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I had NCC in college Air Wing. We had a Vayu-Sainik Camp which was to be held in Lucknow. Prior to that, a Pre-Vayu Sainik camp was held in Ludhiana, Punjab, where contingents from all over Punjab and Haryana participated where we were to be selected to represent Punjab.We boarded a train from Ludhiana to Lucknow.  As it so happened, it was the time when the Ayodhya problem was going on. The trains were filled up with people going to Ayodhya. We found that our bogey was already full of such people and no one agreed to give us space to sit, although we had the bogey all booked. So, what happened next,  happened in a jiffy.Someone pushed my friend Babbar and everything went haywire. The whole group of cadets went berserk. We threw each one of those guys out of the bogey to reclaim our berths. And so started the adventure, on the journey towards Lucknow.

Early morning, the train stopped at a place called Bareilly.It was a bit cold and the tea vendors came serving tea in earthen pots. Mahipal is another friend of mine who is very naughty and pulls pranks every now and then. Well, he was sitting on the berth next to the door.He was ordering tea for everybody. We all thought Mahipal is being very hearty buying tea for everyone, little did we know of his plan. Well, the train blew the horn, ready to move, and we could hear the guy arguing with him over some money. As the train started to move, we could hear the tea guy saying “Babu ji, paisa de do.. Nahin to acha nahin hoga”(give me the money or it wont be good for you)… but Mahipal did not budge. As the train caught speed, we could not believe what the tea man did!  He filled a couple of cups with HOT TEA and threw it inside at us!!! And NOW, Mahipal had no SMILE, he was actually in pain where the hot tea had spilt on him. I would have loved to have a Camera at that time to take some pictures of full of Pain Mahipal 🙂

Just got over this episode, when we found that one of the cadets, oh bless! I have forgotten his name let’s call him “A”, he was found hanging for dear life at the door of the next bogey. We could see him banging the door, but no one was opening it. It was scary and we tried pulling the chain but the train would not stop. We were shouting, screaming but a moving train no one could listen. Then someone had the idea of waving red clothes, we had our shirts, tees, turbans all red-coloured,  waving outside. We crossed a few stations and about half an hour later, the train started to slow down. The moment it stopped, each one of us rushed out,shouting for the people in the next bogey to open the doors.. The train guard – the driver all came over.. We found that the next bogey was full of Army personnel and they had a lot of ammunition in the bogey. They didn’t open the door fearing they were being attacked! HOW STUPID THE EXCUSE SEEMS!!  (Thinking now had we got mobile phones we could have rung the emergency people or the police , to alert them about what was going on , It could have ended in a tragedy this little episode.)

Finally we reached Lucknow station to find out that the city was under curfew. We had nowhere to go, there were so many people on the platform. We took a corner, put all our luggage and stuff and sat waiting for some news. An hour or so later, we saw Mahipal come running with a couple of dozens of bananas. “Eat them, eat them.. hurry!!!”, he started to change his clothes while we had the bananas. Then we saw a man come with a big can, to tell us the story that he had been conned into selling bananas in exchange for 5 ltr can of kerosene oil .What had happened was Mahipal had found an empty kerosene canister, filled it with water, obviously the upper layer was full of oil. Hence the barter was made and the poor man, pranked. 😀

So, the adventure continued for the next 20 days in Lucknow which was under curfew, while our camp was in the army area. But more fun started when the girls’ contingent arrived. Each day after 5pm, the whole lot of us would make sure to have a bath and get ready in our best clothes to impress the girls. IT was in that camp that I first saw a beautiful girl. It was love at first sight, at least from my side :). 50% I was in …

After the initial few days of doing the typical boy thing walking around her, making sure I was there when she came out of girls camp site, the whole camp almost knew about this. I am sure she knew it too, although she denied knowing it. I was trying every possible way to get to talk to her but never got an opportunity something or the other always came in between. It was typical Bollywood scenes.

We were the bad boys of the camp, ended up in so many fights with other boys to prove that Punjab boys were the strongest. One day,we had this massive fight with the Agra boys. We had a boy on floor, me on top of him in a duel, and guess who comes by, SHE!  The Camp Commandant gets to hear about our heroics, well it was heroics then, so what happens he calls me and Babbar to have a word with him, and IT HAD TO BE right in front of the Girls Camp gate!  The CC is shouting at us.. he goes onto say “You with the RED Jacket, who do you think you are, You hit me 20 times I will not fall down But If I give you one punch, you will go flying”.. I HAD TO LAUGH AT THE DIALOGUE.. because I was almost 6ft, well-built and this guy was about 5ft 4inches, thin, Oh I so wanted to punch the living daylights out of him. AT THAT precise moment, the girl’s dinner bell goes, out comes SHE, watching me shouted at.

I have never felt so embarrassed in my life! I am sure she wished she had a camera to take a quick picture of me at that time 🙂

Soon, all the girls – even the ones from Chandigarh contingent stopped talking to us.

On the last day of the camp, we had a cultural show. The boys were performing the Bhangra, the girls had their Gidha, after our performance we were all standing together when my friends started to push me towards her, it was out in the open. I finally got the courage to go up to her and proposed to her the typical Punjabi style .. “I want to be fraaannds with you”  To which she replied we are already friends ..OH now what… I blurted “No not that way, the other way” 🙂 …she walked away I did not see her again that evening.

Next day we were to take the trains back to Punjab, I tried my level best to look for her, she was nowhere to be found, It was turmoil, my Sargent was shouting at me to hurry , in the end with a heavy heart thinking this is it I jumped in the last truck ferrying us to the station. My love story finished before it started…

We reached the station to find that there were two trains that we were booked on. Our train was at about 3pm, the girls’ train was at about 5pm. I was waiting, fingers crossed that there was still a chance to see her but luck was running away. Meanwhile, Mahipal was at his tricks, he was going around collecting money to go and buy some kebabs. Sometime later, he returned with them. As we had the first kebab, he made a comment saying they are beef … oooops with so many people into religion, we could see them trying to vomit it all out and GUESS what more kebabs for us.

As I was feasting on the kebab, Babbar told me “she” wants to talk to me, Oh my god, I went up to “HER”, there she was smiling, I didn’t know what to say when she handed me something gift wrapped,  (The reason I could not see her all day was because she was running around for a gift  for me .. awwww  (I know) ) ..  I was gob smacked did not know what to say, Opened the present it said “Dear Bikram .. Lots of Love R”..  That was a MIRACLE.. How did it happen , why did it happen ..

I don’t remember what we talked or what I even said. But I was the happiest person on that platform, I remember sitting on one those army trunks talking for so long. My friends making funny faces at us, while her friends kept doing the same to her.

Then came the time to board the trains,  I did not want to go, so I went to Babbar and told him I Want to go in the next train, he was like how is it possible, We found out that 10 boys of Ambala contingent were going in the same bogey as the girls (lucky devils, i cursed the person who had booked out tickets). We talked to their Sergeant but he would not budge saying do what we may, we will not be allowed to go in the girls’ bogey.

oooops…

I was not going to give up, First time in my life some girl had liked me, was talking to me , so now the race started to find someone to swap my place, but no one would agree. Who would want to do that, go with boys when they could go with such lovely beautiful girls in the same bogey… So we had to do what we had to do.

The 3pm train started to move… We caught hold of  two guys from Ambala , dragged them to our bogey, where they were kept hold of. Both the trains were to pass the station at Bareilly, the idea was at Bareilly, the idea was I will get down there, wait for the second train to come, board it and be with HER.  It would be dark, hopefully the Sergeant won’t see me enter the bogey.

Bareilly station came I got down with a friend, waited for the second train to come, then started looking for the bogey… suddenly I heard a voice “Bikram”… oh bless the sweetest voice.. another MIRACLE She had kept a seat for me next to her’s… we talked and talked the whole night, the next day… we both expressed our love for each other. So that’s how my LOVE started.

Wish in those days we had the luxury of Mobile phones or Cameras, to take pictures it would have been so beautiful to have captured those moments in camera, or the mobile phone would have come very handy when trying to figure out what bogey she was sitting in. Today, everything has become so easy, with the Internet and smart phones making love easier than before. But those times were difficult times, and who knows how many such love stories must be floating in the hearts of many a people like me.

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Disclaimer :- Long post .. But people who love their friends and miss them will understand it all

This post has taken a long time to be published, has been sitting in my drafts for so long. been editing it so often..

Here I am trying to revisit the good old days as they say , college times .. I am sure a lot of people by now know how we both met, it was an astonishing moment , One day Ravi (my first friend in college) came up to me, I was tall and big had big huge moustaches gave the impression that I was wickedddddddd (no one knew the secret, it was the other way round actually) .. saying he has had an argument with someone , set up a time and we have to go to beat up this guy.. So we went to the ground behind the campus.. Me and Ravi… in a few minutes another guy came with a Short, stocky, Smart Sardar..who had an immaculate turban on..

Till today I have no idea why it happened or how it happened instead of a FIGHT it ended up by making a deal that instead of a big fight why not let Ravi and the guy settle their differences one to one.. Brilliant , me and the sardar shook hands and That day I met my best, my darling my sweety pie my cutie pie he he he he  Sukhvir Singh (AKA babbar).. till date he is my best mate.. Thus started the days of glory, through him I met so many people rather all my mates now I met through him, oh boy but was he angry, he was short but his temper oh my god, no matter who was in front, he went for it..

So that’s how we met, College time was wow time for me because of friends I had, we did a lot of things together movies, roaming around, NCC etc etc.. A few points I wanted to share here reminiscing the good old days..

Each time I have called him up from UK, it brings that COOL sense of happiness to hear him say hello and when you speak he recognises the voice in millionth of a second and then the voice changes to “OYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN”.. now that is the best feeling one can have, especially for those who have left friends-family behind and come to foreign shores.. Then during the conversations he will always say “TUN AAJAA YAAR MANN” (you just come).. That is the moment where you feel like dropping everything  and Just go.

We both have argued with each other but I don’t remember any occasion where we have fallen out on any thing, almost every evening after college was spent with him , a couple of others ( I will write about them too).. I use to live the furthest so I would go to his house in evening and then from there we went wherever we had to go , to spend the rest of the evening.

A few incidents come to mind each time I think of Babbar, I remember during NCC Days we had a camp for 15 days in a village in Punjab , it was Diwali day and we planned to go to the gurudwara Sahib , on way back there was a brick Kiln.. and you know how big-hearted Punjabi’s are.. the owner called us in and invited us to a glass or two of MILK , special milk , this was full of Bhang and a couple of KILO of Jalebi’s .. NCC camps hardly get stomach full of food so we drank and ATE..

Then moved to the camp only to find we were getting high and The Commanding officer too saw us , Not a good idea , by the time we reached the camp he had everything ready .. WE were to Fall in within 5 minutes and Our dear Sukhi was to lead us in parade , The punishment was for us to march while for him was to go over to the other side of the POND and shout commands .. I on other hand was saved as I was representing Chandigarh in Skeet shooting so I was sent to air force station to do that .. The day off it was to be we ended up working the whole of chandigarh group. I was so drunk and high that I shot 9 out of 10 clay pigeons BRING THEM ON.. sukhi was not happy when I came back as they were made to go up and down the ground a few times …

I have somehow felt that Babbar has always been my savior for some reason each time I was in trouble he would be there, In one wedding a few guys had a tiff with me and I found my self alone, as a guy asked me to dare come out of the marriage hall.. I being a scary cat which i am was still thinking of what to do .. In comes Babbar and he gave them guys such a blasting they will remember all their life..

Also a few coincidences have so happened that It is really a miracle that we have not got into serious trouble , Once I went up to his house to find that he was getting ready on asking , he just said good i turned up and asked me to accompany him , it was later I found out that a guy we knew , had some sort of fight with guys , there We were together going to beat up the guys … 

I am not sure how my life would have been had it not been for him, he has been always there through thick and thin always .. He was the one who rode my scooter which i had just spend thousand to get repainted and all .. and drove it right into an oncoming car.. my heart broke into pieces to see the scooter again mangled , who cares about the bruises suffered by him, he is a man he will Live 🙂

He got married when I came to UK , I missed his wedding and i will never forgive myself I so wanted to attend his wedding , he has a beautiful wife who is again a gem of a person .. Each time I have gone to india they have not let me go to my own house as my home was all locked up , I end up spending my time with them, I jsut have to phone him up and tell him arriving on such and such date and he makes sure that he takes time off work and all ..

I am truly blessed to have him, I know we hardly speak on phone so much time goes by , but the moment i book my tickets he is the first one to know and when i tell him THAT voice haunts me MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN  COMEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee and that excitement .. We have done some weird things during our college times some good some bad but now we sit down thinking they all bring smiles to the face.

He is such a person , he has not got a FB account, he hardly uses email, I email him but he doesn’t reply , I hope he reads this article where I want to shout at top of my voice I HATE YOU BABBAR 🙂 .. Oh man I miss him so much. If you are reading this do you remember the days my friend , Going to Patiala for Ashwani’s wedding on way back , we almost got Shot by Punjab police thinking we were some sort of Terrorists ..

Do you remember the uphill trips, the going up by the back route , the fountain …

Do you remember the camps NCC lucknow, Patiala, Ludhiana, The clearing of the PABT written test in hisar .. The SSB interviews at various places .. especially the one in Dehradun 🙂 that was hilarious we had fun brother .. Still cant understand how we could not get through.. the ones who everyone said should get into army. How the Sikh guy who refused to go inside a Temple because it was a HINDU temple got selected.. and how another one who hated muslims got through.  

But I guess we are better off now, Had we got through I am sure we would both be Dead by now, trying to get over an enemy tank to our side of the land 🙂  All that happen’s .. happens for good.

And best of all This is hilarious (if you have reached till here everyone listen to this), I got a job as a manager-instructor all in one in a computer institute which had just opened , it had no students as it was still being renovated, Babbar was un employed at that time, I would get up in morning as I headed to work his house would be on way.. I would pick him up and go to this institute to open it .. waiting for potential students to come etc..  around 11ish the Whisky shop would open and we would buy half a bottle from there ordering some samose or something from katani sweets.. Pour half each in Big steel glasses and have it .. eat the samosa’s ..  THEN close the shutters down of the institute.. and head for Punjab University  for a GEDI he he he he By the time we reached UNI we use to be up in the seven sky ..

Each day we met , each day there was some funny thing that happened If  I start to write all of them It will turn out to be a book.. I long to get back to maybe repeat a few of these events..

The going to weddings, we had a pact that anyone who had a wedding in family, all friends will goto that wedding.. one I remember is a party I got an invite to , it was a very private. I had not clue about, as was promised all of us reached .. it so happened that in that party there were more of us then the actual invitees.. it was embarrassing but WHO CARES we had fun ate stomach full and drinks too 🙂

The late night Pinjore garden trips, The various arguments over girls.

The trekking expeditions, getting lost in jungle, almost getting one of our big huge friend killed ..

The sundays of Playing cards, the whole days spent on a RS. 10. BET it was war, me and him always the partner winning losing.

Another Hilarious episode was Three of us on Two scooters, Babbar & vikram on one and me alone of another one.. It was Babbar’s Elder brothers scooter.. we are going nicely , a roundabout came.. I went straight shouting come this way , come this way .. Babbar went left looking at me shouting no no this way .. They failed to see the curb on the road and BAM.. both of them on the Road.. Poor Scooter.. the tension was not of the bruises again it was how to get the Scooter sorted before big brother found out.. We had a mechanic who did all this jobs for us he he he he ..

I was doing some classes for something, One of our mates JOHAR came from hisar to meet , he and Babbar came to where I was .. I sneaked out .. now again Babbar & johar on one scooter , me on another we are going .. me following them and Mr. Babbar suddenly decided to turn Right .. BAM I went into them and they both went flying.. Again forget the bruises the scooter needs to be checked ..

The festival celebrations, the arguments whose house we would end of celebrating .. The first EVER dance party organised .. Was by him in his house on the roof .. so many girls came, luckily I was invited to it too.. 

The Holi times, we would all get together and make sure we went to EVERY girls house we knew, the look on their faces was PRICELESS.. the OH look boys have come to this girls house..

A couple of weddings we got done of the Lovers , whose parents would not agree.. 

Some things in life one can never forget.. I have had such a beautiful life that I just  long to od it all over again , wish there was a roll back switch  to do it .. I would not want to do anything ever differently. All that happened when it happened AS it happened I would love to repeat it all over again ..

Those were the good old days .. and Then LIFE Happened and we all separated ..

Incredible India : Tag

Posted: February 11, 2011 in Bharat, India, Tags
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Incredible India

I found this interesting  tag thought of taking it up!

We all know, how vast, rich and incredible our country is!  There is a lot to do in this vast country, I have loved being to every place i have been , Have so many lovely memories of every place

The rules are:
1. The list contains all the states of India and their capitals are in brackets.
2. Make bold the states you have visited, and mention your favourite memories of that state.
3. Include only states that you have really experienced, and have felt the culture of the place. The touch-and-go while travelling in a train does not count, because that way I believe I’d have seen a little more, but it does not give me a feel of the place and so they need to be actually visited.


Note: The format is State (Capital). The ones I have visited are in bold.


1. Jammu & Kashmir (Srinagar): Well 1985.. jammu and kashmir tour with school.. the beautiful places on way .. Kokernag where Jhelum starts .. Anantnag ,Srinagar Gulmarg, Pahalgam As they said if there is heaven on earth then its here.. The dal lake … , Stayed there for 20 days visiting all the places .. One of the places of which along with very very good memories , I have one very bad memory.. brought back memory of getting bullied .. The first place where My best friend Anupinder showed me how to stand againt the bullies, How to take it on even if it was 5-6-10 guys against me alone.. I can never forget the night where we were challenged to dare to come to there room and we did , we got beat up so bad , but we went there and Anup stood with me .. Thank you anup whereever you are , I know you are looking at me .. Thanks


2. Punjab (Chandigarh): My birth place. Muktsar, Lived in chandigarh, Studied in the princly city of patiala, started to Tie the turban the patiala style 🙂 All my schooling in in patiala.. our first family house was in patiala.. Muktsar where all my summer vacations were spent every year each year..  Chandigarh where I spent my youth my college Govt college for men… the day when I grew up to be a man .. Was in chandigarh .. Now i am here in uk and all i ever dream of is Punjab mera punjab…

Jara Dholiya Dhol ute daga lain oye
Hath rakh kan ute boli tun pain oye
Ful khidiya sab de man bhaunda
PUNJAB mere rahe wasda …

The rest of the lovely cities

Ludhiana where i did my FLying at sahnewal flying club..,
Amritsar :- The golden temple been there
Jullundhar:- where my bes buddy lives now , been there tooo
and so many other places



3. Haryana (Chandigarh): Since Chandigarh is the common capital, so I have been to Haryana too! Chandigarh is where i grew up to be a man … Then my second job as a computer instructor in panchkula and a city called Pehowa in a school ..

NCC days .. Visitied Hisar for some exam, was staying in a dharamshala me and a few friends from chandigarh, the NCC guys from hisar were looking after us , and one guy JOHAR walked in and for some odd reason,  we became friends and then spent the next week or so with him in hisar, roaming around have fun, and Now he is so close to us all.. Makes me wonder how things happen, He had just come to drop a guy who had got some food for us ..


 
4.  Himachal Pradesh (Shimla)  :- Wow what a state , have our second house in a place called Solan , where we spent some summer vacations to get away from the heat.. the uphill trips once or even twice a week on our scooters and bikes, the buying of the beer and the chicken from bedi chicken corner … the stupid dares of drivign all the way to shimla without a shirt in middle of the winters …
I also worked in scool as a teacher Pinegorve where we got the actor Iqbal khan my student …
The attending of youth festival in horitulture university solan, me for declamation.  and best was Ravjote was with us in evening participated in fancy dress and he went is as HE MAN.. and wont the first place funny ..

A very bad accident on way to shimla leading to a few people dieing , i cant forget …

Kullu-Manali .. Trips , walking the Rohtang pass.. and then The school I taught took the kids for a tour to a place called Rewalsar just above Mandi .. had such a great time with the little boys …

5. Uttaranchal (Dehradun):  A visit to that place just a few  years ago with someone special, the drive from chandigarh to dehradun.. where I met two more beautiful people …
The regulare drives to places like Paonta sahib, and the back road to, visiting the fossil park , and driving through the river beds .. then Sarangal my mate deciding we need to fish in the river .. wasting hours and finding nothing …

Also had my SSB interview for Air force, cleared the PABT test there , apprantely you only get one chance in ur life to do it , Pilot aptitude battery test .. The 5 days there visitng Sahastradhara and other places and also finding How the SSB works where out of 200+ people Two got selected one was the son of Admiral Pashrishia .. Obviously.. and the other was a sikh boy who refused to go to a hanuman mandir because he was anti Hindus and hated hindus .. How he got through dont know ..

6. Rajasthan (Jaipur):  ooooh the beautiful Rajasthan .. the trips we had to jaipur, how an i forget the Motorbike trip we had from chandigarh to Ahmedabad, spent so much time there and then having that fateful accident . the bike completely going kaput , us me and my cousin lying on the middle of the road almost dead … thankfully a good truck driver stopping by helping us and we were saved …
The views at mount abu.. and early morning at ajmer … Beautiful the hot channa masalaa  ceeee ceeeee ceeee with the mirchi… Rajasthan is beautifullll…

also had a school trip to Rajasthan in 7th class..

7. Uttar Pradesh (Lucknow): NCC vayu sainik camp , one of the best we were the KINGS .. because the year before we went some of the boys from chandigarh had given such a bashing to everyone , that everyone feared us.. This was the best camp I attended, mets some lifelong friends, Also met a sweet girl , my first love 🙂  but both did not have the courage to express it , now after many many years We found out..
Food in camp was so bad, but had plenty of booze.. 
Had some fun moments , selling water as kerosene to someone for a dozen bananas..

8. Bihar (Patna)

9. Jharkhand (Ranchi)


10. West Bengal (Kolkata): The trips to Kolkata for summer vacations.. the three days of travel in punjab mail, chandigarh to howrah.. beautiful memories .. pity did not have mobile phones or camera to click picture..  Various people there the ponds in each locality and us kids wanting to catch fish..
the loud shrieks of ladies for occasions.. Sandesh .. going site seeing.. visiting the victoria memorial,  a house built as a ship, Howrah bridge .. the boat trip down the hoogly…
11. Orissa  (Bhubaneswar) :- the worst city that could ever come in my life , completely ruined me and my worst nightmare.. one of the worst phases on my life which has completely changed me into what i am now .. maybe a very bad person … though spent a lot of time in hotels there mayfair was very good stayed there about 3 -4 times now , and visiting Puri .. staying in a hotel called toshali.. was goood …

12. Sikkim (Gangtok)   :- NCC I had airwing so went on a trekking trip there, Started from Kalimpong and ended in Gangtok , the beautiful forest and all the places that we saw Amazing, the monastary at rumket on way ..  So many places on way I seem to have forgotten most of the places.

13. Arunachal Pradesh (Itanagar)

14. Assam (Dispur)  :- Again Ncc took me there too.. Had some good times while camping there .. but sadly dont remeber any of the places
15. Tripura (Agartala)
16. Nagaland (Kohima)
17. Mizoram (Aizawl)
18. Manipur (Imphal)
19. Meghalaya (Shillong)

20. Madhya Pradesh (Bhopal): 7 days in bhopal to attend the SSB interview Twice once for army and once for air wing.. the idiots rejected me a both the times …

21. Chattisgarh (Raipur)


22. Gujarat (Gandhinagar) : Ahmedabad was another place where holidays got spent, My eldest maasi shifted from kolkata to ahmedabad and her two sons my best friends and my brothers , We had fun time , as mentioned earlier the trip on motorbike was to meet them up 🙂
A funny thing met a person there Milkha became very good friends, he had never been to punjab but had a Enfield , so taught him how to ride the bike, you know having the heel on the foot rest, with the foot down. legs a bit wide, back straight .. arms straight and then driving at 10 or 15 KMPH speed … dag dag dag dag The beauty of the BIKE…



23. Maharashtra (Mumbai): Mumbai again just for holidays , my dad brought us for a family holiday , Then i came twice for fun roamed around , Gateway of india, Taj , Leopolds , marine drive , water world had some good time there .. the beach eating all that Chat , gol gappe etc ..

Met a friend on interent who lives there and now is such a good friend stayed with him, met his family .. some good memories


24. Goa (Panjim):

25. Andhra Pradesh (Hyderabad ): Hyderabad Spent almost a month there , remember the Tank bund, then there  was mandir all white marlbe i dont remember the name, Stayed in a hostel with some guys who had come to do a marine course..  My money finished they gave me money, to a unknow person .. strange.. The Char minar ..  and the biryani yummy


26. Tamil Nadu (Chennai) :School trip of south.. The beaches there were good, met actor Rajnikant there had food with actress Rati agnihotri .. they were doing some shooting of some movie ..


27. Karnataka (Bengaluru):
28. Kerala (Thiruvananthapuram) : Again school trip of south, at Kochi were invited on to this Ship, Dont remember much other than the bakc water how beautiful they were .. No idea where the places or what state they are in Madurai and Kodai kanal  Awesome places


29. Delhi – Delhi was Local for us, we would pick our bikes and come to the city do the work and return back the same day, yes once my darling cousin wanted to see his GF and we came all the way to see her and be with her for an hour i guess , then all the way back to chandigarh..

Now the landing in delhi airport to find my cousin Sukhi standing there with a bottle of daroo and chicken.. standing in the car park of the airport till 4 am in morning drinking and talking remembering old days..
Standing by the road side, a police man came for towing, my cousin gave him 100Rs and he said ok the moment he said ok my cousin say “AB yahin rukenge dubara tang nahin karna “.. the cop saying ji sahib and moving away

There’s still a lot to explore in our Incredible India and I still have a lot of places to visit…

Thanks for reading if you like the idea please do take up the Tag ..