Adventure Unlimited!
These have been the best 35 days of my life, undoubtedly! So much experience, so much fun, so much learnings, so much of "everything!" And adventure filled in everywhere, be it an outdoor trip organized as a part of the induction program, or late night rendezvous with 'vasai road.' Life's been amazingly different, in the good sense.
You land up in an adventure tourism spot, and see your tents, and the gang of men whistling for the sake of maintaining discipline, you understand that the next few days are going to be fun. And, when you actually climb rocks, descend them, or float after rafting, you do feel the kick, and the excitement overwhelms your otherwise restrained self. And, in between, if there are interesting team tasks/games/puzzles, you also use your mind (yeah!) and keep it from getting rusted among all the physical activities. Oh, and I forgot, nowithstanding the morning P.T. :D That was Kolad for us, an outbound trip arranged for all RPG GMR's (Group Management Resources) during the first week of induction.
After that, you explore the city which is Mumbai, the various beaches and sea sides, and explore the opportunity of buying (stealing :P) the 'sea view' appartments, amidst the hustle and bustle of the crowd and the various side-effects of staying in one of the most densely populated cities in the world trying to justify your presence here. Nariman Point, Worli Sea Face, Bandra BandStand, Juhu Chaupati have been my accomplices in this mission.
And then, one fine day, you land in nasik, of which you had a faint association with industrial setup. But, out of the blue, you are taken to "Sula Vineyards" and shown how wine is made out of grapes. And, as a bonanza, you get to taste 5 premium wines. Awesome! What can beat that?
You now have this sudden urge of arranging a trip on your own, and luckily the fellow colleagues are equally interested in going out. So, you land up in Lonavala, doing waterfall trekking (thrilling!) and shouting in the face of icy winds and rains. And, when you look at your wet clothes, there is a sense of satisfaction, not disgust! Rain GOD made your plan successful.
Now, now, now! The king of all thrillers! The 'rendezvous with vasai road'. Please read carefully. The night began when me and my friend decided to drop two of our friends (girls, yeah!) to a place called 'vasai road', from where they were supposed to board their train. The train was scheduled for 12:20 in the night. We decided to go by train, and yes, this was a mistake. The so-called Virar local is one heck of an experience (Dudes, never get into that train!). When 3 people are standing on your feet, and still look so proud, you can't blame them. Anyhow, we managed to reach Vasai Road Station. And then, bang, it cometh! The last local back home is about to leave, and so comes the dilemma. Should we leave them and go back? Should we? We wouldn't have, unless one of my friends hadn't showed the confidence that she can manage, and so we left! When we were almost near our guest house, we get this call from them. THE CALL which changed the night.
Apparently, the booking was made for 4th July, whereas since the day changes after midnight, it was supposed to be done for 5th July. Errrr, Grrrr, Phewwwww! Me and my friend looked at each other for a while, and our eyes said it. The night had just begun. We had to take a taxi back to the famous 'vasai road', and the experience was tremendous, considering we were crossing a dark, broken stretch of a highway, surrounded by either water or mountains. And, if that was not enough, the taxi driver provided the best amusement that one could have hoped for at that moment in time. Not only was he driving at 30 Kmph, but he actually shouted at every truck/bus driver who passed by him. It appeared as if he was playing 'Roadrash', the part where the moving cars scare the hell out of you, since you are not sure which way would they move :P
We 'somehow' managed to reach the station. Meanwhile, our female friends were having one helluva time at the station. Surrounded by 10 men in a dingy room, and told not to dare venture outside the station, it was their sheer guts to smile through that time, and keep messaging us. One of them was "10 men staring at us, no harm yet." :D Gladly, we came to their rescue soon, and the journey back home was sheer madness, bursts of laughter intertwined with jerks of sleep. We returned home, cooked up egg maggi, and decided to call it a night. At 5 AM. It was one hell of a night.
And finally, not to forget, today, on the special occasion of my birthday, the adventure continued when I was made victim to watermelon spray, flour + powder, tomatoes and fooled into drinking almost neat :P And then, we laughed and laughed, while my arse cursed me of the event that is my birthday :)
You land up in an adventure tourism spot, and see your tents, and the gang of men whistling for the sake of maintaining discipline, you understand that the next few days are going to be fun. And, when you actually climb rocks, descend them, or float after rafting, you do feel the kick, and the excitement overwhelms your otherwise restrained self. And, in between, if there are interesting team tasks/games/puzzles, you also use your mind (yeah!) and keep it from getting rusted among all the physical activities. Oh, and I forgot, nowithstanding the morning P.T. :D That was Kolad for us, an outbound trip arranged for all RPG GMR's (Group Management Resources) during the first week of induction.
After that, you explore the city which is Mumbai, the various beaches and sea sides, and explore the opportunity of buying (stealing :P) the 'sea view' appartments, amidst the hustle and bustle of the crowd and the various side-effects of staying in one of the most densely populated cities in the world trying to justify your presence here. Nariman Point, Worli Sea Face, Bandra BandStand, Juhu Chaupati have been my accomplices in this mission.
And then, one fine day, you land in nasik, of which you had a faint association with industrial setup. But, out of the blue, you are taken to "Sula Vineyards" and shown how wine is made out of grapes. And, as a bonanza, you get to taste 5 premium wines. Awesome! What can beat that?
You now have this sudden urge of arranging a trip on your own, and luckily the fellow colleagues are equally interested in going out. So, you land up in Lonavala, doing waterfall trekking (thrilling!) and shouting in the face of icy winds and rains. And, when you look at your wet clothes, there is a sense of satisfaction, not disgust! Rain GOD made your plan successful.
Now, now, now! The king of all thrillers! The 'rendezvous with vasai road'. Please read carefully. The night began when me and my friend decided to drop two of our friends (girls, yeah!) to a place called 'vasai road', from where they were supposed to board their train. The train was scheduled for 12:20 in the night. We decided to go by train, and yes, this was a mistake. The so-called Virar local is one heck of an experience (Dudes, never get into that train!). When 3 people are standing on your feet, and still look so proud, you can't blame them. Anyhow, we managed to reach Vasai Road Station. And then, bang, it cometh! The last local back home is about to leave, and so comes the dilemma. Should we leave them and go back? Should we? We wouldn't have, unless one of my friends hadn't showed the confidence that she can manage, and so we left! When we were almost near our guest house, we get this call from them. THE CALL which changed the night.
Apparently, the booking was made for 4th July, whereas since the day changes after midnight, it was supposed to be done for 5th July. Errrr, Grrrr, Phewwwww! Me and my friend looked at each other for a while, and our eyes said it. The night had just begun. We had to take a taxi back to the famous 'vasai road', and the experience was tremendous, considering we were crossing a dark, broken stretch of a highway, surrounded by either water or mountains. And, if that was not enough, the taxi driver provided the best amusement that one could have hoped for at that moment in time. Not only was he driving at 30 Kmph, but he actually shouted at every truck/bus driver who passed by him. It appeared as if he was playing 'Roadrash', the part where the moving cars scare the hell out of you, since you are not sure which way would they move :P
We 'somehow' managed to reach the station. Meanwhile, our female friends were having one helluva time at the station. Surrounded by 10 men in a dingy room, and told not to dare venture outside the station, it was their sheer guts to smile through that time, and keep messaging us. One of them was "10 men staring at us, no harm yet." :D Gladly, we came to their rescue soon, and the journey back home was sheer madness, bursts of laughter intertwined with jerks of sleep. We returned home, cooked up egg maggi, and decided to call it a night. At 5 AM. It was one hell of a night.
And finally, not to forget, today, on the special occasion of my birthday, the adventure continued when I was made victim to watermelon spray, flour + powder, tomatoes and fooled into drinking almost neat :P And then, we laughed and laughed, while my arse cursed me of the event that is my birthday :)
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