The Unforgettable......
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As we ever make the projects done on the before day of its submission…….this time too we had made our robots in the late hours on the day before our completion.
On the day of our completion, we had a wrong thing to notice out and it was that some of our robot connections had lost. It was out of blue for us.
Later we arranged all the connections in the apt manner and got our robot ready for the competition and it is likely to note that we were the champions of the completion and had taken our reward from the guest.
We had used the robot, which had made us winners of the competition, in all the other completions, as that it was a superstitious belief....!!!!
Later we had started our work for the project ‘Mars maneuver’, which is a competition in IIT Bombay during Techfest ’11…….
Our team comprised of blazing six members….which includes me, Sandy, Manasvi, Thiruns, Nagarjuna, Bhavya……..
Out of these its disappointing to note that the total work was shared among me, Sandy and Manasvi…….
Sandy and I started the work by making the arena for the trial runs of our bots…..
Here a small note on the competition …….It’s a robotic competition, where we had to prepare a manual and two autonomous robots and the concept hold as……the autonomous bots has to bring desired blocks kept in arena taking the assistance of manually controlled robot to get them to desired space. This was analogous to that of NASA mission to the mars to get some objects from Mars….
So, here our desire was to construct a manual robot and do the necessary coding work for two autonomous robots and get our task done successfully.
“Sandy…is it possible for us to do this?” I asked.
“Ya Krishhh...why not???!!!”
“If you show that confidence then it’s obvious that we can make it”
“Ya dude…..our arena is completed…..we have to do some coding work done in parallel with the design and construction of manual robot”
“Ya sure ra”
“Ya…then what about other guys”
“I too thinking about that dude……its arduous for two of us to make the work of six”
“Ya….it is very difficult……what about those gals”
“Manasvi would do the work with us for sure dude…..”
“Ohh…its okay….. at least half were available!!!”
“Dude…lets go it ROBO film”
“Film….!!! This late evening……??? Why so suddenly Krishhh?”
“Ya dude …..Let us go to 2nd show and get our work done for the day there after”
We went to the film and that film was simply awesome and inspiring for robotic freaks like us.
“Krishhh…..Aish is so gorgeous na???”
“Hahaha……dude Rajini was sooo handsome for sure….may be, even I say that it is hypothetical”.
“Ya Ya….alright……How about that andro humanoid……Can we dare to make it?”
“Make…???.......Ya, we can make it if we take this as our career…..but for sure not in this B.tech…..”
“Okay…leave it……we should do the coding work up till 4 O’ clock in the morning so that we should at least complete basics for our robot”
“Ya….we should do”. We started our work seriously after watching and getting inspired by the film Robo…..
The days and nights passed with the same coding work to get it done and to debug the code.
We three had designed the model of manual robot and had bought pieces of wood and other stuff to make it.
“Sandy….Shall we start the process of manual robot tomorrow?” I asked.
“I have little work tomorrow and I can’t come……I think you both can start the work tomorrow”
“Oh…it’s okay then we both shall start the work tomorrow”
“What do you say Manasvi?” Sandy asked her.
“Yes …we shall start tomorrow” She replied.
On the next day we started our work and the work was mainly depending on mechanical aspects.
While Manasvi was doing that mechanical work with me, a point had risen in my mind that how far it is good to make a gal work on these mechanical things?
As soon as that question was raised in my mind, a counter was also raised in parallel, that why not a gal could do this? Is this not the job of a gal? Are gals intended for only soft works?
So a flow of questions countered that argument in my mind and I think they are paradoxical thoughts.
As I was thinking about these, she had hurt herself while tightening a screw.
As I saw her finger the blooding was oozing out like a fountain…!!!!
“Hey…what has happened Manasvi?”
“No problem …..Just a small injury to the finger”
“Not small…….The blood is oozing out right…?”
“Ya…”
“Come …..We would wash the finger and apply some anti-septic drug”
“Ya…where is the wash basin?”
“That side……”
After she had washed her finger, I had applied some anti-septic drug to lessen the pain and also to make the blood clot.
“Can we start our work Krishhh?”
“Work!!!!” I was just perplexed with her words. She got hurt and she was sooo passionate to continue the work right after the anti-septic was applied.
“I want to change your name from Manasvi to Diligent”
“Diligent!!! Why so?”
“I think the name will be apt for you”
“Oh….it’s my pleasure …thank you very much for the compliment”
“It’s my pleasure to have such a colleague at the project”
As we had a habit of playing with the English vocabulary, I had assigned the name as so which was very apt.
Instead of continuing the work, we had left the work for the day as one of us got hurt and we began to watch the launch of GSLV F06 rocket and that too was ended in depressing mode as the rocket exploded the next moment it had launched.
After continuous hard work of Manasvi, Sandy and me, we had made the code for our autonomous robot and our manual controlled robot was also designed but I was not perfectly sure with the manual robot.
We had reserved the tickets for Bombay from Hyderabad and we the team of eleven members forwarded for Hyderabad to catch up our train to Bombay.
On a fine day we started for Hyderabad early in the morning….all had put on jerkins and mufflers as it was very cold in the in the early hours of morning.
After reaching Hyderabad, we had a plan to get concession on our tickets as we were going on a student technical trip but the station master did not favor the request in our way due to some mistake we did in the process.
“Rev……Let us go to a hotel to have our lunch…..”
“Ya dude….we are very famished….” Ash said.
“Ya dude…let us go” I said.
After having our meal we boarded on to the train for Bombay and this time we got our berths reserved in the same coach.
“Sandy…..Can we make out the competition tomorrow?”
“Ya Krishhh….why not? We will…..”
“Ya…..the responsibility of controlling the robot will be on you in the 1st trial and on Manasvi in the 2nd trial”
“We both..???!!! And you are not taking part in the control???”
“Ya….it’s you both dude who have a good command on the control robot”
“Dude..What are you talking? Is that you don’t have the required command than us?”
“Not like that dude…….I am not so confident about controlling, so I am giving up and I think it’s not the time for me to test my luck”
“Oh….okay…as your wish……Did you tell about this to Manasvi?”
“Ya dude….On beforehand I am trying to set her mind for the job”
“Okay…once again you remind her about the technique and our logic for the job”
“Ya certainly….come dude we shall have a talk about the job with her�
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“Ya…” and we both went to her.
“Manasvi….it’s already known to you that you are the one who will be controlling the robot for the 2nd trial” I said.
“Me…?” Manasvi got perplexed.
“Ya ...it’s you” Sandy said.
“Whose is taking the 1st trail?”
“Sandy…” I said.
“Oh….then when you will take the process to control?” She asked me.
“I am not taking the job to control due to some reasons and it’s you both who shall be controlling and that is fixed”
“Oh…okay…Can you once again tell me the whole process of control?” Manasvi asked.
“Ya…” Sandy and I answered in unison and began to explain her once again about the process.
“You look to be confident with the control” I said to her.
“Ya….likely sooo…”
After this conversation, we all enjoyed the breeze running around our faces as the train moved from the beautiful green landscapes.
Later we had our dinner and a sound had made us to concentrate on it for its arrival as we heard that sound because of Doppler Effect and it was far away from us.
That sound was that of eight letter word…….Ice cream…..!!!!
We took a butter-scotch each as when it comes to butter-scotch, resistance is futile…….
We had discussion on some of the general topics before going to sleep and some songs were sung in between by our singers Manasvi and Ash…..!!! So as not to get bored with the discussions……
In the early morning of the next day, we got down in a station whose name was very worrying for us at the end to utter…….and that worrying station was ‘Dadar‘, four stations before CST.
As that was in the early hours of the day we had our jerkins, shawls and dupattas on and it was too cold in Bombay.
According to the itinerary one of our friend’s friend had come to the station to receive us and to get us accommodated in a hotel nearby.
We were taken to a hotel which was very malicious (known after) as we entered it the smell had made our senses to lose their behavior for five minutes or so.
The construction of hotel was very tricky and I need to salute that civil engineer for the awesome construction of maximum rooms in the least space available.
We took two rooms, one for our girls and one for us, the demand for them was 2500 bucks a day and the rooms were just like that a 6 feet guy cannot stand straight and the room would look crowd if there are three members in the room.
As Bombay is one of the costliest cities of India, we cannot go for another spacious hotel with the budget we had and need to adjust in them as we were intended to be in them only to sleep in nights.
The water provided by the hotel was also not clean and we did not even bath with the water, as we were worried about infections with that water.
Instead all opened their perfume bottles to do the work desired and later we had bought a mouth freshener bottle from a medical shop to do the job needed…..!!!!!!
Later we boarded on a Dheeri local train to Kanjurmarg from Dadar to lead to IITB.
After reaching IITB, we were astonished to see a gigantic line before it and that line resembled me of a line in Tirupathi for darshan of that Lord.
We stood in that line and the Sun had showed his mammoth power to us.
We had reached the place where our competition does hold and went near organizers to register ourselves.
“Excuse me…Can you register our team for the event?” I asked the organizer.
“Ya sure…Can you tell me the reference number”
“Ya here it is….” I showed the number.
“Ya…but sorry the slots for today had been completed …..Can you please book a slot tomorrow?”
“Completed…!!! Oh nooo”
“Ya they are completed for today Srivatava” He said to his colleague in Telugu language.
“Oh …..We too are from Andhra Pradesh” I said to him in Telugu as I heard him speaking in Telugu.
“Oh…Is it sooo…good” he said
“Ya….We came from such a long distance to participate and you are saying to register a slot for tomorrow …..May be it’s our fault, to be late but please consider us dude”
“Ya…I shall try to book a last slot for you and you get ready for that slot which is going to begin in forty minutes from now”
“Okay…Thank you so much”
“Fine….get ready fast…”
As his conversation had completed I ran to my team to tell about this and we soon began to prepare our robot for the first run.
After completing the preparation a call was made by the organizers to attend the checking of dimensions of our robot and we made completed the checking process successfully.
Later as we kept our autonomous robots on the arena to check the lighting conditions on the arena, we were shocked to see that one of our robots was not working according to the code we built in it and the other was not recognizing due to lighting disturbances.
“I think one of your robot is out of way and the other had some lighting problems and we shall adjust the required light for your robot” One of the organizers said to us.
“Ya..its okay” Sandy said, as he was the one controlling the robots for the 1st trial.
“Dude…..do your job well and the rest we depend on that Almighty…all the best…….” I said to Sandy.
“Ya dude…”
As our run had begun, I just closed my eyes as I was began to get tensed.
Our manual robot had completed its first task successfully by lifting the autonomous robot.
But the second task of it to cross the speed breaker ahead was one of the difficult tasks for us as our design was not supported to do it……and we had made a small mistake in our design which had made our run to end in smoke.
I was just shocked to see the result, as our robot was not in a position to cross the speed breaker and that had made us feel very sorry of our work.
Mainly, I had felt a feeling of moisture in my eyes as the run had completed unsuccessfully and I went to sit in a corner with my head down.
Some of my friends came up to me to wipe of my tears……….and I was not in a position to respond to them…….
Few minutes later one of us suggested to leave the arena to wipe of those moments of struck of our robot near speed breaker.
As suggested we left the arena to another competition Robowars to watch it.
“No amount of experimentation can ever prove me right................. a single experiment can prove me wrong........” I said as we began to walk.
“That’s all Popper’s philosophy is all about” Manasvi said the very next moment.
“Are you kidding Manasvi???” I asked.
“No…not at all Krishhh”
“Popper’s philosophy???!!!” Sandy asked as he was bewildered by that word…..
“Ya …its Popper’s itself dude not at all that ‘F……’psychology which was famous with a film” I said.
“Oh…okay….what is this Popper’s all about….?”
“This is a philosophy dude…”
“What is that philosophy about can you elaborate it?”
“Ya…..Almost everyone is familiar with the classical method of reasoning know as modus ponens. The well known example goes as ……..
If Socrates is a man then Socrates is mortal.
Socrates is a man.
Therefore, Socrates is mortal”.
“Ya……..” he said.
“Few know that the progress of science no longer depends primarily upon this method, but on the less familiar form known as modus tolens, which goes like this……..
If Socrates is a god, then Socrates is immortal.
Socrates is not immortal.
Therefore, Socrates is not a god.”
“Is this Poppers philosophy??”
“Yes…..Karl Popper's philosophy of science uses modus tolen
s as the central method of disconfirming, or falsifying, scientific hypotheses. Scientists start with a current scientific theory and use the usual methods of deductive reasoning to derive specific conclusions, of which some are "predictions". Strictly deductive reasoning is "truth preserving", that is, it is such that if one starts out with "true" premises, one can only deduce "true" conclusions. Starting with a "theory" and deducing "predictions" can be stated in the form of a premise:
If the theory is true, then the prediction is true.
Popper shows that we cannot prove that a theory is true, but we can certainly show that a prediction is false. If the scientist tests one of these predictions and finds out that it is not true, he uses good 'ole modus tolens to conclude that the theory cannot be true.
If the theory is true, then the prediction is true.
The prediction is not true.
Therefore, the theory is not true”.
“Ohh……got it…!!!”
“Ya …Sandy ...This is what Popper’s philosophy is all about…..Now I think you understand why Manasvi has said so?”
“Ya Krishhh…..I got the meaning”
“Ya…Ya...good!!!”
After the conversation we had a slight lunch in the stalls provided at IITB.
We had made ourselves tired by roaming in the lanes of IITB to watch the most amusing events of the festival.
After getting tired we decided to move to the hotel and take some rest which was indeed required at that moment.
We had taken a Dheeri local train to Dadar (whose name I ever fear to say) and straight away went to our rooms.
As we entered the room all were just in a mood to fall in bed to have a nap…….meanwhile we ordered tea and coffee for refreshment and indeed some jokes from our mates which were not required to be ordered….!!!
After having a siesta, we decided to go to a mall which was very famous in that area……..
“Bhavya……We are going to a mall nearby and get ready for the required” I said.
“Which mall?”
“R-City….”
“Ohh….okay …we shall get ready for that……”
“Okay…fine……Be ready within fifteen minutes….”
We enjoyed to the maximum in the mall while playing games by forming two groups within us and had a competition among us……
We had a good meal in the food court available there and had a photo session with different stills.
The three hours in the mall was one of the memorable moments I ever spent with all my mates around…….awing enjoyment……!!!
In the night where the clock had struck 11 O’ clock we got out from mall and hired autos to reach the nearby railway station to reach Dadar.
After reaching Dadar, the area was fully occupied by drunkards whom we did not notify in the mornings, as it was very clean.
“Rev…..What do you say about this area?”
“Dude…..What can we do now? …..It’s already 11 O’clock……We shall be careful within ourselves for this night and we shall think about next tomorrow”.
“Ya….its okay……What about our girls?”
“Ya…I am also thinking of the same issue……We shall request some of us to sleep in their room”
“Dude…I think firstly we shall seek permission from them about this”
“Ya…it’s required but we can’t dare to make them sleep alone in their room with this kind of surroundings here”
“Ya..That’s true …….and I shall go and ask them about this”
“Ya dude…..I shall be in our room …..”
Uday and I went to their room to ask about this……
“Bhavya….we were mistaken unknowingly to book our rooms in this kind of area……so we want some of our guys to sleep in your room for safety reasons”
“Oh…Ya…its okay…..welcome” She said.
“Oh…thank you and never open the room unless some of us call your name to open the room” I said and left to our room.
As we began to return to our room, I heard some immaterial sounds from other rooms which had shocked me and made to think of about the Bombay city in other point of view………
“Krishhh….what happened? What they said” Rev asked.
“Ya dude ...they indeed agreed for our request”
“Okay…..Uday and Ashok would sleep in their room”
“See that room is small and the door is not that much safe and our guys and we too can’t do anything if something goes wrong” Nithin said.
“Ya rev….it is very true according to the circumstances prevailing……”
“Okay….If so…..What do you say?”
“According to me, it’s good to shift at least their room to some other good hotel available”
“Ya….that’s is the best thing to do dude” Nithin said.
“Ya ….that’s the best we can do….” All said in unison.
“Where could we get hotels this late night?” Rev said.
“We had gone to a hotel a furlong from here and the receptionist said that there was an Ac room available with them” Nithin said.
“Oh….Rev then we should go firstly to book the room” I said.
“Ya…..we shall go….”
We got down from our hotel and paved our way to the hotel said by Nithin and when we asked the receptionist he said that the room was booked just a few minutes ago and the clock had struck 12 O’ clock in the night.
Down at the gate of this hotel, we had committed a mistake by telling the gate keeper about our stay at previous hotel…….which later he called to one of the hotel brokers of our previous hotel and he came to us to help us to book another good hotel.
“Are you looking for a decent hotel?” He asked us.
“Ya..” I said.
“There is a hotel just 100metres from here, which is a very good” the broker said.
“Oh….okay”
“I shall take you to the hotel” he said.
“Ya…” we said and followed him for the hotel.
We almost walked 5kms odd around the Dadar with him and whenever we ask him he says that hotel is just 100metres ahead.
At last after forty five minutes of our walk we reached the hotel and we were shocked to see as that good hotel (as said by him) also comprises of bar……
“This hotel has a bar….we don’t want such hotels...” rev said.
“Ya…..Here in Dadar every hotel had a bar in it….that’s not a big problem” he said.
“No…we don’t need such hotels and you are showing the hotels with same features….” I said.
“You can’t go any way around ……Being educated you say this silly reasons?” He was just shouting at us.
“Hey…..what the hell are you doing with us…..we don’t want your assistance …..just leave us…..As you said we are educated we have that capability to search for the hotels required by us…..” I said.
“No…..I won’t leave you…” he said.
“What….???” We were just puzzled and he had made us to walk more 5kms odd at that late 1 O’clock and we cannot do anything with him as that was his area and if we do anything to him then definitely we would get punished by their men.
“Brother…….We can search our own hotels and please you leave us” We pleaded him as much as we can and offered that commission what he gets if we take the hotel told by him.
At last he left us after eating the brains of both Rev and me for one and half hour or so in the streets of Dadar…..
“Rev…..I heard the name of Vivekananda hotel and that it has a good reputation” I said.
“Is it so? We shall go to the hotel ……”
“Ya…..” We moved to the Vivekananda hotel and explained the receptionist over there about the trouble we faced in the previous hotel and said that we were students from Andhrapradesh (but wanted to say Telangana instead of Andhrapradesh but he could make it if I says so), came here to IIT.
After listenin
g to our story he was pleased and offered discount on the room we booked for our girls.
Two hours of search for the room, we had got one and reached our hotel room and said the story for being late in short span to our friends.
I went to another room to wake up our girls, so as to get shifted to another hotel and usually they were confused by our course of action at that late night of 1:30am.
Rev, Uday, Manasvi, Bhavya and I went to the Vivekananda hotel and we were much feared when we got out as there were no one on the roads and some were with booze parties around.
“Excuse me.....May we have the rooms please?” Rev asked.
“Yes....Who will stay in these rooms?” Receptionist asked.
“These two girls will stay”
“Girls.......we shall not give our rooms to girls” He said.
“We have our identity cars with us”
“May be ...but we can’t give to you”
“You said the rooms were available and you asked to get our luggage to be in the rooms.....” I said.
“Yes...but we shall not give rooms to girls” He said again and we had confirmed that the hotel broker, who had made us roam whole night had phoned him to not to give rooms to us.
We were just shocked at that time and led our way on to the road with luggage in our hands......
We were very frightened as the people involved in booze parties around were commenting us and the roads were desert at that time.
“Rev...What shall we do now?” I asked.
“In confusion dude.......”
“It’s not safe for us to be on this road for long time .......so we have to take the decision instantaneously.....”
“Ya......correct.......what do you say then?”
I was just perplexed at that point of time as we were with girls and luggage on the road.........so I thought the decision should be taken without infinitesimal delay.....We were in a state of Hobson’s choice……
“Rev.....Let us take a taxi and go to the place where we can find good hotels for them.......as it is late in the night it’s indeed required for us to do so.....”
“Ya...sure..... we shall go to CST which is the only good place known to us........”
“Ya dude...and it’s also not the time to think about the finance dude......”
“Ya...correct”
We just wanted that night to be passed, with the only intention that there should be no trouble to our girls and we did not think of any other at that moment......
“Where can we get taxi?” I asked Rev.
“Dude......Is that a taxi over there?”
“Yes dude..... It is a taxi.....Oh....God has shown a way to cross our trouble dude”
“Yes.....but what demand he puts before us to go to CST?”
“Anything around 200 bucks ....i think so.....and it’s not in our hands to go back with fare as that is the only option left with us”
We all went to the taxi and the driver was sleeping......
“Excuse me....Can you come to CST?”Rev asked.
“Now..!!!?”
“Ya...it’s now”
“Ya ...i shall come but it costs you 400 bucks as this is late night”
“400!!! Make it 300........we are students and can’t pay that much.....”
“No sir....I can’t make sooo”.
“Please ....make it 300...it’s very urgent for us to go”
“Make it 350 sir.....we shall go....”
“Okay......let’s go”
“Please take us to one of the good hotels near CST....” I said to driver.
“What price you are going to make out?” The driver asked.
“We just need the hotel to stay in nights.......and we were vexed with the hotel at Dadar...they were simply of Bombay mood........”
“Hahaha......Why did you board there?” He laughed and said.
“We don’t know before, about all that ....so made a mistake unknowingly.......but now take us to a good hotel, whatever may be the tariff and we are students so you decide an economical hotel for us.....”
“Okay sir...I shall take you to good hotel....”
“Ya...thank you .....”
We were taken to a hotel and we our car stopped before the hotel named Ripon Palace......
“Excuse me....We want a room” I asked the receptionist.
“Yes sure sir.....But there is only one AC room available with us which can accommodate only two”
“Oh...okay.....Can you specify the tariff for the room?”
“Ya sure sir......the tariff stands as Rs.2200 per day and check out time is 10:00am.....”
“Oh...10:00 Am.!!!!.....now its 2:30am......Can you please book the room for today for half tariff?”
“No sorry sir...We can’t book like that”
“Okay.....Book the room for the tariff you said....”
“Okay sir.....may I have the details of the members who will stay in hotel....”
“Ya sure..Here it is the identity cards.....” I said and handed over the cards to him.
“Where you are going to stay sir...?” He asked me.
I said the whole story of us and the need to come to their hotel that night after having booked a hotel at Dadar.
“How can we reach to Dadar from here?” I asked.
“You can catch a local from Central station Mumbai to Dadar but the locals will start from 5:30am....”
“5:30am....oh my God.....”
“Sir you can sit in the sofas available in the balcony of the 1st floor” Receptionist said to us after seeing our situation and he might showed pity on us.....
“Manasvi......we shall sit outside and we shall leave to Dadar to meet other guys over there and we shall pack up our luggage and come to a dormitory nearby this hotel.......” i said.
“Ya....it’s okay.....Why to sit outside?....you can sit in our room” She said.
“Of course..but it will not be good, as we had booked the room for two and not more than that.....”
“Okay....”
“You lock the room safely from inside and never open it for strangers.....Is that fine?”
“Ya.....okay...we shall do the same” She said.
“Ya..Okay bye....good night and sorry for disturbing you this night”
“No problem....good night...” she said.
We left the room and sat in the chairs available for us for some time.
Later we decided to leave to the station as it was 3:00am and decided to sit in the station waiting for local to start.
After going to the Central Mumbai station the security did not allow us to enter the station because as per the security measures they would allow after 5:00am....
“Oh...my God...what’s this trouble for us this day......Rev....What we shall do now?” I asked.
“That’s all our fate dude......we shall sit on the footpath” he said.
“Ya...we shall sit” And we three sat on the footpath with terrible cold at high intensity which made us to shiver like a pendulum when effected with resonance.....!!!!
“Dude.....can you handle this cold???” Uday asked me.
“No .....I have allergy with the cold and can’t even resist it...”
The added trouble for us was that we were on night clothes as we started our journey in the late nights......
“Rev....It’s terrible for me to hold this cold.......Can we go and have a cup of tea to regain the hotness?”
“Ya sure dude....me too thinking of the same....”
I got angry on God......its okay to get angry with God, He can take it........
We went to a tea stall who said that he had coffee with him and we ordered three coffees for us.
We drank the coffee and my body had got some resistance to tackle the cold....
After we drank coffee, we again sat on the same pavement..........
Although we drank the hot drink, the shivering was not all stopped, as we never experienced the weather of 4:00am in Mumbai.<
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As I began to shiver I reminded my days on the hills of North India.....The Himalaya.....I went on a tour to North India with my clan.......more specifically on to the Himalayas for the famous char-dham yatra which comprises of four divine places for Hindus......Yamunothri....Gangothri....Kedarnath (the jyothirlingh).....Badrinath......
Out of the four divine places, I enjoyed my trekking to Kedarnath which was situated 14000 feet above the sea level and we need to reach there, either on foot or on the horses and the ghat was 14kms odd.....
Firstly while climbing up I went on a horse which was an awesome ride......as I reached 14000 feet ,I felt that I was on equal with the clouds and felt that I was in the clouds with that type of moisture and snow fall......
Later had the darshan of Kedarnath and I returned back to the sea level on foot.......while I was coming I enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Himalayas.......the scene was awesome with hill on one side and valley on other side in which The Ganges was flowing and the road bisected the hill and the valley.
Most of them say that this is the ‘once for the life time’ trip and after knowing the difficulties of the trip on Himalayas, no one dares to go again.....But after enjoying the beauty of Himalayas I made a decision to go again to Kedarnath to have a darshan of jyothirlingh and also to enjoy the nature of Himalayas with my better half.........
The shivering at the central station reminded me of my trip to Himalayas which is analogous on point with shivering......!!!!!!
Later at 5:00am we were allowed to enter into the station and we had caught a local to Dadar....
On reaching Dadar we straight away went to our hotel and packed up the luggage and we all went to CST to live in a dormitory near our gals hotel.
That night one of the memorable nights I ever had on the roads of Mumbai.......!!!!!
On the next day, we went on a trip to see the city in a tourist bus for which we had gone late to the bus.....the guide of the bus scolded us to the maximum extent he can.......
Later when we reached Gate way of India, our guys started to scold him........that was the moment at which I had heard the most number of ‘F’ words I ever heard......and it’s very diffident to note that one of our gals want to take the video of that situation.....!!!!!!!!!!!
A compromise was brought in between the guide and us by a telugu guide who was present at the Gate way of India.....
At the end of the day we went to the beach and enjoyed ourselves to the maximum extent possible.....
Some of our guys had taken our gals to their hotel and the rest were gone to our dormitory.....
The people who went along with them to the hotel had said a single point after reaching us that they would feel happy to sleep on the steps of that hotel and not even in the rooms, if the hotel was booked for them........
By this point they want all to note about the hospitality and also the luxury of the hotel........
On the next day we had visited the Elephanta caves which was missed earlier.......on reaching the shore from Elephanta island we decided to have a cup of tea in the iconic hotel Taj....but we were not allowed inside as we did not take the appointment priory......
After getting disappointed with Taj we moved to Oberoi Trident but at that hotel too our wish did not get realistic.........
On being disappointed with these hotels we moved to our hotel and dormitory to take rest as the next day’s plan according to itinerary was to leave for Lonavala and Kandala hill stations.....
As we were in the Bombay for three days…..we had made our girls to stay in the same hotel which had made an invoice of 6600bucks for three days……but we were short of money as we did not expect this…..I had made to use my debit card for the required invoice……
On the next day according to our plan, we reached Kandala and Lonavala hill stations, which was one of the beautiful places I ever watched and we enjoyed very much....
We were halted at a lake near these hill stations, where we had spent much time rejoicing ourselves with the water and later took a risk of trekking a hill........and we successfully climbed the hill and got down safely......even our girls too climbed up safely which was a much significant point to be noted............. !!!!!!!
From Kandala we reached Pune, halted there in a friend’s house and on the next day night we boarded on to the train to Hyderabad and reached safely to Warangal from Hyderabad............
That was one of the most enjoyed trips I ever had and I would be ever grateful to all my mates for such a wonderful memory.........
After some days our 3th semester results were out and by the grace of God my position remained unchanged........!!!
Later I completed my B.tech successfully with a good percentage at the end and made my way to complete M.S in one of the prominent universities of USA.........
After completing my MS I further pursued my PhD in the same institute and returned to India after getting my PhD degree to add a title ‘Dr’ before my name...........
On reaching India, I stayed in my home town for a week and decided to go to Delhi to take coaching for the civils........
I appeared in the aptitude test and got qualified for mains and then to interview..........
I was selected for the civils......and after vigorous training for a period of six months I was posted in my home town Warangal........
As I dreamt before, I had become an administrative officer and the same way as I dreamt, I was brought into an allegation...............
Its accidental or incidental, I was not sure but it was that gal with the name Akshara, who had saved me from the forgery case, as I dreamt in my dream.........
Later the relationship between us was also the same way as I dreamt and she had come to have dinner with an IAS........
At the end of her meal when I offered her butterscotch she said “When it comes to butterscotch, resistance is futile......”
I was bewildered to hear those words from her, as I said those words to her while she was in my dream.....
“Excuse me Krishhh......Why are you looking so shocked?”
“No no Akshara.........just thinking of other thing”
“Yes Krishhh....You are a district magistrate you have so many other things to bother .......”
“Ya...Ya ...absolutely......”
“Okay...Krishhh....I shall leave now and meet you some other time ......Bye......”
“Ya....Bye Akshara.....”
She had come like an angel to rescue me in the case........
As the days passed she had become a very family member of our family and she very often visited my house.......
As the days passed the relationship between this IAS and Akshara got stronger.........
As the job of mine was quite busy, I could not find time to meet her.......but she seldom visited my bureau..........
Being an administrator, I never used the government vehicle for personal life........so when we go out on a bike Akshara used to be in the driver seat and when in car I would be in the driver seat.......
On a fine day, I applied leave to my office as we cannot go on a French leave .......Akshara and I went out for a drive in my own Audi A7 in the heavy down pour.........as we were in the middle of the drive, our car had got spoiled.
It’s arduous for us to come out of the car due to heavy down pour…..
“What we would do?” I asked her.
“Can we try to repair it…..”
“If we go out we should compulsorily get into the rain and we should become wet………”
“Of course ….it will be very good and awesome if we get into the rain…..didn’t you ever try?”
“No…..that will make me suffer from cold if I do so….”
“Oh…..then it’s must that we should go out for the first time experience……” She said and opened the door and got out.
“Hey…Akshara…what are you doing…….it will make you suffer from unnecessary health problems” I shouted.
“No�
�no….I shall not listen to anyone now….” She said and came to my door and gestured me to open the door and pulled me out of the car into the rain….
“Akshara….this is very bad….”
“Krishhh….don’t always be too decent yar, even if you are a strict bureaucrat…..”
“Of course but ……”
“No but nothing….just enjoy the down pour of nature this evening……”
“Okay……Let me check the engine….”
“An IAS checking his engine of his car…..I pity you Krishhh…..”
“Before IAS I am an engineer …..Mind that yar”
“Ohh….Is it so? Great……!!!”
“Ya….But this engineer is not a mechanical to fix this car…..”
“Oh…then what we gonna do this evening….?”
“Thinking of that itself………If I gonna make a call to my office then the car would immediately arrive to pick us but it would become a mess in the media about this ……”
“Yes …that’s true…..I shall make a call to my friend to pick us”
“Ya..This would be better…”
She had made a call to her friend …..We returned home, leaving my beloved car alone in the downside which I never did……
As the days passed, she had become one of the members of my family getting close with them………
On a fine day when I was in my office….she suddenly called me for an appointment…….as generally no one will be allowed into the office without permission…….
“Hello Krishhh…..I am Akshara…”
“Ya….no need of introduction Akshara”
“Oh..Fine….Are you busy right now?”
“Not so busy….What’s the matter?”
“Want to meet you now…….so I requires an appointment….”
“Ya….sure…”
Half an hour later she arrived to my bureau…
“Excuse me…..May I come in…..”
“Yes Akshara please….”
“Is that appointment required for me too?”
“Of course…..its required for anyone Akshara….that is the decorum of the bureau…..even I can’t change that…..”
“Oh…it’s okay…..”
“Ya….What made you come to the office?”
“Want to talk you in the evening Krishhh…..”
“Yes…that’s okay….we shall meet in my residence….”
“Not in residence……in a hotel preferably…..”
“Akshara…..I can’t come to hotel because of some security reasons…..You can come to my home …..I promise for the privacy…..”
“Oh…its okay…..I shall come”
“Ya…..I have a conference right now…I have to leave for that Akshara…..sorry……”
“Ya sure….don’t need your sorry dear collector…!”
“Okay …fine….thank you…meet you in the evening...bye…”
“Bye Krishhh…..”
I attended my conference with the delegates of USA who came to visit the city on a project……
After reaching home, I told my grandpa that Akshara would come to our house…….
Few minutes later my phone rang ……
“Hello…Akshara…..Where are you?”
“Hello Krishhh….Ya, I am at the gate of collector’s residence……”
“At gate….!!!! Why are you there? Can’t you come in?”
“No Krishhh….this security man is stopping me from entering into the house….I think he is newly appointed here……”
“Oh..Is it so?.Please hold the call….I shall make a call to the security centre…..”
I had called to the security centre to make her allow inside……
“Good evening Akshara….” My grandpa wished her.
“Good evening grandpa...” She said.
“Krishhh is in his room…..”
“Okay…..thank you..”
“Excuse me Krishhh….may I come in….”
“Ya Akshara…..with pleasure….That permissions only required in office and I don’t the same at home….”
“Oh…good …..at least you have made us free at home…..thank you God for making him to do so….”
“Oh….Am I that strict?”
“Hey no Krishhh….I was just kidding.”
“Oh..Fine…..You said that you wanna talk something…..right?”
“Ya Krishhh…..”
“Tell me what you wanna tell….”
“Krishhh…..I love you!!!!!”
“What…!!! Love!!! Me!!! ……But actually I don’t believe in that four letter word…..”
“What???!!!!.......”
“Yes….I doesn’t believe in that word and I don’t like to use that word…..”
“Oh...Is it so??!!……okay…..sorry if I had hurt you Krishhh”
“No Akshara….never……”
“Oh…..Thank God……”
“I said never…..not God na??....”
“Oh…..thank you Krishhh…..Is that okay?”
“Ya ..Good gal…”
“Is that my face not so interesting?” She asked.
“Hey....not like that Akshara.....I think the image is only the electrical signal passed by the brain”
The most important sex organ is brain.....
“Ohh....okay.”
“What you gonna take tea….coffee…milk….cool drink….butter scotch???”
“Krishhh…your menu is quite big today…..”
“Ya….”
“Just had horlicks before coming here….so we shall have butter scotch after some time…”
“Ya...”
“Can I post my doubt before you which I had in my mind..”
“Ya…sure….”
“What type of nuptials you gonna make it out?”
“Indisputably arranged …..!!!”
“Is this the reason, why you don’t like that four letter word?”
“No…..not in particular with the reason…”
“Okay….”
“Arranged in the sense with the approval of well wishers on either sides….”
“Oh…okay….”
“Did you ever have a girl…...?”
“No….”
“Okay….”
I observed moisture on her face while asking afore question…….
“You like a girl and if her parents doesn’t accept for your request……What do you then?”
“Akshara…..Are you talking with me or taking an interview of me with a hidden camera somewhere?!!!!”
“Hey no….just casual talks…..”
“I never believe you journalists who keep hidden cameras around!!!”
“Now….I am not in my duty…..never mind”
“Okay….thanks for that apprise”
“Ya…..answer to my question?”
“Ya...About that….I shall request with all my dedication…….that’s what I can make it out and not in any other way….”
“Oh..Good…”
“Ya…Can we have our butterscotch now?”
“Ya…sure…that’s indeed required as the discussion is very hot….”
“Ya…a bit sooo….”
“Thank Krishhh for the ice cream…..”
“Any time Akshara…….”
“Even if you are an IAS I show no reverence on you…..I ever feel about this…”
“Hey…that’s indeed not required Akshara….just be as jovial as you are now…I shall be happy with this”
“Ya ...Sure...”
After having the butterscotch she said “I should leave now, Krishhh, it’s getting late …..”
“Ya……”
As she was about to leave my room I said “Akshara……a small request….”
“Ya…Krishhh….What’s that?” She said and closed the door and returned to me.
“Can I have this Akshara as my better half???”
“……………………………………………�
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I think, my gifted readers can fill that blank of conversation……..
Hope is good thing may be the best of all and good thing never dies..............So I hope you enjoyed the book..........
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Few words……
Guys……..never go around girls, instead go around your professors and your subject, which will indeed fetch you, what you genuinely require………
Most of them think that the former is arduous to do……but once you have profoundly worked on the latter ……the former will look, as if you are searching for a wet sand particle near sea shore………
Afore mentioned also does hold to girls and please make necessary gender changes…….!!!
Don’t compare your life to others, you have no idea what their journey is all about....
Over prepare and then go with the flow.......
THANK YOU………
About the Author
Gopi is debut author with this book pursuing his 3rd year B.Tech ……and very enthusiastic about this book.
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