the tour that was all fun n frolic...

In my last post i have mentioned about the lovely tour to munnar.I enjoyed it so much that i thought it would be justice served in a platter only if i can type something about it here in my very own world.the tour to munnar started very colorfully because of the fact that we were allowed to be in casuals for the 1st time in the otherwise wrecked college 1st year life.This in itself set the mood up and all of a sudden the talkatives,silent folks and the rest too slowly but surely stepped into the room of enjoyment.we had our lunch and we started the tour after a prayer.it was a ritual which is not my cup of tea but it has always been carried out whenever i have been on a tour.the bus buzzed up as we travelled around say a dozen kms.the gals started singing,the north indian friends,the hindi knowing mallu friends kickstarted the campaign by singing a few songs.we were(like usual)sitting in the last row of the bus and were simply warming up ourselves.the anthaksari mode turned on as everybody started singing some foottapping numbers in their own voices.All of a sudden SPBs and Shreya Ghosals were increasing in leaps and bounds as the fever spread epidemically.All of a sudden i was forcefully evacuated from my place and the leader of the trip took me alongwith him to the front and asked me to sing tamil songs.I went there all alone and i was say like threatened to sing and i had to.I was not allowed to be accompanied by my tamil speaking friends too.I felt very reluctant and shy but then i knew i should not disappoint the entirity there who were simply looking at me to start.So i started singing(or whatever u name it) a few gaana kinda songs.I was feeling happy with the kind of care and encouragement that were showered on me.it was a nice trip.the gals felt a bit less amused to speak with us,but ya we knew that they would be like that certainly for how we had been till then.We were introduced to a tent life for 3days.I just loved it as i knew it was something that caught me unawares and something that happens once in a lifetime.We had a wonderful team of neighbours to whom we spoke for the first time.The class started to loosen up in the first day itself with activities and games and the romantic climate set up a wonderful campfire mood ready to be occupied with fun.The guitarist of the class set the tone by his amazing skills and to set the party ablaze a few started singing a few peppy numbers.It was a nicetime but i loved my first campfire in coorg with my ug mates better because we were dancing to the compositions that were made by rajas and rahmans.nevertheless it was an effort that was really appreciable.The next morning sun welcomed us and a couple of naughty brat girls were beating up every guy who came a bit late for breakfast.I got my share too.Then we went onto play a few games,i even got my first time opportunity of leading a team.Nobody cared about the individual losses but everybody were very sportive and were complimenting each other well.we made our own boats and did a nice boating.This again was an one time opportunity for sure.I enjoyed it thoroughly.The campfire the second day was good again but numbers started reducing soon and so the think tank came up with an idea of asking pairs to comeup and dance/sing.I was paired with a girl with whom i was doing my horrible dancing too.The photograph taken after the dance was a classic.It's a favourite of mine.We did some trekking and some photoshoots too.The girls from Tamilnadu felt so reluctant to come and ask us for a joint photograph because of the treatment that they had meted out before from us.It wasnt a good experience for them speaking to us before that.Eventually they approached and we happily obliged too.We took photographs with most of the class and of course with the special ones too.Then we were returning back to the college.This time i was asked by a girl who was sitting before me, to sing a melody song.So we thought of lighting up the bus with some songs which was half asleep and tired.we knew that we guys who always roamed together dint do justice to the enjoyment of the class.So we four of guys agreed to sing and dance and we had company.A few girls and some real good friends came together and we started enjoying ourselves.People starting contributing a lot with a lot suggestions and songs that were to be sung.we had a real good time out there and then i was overwhelmed with ecstacy when a north indian friend of mine who dint understand a word of what i shouted as 'o podu,nalla podu' said he enjoyed the ooooos and the other rhythms that we sang.We made everybody happy and feel good.That was very satisfactory infact.the class began to gel up well after that.facebook and orkut got new acclaims that pgdm 19c is the best kinda msgs...We simply were the best set of friends around then and i enjoyed being part of such a good tour with such good friends...thanx all for some wondeful memories to trackback and cherish...