Roadtrip to Awesome Pondicherry: Day 2

(Sorry for the delay in posting with the next post as I was held up with many stuff at my end, but yes I am finishing what I started.)

Day 2:

We had planned to get up early on the day 2, so that we can explore Pondicherry as much as possible. Well the time we got out of lodge it was 10 am. Then an hour for breakfast, to avoid any risk with our tummy we din’t try any new or local food. Instead we went for the industry standard idli, off course the coconut chutney was amazing. Made our stand up meeting, err sit down meeting to plan up what all to do, as we got a whole day. We decided to go to Auroville first, later get beached. Yay !!!

After some half tea, we got on the famous ECR (East Coast Road, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/East_Coast_Road ) which runs parallely to the Bay of Bengal. With our Sun Glasses on, we hit the road (Off course, we were in flashback for Udupi and NH 17).

We reached Auroville, the universal town. Yes, kinda our universal app, its the universal town where people from around the world live in harmony. You can check with the Auroville wiki link for more http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auroville

Okay, Auroville was build with set of 4 ground rules, (got this from Wiki Link)
1. Auroville belongs to nobody in particular. Auroville belongs to humanity as a whole. But to live in Auroville, one must be the willing servitor of the Divine Consciousness.
2. Auroville will be the place of an unending education, of constant progress, and a youth that never ages.
3. Auroville wants to be the bridge between the past and the future. Taking advantage of all discoveries from without and from within, Auroville will boldly spring towards future realisations.
4. Auroville will be a site of material and spiritual researches for a living embodiment of an actual Human Unity.

Road to Auroville
Road to Auroville
Finally at Auroville
Finally at Auroville

Strolled Auroville a bit, there were couple of boutiques, an awesome restaurant and few shops for handicrafts and other things. In one of the boutiques, there were amazing handicrafts on display, unique designs, boys bought some designer candles. After that, we just wandered around to explore the much heard place. Later we figured out that we ran out of time for the visit to Matru Mandir as it was Sunday. The timings to visit Matru Mandir was until 12.30 pm during Sundays.

We were disappointed for not making to Matru mandir, anyways we got enough time to explore the Pondicherry. Got cheered up after stopping for a quick smoke and tea, started again on the ECR. We entered Pondi in own style, explored town centre, later ended up at the beach. Figured out, the Pondi is built in terms of blocks and every road leads to the beach, great thought !!!. The town has a decent infrastructure, but you gotta see the style of building architectures, pretty awesome. Most of them had french ques, off course it was ruled by french before Indian Independence. Continue reading “Roadtrip to Awesome Pondicherry: Day 2”

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Roadtrip to Awesome Pondicherry: Day 2

Road Trip To Gadag.

Guys, big GRIN on my face while writing this post. This post is bout the road trip  from Udupi to Gadag on my Unicorn. I and Shaanib went for the road trip. Shaanib is my senior in office,  he is a nice chap. He rides bike like hell, I get goose bumps whenever I sit behind him.

The trip was done on April 30. The route we took was like this, Udupi – Kundapur – Marvanthe – Bhatkal – Honnavar – Jog Falls (Yes, Jog falls) – Sirsi – Mundgod – Hubli – Gadag.

I am just writing the events, which happened in the series.

April 30:

I got up at 5.30 (Slept at around 2, after some office stint), did namaz. Had freaking cold bath, and took all the required documents and went to Shaanib’s place. Even he was ready, looked at time, it was already 6.40.

Went to Hotel Khushi (its near office), had tea and started the trip, reset the trip meter.

And here we Go..!!!

Project RoadTrip to Gadag:

Number of Resources: 2.

Name of the Resources: Shaanib M I (nick name “Damn Rossi”) & Mohsin (It’s “Me”).

Devices: Honda Unicorn.

Effort Estimated: 8 hours.

Project Duration: 1 day.

I rode 1st, started the bike. Felt something different, as we started to move. Fully charged up, in no time we crossed Santhekatte, and I saw the open road. Dude, it’s NH 17. It’s my one of the favorite road. As we left in the morning there was less traffic, and throughout the road there is lot of greenery. And we encountered loads of bridges. Uni was just cruising in-terms of 80. Believe me, you get nice feeling when you are around 60 – 80 in my bike. Uni is damn stable, cruises like hell. (Vin, I know R1, I agree… But I had Uni for this road trip).

Rode for a few min, saw bike trip odo it was already saying some 25. We looked at the sky, clouds started to gather on NH. I was worried bout what next. Thought if it rains we will stop at Kundapur. I just prayed not to rain. In no time we crossed Kundapur, once we crossed Kundapur clouds started to disappear and we saw the sunshine. God answered ma prayers :-). Reached Kamat Upachar near Marvanthe, had breakfast. I think Shaanib loved it.

Marvanthe Beach: This beach is beside NH 17, which stretches along the highway for 2 kms or something. So these are the snaps.

Marvanthe Beach
Marvanthe Beach
Road ahead, the NH 17 is beside the beach...
Road ahead, the NH 17 is beside the beach...
All smiles, still journey is there...
All smiles, still journey is there...
Uni looks solid here...
Uni looks solid here...
Its me...
Its me...

Bhatkal: After some break in Marvanthe (Shaanib tried for roadies stunt), we reached Bhatkal. Went Anjuman Engg College, this is where Shaanib did his B.E. So our old man went to his college, Continue reading “Road Trip To Gadag.”

Road Trip To Gadag.

yet another lafda: This time with cops

Dude, we got screwed up this time badly. What to say, this happened to us last weekend. I am not taking any names of my friends who got involved in this. Will just use the initials.

 It was friday, around 10 p.m Mr A calls me to come to Hotel Aishwarya (It’s a hotel like Maharaja during BEC days.). Then I went to Aishwarya to meet friends; there were 3 people, Mr A, Mr P and Mr N. They finished their dinner (of-course with drinks), they were half drunk (you can say it as out) but my friends have great capacity they can control themselves.

They payed bill and we all came out, and I was planning for Tea at Santhekatte, then Mr A got a solid idea, to go to Malpe Beach. I was like fuck off dude, as it was already 12 and these days at night police are in a strict vigil, but as usual we all agreed for the beach and left for beach after buying a KF tin from Aishwarya.

I was feeling something like we get intercepted with police. I said to others, they were like “Chal re, last week we had gone there nothing happened”. Then we started towards Malpe at 12.15 a.m. And these days damn cold here at night. While riding, I can say that I was shaking terribly due to cold.

Reached beach in 10 min, and we parked our bikes in a well-lit place. So that If anyone wanted to know they could look at bikes. We started our chat, smoke and booze.

Suddenly a vehicle buzzed of, we thought police but it was a tempo. And we again continued our rituals. After 15 mins, we saw a vehicle coming to beach. We were thinking of some bus or tempo this time. But it was different and my nightmare came true. It was a police jeep and it halted near our bikes.

“Damn”, I said and we all went towards them. Mr A and P started to fight whether to throw the tin (beer) or no, finally they threw. We reached the place there were two cops.

Cop 1 “Documents please..!!!”

We don’t have sir…!!” A and me said in synchronous.

Cop 2 “Show us some ID proof”, ID proof that to during 1 a.m. Man where we got stuck.

We had our ID proof and gave to Cop 2, he took the ID’s calmly and kept those in his jeep and they started to move. They said to collect ID’s from the station tomorrow.

Fuck, station..?? Man, we were like freaked, screwed, adrenaline pumping… Finally we started to justify saying blah blah.. This that, but cop started to say bout “Bhayotpadane (terrorism)…” thank you sir..!!

Cop2 started to use slang, I..?? “Theek hai sir, mere dost log isse zyada mere pe gaali marte hain”. Continue reading “yet another lafda: This time with cops”

yet another lafda: This time with cops