The time is 6:20 pm, Vic and I wait at the platform for Mavelli express and then I see it arriving, my friends waving cheerfully and I say casual bye to Vic and hop on to the train and sit amongst my friends, what follows next is the usual chit-chat lasting very long. (I love to talk till my jaws start paining) and meeting my MSc pals brings back all good memories. Train journey always fascinates me because of the good conversion, packed food, lush greenery outside and the track sound. I believe it shows how diverse India is!
The objective of this all girls trip was a conference in Trivandrum (God’s own Capital). So as the train swung in its regular rhythm and we are engrossed in some conversation, Dillu gets a call on her phone. It’s Mr. R, the organizing secretary of the conference and they talk in Malayalam and after the conversation comes to an end, Appu and I keep staring at her and she gives us this ‘whatever you gals are thinking is not true’ look. So the conversation goes on like this:“So Dillu, why is it that he responds only to your call and not to our mails???” asks Appu .Dillu replies with her usual nakras that there is nothing going on. Though both of us knew she wasn’t lying, we weren’t going to give up that easily! So I kept the conversation flowing that if there is something cooking between both of you then I will be the proud aunt to Dillu’s imaginary kids Rathna and Dillesh! Appu goes one step further and hums the tune Rathu…rathu…rathu…aaja..aaja..aaja!!!
This amount teasing is directly proportionate to Dillu’s anger, so we didn’t continue longer. The train arrives at the capital city and we walk with all our bags as Sharukh in main hoon na. The hotel is nearby so we walk and after waiting 20 mins in the lobby they give us rooms, though we already had a reservation. Strike 1,We reach our rooms freshen up and decide to have the ultimate Kerala delicacy Puttu and Kadala curry with awesome Kerala Tea. So we decide to have breakfast at the hotel where we stayed and to our surprise they didn’t have the basic Kerala food!! It’s like you come to M’lore and can’t find neeru dosa! Strike 2.The rest of the day is spent visiting the beautiful Anantha PadmanabaSwamy Temple, the lovely art gallery, museum and zoo. The food wasn’t up to the mark in any of the places we dined!
Day 2 was spend in the conference where we first encountered Mr R for the first time and Dillu and He made the ‘Perfect couple’ .Though I had my presentation that day, I was busy mentally preparing a romantic duet choreography, with these two running behind trees and since it was a hotel conference hall running behind pillars. The song was “Oh little flower…” from Quick gun Murugan. So the conference went on I finished my presentation, Appu’s was the next day so after lunch we bunked the noon session and made sure we came right on time for dinner. The fun part was yet to come. The organizers had arranged for a magic show which was truly ---- I don’t have words to describe let me just put it this way…the magician thought he is a cross of South Indian superstar and a Cheer girl and his assistant was imitating Shakira but sadly the assistant was a male! So after a magical evening we sit to have dinner. Now instead of us enjoying a quiet peaceful dinner we are stuck with group of non good looking guys trying to hit on us with boring lines! Strike 3 the conference didn’t have good looking guys!
The next day turns out to be as boring as day 2 but we finish with the presentation, take all the certificates and escape, the only relief is meeting my friend Chotu at railway station later that evening! The Trivandrum melodrama ends in a very meaningful note i.e. do not expect good things always! Life aint fair. The journey back is once more full of colours, lively discussions and friendly spirits :-)
The objective of this all girls trip was a conference in Trivandrum (God’s own Capital). So as the train swung in its regular rhythm and we are engrossed in some conversation, Dillu gets a call on her phone. It’s Mr. R, the organizing secretary of the conference and they talk in Malayalam and after the conversation comes to an end, Appu and I keep staring at her and she gives us this ‘whatever you gals are thinking is not true’ look. So the conversation goes on like this:“So Dillu, why is it that he responds only to your call and not to our mails???” asks Appu .Dillu replies with her usual nakras that there is nothing going on. Though both of us knew she wasn’t lying, we weren’t going to give up that easily! So I kept the conversation flowing that if there is something cooking between both of you then I will be the proud aunt to Dillu’s imaginary kids Rathna and Dillesh! Appu goes one step further and hums the tune Rathu…rathu…rathu…aaja..aaja..aaja!!!
This amount teasing is directly proportionate to Dillu’s anger, so we didn’t continue longer. The train arrives at the capital city and we walk with all our bags as Sharukh in main hoon na. The hotel is nearby so we walk and after waiting 20 mins in the lobby they give us rooms, though we already had a reservation. Strike 1,We reach our rooms freshen up and decide to have the ultimate Kerala delicacy Puttu and Kadala curry with awesome Kerala Tea. So we decide to have breakfast at the hotel where we stayed and to our surprise they didn’t have the basic Kerala food!! It’s like you come to M’lore and can’t find neeru dosa! Strike 2.The rest of the day is spent visiting the beautiful Anantha PadmanabaSwamy Temple, the lovely art gallery, museum and zoo. The food wasn’t up to the mark in any of the places we dined!
Day 2 was spend in the conference where we first encountered Mr R for the first time and Dillu and He made the ‘Perfect couple’ .Though I had my presentation that day, I was busy mentally preparing a romantic duet choreography, with these two running behind trees and since it was a hotel conference hall running behind pillars. The song was “Oh little flower…” from Quick gun Murugan. So the conference went on I finished my presentation, Appu’s was the next day so after lunch we bunked the noon session and made sure we came right on time for dinner. The fun part was yet to come. The organizers had arranged for a magic show which was truly ---- I don’t have words to describe let me just put it this way…the magician thought he is a cross of South Indian superstar and a Cheer girl and his assistant was imitating Shakira but sadly the assistant was a male! So after a magical evening we sit to have dinner. Now instead of us enjoying a quiet peaceful dinner we are stuck with group of non good looking guys trying to hit on us with boring lines! Strike 3 the conference didn’t have good looking guys!
The next day turns out to be as boring as day 2 but we finish with the presentation, take all the certificates and escape, the only relief is meeting my friend Chotu at railway station later that evening! The Trivandrum melodrama ends in a very meaningful note i.e. do not expect good things always! Life aint fair. The journey back is once more full of colours, lively discussions and friendly spirits :-)
there was one more instance where in Mr R. wakes us up with his call early in the morning on the first day of the conference...All of us were so damn irritated and Dilu receives the call as she's very fluent in speaking her own mother tongue..:)Mr R requests Dilu to accomodate a gal from NIT Calicut in our room as she had to wait to get an accomodation(as if our room was a public dormatory)...Dilu without any hesitation (poor all,she had no other go but to accept his request..sob..sob..v lost our privacy even though it was for sometime..) says yes...and we meet Ms. S....v finally get ready..and Ms S also freshens up finally after a lot of thinking....:)v finally think of going together since we all had to reach the same destination..but to our surprise, Ms S just says bye and closes the door...:)we all are shocked and frustrated cos v were already late cos of Ms S..forget acknowledging us,she dint even have the courtesy to ask if v were going together...eventhough v dint like her comin to our room,v simply adjusted without even grumbling..and once v reach the venue,Ms S behaves as if v r aliens..What a sample piece...Mystery unrevealed..:)
ReplyDeleteHIIIIIII its dam true dr i feel all those who were gathered dre were crap or samples coz it was our first experience with such strange behaving people......Rathu,Ms S from NIT,all chottas from TKM ,ISROOOOZ KSD guy and of corse the hotel manager and ric drivers??? 3girls meanas Gule kijori ki tharaf or sum thing as per (jub we met,2008) even in day time i dint know?whts wrong with our GOD'S OWN COUNTRY???
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