Shimla Trip

Trips are one of the most refreshing things that happen to a Civil Engineer of our college. Trips are the time when we have "fun learning" Where it is not just about craming the facts and formulas..where it is more about learning the things going around you...more about managing with odds still making it among the few memorable days of your life, which will be cherished for ever..
There always remain few instances which make the situation lighter..which left us with few memories,recollecting them would always bring a bit of sunshine in our lives...the incidences which made those long painful bus journey (from Delhi to Chandigarh274Km, Chandigarh to Shimla, 95 Km Shimla to Dalhousie,224 Km and Dharamshala to Amritsar) or those freezing temperatures with very less warm clothes, the stale food of Mukherjee ( the tour guide) , Proff Macwan's "I have two daughters and both are girls" stories. The one that topped the chart were, involved me, and boy you could have seen people rolling down,holding their bellies tight:

* We( included me, Prachi, Mayanka, Vimal, Matkeswar & Mahesh) went to a shopping complex in Chandigarh. Imagine a posh area with all branded shops all around you..people having a general talk..and I Chayanika Mitra suddenly realizes that her childhood love of jumping over an empty bottle and getting a squicky sound is too hard to resist even among the crowd...so she jumps and BANGGGGG!!!!! The very next moment was found lying in the floor
Janata's Reaction: Hahahahahahaha...started holding their tummies ( well almost all had one! :P ) Renamed me as "4.75 gms".And the leg pulling....well it is continued till the very date.
PhysicistReaction: An empty bottle is filled with air inside it ; not completely empty...& since the bottle was capped it made the bottle to roll away when a "light weighted material" jumped over it. There is nothing strange about it. :)

* From the hotel to the shopping complex of Chandigarh, we took the traditional Tanga gari to travel. We were 4 people in one ( A single Tanga is meant to carry two average sized Indians.) We sang on top of our voice, people passing by us gave reaction like: Amazed, suprised, hallucinated and what not.
Janata's Reaction: Had so much fun..it sometimes feel wonderful to act foolishly.
Physicist Reaction : Where you the only girl in the tanga?

* Can you ever imagine Chinmay Nayek ( for the lesser informed mortals..let me tell you..Chinu as he is fondly addressed as, is a very loadu guy who has a weird temprament about the fairer sex) And imagine a girl putting flower on his head and he smiling away in front of the camera gave many of the classmates a dash of smile on their faces.
Janata's Reaction : Clicked various photographs. Shared them in lan. Pulled his leg ( For a while the gun barrel was towards his side leave me in peace for sometime.)
Physicist Reaction : The girl who played the prank on him was you..isn't it?Grrrrrrr

* During our trip to Dalai lama's monestry at Maclad ganj near Dharamshala, we met with cute chinki kids. And like every other excited college student.. i took hold of a baby and tried clicking pics with her. Ankur from no where came in the frame too and then started the flow of comments.
Janata's Reaction : A 5'2'' mother, a 6' tall dady and a chinki child :O Kya gajab family hain ye...
Physicists Reaction Shut up!

There many other such instances, where a pic of mine with shopping bags were commented as " baba blackship have you any wool" or the helluva fun we had during the dance party night ended with a lighter mood..As we come to the end of our four years journey together..I certainly would like to suffer those night outs before submission, the tension of getting in the list of short attendees or the innumerable effort for "jugar" of the sheets before SDD submissions to get back these four years...Well as my train journey was ending in S3 of golden temple, dated 19th of March 2007 with a black bloody lump on the left side of forehead ( I got hurt badly while changing seats..) I stood still near the door of the train..feeling the wind on my face, the touch of the ten rupees note which gave Rajan gave me as a good luck sign.. scanning the events of the last ten days of the trip and missing each moment badly,suddenly a man from the back called out " Behenji pleaseeeeee kudnaa mat" :O