"IN DISARRAY"

It's been 20 days I am back from the trip to Bhutan , Today when I sit down and go through the details of the trip, I remember the walk to the taschicho dzong , which we walked with long strides, drinking the fresh air . What would be more charming than to dream while walking over, enjoying the sunlight and the caressing wind. The Dzong ( Fortress) was magnificent. It is throne house of his majesty and summer residence for monks. Being a structural engineer i was wonder struck when Pari told they don't use blue prints while they construct the monasteries. We didn't hire any guide,which added to one of our advantages.You go any direction you please without any guide , save your imagination, without any counselor explaining what we saw. All three of us hated tour groups and planning in advance. We were glad that we didn't come with any guide else we would have lost a good experience with the immigration office. I always hated government office, they look at you as if you have come from another world. The people never smile at you. Its very scary to enter a government office in India. Well here we were surprised when they welcomed us , they were fun to talk , they taught us how to say "hello" and "thank you" in Dzongkha . They talked about their culture and economy ( ha ha ha... one of them talked so much and ended up proposing each one of us.. Though it was sarcasm I can never forget him in my entire life ) . The walk to the Taktsang lhakhang( Tiger's nest) which was one more best thing happened in Bhutan.We walked watching pine trees lighted with yellow rays of the blue sky. When we were depleted of strength while climbing, we went down on knees bend forward and drink the cold pellucid water wetting your face,it is just one great experience.The scenery from the Taktsang lhakhang was breath taking. It is almost miraculous to think of the construction of the monastery when there were no modern machines around. Even with the availability of the technology, it would be a big task to come up with a beauty like Taktsanag Monastery. How we were awfully hungry by the time we reached the top and how we begged for some food from monks and they were very generous to offer us some .
At every corner of the place, We were dazzled by the building’s magnificence and improbability. The whole country was like a museum for us and we watched everything with amusement. The people are as pleasent as the place is .They are a deeply, friendly people, simple and serene. In Thimphu we left almost a lakh worth camera and we realised it next day,when we went back in search of it ,the shopkeeper had kept it safe and she advised to be careful in future ( had it happened in India , they would have scared you away or fought with you for doubting their honesty). When we asked for help for booking a cab or hotel they would help us profuesly .
After entering Bhutan I realised why the blogs I read described it is mysterious place hidden for centuries up in the Eastern Himalayas. I always wanted to see how the world was until it was invaded by pursuit of materialism. My wish has been fulfilled for there still exists such place which has retained most what we have lost, where we can see and hear the melody of birds, The sound of flowing river ( The water in the river was very clear ,if the same river was in india we would have turned in to whichever colour we wanted , blue , pink or green ). When I come to unspolied place like this ,I am in heaven . I really hope that they can hold on to that for as long as possible. As for the architecture is considered ,All the temples have grand colorful paintings depicting the wheel of life and the biography of Lord Buddha.The Bhutanese sense of their place in their world is found in the mural paintings of the four harmonious friends on the walls of temples. ( Its a story which perfectly demonstrates harmony, interdependence, co-operation and friendship between four animals who become close friends).Exterior looks of the window and other wooden items are same as that of it was 100 years before, I guessed that paintings on the Bhutanese window are not just for beauty but they have deep meaning. The houses were almost two storyed .
All the rides in Bhutan gave stunning experience, Watching the towering Himalayas, the verdant slopes. The Bhutanese know to ride really really fast, at times when I was on the road, i would look out of the window to detect any signs of large rock rushing ominously over us :) . The scary part in the rides were there was about 1.5 lanes and we had to squeeze by the huge dump trucks going other way of the corner , of course we were the ones riding on the edge of the cliff.
I know nothing more enjoyable than that happy-go-lucky wandering life in which you are perfectly free, without shackles of any kind, without care , without preoccupation , without thought even of tomorrow. The 10 days in Bhutan made me feel, real me. we had passed 10 happy days of listlessness and liberty. The trip made us experience the soul of country and given me moments that will linger in my mind forever. Hoping to visit Bhutan sometime soon.

P.S : My writing doesn't do any justice for what i saw and Experienced in Bhutan. Whatever I have written here is too small or too less.

Love Bhutan
Anu

I missed my yoga classes for a week because of my hectic thesis work.The preliminary part was finally over and I was back to my normal routine. After the rejuvenating session in the yoga class I walked with the jaunty steps to get milk and Newspaper.Someone from behind called me "hey", when I turned back she said hello...I said hi, It was the woman who works for some corporate, She was waiting for her cab, everyday we exchanged hello's and smile.For a minute she was silent and there was awkward question mark on my face. She asked " Are you ok ??" . With laugh I said " I am perfectly fine, I was only busy with my paper work in my college" . She said she thought something terrible has happened to me for she has not seen me that whole week ,and to my surprise she broke down in to tears. I don't why she was crying but it was pretty obvious that she had some problem. She managed to smile at me and said that she had lot of problems at home my tag "Have a nice day" at the end of conversation and smile everyday, meant more than I could imagine . She said she has missed it terribly for the whole week.she also said I have a beautiful smile ( he he for which I was little blushing but didn't let her to realise it). I realised that couple of words and a smile would make someone's day :). My mom always said good people share smiles ,words,favour's and she made us live that way.I always smiled at people and would add "have a nice day" tag at the end of conversation, Sometimes I smiled like big bob bumble bear even at strangers. It had become a simple rule in my life .Initially my mind would play game of what would they think, will they smile,will they smile not.I would discuss this with my mom and she would say its not about you, its about delivering an unexpected smile on someone's face and the best way to do that was wearing a big fat smile on yours.I cared less about what people think I just kept smiling like a big bob bumble bear. Some people would smile back and some young people seemed like they are too involved in their own thoughts or live and passed me by as if I am invisible. Some responded back with a quizzical smile and an expression "what's up with her". When I smiled at young boy who was works construction site,he gave me back 1000-watt smile. The people who work at the corporate don't have time even to look up, they would be busy engrossed with there i-phones and some didn't want to waste time on smiling. But I don't mind, I smile happily and brightly when they smile back, I realise that I had pass it on them .

All smiles
ANU

It had been a month since my college started. I was in my own world,Working on project doing literature survey.When one day I got call from Chubby saying, I checked your photos in facebook,lets go to your native this time for trekking( you always agree with chubby). I said Ok. We thought of staying at my uncle's place first,thinking of all the restriction they would throw upon us,Neethu booked forest guest house.We fixed the date as 4th and 5th .We really got excited as the trekking dates came close.We went to Dechathlon to buy some stuff for trekking. We shopped for about Rs.14,000 . Neethu decided to pay , Don’t know how much she has cursed because she had to pay the day it has credited

Five of us trekking enthusiasts met at 11.00P.M in the majestic. we didn't book the seats as none got time to do it during weekdays and we crossed our fingers hoping to get seats as it was weekend. Neethu and Meghu had to come from office directly .I went to chubby's place,we had nice bath and nice food before reaching majestic.
We reached chickmaglur at about 5.30 A.M, after travelling for about 250 km ( from banglore to chickmaglur it takes about 250 km via NH48 ) everyone were so well setteled ( especially Neethu ) we didn't feel like getting down, but had to or the bus will leave for shringeri in few minutes and people out were waiting to board the bus. The bathrooms in the bus stop were decent enough to complete our morning ablutions. Though it was named women waiting room we could see two gents sleeping. Meghu has bought some liquid mouth wash and arguing that it serves as substitute for toothpaste for which kaddi was against. Meghu didn't realise she was arguing with the dentist. Once she realised everyone started laughing. We went to have breakfast in the Hotel Kamath hotel( they serve great food..there are lot of hotels around Bus stop) which was next to the bus stop.We ordered hot idli vada, Upma and manglore buns. The owner asked why we were there. when we told we want to trek in sarpadari he started advicing not to go as it would be very slippery . Which eagred us more to go there.We asked him to arrange a vehicle until sarpadhari (Becareful you should know how to bargain else the cost would be more than that it would cost you from banglore to chickmaglur).He got us a Jeep( sarpadari is about 12Km from chickmaglur. You will easily get auto but the cost would be more or you can catch a bus which goes to Kaimara and from there you have to trekk for about 1km to reach Sarpadari)There were another 5 people who were on there way to bababudangiri.Including driver we were 10 in the jeep. Neethu and chubby were ready with there cameras to catch the greenary through photos.We reached Sarpadari after crossing few hairpin curves,though the driver was very old, he was very good at driving.When we reached sarpadari we asked the driver how much time does it take to reach the top, he said it would take only 20 min.We paused at the starting point to change from slippers to outdoor shoes and to take photos.We posed for the photos as if we were about to climb himalayas :)

According to the blogs and our research we should see three Nandis before we reach the top. The diver told it would take only 20 min to scale the mountain and we started the trek assuming that we would reach the top with in a hour.And we will see all three nandis very soon( ha ha ha......).We found there was a defnite trekking path.As we started ascending the scenery was breathtaking . You can see whole chickmaglur on the way. The trek looked easier at first as it was mansoon the entire route was waterlogged and the route had actually become mini water falls. The route was steeper at some places and we had to help each other ( credit goes to Me and Meghu ). Neethu had weird kind of apporach while climbing , don't know how she was managing but she was managing well ( ha ha ha ha......Neethu’s stomach used to come in the way ) I was bit tensed about her balancing skill as it was very steep at places , but laughed at chubbys first ever great slip) .Kaddi shoes pulled apart when she we were half the way. She didn't have back up so she had to wear Meghu's slipper which was bit large for her size. Later she found out it was better to scale up with the tore shoes. There were two other groups of trekkers which crossed us and we didn't see a single girl ascending . After about 2 hours we could see the first Nandi.Nandi enclosed in pink flowers looked beautiful.We did a slight photo session .Resting there for about 10 min we set off to reach the top , by the time we reached the top it was about 11.30 A.M. There is a temple at the top of the hill where we camped for a while.It was higest point in karnataka( with height of 1930m (6330ft)),The scenery looks more beautiful when you struggle for 3hrs and reach the top.Before reaching the top we came across a cave which was pitch dark inside.Someone adviced not to go inside as there are snakes and bats.
We left top of karnataka at 12.00P.M to scale up other mountains we asked the gaurd for the route he said not to take left as it will lead back to same place.The path leading Bababudangiri was breathtaking, some places it was so steep one wrong foot and you are gone, but at some places it was normal walk except for the force of wind. The scenery was so captivating that you don't feel like speaking while you trek. I never imagined that the place would be so beautiful,Well none of us has imagined.The wind was so high sometimes it would push us off from the trail at times. We took a break at the top of one of the hill to munch on some snacks to help us in the journey . We thought we were lost for a while, but kept moving , we had to fight the elements mentally and physically to go on. Meghu came up with a very good strategy to look up for the footprints of the other trekkers .As we went on we saw the valley on the side of trail was very beautiful, these were the moments we felt we should camp here next time when we come. Meghu and me had to find some tactics, at times to help others cross ,as it was almost vertical fall at some places.We encountered one more group of trekkers which ensured us that we were on the right track.Everyone was doing very well finding there own technique to scale down ( Neethu's strategy was unbelivable ( sarcasm)) I found it easier to climb up than to descend at steep hillsides. Though we realised the danger at steeper rocks we cared a damn.We hit the road at about 3 in the afternoon and decided to drop the idea of trekking to Bababudangiri.We ate lunch which we bought from the hotel Kamat.I called the van driver to pick us.everyone made me to call him thrice as the cold was unberable.We did some creative photo session (Meghu being very creative). until the van came.We laughed at the drivers comment “ He would become KULFI if he was driving in that place for long ”. It had been wonderful day so far. It was very enjoyable as this was our first trekk without a guide and had to face such weather conditions . We went to muthodi for the stay. Because of the district DC's daughter and her 60 friends we got Tourist Bunglow to stay which had breathtaking scenery from the top. It would take another two full pages if I write how we spent time in MUthodi.....Awaiting our next trekking I am ending my long writing ........Thanks everyone ( Neethu, Chubby , Kaddi , Meghu , Drivers , Gaurds and DC's daughter ) For making my weekend!


P S :
1) Neethu photography skill has improved ( we would have not got such great photos if it was not for her and her camera).
2) Kaddi Thanks for the nice walk and conversation we had at the bus stop....it really helped to tolerate that unberable cold.
3) Chubby coined the word G-link ( G-Gowda ) , Neethu and Meghu coined B- link which became famous among us and we had an argument for a while upon that ( Both the G- links(Meghu and Me) rocked during the trek).
4) Neethu lost her cell on our way to Bunglow :).
5) Chubby atlast releved the secret about Preetham.....to componsate it she gave us treat in TAJ she also said she has set a bench mark if anyone is releving this kind of secret they have to treat everyone in hotel better or equal to TAJ....:)
6)Gayana and Swapna we missed you, hope you guys wil make it up,in our next trekking.

Love
ANUSHA

It was my birthday, I was sleeping in my bedroom, My mom who never disturbed me while sleeping came to my room and calls me twice to wake me up. She wanted to be the first one to wish me , but she found that I didn’t respond . She comes near with a smile, she sits beside me, she holds my hand she feels it cold, ignoring it she tries to wake me up, she is not understanding why I was not waking up...she starts laughing believing that I am playing some prank on her. She doesn’t even have a slightest Idea that I was dead. "DEAD" yes I was.....she stopped laughing when she realised something was wrong , but couldn't think what it was. Now she is scared and….........

Me : I was sitting on the table watching my mom and myself......I was in perfect health and dropped dead for no known reason....I remembered someone saying when your time”s up , YOUR TIME’S UP! I just kept staring at my lifeless body......

..........Mom doesn’t know what to do. She is blank, she wanted to shout but she couldn't’t....she ran to the opposite house , she couldn't tell them the situation in words,she bought them to me.They came to know I was not breathing....even they are not understanding what to say and think.They called more people from the other houses. Everyone feels the same That I was dead and yes I WAS.

Me : I didn’t move an inch......I don’t know whether i should laugh or cry on that situation.....I was thinking this is how I was destined to die???

.........People are having lots of discussion on the cause of death. MOM was just blank , someone called my Dad and my sister . It was grave until my dad came and it turned to violence later, He was shouting at something which I didn’t understand..........he started shouting and everything was gone.....I WOKE UP.
I was crying and was scared....I took about 5 min to realise it was a nightmare . I looked around my roommates were sleeping peacefully . I checked the time it was 3 in the morning, i din’t want to sleep ,scared of having that nightmare again....I felt very tired.That was the craziest worst night i ever had ,I was crying and acting like a crazy person.I didn't sleep until 6 in the morning.I sure hope I never have to live thru that kind of night again. I wonder what made me to dream that. It was just crazy......

CRAZY
ANU

Our group in DSN created this.....


when you just thought that there was no other go,
when the lights are out and its the end of the show,
Jab mann tha thakela, and nothing seems to flow,

See all the smiling faces,such sparkling aces.
Had this happened before, I would be happy for sure.
Doesn't matter no more, We are rocking the floor.
All the flying colors , come bang on the door.

Our minds so calm, Our smiles so warm.
Its like basking in the morning sun.

We are spreading the word ,letting people know
Thats there is a better way, if you wish to grow.
No more sleepless nights , no solitude.
our problems gone , everything is good in the hood.

Come watch us breath across caste and creed.
Sheer intoxication, no fabrication.

Its easy to stay on whining track
Just sing with us and thats the knack

We are Smiling faces, Sparkling aces......Smiling faces...

P.S - text in blue is Rap.......the beats doob chick doob doob chick will be going on all song:))

JGD
Anu

N/A/S?

ANUP/21/MALE,

“HI ANUP PRIYA HERE, WHAT YOU DO?”

“HI PRIYA, I AM DOING MY FINAL YEAR ENGINEERING,WHERE YOU FROM?”

“WOW” EVEN I AM DOING MY FINAL YEAR ENGINEERING.....I AM FROM BANGALORE, U?:)

COOL. I STAY IN KORAMANGALA LAST STOP.I AM FROM B.M.S COLLEGE.WHAT ABOUT YOU?

“BLAH BLAH BLAH ..........” ( I don’t remember much of there first conversation)

“THERE” refers to my cousin “ANUP” and his first Internet love “PRIYA” (God knows what her name was, she said she is "Priya")

We were browsing net, my cousin bro was available on messenger. I was sitting beside him ,half sleeping half awake. It was around 3 'o' clock in the morning ,a female wondered into the messenger,and this female had put only her eyes in the photo section , which impressed my good great cousin . After their first conversation which I have written above , he asked, are they your eyes?? she said “Yes”. My bother looked like he completely fell for her eyes . They said bye to each other he waited until she signed out and reluctantly shut down his computer.

Next day he signed in very early , surprisingly she came in some other name and said “hi”
And there conversation started
How was your day?
Oh you know the usual , going to college, submitting assignments...lab and all ( they talked as if both of them embodies discipline , knowledge and sincerity )
They talked about books, studies, college....... all nonsense.
At last the big question came .....my brother asked "Are you taken?"
There was a long pause and she said “NO”
My bro was literally jumping......they talked till four in the morning before they signed out.

The third day was like insane........they chatted before lunch,after lunch and during all evening...till 3 in the morning..
Having an Internet has finally paid off...my brother got a girlfriend.:)))

Aunt wanted to buy something ,so we had been shopping the next whole day..........when I came back, my brother was already in front of his P. C chatting with his new found Internet love..
with pathetic expression on my face ,I asked him....
Howz the date with your cyber chick going??
He gave long pause and said “I AM IN LOVE WITH HER”
I was kinda shocked it was not even 3 days......
Common i said this can’t happen!!!
You have not actually met and talked only through the Internet?
I like this girl , i seriously like this girl...
Common brother don't you think you are being obsessive and crazy???
you are so much in to this girl.....who knows she can be 50 years old or one leg crippled , or it can be a "GUY"!!!!!!!!.
Common anu I know her....
I thought for a while and said, ask her to meet you??first he said no , thinking about it over a minute he said lets do it.We were actually planning for some movie the next day now that's out of window anyways......its for my bro and his new Internet love(ha ha ha....)
That night when she signed in they said Hi to each other, asked some routine questions... later He hesitatingly asked-
"Are we going to get together?"
There was a long pause.........it was bit longer (20 min, I was literally laughing looking at his expression) my brother was so scared about this long pause, he started
She took another 10 min for the answer “YES”
Finally they agreed to meet some place near forum......my brother told he will get his car and then they will go to nearby place where they can sit and talk. My brother sent his photo, for her to recognise him...when he asked for hers,she said she didn't have one, My brother was cool with that. He said its OK, I can recognise you at once.
The day of meeting had come, it was 5 in the evening........I had been out all morning with my friends, when I came back Anup was in his room spraying extra Doe, getting ready . I asked him "you are so bad at talking with girls ,how you are going to manage?. He said I have thought about it . I asked " what?"
He said you are coming with me.....WHAT?????What the hell i would do there??......he forced me , begged me and with all dealings I agreed....Later he had to pay a lot for that.

We left home to meet his Internet loooooooooooooove........when we reached the place there were only two people ( This happened when I was in high school so the mobile trend had not yet come ) a old guy and big aunty with “ blue jeans and white T-shirt” . She was huuuuuuge, her stomach was rooooound.......at first we didn’t realise she is wearing same dress code he asked Priya to wear .....We sat in the car waiting for his imaginary beautiful girl who had imaginary beautiful name PRIYA. After a while, this huge aunty started staring at us,she seemed to recognise one of us.I poked anup to look at her......shivering he said it can’t be her, she said she is of medium built.....she started walking towards us,now my brother was kind of scared,When she was about 5 feet she recognised Anup completely and started shouting hey Anu its Priya, by now my brother was completely panicking, with shivering ,He hit the accelerator and drove all the way home at 80 km/ h, he never looked back till he reached home....
I made fun of him all the way back home.
"Hey bro maybe you should say hello to her , why don't we go back now?It would be rude to such beautiful woman to leave without saying a word??"
He was pretty much sucked....:))
For me it was divine comedy,I was literally never been that happy.I narrated this story to all my cousin's for which they made fun of him almost everyday.Well ,we still do.....................................:):)

LOVE
ANU

We all met in Swathi Delux (hotel inside majestic). Everyone looked same except Neethu, for she has put on little weight and was looking like goods vehicle ( comment passed by Swapna,chubby's comment "Zorro" was better) with large bag on her back, camera on one shoulder and purse on other criss crossed.
We were meeting after our last trip to Bandipur,which was a year back.We planned for many trips in between but there were some issues which holded us back.Everytime we planned someone in our group faced ressistance,But this time Neethu and Chubby were dedicated.
After Neethu completed her research about Bisle and Nature admirers, She gave me a call,I had doubts about me going to this trip as i had diffrent plans for myself. No sooner our conversation through phone got over, I got call from chubby, Civil engineer arguing with a lawyer didn't make good sense, Moreover you say "No" to chubby you will be in hell next minute. I said,I will come with no comments and no doubts.
The day of departure had come. Meeting point was majestic at 10PM in the night, I left office after lunch( I can write a big article about the way i escaped from the office).After dinner in Swathi delux we climed down to meet Mr.Dev balaji who was guide for us at the trekking.He was supposed to come at 10.00PM but came at 10.30. none had seen him till then, all the dealings were done through the internet.As soon as he came we had breif introduction session. I heard Swapna passing the comment that ha looks like Sri lanka cricket player Arvind. D Selva. The other guy who was coming with was Mr. Dinesh kumar, who looked like proper porki ( well porki is too sweet a word, we thougt lot more.....Dinesha please forgive me, this is what we thought at first ). He said you have packed too much for two days which we thought was very less and were planning to buy lot more in kukke subramanya.
We setoff from majestic by 11.00PM. there was truck traffic between Penya and Nelmangala, It seemed as if all the truck in this world were there.We reached Hassan by 3.00 in the morning, until hassan the roads were very good, it gets apalling when you close by Sakleshpur.As we were all bOrn and brought up in Hassan we didn't need any explanation.By the time we reached Kukke Subramanya it was 5.30 A.M which was too early to start the trekk.
Mr Dev said to use general toilets for freshning up which angered everyone of us. Swapna and Chubby went to book the lodge on there own, but they didn't get one.Chubby tried to convince everyone and told not to damp our spirits.For breakfast we had Avallakki and Buns which was wish of mine and Swapna's since our last visit to Kukke Subramanya.
After breakfast we set off to Bisle. The roads were narrow and winding, we were greeted by lots of greenery and rain. we stopped at forest rangers house to change in to suitable clothing, once we finished all formalities we plunged in to dense forests. It was green everywhere. The land was wet and slippery. we reached the river walking for about 15min. I belived that river crossing needed some talent you can't be saved from diving down in to the river without slipping on to the right rocks. we crossed the river with Mr Dev heading first, rope around his waist and we behind him holding the rope. After strenous river crossing we sat for a while (neethu was very scared , the first question she asked as soon as she crossed the river was " Do we have another river to cross?" and was relived when Mr Dev said no).
Well the big time was yet to come . Except me and Neethu none had seen leeches .The first leech victim was Kaddi, who came just after me. I had a great laugh, seening her expression when first leech latched her shoes. The expressions got worse on others face as they fell in to victim's category. Gayana and Swapna were literaly crying. leeches are kind of pests which latch on you ,once they have your blood fill , they drop off, leaving the wound bleeding for the next few hours (yuck.....ha ha ha.....).I knew tht leeches would be there , but didn't realise that it would in that range. you keep your foot still for 1 min atleast 30 will be crawling upside.:)
After walking for two hours , struggling through leeches ......we reached nature camp. The camp had only one shelter . Mr dev cleaned shelter for us, we sat in circle .Mr. Dinesh showed the photos he has taken which amused us.He had great knowledge about everything which he expressed in right way ( Never thought a 12th standard kid can talk so much:)):):)).
It was 1.00 PM and was raining by the time we left nature camp. though Gayana and chubby were very reluctant we had no other option. We skipped the idea of crossing the river thinking it might be overflowing and took the other way which was in to the forest.
We trekked at the waterfalls which was great. At first I was too concerned about the leeches for i had never seen leeches in that range. But overtime the fragnace of damp Earth, the bird calls and the sound of rain gradually worked thier way in to my system unkotting my muscles, soothing my brain and winning over me.Away from that rush of the city like Bangalore, duing Mundane and ordinary , I was here in this quite and peaceful place, in which only your legs work ,whereas your heads and hand are empty.Mr Dev announced that we will be ascending the mountain for another couple of hours until we hit the road. Some of us lost the balance and fell/sat right on the wet rocks( Most of the time it was Mr DEv who fell.......).At his announcement I didn't feel tired rather felt very strong, as if I am connected to the nature and all the energies of nature are getting in to me. I walked with full joy watching nature.
The first to hit the road was kaddi, After her it was me. Kaddi lied flat on the road, she was least bothered about how muddy the road was.Mr Dev gave something to eat, we drank water from roadside waterfall and felt as if the water was pouring right down from the heaven. Dev and Dinesh were appreciating all fus for accomplishing it without any comments.
As we started off our van came in which there was a forest officer along with the driver. Mr Dev had not informed the authorities. This angered all of us again. we thougt he was very irresponsible. he did some calling to authorities and setteled the matter( I still belive he has left us seeing our face ).
Mr Dev took us to some hole at forest check post for tea and snacks. evryone ordered coffee and omlete. the combibed smell of coffee and omlet was good. Mr Dev discouraged all of us by saying that we are going to halt in the same hotel for which chubby and had quite and argument, and we all supported her.After everyone took bath in hot water. we sat in circle around kerosene lamp. While Mr Dev was sleeping ( Very tired.................)Mr DInesh talked about varied topics, like orkut, facebook, camera,photos, most interesting were his trekking experience. we were thrilled even just by hearing them.....seeing him speaking so much without any doubts reminded me my sister's common dialouge. " Don't judge someone just with there apperance". Had it not been for him we would have never enjoyed so much (Thanks buddy). After dinner for which we had hot sambar and rice, we went for sleep. The night was perfect with no sound of traffic outside.The domestic amimals in the house freaked us out. It was hotel owners dog which made chubby scream by standing next to her while she was trying to sleep
Being a light sleeper I woke up first in the morning. Aunty was already preparing for the breakfast. neethu woke up while I was checking out Hatti .even before brushing our teeth we decided to explore the region. by the time we came back from the walk everyone was up except chubby. I went to check chubby's temperature. except for bad cold she was normal.For breakfast we had hot Rotti's and chutney mininum you could eat was 4, though I was amining for 8 i could finish only 4. after breakfast we left for bisle beauty spot. which rendered nothing more than ocean of clouds. we took photos in diffrent poses and headed towards Manjrabad fort. It was built by Tippu sultan in 1752AD, at a height of about 3240ft above the sea level. By the time we reached the base of fort it was 1.30. Mr. Dev told us to come back by 2.30, for which everyone cared a damn. we had to trekk for the fort as it is sutiated on top of the hill . once you reach there you will see great walls built with stone masonary, bricks bonded with lime. DInesh did lot of explanation about the structure which i didn't get being a civil engg. we took good pictures there( swapna was posing in all filmy style). After spending some good time we headed back to van.
we had lunch in the small hotel along NH48 and left for bangalore.The way back to Bangalore was total full of fun. Neethu and me were showing all karate stunts on each other. Kaddi got down in Hassan which made someone feel very bad (:)))..........)By the time we reached Nelmangala it struck me tht the weekend is over.
One special thing i noticed about everyone was that they behave so natural
(except for Mr DEv). Guys I am proud that I have friends like you. we should keep going trekks like this. I need not tell anyone how the departing was, with this I am ending my long writing.

P.S- cheers for all my friends who made my weekend, Dinesha thanks a lot for such comfort.

LOVE
Anusha Sugglur Gowda