I landed here at 10:30 a.m., reached campus by 11:45 a.m., had a nice lunch in the mess (yes) with a couple of guys who were already here, and that’s when we decided that we should go to the Mulshi Dam in the evening.
Nishant had Regil’s car, so we were going to pool in for the fuel and drive down to this place which is about 50 kms from our campus (The taluka of the village I live in is Mulshi only). So, Venky, Kausik, Nishant, I, and my camera with the new lens (:D) took off around 4:30 p.m.
From the moment I sat in the car, it was fun non-stop. I had not laughed that much in ages!! So much so that I lost count of the number of times I lost my breath while laughing.
We never got to the Dam. Instead, we stopped at Mulshi Lake a few kms before the Dam. It was much prettier. And obviously more serene too. The water was absolutely clean and made the most musical sounds. We walked over a few slippery rocks to reach a perfect point to sit for the next hour or so. We enjoyed silence, and we talked a lot too. I clicked my pictures as well. 🙂
On our way back, we first had bhuttas. Then we stopped at Pirangut (a small village) for vada pav and bhel. And then we headed straight to Dhole Patil Road in the city for dinner. These guys wanted to try something new, so we went to a place called Southern Spice which serves authentic Mallu food. Yours truly was obviously most apprehensive because she cannot try new food. But she was brave! Appam with veg khorma, and payesam. Not bad, I say. But that’s only because of the company I had. 😀 Oh, I had to confirm with Venky that south Indians like to enjoy their food in peace because every time I burst out laughing, everybody in the restaurant turned around and looked at me. It was a little awkward, but I was too happy to bother. Our Tam-Bengali-Gujarati-Punjabi combo was also turning out to be fun. Venky ko sikhaya gaya ‘kutte ki maut marna’, and Kausik & I learnt ‘vaa pollam‘. 😀 Nishant is a Gujarati Shah, but has lived in Chennai for long. So non-stop ‘machan‘ punctuated the entire drive too.
Then we heard stories about spirits from Nishant. He believes in them. Kausik does not. Uff! The sarcasm running through my blood felt alive yesterday.
Meri dosti kameeni…
Mere yaar bhi kaminey…
Ik dil se dosti ki…
Ye huzoor bhi kaminey…
7 thoughts on “A Drive in the Sahyadris”
sahi hai yaar… feel aa gaya read karke.. there's something beautiful about an unplanned trip,the echoes of laughter rings a cheerful bellmusic was produced as the water hit the rocksthe sun was setting in the distant west,but it left a trail of shimmer,in every ripple it brilliantly shone.
you travels the ways the i wants and likes to the travels !!!this is very goods and I don't know what else to say 🙂
Dadu,Mere ko to ye chhotu trip maar ke feel aa gaya. :)And these are some lovely words stringed together. I like. 🙂Prashant, :DYou don't know what else to say.. therefore the extra Ss? :POh, and btw, these guys called me the no frill girl. Teeheee!! 😀
Arre wah.. new lens… mubarak ho!Solid masti, haan?
Thanku thanku! Yep… full on masti! 😀
Aarbee unleashed..Life's so beautiful when u suddently make an unplanned trip..walk a tangent and live the moment..unbound and free.. ^~^Nice compositions girl,and yeah..that smile of yours can light many a day.Tcare 🙂
Thanks, Deepti. 🙂