- Uncle a.k.a Jihad
- Mr I
- Mr I2
- Youth
- Soban
- Gibu Raj
- Machan
- Kapil Bhai
"Pappa" what is that you desire most asked Mr I...
Now one thing about Mr I is that he is damn serious while imparting these valuable infomations. So I replied in a grim tone "Well I would love to have a big mansion, girl friends, flashy cars etc'.
'Pappa, you should not crave for these meaningless things in life, because eventually this is all a maya. There is no mansion, gf's or flashy cars. Its all got to do with cosmic connections.
Well if you are reading this and wondering what this is all about, then we are on the same level :)
I forgot to mention another highlight of this trip. Traitor a.k.a jaydev had pulled out of the trip citing very valid reasons. It seems that IBM India doesn’t allow employees to take leave on Saturdays and Sundays.
Anyway that problem was handled very professionally by me. Nixon Fernandez had landed from Dubai and came over to hand me a package (No points for guessing what that is) and I convinced him to join us on this trip.
The I BrothersYouth and Uncle were closely following the conversation between me and Mr I. They were probably intrigued by the idea that all their personal concerns and worries would be washed away by following I's advise. As per his words "Ellam maya aanu suhurtukkale"
We had breakfast from Sultan Battery, with Youth organising everything pretty well. I had made an advance payment for our resort and was a bit apprehensive about how it will turn out to be.
The resort was 3kms from the highway and the road was pretty treacherous. By the time I had my first glimpse of the resort all my concerns were washed away. It was an ideal setting for a romantic getaway.
Well from this point Youth took over. The logic behind the decision to portray him as the "All-in-all" was pretty simple. In the event of an "Ladder" happening, we can project him to the hotel authorities. Seeing him their anger is bound to subside. I am not sure whether Youth knew of this plan of mine upfront :)
Well the agenda for today was to visit "Kuruva Island" and come back and DRINK.
Wayanad is really a very beautiful place. You can view nature at its best. This is my 6th trip to Wayanad and each visit brings new experiences to me(Not ladders).
Mr I was giving a sermon on trees and cosmic connection, but everyone was engrossed by the raw beauty of nature. We reached Kuruva Island around 1pm. Youth had arranged for a lunch nearby and it was pretty scrumptious
Drinking had started en-route to K Island and all of us were pretty high by the time we started the trek. The first casualty was Jihad. He fell down flat while crossing kuruva island and though that’s of very little consequence, the fact that his mobile phone worth 10k got drenched caused a bit of worry. I don’t know who gave him the idea of carrying his phone to the "Water-filled" Kuruva Island. Well he had company as Youth and Gibu Rajan got drenched soon and were looking at their mobiles as if they(mobiles) had come to the island on their own will. :)
So put together 50000 went down the drain, since Gibu has an aversion for cheap mobiles.
Uncle had refrained from drinking till that point. But loosing that mobile made him pretty sad. I really don’t know why(never seen a gal calling him in that mobile).
Well we returned home in high spirits and I mean that. Our vehicle was laden with bottles :)
Now there is a quite guy amongst us by the name of Kapil. I never know how he came into our cirlce, that too through the acquaintance of Jihad. Anyway some people's fate are decided earlier.
Being quite doesnt mean this guy is not observant or without opinions. As the spirit flowed people started to open up.
Jihad made a proclamation that he will honour us by breaking his so called resolve and have a drink with us.
Machan, Mr I and Mr I2 were trying to put a ladder from our cottage to the next(where a bunch of poor north Indian guys were staying).
I saw a light in the North Indian guy’s room around 8pm. I am cent percent sure that they were debating whether or not to come out of their room for dinner and face a group of drunk mallu MCP's or find a back door and start running to the nearest Bus Stand.
Well by around 9pm they came out. Guess hunger played a major part in that decision. The expression on their faces matched that of a young Indian Bride awaiting their first night with a older man.
"Enatha nokkunnne"..."*^*^T%^*&" etc etc was thrown at them. Luckily an interesting topic started by Nix diverted attention from them.
The topic was about "Aghora Swamis". Both Mr I and I2 had different views on the topic and by the time the discussion came to an end all of us were aware about the life style of aghoris, their rituals, their ideologies and even the brand of their inner wear.
A lot more happened after that. Alcohols limits my recollections but the dinner was eventful. I made a mistake of suggesting to Chettan that they may charge for his dinner since we had booked for 8 people. Eventually they didn’t bill us, but chettan made sure that they would do so in the future by almost emptying their vessels (It was a buffet, mind you)
Got up at 7am the next day, thanks to Mr Machan. He was pulling at our sheets as early as 6.45am. Well that resulted in us visiting the natural pool at the resort. It was pretty good as it eased my hangover. Uncle who had made a proclamation that he would be swimming 10 laps the next day was seen popping around in the pool like a fully-laden frog.
We had plans to go to "Sujipara" water falls. But heeding chettans advice we stayed back and thanks to that we were able to take some beautiful pics.
The fog "Koda manju" descended upon us like an angel trying to protect its loved one, only in this case it was a bunch of drunken MCP's.
After around 3 rounds of drinks somebody suggested that we should streak and this wat happened after that. I dont know why completely sane, mature and responsible people behave like irresponsible teenagers. I think it is in the genes. Especially MALAYALEE GENES.
This is out of context, but I want to share my thoughts here. I am pretty sure the racial slur going on in Australia was started by mallus.
"Ladder eduthu sayinpinde njenjathottu vechu kanum :) Orappa "
Well we bid goodbye to wayanad and chettan after lunch(From a toddy shop). I was thanking gods for making this a "ladderless" tour when Uncle suddenly put his hand out of the window and showed a "Fuck U" symbol to the car following us.
Oh God here it comes....I glanced around and my worst fears were confirmed. A car full of young men. They overtook us and reciprocated the symbol. I had almost resigned myself to the impending fight when somebody suggested that our "Alcohol reserve" is diminishing. Everyone sprang to attention. Fondness to alcohol overcame fondness for ladders and I heaved a sigh of relief.
Swami Vivekanada would have been proud of Mr I2, if he had been with us for the fag end of the tour. Such were the discourses from Nix, varying from politics to sex to lust. :)
