ask if we were on the right track, elation engulfed when came to know we were but were still a twenty kilometers away. That is when I started driving again, I forgot putting on my glasses and could not see the potholes, and drove into every single pothole making the bumpy ride even more so. SWAT who was the pillion was cursing me, not her fault, poor her.

Before we realized the size of the road reduced and it was no longer a road just a track where one can barely drive, there were signs leading to that place all over but the road never seemed end. Swat and I even lost our way, we missed a sign board.It was frustrating but finally after a four kilometer drive on those roads we entered the massive gates of the lodge.

The place was beautiful, rejuvenating, lush greens trees surrounded us, their pools were bright blue and I wanted to jump into them. It was really peaceful to not have mobile signals, away from the city. Kikar lodge also provides some adventure sports, check their site for details, we could not indulge into those because of lack of time and resources.

The lunch was pretty decent, after the lunch CK and I jumped into the pool, despite knowing we could not because we were not entitled to and we didn’t leave until one of the guys came to tell us we weren’t allowed. After that we just sat by the pool and talked for sometime, by 2:30 PM we left the lodge. The place is paradisiacal for a getaway, it would be great to spend a weekend there. SM loved every bit of this surprise. Here is a hint guys, give me a similar surprise on my birthday, just don’t blindfold me The drive back was easier, nothing much happened then. I realized give me a car, good company, a swimming pool, a few good books and I could live my entire life with just these things.

When we were leaving this is the scene that bade us farewell

More pictures

The Dakku Getup for the ride on two-wheeler

 

 

 

 

 

An over the top drive

* I wrote this piece in October and editing and publishing it again for this contest,  also visit this site http://www.mahindraxuv500.com/*

I have the most insane friends, their dictionary does not include the word “Normal” . They are absolutely CRAZY! After reading this post you will agree with me. My all girl gang has this  pact of  going on a small road trip after every month’s exams, to de-stress ourselves. This was mutually decided after our first trip to RDB fort. The pact is sometimes violated and this trip happened after a lot of speculations, cancellations and everyone was infuriated, I nearly thought it was never going to happen.

It was decided after the September exams that we would go to floating restaurant which is around fifty kilometres from Chandigarh. The plan was cancelled due to some  unavoidable circumstances, with each passing day the college got unbearable. The lectures were a harassment, the professors even more so, we had endless assignments, submission deadlines, presentations and tutorial sheets to complete. That is when Swat and Uncle V talked again about  plan and told me . I was just looking for this break from college, I asked everyone else and they surprisingly agreed . So it was decided that the people who have two-wheelers ( I don’t get the car on weekdays ) would get them and we’d fly out of the cage. It was the six of us and three two-wheelers, the perfect equation.

Next morning we got together outside the college gate and Uncle V and I discovered that Swat had included few of her friends and AV ( who had her own little adventure while coming out of the college, she was caught by the guard but managed to escape) in the plan and from six we were now eleven people . Now we had eleven people and not enough two-wheelers to accommodate . We thought of getting buses, I hate buses even the one hour bus journey to college whacks me out. They are just too uncomfortable especially the Punjab transport buses and CTU, since college started I have been trying to get used to them.

So anyways we had no other option, unlike the previous times we knew the way to the restaurant. That unfortunately meant less  adventure. The first bus we approached did not go to Sirhind, neither did the second one, the third one went exactly where we had to go but it was fully occupied and there were no seats available . I just moved on thinking maybe we will find a better bus, its always good to have options and I did not want to travel in an overloaded bus standing next to  someone who kept pushing me and trampling on my foot.  When I looked back I to my horrid shock saw SS and AV asking the conductor if they could travel on  the bus top, yes the  freaks came up with idea and thought of executing it . I just ignored them, thinking no one will ever let them get over the bus  but when the conductor approved of the idea, I was completely taken back. This is how I am getting killed, falling from the top of a rashly driven Panjab Roadways bus, I thought.

We used to joke about travelling on a train top or a  bus top but our life is not some bollywood movie where we can do that and sing and dance our way . I had a battle inside me, whether to go up or not, by the time I could think of anything everyone was up there except Uncle V and me. I then dismissed all thoughts, the battle inside my head abandoned mid-way and climbed up, going up each step like a petrified animal going into a lion’s den.

I never imagined I would end up on a bus top. The top was dirty and I honestly was doubtful of sitting there even after I had climbed up, but now there was no looking back or should I call it climbing down. I finally sat down making myself comfortable. The wind up there felt very nice and the view was amazing too. We could see things and savour the scenery in a more beautiful way which could not be done had we been travelling sitting inside the bus. The skies seemed closer, bluer. Have a look at the picture from the top :

We chatted like we had never talked before and then started singing as well and drew a lot of weird looks towards us  but who cared . It was glorious . The gang doesn’t  just say things we believe in doing things . The travelling on the top did not prove very good for our poor hair. The best way to worsen a bad hair day is to travel on a bus top, your hair will be at their best worst . After an hour long singing and screaming and evading trees that had the potential to hit our heads, we finally reached the floating restaurant. Getting down was major task for a few people who were scared out of wits, specially Swat who after climbing down to disguise her fear said ” Oh, it wasn’t that big  a deal, was it.”  The place looked mesmerizing, we took half an hour to de-tangle our hair, after all  we are girls no matter how we travel,  another half hour to make our faces look good.

Finally when everyone was done, we headed for breakfast, which wasn’t really impressive. I felt the place was shaking because it was on top of the water, but everyone else denied that. Apparently they are not vibration sensitive .Probably they were just doing it to contradict me.

After the breakfast we went and sat on the bank of the river and a nice time . It indeed was a peaceful place something like Jainti Dam, we talked some more, discussed things and clicked a few pictures and came back .Its sometimes good to be crazy, this trip will go down in the history of my college life and will always remain the most apprized memory.

Here are few more pictures to make you envious.

             

The Canal, you see the restraunt in the picture.

Beautiful skies

Swat and I walking

Canal again

Somewhere on the way. We had to really save our heads from that thing.

Good friends , Good Books and a Sleepy Conscience , this is the ideal life.

Before I go on to explain what the title  is about I’d like to wish my grandfather a very happy birthday It is his 76th birthday today ,  right after mine.We always joke that he is a day younger than me .  He is one of the sweetest person I know and the coolest grandfather. He is the one who still spoils  me with the 5-stars and fruit n nuts . I love being called sweet girl by him. Its just so cute , he calls me that whenever I talk to him over the phone. In summers we used to go for long walks and have ice-cream sometimes.

When I was a kid he taught me math and got mad at me if i did my sums wrong. It was because of him I scored well in math at that time and secondly because I never wanted to disappoint him .I looked upto him for being the calm , composed person he is. He has the most logical thinking. I love him. Thank you for being there nanu.

And now coming back to the title , well actually that is my life I have good friends , I read books and I do have a conscience that is in a habit of waking up late and realizing things after a considerable delay in time and that is an ideal life .This is the quote on my t-shirt presented by friends on my birthday. This quote was at the front and EP!C Editor Saab at the back. Check out the pictures.

It was one of they coolest birthdays , all of them dropped in at 8 in the morning and got into my room when I had not even woken up and smashed an entire cake in my face and  hair and within a span of two minutes this is what I looked like :

They are absolutely crazy , they wrecked their brains to give me 19 gifts which included cheese , oreo , snickers and pepsi the few things I love eating , a diary to write in , pens because I never have them and some accessories. And the most special and the last one was the print version of EP!C magazine’s first issue . It was such a wonderful idea and I absolutely loved it . They made me wait for more than hour to get that edition printed. But it was worth the wait. Each gift had a small slip with its number and a small message , the magazine prints said “bas ab senti mat hona ” which is don’t get sentimental after seeing this . Which happened though.

Then after the lunch we went for a drive to the lake had some crazy fun there , we listened to some of our favorites songs  in uncle V’s car since my 19th century car’s stereo has stopped working and I have given up on it . On our way back I and uncle V raced and I won inspite of the fact I had my Jalopy ans she a much and newer model of Santro . It was the most amazing drive.

I wasn’t excited at all about this birthday but uncle V , ayg , AK , SS , TJ and th one who kept pretending she was in some random corner of Orissa made the birthday the most exciting and happening one . Thank you all . And I missed Swat to a great extent because she could not be there. Love you guys <3.

And now I am looking forward to the holidays my entire family is going to be together around Christmas , exciting times . I love absolutely lurrveee December. Holidays , birthdays , family and friends all of it make it perfect.

An over the top drive

I hope no one from my family ever reads this especially my mom and dad , they would probably disown me if they read this (disown here is an understatement ).

I have the most insane friends whose dictionary does not include the word “Normal” . They are just CRAZY! They  can go upto any level of madness . The post is a prove of this fact. Well me and my gang of girls have this pact that we go for a small road trip after every month’s exams and around diwali . This was mutually decided last year when we went to what we thought wasRDB fort. The pact was sometimes broken and this time it had been too long since we went somewhere and we just had to take a break.

It was decided after the last month’s exam that we would go to floating restaurant which is around 50 kilometers from Chandigarh. But the plan was cancelled due to some  unavoidable circumstances . But this week we got so bugged by college , the lectures were a harrassment the professors even more so and we had endless assignments , submissions and what nots. This was when Swat and Uncle V talked again about the previous month’s plan and told me .I was just looking for this break from college , I asked everyone else and they surprisingly agreed . So it was decided that the people who have activas ( I don’t get the car on weekdays ) would get them and we’d fly outta the cage. It was the six of us and three activas .

Next morning we assembled outside the college and Uncle V and I discovered that Swat had included few of her friends and AV ( who had her own little adventure while coming out of the college , she was caught by the guard but ran away) in the plan and from six we were now eleven people . Now we had eleven people and not enough two-wheelers to accommodate . We thought of getting buses , I hate buses even the one hour bus journey to college whacks me out. They are just too uncomfortable especially the Punjab transport buses and CTU and since college started I have been trying to get used to them.

So anyways we had no other option , unlike the previous times we knew the way to the restaurant . So that meant less of adventure. The first bus we approached did not go to Sirhind , neither did the second one , the third one went exactly where we had to go but it was fully occupied and there were no seats available . So I just moved on thinking maybe we will find a better bus , its always good to have options . After a few seconds I saw SS and AV asking the conductor if they could travel on  the bus top , yes they  freaking thought of it . And when the conductor seemed okay with the idea all of them started climbing . I was like FML , we just joke when we say how cool it would be to travel on a train top or a  bus top but our life is not some bollywood movie where we can do that and sing and dance our way . I had a battle inside me , whether to go up or not by the time I could think of anything everyone was up there except me and Uncle V so I just stopped thinking and climbed .

Phew! I never imagined I would end up doing that . The top was dirty and I honestly was doubtful of sitting there even I had climbed up. But  I believe if you take a decision there should be no looking back , so I finally sat down making myself comfortable. The wind up there felt very nice and the view was amazing too . Have a look at the picture from the top :

We talked like crazy and then started singing as well and drew a lot of weird looks towards us  but who cared . It was glorious . We just don’t say things we do things . But the travelling on the top did not prove very good for our poor hair. The best way to worsen a bad hair day is to travel on a bus top , your hair will be at their best worst .

After an hour long singing and screaming and evading trees that had the potential to hit our heads we reached the floating restaurant. Getting down was major task for a few people who were scared out of wits, specially Swat who after climbing down to disguise her fear said ” Oh , it wasn’t that big  a deal , was it . ” The place was beautiful , we took half an hour to detangle our hair , yeah we are girls , another half hour to make our faces look good . Yes we are girls after all .

Finally when everyone was done , we headed for breakfast , which wasn’t that impressive . I felt the place was shaking because it was on top of the water , but everyone else denied that. Apparently they are not vibration sensitive . Uncle V – It was shaking , don’t you deny it just for the sake of contradicting me . After the breakfast we went and sat on the bank of the river and a nice time . It indeed was a peaceful place something like Jainti Dam ,talked discussed things and clicked a few pictures and came back . Here are few more pictures to make you envious .

When things get happening .

I couldn’t wait  to get my computer and type this post. Do you have any of those crazy cravings in life that you badly want to do? I mean something very insignificant and small but there’s an itch to do that . I am assuming that many of us have courtesy a few facebook pages. I have a lot of those small goals I want to achieve apart my bigger not so insignificant goals. Thanks to Panjab government I got to accomplish a lot of stuff today.

Before I get on that there is another thing I am dying to spill out here. We have our freshers this weekend and for the first time I am doing theatre , not acting obviously , my plate was so full that I thought of opting out of it. Errr Okay …. the truth is  the director that is uncle V dint take me. This is like the “ghar ka play” Vanya is the director , me the script writer and AYG , AV , Swats , SS and SM cast in major roles. There are a few juniors as well but for smaller stuff .

The story of the play is a spoof of “Auditioning of a ghost ” , you can find it on Google. I will post the script in next post to get a feedback from you all. So this weekend the  eight idiosyncratic girls ( we are group of eight people who hang out in college , incase I haven’t mentioned that before) will present their first ever play on stage. Hope it goes well.

As if the play and dancing part ( Swats is also choreographing a dance ) were not enough for a day that we were stuck up in a never ending jam owing to the protesters on the highway.The bus drivers told us the buses would not go beyond that point .We were still a good 15-20 kilometers away from our destination. It was pure co-incidence today that I was with a few AIESECers in the bus . We had to get to this meeting urgently.So we like everybody got down from the bus and start walking the highway. Now this is where came my first small insignificant goal number one  . Walking on a highway . I always wanted to walk on a highway for a considerable distance. Do I sound insane? I don’t care anyway. We walked in  the middle of the highway with no worry of being hit by a speeding car

Just check out the pictures .

This is where the protesters were , check point one , a toll tax barrier just approximately 10 kilometers from Chandigarh.

We somehow managed to make our way out of this massive crowd , it was a ocean of human beings .  The second goal might sound even more weird , do not judge me on that . It was walking on a long over bridge . I told you Do Not Judge me. Walking on the bridge was absolutely epic , we made a hilarious video , where we were laughed at by strangers just because we were having fun . People! Can’t never stop talking . And you should check out the picture below. The sunset looks amazing .

The Sunset

After a stretch of over 4-5 kilometers we thought of getting a lift .It kind of seemed impossible. There were hardly any vehicles and those that passed did not stop for us. And just when we had given up all hope and almost touched chandiland , a open tempo came and agreed us take us  . That’s where the goal numbers 3 and 4 came . Getting a lift on the highway and travelling in a open tempo standing with my friends. It is so amazing with the wind . I think I should ask my mom to get me an open jeep. Unfortunately I don’t have pictures of the tempo.

We reached fortunately enough on time (not exactly on time ) to attend the meeting I was so looking forward to  after the little glorious adventure of ours. Accomplishing those few goals makes me feel happy , I have lot of such small things I want to do , living on the riverside in a tent is one more thing on the list . I don’t even know if qualify to be called goals. An already crazy day was made even more crazier , that is when the things got happening. It’s really weird that everything happens all at once . I was cribbing three days back that everything is getting boring and now it all started happening together. Strange but i still love it .

Now  I look forward to hear from you , what is that small thing in life you want to do , just to make yourself happy.

Cheers!

Summer 2011 – The Jalopy and The Trips to nowhere.

Summer 2011 – My first summer in college and the first in which I had no hoildays , I cribbed and sulked . How could we have one whole month of training immediately after our first year finals? Life could not get worse. But now that it is almost over I can this was my best summer ever. Apart from the training , which was not bad at all , I had the time of my life.Will write about the training bit in the next post.

I  got my driving  license two months back. It was a glorious moment after closely missing it the first time because I could not drive up a slope anyways  I have  it now. The feeling was great .And with my driving license I also got this jalopy , which broke down twice in a month and once the tyre burst.But still I fell in love with it , it took me places.Without it my life would have been incomplete.

My love

 And here are some facts about this beauty:

• It only plays a Bryan Adams Cassete , yeah I have cassete player in my car ,cool isnt it?
• And when you try tuning in the radio , it gets silent and when you have given up all all hopes and start hitting all the buttons on the player or probably forget about it , its suddenly starts playing the Bryan Adam tracks.
• Its a 2000 model 
• There are times when the gear gets stuck and refuses to change gears.
• It gets wobbly if you drive at the speed of 70
• It has an A/C which does not cool , so better roll down the windows. 
• It makes all sorts of embarassing noises sometimes like a tractor.

Two months driving this and I never want to part with it .Everyone curses it and the the some probably curse the driver too but still they love it.By they I mean my friends , we have been on countless drives , drives people wont exactly call sane.

Whenever someone is in a bad mood this little thing comes as a ray of hope , lifting up the mood , Uncle V and Swat , my partners for these litlle geris(drives in panjabi) ,will agree with me the most.Although I bet AYG and CA swear that they wont go anywhere when I am driving that car.

Initially it was just the quieter side of sukhna  lake we ventured to , but later on the car pushed us further , to the ouskirts and smaller places , places away from the city. Every single of these little trips has something crazy about it , never intentional. Just happens , it’s like we get high without drinking, high on life.

Last time when Swat and I went , still dont know where , the car tyre burst and that was one scary thing. We dont know how to replace it and for good 15 minutes I refused to halt the car thinking it wont start again (err I did not know it was just a flat tyre , thought its much more than that) Awesome aint I? Nobody could be more dumb than that.But when I finally stopped , I was relieved that it was just a flat tyre and nothing else. Fortunately this dude helped us .

Two months with this car and a year with these eccentric people I know my next three years in college are going to be more than  awesome.Few glimpses of trips to nowhere:

Physics live! Direct from the lecture hall

I am using my laptop illegally in the physics class and so was tempted to write.Here is a  live commentary. Right now we are being scolded by our teacher lets call him man of principles (MOP ) More than physics we are taught to have principles in our life( which is good but why in physics class).

Apparently its our last class and he is mad at us for sitting at the back benches.Now he is telling that we are never going to get a teacher like him ever again , rest of the teachers are just here to read out of books. GAWD.   It’s story time , a colleague of his being a maths teacher asked him to explain integral to him .Mr MOP get a life.

Finally we are doing physics .Okay MOP is writing the Schrodinger wave equation like we can not read it from our books.Why is he inaudible when he is teaching and loud enough when expressing his feelings to us? Won’t it be cooler if we are allowed to use laptops in class , atleast now I’m listening carefully  to take down the notes(trying to multitask). We would save so much paper with the use of laptop.The class is getting boring yet again .Now my use of laptop is grabbing a lot of attention and before I attract MOP towards myself I’ll stop writing.