I confess, its late, I have been busy with projects from toe to head and have not had a single minute to write my Log. Today looking at my wallpaper (which I made out of pics from my Mumbai trip), I just realized, this calls for a break and also part two of a story left hanging in the Rajdhani. My previous post here had the twitterati buzzing my link and hordes of people finding it just humorous, well traveling with your friends, makes it ONCE IN A LIFE TIME EXPERIENCE.
If I were to begin where I left, it was just the night in the Rajdhani, the next morning you wake with just two hours of sleep and since we are already one and half bottle down of whiskey and vodka. There is this thumping in the brain, which we call.. the hangover…
You can literally feel after all the fun last night, you have washed away all your body salts and your brain is contracting giving you this fucking pain. And since its already sunrise, you will start to have views of bustling towns, and stations passing by, lively with morning staff. You will also encounter these small streams of the sea coming into land and you could also see the boats (we assumed them to be fishermen out for their daily bread.)
again we learnt some lessons here too:
- Brushing your teeth in a moving train can be a mess: I can’t even gulp down water in the morning without that fresh smell of the toothpaste. while the to-fro movement of the coach is likely to reduce your efforts in moving your hand at the same time controlling that you gargle properly in the basin can make you feel like a sniper. Anyways I was about to puke there because some ruddy un-gentleman loved chewing guthka and you can imagine what had happened.
- Freshening up in the Indian Railways: the toilets here are world renowned for them being unhygienic and smell hell. I confess I never went to the toilet in the train to freshen up. it could be your worse experience. Aiming on the right spot while your moving, sitting in a smelly room, feels like you are suffocating to death. So never try it wait for your stop else do not travel in the trains.
- Do not mind the coffee flasks: Coffee, the one drink you want after you had fun last night, but if you wanna have it, do not check the flask containing hot water. Just have the coffee (the secret to this is, the flask will definitely have something unwanted floating or settled, making your desire to die rather than enjoy. I made the mistake of looking inside.)
Well getting of the Mumbai Central cannot go well with everyone, you will find everyone conversing in Marathi and the truth is I find the language kinda funny. Still no personal issues, but with the state we are in, it gets on your nerves. Touts/Agents/Thugs are in abundance like on any other railway station in the country. Still if you wanna take your taxi go to the prepaid counter, without talking to a single thug standing outside and you will be in a much better position. (Later on i was told that we could have located the place we wanted to reach using modern technology like Google Maps and take a Local straight off to the nearest station, in our case it was Bandra, but its okay, the taxi charged us Rs. 190/- from Mumbai Central to our guest house in Bandra)
Well its time to relax! Stay tuned!… We are coming up with the best first day you can imagine. Trip to Sidhi Vinayaka Temple and traveling the Mumbai Locals for the first time in life. Hell Experience!…
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