four friends..a car..and a cd of "mamu tension nahi lene ka"...

For those who missed out on our trip to the famous Ranthambore National Park...with the ferocious "tigers calling"...
WE DIDNT GO...
For those who dont care what we ended up doing...read on!
ashok,biji, and me...and a Go flight from bom-del...if any1 sittin around us on that flight is reading this...hey! if u wanted to sleep... you would have travelled first class with a recliner seat..not a bloody ST bus of the sky..so hell no.. we are not apologetic about the noise we created onboard.. also not sorry for unleashing my man-boobs on the unsuspecting public (courtesy ashok's penchant for unbuttoning my shirt)...

next we fast forward to the filmy emotional scene of the 3 of us running in slow motion to ullaas.. waiting for us with arms wide open....(and offcourse some1 in the background playing the background score from SAGAR..lalala lala..)..

the night was spent scratchin our balls and trying to decide what to do next.. (scratchin the balls dint really help.. except maybe remind us of our sardar friend who wasnt there)
anyways, rishikesh it was.. the next morning the 4 of us..with our overnighters..and my trusted towel..(what??read the guide to the galaxy!!!) set off in an innova with KD at the wheels..

n tats when the 2nd most important decision of the trip was taken.. we needed to buy vcds to keep ourselves occupied in the car..
and tats how we ended up with "mamu tension nahi leneka"...
theres only 1 word to sum up the movie...
"what in the name of all tats fcuking holy and sane were the retarded turds who made this movie thinking of accomplishing when they made this sorry ass of an excuse for a movie???!!!!"
there.. i said it.. and almost in ONE word.

anyways to our rescue, as always, came the elixir of gods...with us taking on the might of the internationally famous beer brewed right here in the backyard of the Kularia breweries in Nokha,rajasthan....and sold ONLY in certain shady highway joints.. under the name of "GODFATHER-STRONG "...it was actually quite smoother than most beers ive had in recent times!!!(and yes ppl..this WAS the best decision!)
and yes.. some1 also went crazy abt an imported vodka named "magic moments"...i hope he had enough of "those" moments...

we passed the holy city of haridwar... heavily "influenced"...
:)) hehehe...

after reaching rishikesh, we immediately changed into our "rafting" costume..in front of a very beautiful and scantily clad woman who had eyes ONLY for ullaas..(ahem..ullaas..sorry.. i had to put this here!!!)..
the ride from the base camp to the rafting point was very memorable.. with the famous "kumar sanu" cover band from mumbai..comprising of me,biji, ashok n ullaas...treating every1 around to a wonderful selection of his best songs..
im sure i saw atleast one person on the road shouting out praises (isnt tat what a middle finger means???) for our impromptu performance..."sarkailo khatiya jhada lage" bein the clear favorite.. with repeat performances being demanded by the flat footed duck billed platypusses in the audience...

well.. river rafting...body surfing...cliff jumping...and after a series of really fancy sounding rapids...(where ashok and biji's butts were whacked mercilessly with the paddles every time they displayed their fcukin ugly butt cracks!!!)..
we camped the night on the banks of the holy ganges..imagine 15 tents.. and only the 4 of us in the area.. with alcohol..food..music and a "bonfire"..
oui...tres romantique!!! ma cherie...c'est la vie!!!!

the next day we did the ultimate adventure activity ever!!! bungee jumping!!!!!!
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwsuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmm no????
hell no we didnt do it!!!.. we saw the place where it was being done and returned without even bothering to try it.

anyways, off to mussorie...and boy o boy.. what a lovely place.. the 4 of us checked into a lovely little family room...what a perfect couple we made...with ashok n biji sharing the master bedroom and the bed in it...(yea i kno.. wats new!!!) and me n ullaas sharing the spare bed outside..(ullaas...ure too bloody skinny compared to biji yaar.. i really dint enjoy it!).

we checked out gun hill...a dangerous looking cable car took us allllllll the way up to the top...took us a loooooooooooong time to get to the top.. almost 30 secs..
and at the top... w-o-w.. wat a view...
idhar dekho....to woh dikhega... udhar dekho.. to yeh dikhega...
lekin dikha kuch nahi. too foggy/hazy...
most interestingly...fancydress shops at the top.. which leased out RIDICULOUS costumes to ppl to pose in and take snaps...
the "maharaja" costume is a must try for any1 who plans to visit...PLS DO TRY IT!!!
as for us.. we took a "rock on" snap.. of the 4 of us caught in the middle of a jump.. mid-air...
(i still need to make copies of tat snap and send it out to every1...apologize for the delay...)

finally we sat in the evening and embarked on our most ambitous and creative project yet...(its classified at this stage.. hence stay tuned for updates on this)

the next morning we went hunting for the "gora saheb jo kitaaben likhte hai"...and after an hr of driving in circles reached mr'ruskin bond's residence.. he wasnt home.too bad he dint have the honour of meeting us.

after that we went for paragliding. (w-o-w!!! u cant be serious...!!!)..
well no.. i was joking.. we just did BASE JUMPING...(it was advertised at paragliding.. but it was actually base jumping)..
jumped off a cliff with a parachute.. offcourse it was a tandem event..
and we all had a blast..
especially the trek back up to the top of the cliff..where every twist and turn of the goat path up the hill was full of .. well...goats.. and spots where we raped biji.

finally.. we came back to delhi...and watched woodstock villa enroute...
why?? i guess we felt the need to do atleast 1 fcukall thing in this trip...
:))

hmmm...jokes apart.. this trip proved 1 thing.. somethings change.. some ppl change..
the 4 of us.. havent.
thanks!