1…2…3…4…5…6… So easy to count? Well this year 2009 has been pretty much similar, days are just passing as a count. Its been so long ince I posted something and that’s because of my exms. Its not that I was too busy studying but tried to stay away from blogging and internet during those days. These exams were not so great, like all others. One was really really bad. I just hope I scrap through it somwhow. Had my last exam on 31st, and it’s the first time that my university people have decided on such dates that we can think of welcoming the coming year. After the last exam we were really confused what to do, our minds were blank and we decided on nothing, really nothing. Many of my friends were leaving the same day so just helped them pack and gave a drop. By evening whoever had to go had left. With just planning of chilling we just retired and watched tv the whole evening. I tried planning a few stuffs but it didn’t work out. Watched tv till some 12.10am, yes my 09 started watching tv. After that a few calls and new year wishes. Around 12.30am of 1st jan my friend said that lets do something. With nothing in mind we set out on the bike. First problem we faced was fuel, my bike always has minimum required fuel. Wandering in the night, asking every rick guy about 24hrs fuel bunk we finally found one at around 1am. Now there we decided to go for a long ride. It was pretty cold and we were sufficiently dressed. So we decided to go on mysore road. But as soon as we hit the outskirts of the city we realized that it was not a very wise thing that we were doing. But now there was no way back. So we continued on our way. As soon as we were out of the city, the cold became worse. Now we were literally shivering on the bike. On that road we usually rip at 100+kmph but at that moment dint have guts to go over 50kmph. To make conditions worse was my bike’s headlamp’s bulb. It was not very affective.
For sometime I rode the bike and then handed it to my friend. Our eyes were watering. At around 3am we hit the first ccd, but it was all packed. So both of us, all pepped up decided to skip this one and hit the next one. And after around 30 min we hit a barista, and decided to stop there because we really needed a break from this chilling weather. Had a warm coffee there, I have never cherished holding a coffee mug this much before. By 4am we felt a little normal and decided to hit the roads again but this time on our way back to blore because my friend had a train to catch in the morning. So we left from there and were back home by 6am. Again half way he rode and the other half I did. When we entered the warm house we felt so uncomfortable, it seemed to us as our hands and legs are frozen, they were totally numb. Hungry we were, so made coffee and boiled some eggs. Felt a lot better. Then we dozed off.
To many it may not sound a very great ride but only we two know what an experience it was, and let me tell you, it was worth. Really enjoyed the ride. And since that day I have been just running around with some work or something. I did not compromise with my 10hrs of normal sleep but I was not ideal most of the time. Something or the else held me up.
4th Jan 09, I took a train to go home. This train journey was the worst I have been on. This train was the worst train I have ever boarded. No food!!! I had a tough time. Today I finally reached home, 6th morning, rather say afternoon. And what a relief it was.
And now enjoying my home sweet home.
