Muzzooorieeee

Thus begins our mussorie trip... And not without much excitement... Infact 5 hours ago, we were at the brink of canceling the whole plan. The one thing that excited everyone for mussoorie was the mahindras resort, and when i went to print the confirmation today, to my great shock, i discovered that the booking had been made for november 22 and 23. Wow!! Could i really mess it up this much?! Sharada was with me when i made the discovery and to her credit, she was quite cool about it. I probably experienced a million emotions in that instant. Was i really this dumb?!! Why always me?!! And why on this tour everything that could go wrong continued to go wrong :-/ i dreaded telling aashish anish and others that the one thing we'd been looking forward to after our defeat might also not work out. Well, in the end, it has somehow been sorted out and we hv ended up with 3 super delux rooms in the honeymoon inn hotel. :-P the name has already been a talking point in the team. So it ws decided to leave the hostel at 930 pm for hauz khas metro and by ten we bid farewell to the iitd campus. I was surprised to find no one else really senti about leaving (except for anish, though for entirely different reasons :-p ) i, on the other hand felt quite sad to be leaving. Lots of things kept goin through my mind in those final moments of packing. Its really strange how one experiences such contrasting emotions while packing. When in bombay, i was thrilled!! Today, i couldnt bring myself to start packing right until the last moment... All those scenes of inter iit kept playing in my mond .... arriving in the morning and finding those stupid partioning walls in the rooms ... Moving the beds together in aditya and tejas's room only to never really use them... Going out for late night tea ... Sitting in the room with aashish chuun and anish and watching friends... Siting with sharada and sukhada trying to work out kgps doubles ... Even lying on the bed all day sick worrying whether i'd be okay for the quarters ... Making plans to move around delhi ... Going to these boring historic places only to click infi infi pictures ( god knows how many facebook display puc every has now to choose from, though i'd sure miss putting the annual pic with the trophy this time :-( ) ... Am i ever goin to experience all this again?! :-( 
Anyway, digressed a bit there, (still obviously experiencing the post inter iit blues) so our ride from hauz khas to new delhi took about half an hour. I was sitting with anvita and she was on a roll. Some guy was playing music on his cell inside the metro and evidently its not allowed in delhi metros. And this gets anvita started " kaun dhakkan hai ye jo zorr zorr se gaane bajaa raha hai? " " Main zorr se isliye bol rahi hoon ki wo sune aur band kare" this even got the stranger guy next to us laughing :-) at ndls we walked walked and walked to get out of the metro station, then took some time in figuring out which platform the train would be on. Delhi station sucks! For one thing they dont even have proper boards showing which train is on which platform and the overhead walkway is so so high, its a real pain carrying all the luggage up. Our train was on platform 13 ( another unlucky number :-/, i seriously have my fingers crossed literally all the time. I couldnt help wondering if we really were getting on the right train, only when the TT left after checking the tickets did i breathe a sigh of relief) 
We celebrated anish's bday on the train. Once Again, thanx to my (and aashish's) lack of foresight, we didnt have a knife to cut the cake. Jugaad to the rescue and after a rather sombre celebration, junta started getting ready to sleep. Sharada took her usual infi time to get the cleanest sheet, pillow and blanket and then setting up her berth. Anish pretended to be asleep barely minutes after cutting the cake. Guess he's still very sad about leaving vasudha. Aashish and aditya waited quite patiently while sharada had her fun with the bed before going up on their berths. Poor anvita was left waiting for ghaziabad to come as the TT had given the berth to some other guy till ghaziabad ... And now as i write this, someone has really farted a bad bad one :-/ :-/ why is this the only time i dont have a blocked nose!!