Disclaimer: This is either a fictional account of an actual trip or an actual account of a fictional trip
Prologue
I'm done with that hell of a college, but still stuck to the same campus though. And one thing i noticed is that it is way way more peaceful in the evening/night. Also its way more to keep up the attendance when the college starts at 5 in the evening rather than 8 in the morning. Also, the park is now in ruins. But this isn't about all that shit
This about our college trip to Hyderabad. We were set to board the train at 6 pm on the 20th of January 2011. There were 27 of us in total and I'll try to recall whoever I can remember. There were the teachers: Sir & Sister. The Seniors : From 3rd Year: Ray, MRP, The Bong, Mr. Black, Tweedledum & Tweedledee and two other I always keep getting confused between. 2nd Year: Two Pairs of lovebirds who never mingled with us (or should i say two pairs of Servants and Mistresses), Senior Citizen and Accomplice and off course the guy who got things done. From my class there was the girls: Swede and Morticia and finally my new set of droogs: Bad Man, Nityananda, Roy, Army Man, Manager, The Dude (npt related to "The Dude" Lebowski and isn't half as cool) and then Yours Faithfully. All arrive on time to the station except my buddies who made it minutes before the train left.
Once the train got moving started the process of excruciating negotiations with fellow passengers in order get an entire compartments to ourselves which took some time but was successful. Once all seated we all spoke of stuff I can't recollect. Might not have been anything important.
At about 8pm Black came over and said something in Tamil, I think. Bad Man produced a 1tr. bottle filled with black liquid out of his bag, which I later found out was Old Monk and Pepsi. At first Black, Army Man and Me proceeded to the toilet to drink it while Bad stood guard outside. Inside we huddled up and drank as much as we liked. I don't drink often and hence got drunk pretty soon and returned to our compartment, took the window seat, put on my earphones and "Standing on the edge of forever At the start of whatever Shouting Love to the World" sings Robbie, back together with his old band mates.
One by one all returned with the first bottle done. We bought some shitty train food and where planning to down the second bottle when two Railway Bulls with a large flashlight came along and pulled Bad aside and started interrogating him coz they saw him standing outside the toilet and thought something was suspicious about it. In a moment of brilliant thinking Nitya threw the other bottle out coz they came back and started checking our bags one by one. Me and Nitya while they did it fearing they might smell the liquor on us. One of them viewed us suspiciously but encouraged us to continue eating. They just about got to my bag when I, being the Old Tea Head of Time that I am, realized i had some tea (concealed in a wrist watch box) along with smoking apparatus in it right on top.But thankfully due to the timely intervention from Sir, who made up a phony story, brandishing his ID card, they left.After that we quickly finished eating, made our berths and I fell asleep but was woken up by the mischievous Nitya who wanted me to keep watch as they smoked out off the window. then we bitched a little about the Priest and Mary Magdalene of our class, then spoke about future jobs for Army Man and I dozed off. The trip had just begun and we had already gotten in trouble with the law. Things could only get better......
Prologue
This about our college trip to Hyderabad. We were set to board the train at 6 pm on the 20th of January 2011. There were 27 of us in total and I'll try to recall whoever I can remember. There were the teachers: Sir & Sister. The Seniors : From 3rd Year: Ray, MRP, The Bong, Mr. Black, Tweedledum & Tweedledee and two other I always keep getting confused between. 2nd Year: Two Pairs of lovebirds who never mingled with us (or should i say two pairs of Servants and Mistresses), Senior Citizen and Accomplice and off course the guy who got things done. From my class there was the girls: Swede and Morticia and finally my new set of droogs: Bad Man, Nityananda, Roy, Army Man, Manager, The Dude (npt related to "The Dude" Lebowski and isn't half as cool) and then Yours Faithfully. All arrive on time to the station except my buddies who made it minutes before the train left.
Once the train got moving started the process of excruciating negotiations with fellow passengers in order get an entire compartments to ourselves which took some time but was successful. Once all seated we all spoke of stuff I can't recollect. Might not have been anything important.
At about 8pm Black came over and said something in Tamil, I think. Bad Man produced a 1tr. bottle filled with black liquid out of his bag, which I later found out was Old Monk and Pepsi. At first Black, Army Man and Me proceeded to the toilet to drink it while Bad stood guard outside. Inside we huddled up and drank as much as we liked. I don't drink often and hence got drunk pretty soon and returned to our compartment, took the window seat, put on my earphones and "Standing on the edge of forever At the start of whatever Shouting Love to the World" sings Robbie, back together with his old band mates.
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