Hydrangalore? = Hyderabad + Bangalore
Hyderabad + Bangalore? = Reunion trip to meet friends
The best? = The best trip ever!
Chat as much as you want on Yahoo messenger, feel as close as possible with your friends on Skype, talk for hours on the phone without bothering about your phone bill, scrap as much as you want on Orkut,
but NOTHING beats the fun, happiness, contenment of meeting your friends in person!
A trip long planned materialized last weekend, with two days in Hyderabad, for a reunion of the first year gang ( and quite literally, reunion after first year of all four of us!), and then a 10 hour trip to Bangalore on Monday to meet my foreign bound and foreign returned classmates.
For such a wonderful trip, it started on the wrong note, horrible Hutch, refused to activate my roaming for some reason (demanding a security deposit at the last possible moment), and long draawn verbal fight over the phone ended with me getting a semi- roaming activated where I can recieve only incoming calls.
I was more than excited to go to Hyderabad, as it is the first time I was going there and was very very eager to see the city, and complete my list of having seen all the metro’s of India!
Reached Hyd at 5 AM in the morning, and then waited for 3 hours for Anshu to reach. Suku and Bhavani were our gracious hosts. But all my plans for site-seeing was flushed down the drain, when lazy suku and anshu decided that the best way to spend the weekend was by eating and lazing around at home.
There was a time, not so much in the past, when this lazing around was the only thing we did. Firstly there was the canteen at college, where all the four of us would, eat and chat incessantly about all the mundane things possible (like assigning each-other characters from Harry potter, friends etc, like discussing who has lived in more number of cities, blah blah), and then in the evenings, after dinner, where we lazily walked to our other ‘hangout’ – the research and development block of RVCE, for our research into life and subsequent developments as a result of that research!)
Back to Hyderabad, Anshu’s treat at a place named ‘Our place’, turned out a amazing treat, and the heavy feast virtually closed the lids on a afternoon trip to Golconda fort. Hence, the evening emulated our walks. And for the first time ( or maybe the second, but i would prefer to forget the actual first), the whole gang (all four of us) went for a ‘walk’ (all other possible combinations of going for a walk had been realized).
Nothing special but really special.
Dinner was at ‘Bawarchi’, and each of us tucked into lots and lots of biriyani.
One year has passed since we passed out. This one year has seen all of us change so much. The phrase ‘moving on with life’ has accuired so much meaning, when only a year ago, it was just a cliched phrase to be used as a consolation. You know that the past is behind, that you are not living in the shadows of your past, you have patched up the holes in your sweater and feel ‘warm ‘ now, when you are infact,in a position to laugh at a your younger self.
The last hour in Hyderabad, will forever be etched in my memory for precisely the same reason. Engineering days, these issues were matters of life and death, warranting hours and hours of discussion, advice, introspection, ‘walks to the R n D’, midnight calls, etc etc to be solved/ Understood, but in that final few minutes in hyderabad, those exact, the ‘then-life-changing’ events in our lifes were dismissed amongst so much laughter, dismissed as jokes from the past, dismissed as our naivety, dismissed so that we start a new chapter to our friendship.
Parting was really hard, especially with Anshu, who will be ‘flying’ away to the desert lands of Arizona in August.
All I hope is that, opportunites to meet again come again. ( I wanted to write something really senti here…..but am woefuly short of words!)
Moday dawned in Bangalore, and I felt I was back home!
My first stop was my first visit to Forum, where I met a friend from school, Sashi. 10 hours is too short, and I had to push, and hence, spoke for just one hour. Sashi, I just hope that you finally plan a trip to Bombay when Shriram comes here, to complete a ‘school-gang’ reunion.
Sendhil is flying to Florida.
DJ is going to go to Scotland.
Abijit plans to go to UK.
Avinash is already in Florida for the past year, and had made a quick visit back to motherland.
They were a part of the ‘chemical- brothers’, college mates, source of ‘infinite’ masti during engineering, especially the totally outrageous ways we enjoyed the final few days of the eighth semester, last year, a few weeks etched in each of our memories, for the unforgettable fun.
We had lunch at ‘Samarkhand’, and revived the magic of the last year.
As a surprise gift, I awarded myself, I took time out to meet my grandmother for an hour. Made both of us immensly happy. Poor granny, cannot travel to meet us in Bombay, was virtually crying when she saw me (after again! 1 year). As, usual, granny started of with advice for me. ( This time it was, not quite surprisingly altogether, not about the need to study hard, score good marks and get a good job etc, but about “THINKING” of the future, marriage, family, kids etc, and about planning all these ‘events’ in life). Somehow, I just love when patti gives me advice ( not so much with parents, I argue then).
12th June 2005, Bangalore City Railway station.
Firstly Avinash and then Parry, went back home as engineers. ‘Chemical-brothers’ gang was there in the station to see them off. The station witnessed a wild scene then.
Coincidentally ( I should ask Parry to write about imortance of coincidence in life, he can fill pages!), 12th June 2006, I was on my way back to Bangalore, and the remaining brothers of ‘Chemical Brothers’, those staying in Bangalore recreated the scenes at Bangalore railway station. Dj, Gunjan, Sendhil, RP, Zimba and Anshu were there.
Now, I am back to the monotonous, dry, listless life of Bombay. But, the happiness, contenment and ‘life’ of my friends in Hyd and Bang has caught on too, and the days here do not seem so long now!
Back in Bombay, I got another gift, quite accidentally, in a freakish way, I was contacted by an old – old, childhood friend. Called her up, and memories flowed.
Sometimes I just wish, that Time, not be so precious, that we get to plan really long holidays.
I just wish that I have Hermoinee’s time turner.
I just wish that there is a Galt’s gulch, where we take a month long holiday from everything every year.
I just wish that Everyone were here!
Photos (from top-down):
(L2R) Anshu, Bhavani and Myself at ‘Our-Place’
(L2R) Suku, Anshu and Myself at Charminar
Anshu imitating my posture
Lazing around on sunday afternoon at Suku’s place (suku’s roomie suresh is in there too!)
Bangalore photos will be uploaded shortly. Sendhil is ‘BUSY’ and will probably send it over this weekend.