An amazing turnover from the regular routine,
Tensions were gone with the rotating wheels...
A traveller-our temporary home,
A bunch of people , crazy like storm...
Known Unknown-we din't bother,
Danced, jumped and hopped-altogether...
Tempo traveller bouncing with speed breakers,
And us laughing out loud at non-sense banters...
Be it the thousand steps that we climbed,
Or be it the valeys that we rolled,
Be it the warmth of the campfire on the chilly night,
Or be it the company of VAT 69 , fully geared and tight...
Every single second was a priceless present,
Left us lost with those lingering moments...
Left right left marching up and down,
With empty stomach ; but still no frown...
Atop jeepsy, swaying in the open air,
And darshan deftly changing the gear...
Sunset on sandy beach,
Eccentric snap shots,
Fiddling with "kingfisher" bottles,
Chasing a handsome jogger,
Going zuiiiii.... like Shoib Akhtar.
"MACHA HUDUGI MACHA, MACHA SUPER HUDUGI MACHA"-
our most hackneyed phrase,
Eyes fixed in a constant gaze,
At bomb-shells, bikini babes,
And hudugis more interested in their shapes...
The heady atmosphere got us all high,
that bathing in trinity,
getting ready "SHARTLY"...
A new year on road,
The mood and the mortley crowd,
The exact five minutes of dancing,
EVERYTHING WAS JUSS SO AMAZING :)
Note- 'Hudugi' is a kannada word,which means 'girl'.. and
'Darshan' is one my frnds
