Day V

i woke up early that day as compared to past 4 days... not only me, but everybody... because that morning we were leaving for trekking, we had to pack our stuff into the rucksack that were alloted to us and shift our main luggage to another tent... that day, behind us, the next batch was to come, we had to empty our tents for them... ta-da

so this morning, unlike other dawns, we were more energetic, running here and there... once we were done packing, we took our rucksacks, to the baddi court, lol, the lawn made badminton court, there, a mat was laid down which had all the food items that we were suppose to carry... 

i had, about 5 packets of  tiger(glucose) biscuits, the britannia cake packets and tins of baked sausages... and i was carrying my own water bottle... on the whole, amongst 18 todoos, mine was the lightest rucksack, hahahahahaha...however very heavy for me... mayank had the heaviest rucksack, ever! :-P

before leaving we had 2 glasses of water, CC took a picture of the Toddoos! yeah!!! :)

as we trekked upto the road, i could feel the weight if rucksack killing... and all i could say to myself was ''babe, its just the beginning..." 

we were transported from the camp site to the Khooni Ghat, via the cattle truck... Khooni Ghat was our starting point... 

as we began our trekking, Navven sir told us to tighten the band around our waist, he tightened the grip at my shoulders so that the weight is well distributed... however, the beginning suckedd, BIG TIME!!! it was steep... after every 5minutes i would stop... i would be outta breath... i was glad that kuber sir was walking with me... after 15 minutes the way became hell steep and narrow... awful... on the way, i became so freaking tired, i simply threw my rucksack down.. not down the hill but on the ground... i wanted to give right there and then... from then only, harshita wasnt trekking with me... she was way ahead... about 30 minutes later our first water point came... river, that is... we refilled our bottle, i splashed the chilling water on my face... e all were bathing in sweat... hun, it became even worse...

we were enlightened to know that to reach the Gujjar Hut, the first destination for pitching the tent, we had to cross 5 more river crossings, that is 5 another water points.. for the whole trekking of 3 days we were also handed a survival kit. which contained almonds, raisins, rasna sachets and eclairs... 

at our 3rd resting point, near a river only, ishan made rasna in his water bottle... poor guy didnt read the instructions which read ''add sugar''... we tried it, and it was the most horrible thing i have ever had... then started the thing for taking rasna shots... one by one, we started opening up rasna sachets, took the orange powder in our palms and took it in... ha!! it was freaking sour... and ruined the taste in my mouth... 

after that resting point, the trekking became WORSE!!!!!!!!!!! it was horrible... our instructors left us... that was rude.. the way was not that steep, however very confusing, trees all over the place, pine needles on the floor... the pine needles were the main reason that made the trekking very hard for they are so slippery, that once you fall, they poke in your ass and that hurtsss!!! hahaha... i didnt fall!! lucky me! :))

at one point we were soo lost that harshita had to take out her whistle to confirm the way... on one of the river crossings the stone was soo slippery i fell bad... :( 

somehow, just SOMEHOW, stuggling. with dry throats we reached the place... and that place was nice... we reached there at like 12ish... owkay we included harshita, richita, mayank, anupam,me... and few more!! else, many of them had reached before us!! we reached, slammed the rucksack on the floor and simply fell on the ground... never been so desperate to rest... our instructors had already pitched their tents... 

we found the water point was few metres away... between the rocks, there was a lil water fall, from where we collected the water... the place was flat land, only a lilttle of where we had pitched our tents was flat, or else, there was uphill way on one side, water point and a lil of jungle on the other side and else, there was only baren land full of naked trees on the other direction which belonged to girls to do their job and the jungle near the water point area was for the guys to do their job...

before we laid our tents, we laid all the food we were carrying on a mat... we had our packed lunch... and then, we finally did laid pur tents... and then, in the mid of afternoon, everone was lying outside, bored, some talking, some into themselves, i was watching harshita and ashray talking joined by rohan, anupam and i would speak in between... 

someone came up with this idea of playing truth and dare... that day i saw the ''horny'' and ''vulgar'' version of truth and dare, which made me back off from the game, however enjoy the show... 

1st was anupam... he got the dare to do ''a sixer dance''...what guts, he did...

2nd was harshita... kartikay was suppose to give her a dare... shivani gave her one... shivani asked her to give a lap dance... and then she added, ''lap dance to a girl"... harshi gave her look and was like, ''kartikay is the one to give dare...''. he asked her to do 5 pull-ups!! hrahsita, did them, mangaed to do them, somehow... and the reaction what kartikay gave... ''those were not pullups... you were making sex postions..."

cheap!!

and following that... Bharat got a dare to Hump a tree!! HUMP A TREE!!!! that sucks!!

and then there were few kissing dares... luckily, kissing on the cheeks.... anupam late on got the dare to give a BLOW JOB TO HIS MIDDLE FINGER!!!!!!!!!!! goddd... anupam, i swear, you have got guts, dude... you have the courage AND good sportamanship spirit... lol!! :-P

the ultimate show was when, Shivani (she's just in NINTH!!!!!!!!) got the dare to do a pole cum tree dance... we thought that she wont do... but she's a pro, mann... a complete PRO!!! she did the pole dancing, shaking and moving her ass, her and there, i dunno about the girls, the guys had the ulimate and a better show than they must have seen in the movies... ha!!!

after the truth and dare, round, these guys were deciding what to play... either ''7 minutes of heaven'' (guess on your own, what is this!!) OR ''spin the bottle" ... 

once it was 4ish, the cooking business started... even though i had volunteered for cooking, shivani was like ''i'll cook the macroni... and its gonna be amazing... i swear, that it'll be the best macroni you have ever eaten in your life..." the result was completely opposite of what she claimed... sad... 

she started chopping the onions, while bharat cooked the soup... soup was an evening luxury... 

before all this, we found out, that miss.shivani with few of her gang peeps, finished namkeen packet and biscuit packet... so i opened up the britannia cake packet... so it was then the fight for food sparked...

prbably it was there only the first tin of halaal was finished... rather stolen and then eaten by the guys... halaal chorrr!!! :P:P

the macroni was a disaster and in my words, only 0.1% edible.. behind the macroni packets, the instructions are given... over smart, i-know-everything lady, shivani added 3packets of tomato puree (requires only 1), she finished one cheese spread out of two and 1 myonise bottle out of two, as well...our 50% of food was gone... rather wasted... ishaan and shivani had a huge fight.. after the macroni experience everyone somehow started disliking shivani... i thought she was a desperate soul... sad... :-P

before it got dark, we got the water, many of them did their jobs, macroni makes you shit more... for a moment the scene was, everyone searching for toilet paper... hahaha!!

torches were out... and then the series of ghost started... and they were scary... horrifying.. so in the second one... naveen sir started ''can you see the wood logs lying there... there, lived..." watever after that, i had my fingers on my ears and i had my head on harshita, i took a 7 mins nap... i didnt hear anymore if that horror tale... for naveen sir had sacred us enough... we all were making noise and naveen sir was like noises and songs attract ghosts and then suddenly at the horizon of the other mountain a light started glowing... 

since i didnt hear to that story... we 5, diya, shardooli, mithali, harshita and me slept in one tent... it was pretty warm inside.even though i didnt hea to naveen sir, the darkness got me, i didnt sleep in the corner..i had mithali on one side and harshita on the other, diya slept next to harshita and shardooli the brave one was next to mithali.. i was tired, so that helped me fall asleep easily on top of that, i was lucky, for i didnt hear that ghost story...

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sunday and mondayy... good dayss... gone by... lol... 

on sunday, i woke up to my mum's voice, ''arushi, get up, already... dad's unpacking stuff..'' ha... dad bought like 5-6tees for sakshi and me,ofcourse on share and care... a guitar giude, which was a big surprise... and also 2 pairs of lowers, including a pair of Levi denims...

the day went nice, and boring... lazying around that is!! in the evening saloni and me went outside in the colony... we did our gossip...

yesterday, the aerobic was fun... i'd lazy around as usual, nothing special, chatting for hours...my mood wasnt that good. when i asked, i was given ''yes'' as a reply for ''do i sound depressed?'' and thus, i decided to retreat to isloation no more checking FB or orkut, i just wanna be alone, however i'll have myself enjoy the luxury of blogging and messenger! :)... saloni and me somehow have become good friends now, that again we'd spend the evening together!! :))

Bye-Bye Bua, Belly Dance... n Much More...

When she used to live is States, her every visit to India used to be special. Everyone excited at home, so many preparations and especially when me and cousins being kids used to be excited about the presents she would get for us! 5 years back, Bua was transferred to Bangalore, India.  Thanks to her I got to sit on an aeroplane for the first time and that was Me and my Grandma who went to Bangalore in 2004. Their Bangalore house was a palace, huge so many rooms and their roof was the best... I remember everything from my trip...I still miss the friends I'd made there and Bua's neighbour who was in her 70s however befriended me and we did swimming together... After two years, Bua shifted to Chennai, Tamil Nadu. Thanks to her I got the confidence to travel alone. The Chennai House was beautiful too, again another palace... After almost spending 2 years in Chennai Bua came to Gurgaon that is like NCR, that is like being next door, neighbour!!! Furthermore it became a daily affair to meet bua, as though she had been living with us forever. Nightstays at Bua's place were a luxury, comfortable and the most outrageous experiences. Even though we would do nothing, just relax but the atmosphere around and especially living in one of the most beautiful houses on this earth, what better you want...I would miss playing carom or cards or crossword with bua, watching pictures, and working on her Imac... well I sound selfish but the kind of experiences I'd have with bua, hanging out with her were really fun...and I'll miss that... Last night Bua and Uncle left for Boston. I cried, I felt bad... I was wishing that somehow we could spend more  family time :)

It was a surprise and seemed completely impossible that Bua would one day actually be next door...!! awesome fun.. Bua I'll miss you, hope you have great time in US, and hope I'll come to visit you soon!! :D

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Today was my first belly dance class , at the Banjara School of Belly Dance. I went half hearted for the class because I feared that it might turn out to be lame like all the earlier classes I had gone to at various other dance institutions!! However I came very happy, excited and with more desperation to learn Belly Dancing... my instructor's name's Meher. She showed us few moves which were so fantastic which assured me that Yes! she is professional... There were like 15 students, rather I should call ladies, because I was the youngest amongst them. The one elder to me was in 1st year college. Meher told me that I'm picking up pretty fast, that made me more confident about what I was doing... Plus we even started with the choreography. The performance is in September and the theme is ''Belly-wood'' that is belly dancing with the touch of bollywood. So our batch is learning the moves on Kajrare. Exciting!! And now it makes me impatient for the nest class!!  Yeahpie!!!!

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In the evening today, we're going to the 50th birthday party of one the friends of my parents...Hopefully I'm gonna wear a dress!

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I haven't found a Guitar instructor as yet. This does not make me feel terrible or sad but disappointed that it extends the number of days I'll be practicing on my own without any supervision telling me whether I'm doing it correctly or not! It's OK, though!

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Indian Premier League is starting today... but no match of Delhi Dare-devil, so I don't think I'll be watching it!! :)

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and that's it... I don't think there's much to do except clean many of my shelves... that's a headache... I started with a new book that My sister issued from the library ''Stick or Twist'' by Eleanor Moran. Moreover, I simply skipped the first three parts of Twilight and simply read the 4th part for I knew the most of the story... from my personal experience don't read it, it sucks, however it is better than a sleeping tablet :P and that's it! Tomorrow's Sunday and hope it is as great as the last one!! :)