Finally... after weeks of procrastinating and several requests from Arjun KG, here it is... the 1st blogpost as a part of the series.. "The CHINA trip". (This blogpost wont be covering ANYTHING about China... Nor will it be funny or impressive... Sorry :P) 7 days... 7 blogposts. :)
August 2nd.
I wake up. We leave tonight!! Yay!. I look around to see if Vishal shares the excitement but find him sleeping. Damn.
Then, I realize that I havent started packing yet. Ah.. who cares. Lemme go research. I run to the computer and hurriedly prepare my defense for Channel 4's video about Sri Lanka's "killing fields". Unfortunately, this leads me on into a million controversies which I had to prepare defenses for. Again, I cursed myself for opting to be the delegate of Sri Lanka in SOCHUM, especially with the Tamil crisis just ending.
Wait. Done. The ultimate answer to all questions about Honor Killing and The Commercial sex industry ( my 2 topics for the MUN). "The Delegate of Sri Lanka would like to state that the country is suffering from a post-war crisis and will promise that the situation will be take care of once the country limps back to normalcy".
I smile and feel proud of myself. I look at the clock... shit!!! 10 0 clock!!
After a quick bath and quicker breakfast, I rush to school to register some dabba local debate competition.The ego kicked in. I enter the school half hoping that I wouldnt have to go to XI C to meet Dino.
I quickly run to the reception. "Can you tell me where Dino maam would be?!"
I got a stare, before I realized my mistake. "Uhm... Geetha Kumari maam". I closed my eyes and prayed that it wouldnt be XI C.
"XI C"
Damn... As I turned around, I noticed Akshay Natteri (We'll be calling him Nattri for the rest of the series) who had also come for the debate registration. Some company... pah!. We quickly ran up the stairs and moved to the classroom. "Ex-CUSE me Maaaam!"
Thegirls students of the class turn around and look in awe (tee hee). I quickly finish the registration and run back down, ready to go home and start packing, but am informed that I'll have to sit for half an hour at a meeting conducted by the principal for interact club members and election-winners.
Groaning, I walk in but light up at the sight of Akshara and Sneha (again... tee hee). I look around to see who else won. Venkat Nath!
After the longest half an hour in my life, I started home again... finally.
After reluctantly letting Vishal use the comp for research, I made sure my USDs, my passport, tickets, school ID Card were all safe. I quickly put my mobile phone on charge and start listening to ERBOH on the laptop.
The clock strikes 3. Packing. After hours of searching for formal clothes, casuals, underwear (:P) and the like, Packing was over at around 7.
After a bit of relaxed driving, and heavy traffic, We realize we might miss the plane. Tension.
My car driver suddenly became Schumacher and we reached in the nick of time.
Introducing... the delegates!! Shravan Ram (Shaven) , Nattri, Vishal, Badri, Tarun, and myself. And ofcourse, the teacher Jujila maam.
Leave it to Nattri to start an addiction. The "Dei, lets go to China da" addiction was incurable and we found ourselves saying it every 5 seconds. Ofcourse, variations were made... "Dei, let's go to Bangalore da" , "Dei lets go to the plane da" and even "Dei lets go to the toilet da".
*Facepalm*
We took a uneventful flight to Bangalore Airport and had to wait there for 4 hours.
We Waited.
_______________________________
End of August 2... sorry :P
Random event.
We're all seated in the plane and Maam says "Everyone check if you have your e-tickets and passports".
We all check but Badri starts screaming "Maam, maam, MA'AM!!!!"
"WHAT?! what happened?!"
"Maam, lets go to Hong Kong, Maam"
August 2nd.
I wake up. We leave tonight!! Yay!. I look around to see if Vishal shares the excitement but find him sleeping. Damn.
Then, I realize that I havent started packing yet. Ah.. who cares. Lemme go research. I run to the computer and hurriedly prepare my defense for Channel 4's video about Sri Lanka's "killing fields". Unfortunately, this leads me on into a million controversies which I had to prepare defenses for. Again, I cursed myself for opting to be the delegate of Sri Lanka in SOCHUM, especially with the Tamil crisis just ending.
Wait. Done. The ultimate answer to all questions about Honor Killing and The Commercial sex industry ( my 2 topics for the MUN). "The Delegate of Sri Lanka would like to state that the country is suffering from a post-war crisis and will promise that the situation will be take care of once the country limps back to normalcy".
I smile and feel proud of myself. I look at the clock... shit!!! 10 0 clock!!
After a quick bath and quicker breakfast, I rush to school to register some dabba local debate competition.
I quickly run to the reception. "Can you tell me where Dino maam would be?!"
I got a stare, before I realized my mistake. "Uhm... Geetha Kumari maam". I closed my eyes and prayed that it wouldnt be XI C.
"XI C"
Damn... As I turned around, I noticed Akshay Natteri (We'll be calling him Nattri for the rest of the series) who had also come for the debate registration. Some company... pah!. We quickly ran up the stairs and moved to the classroom. "Ex-CUSE me Maaaam!"
The
Groaning, I walk in but light up at the sight of Akshara and Sneha (again... tee hee). I look around to see who else won. Venkat Nath!
After the longest half an hour in my life, I started home again... finally.
After reluctantly letting Vishal use the comp for research, I made sure my USDs, my passport, tickets, school ID Card were all safe. I quickly put my mobile phone on charge and start listening to ERBOH on the laptop.
The clock strikes 3. Packing. After hours of searching for formal clothes, casuals, underwear (:P) and the like, Packing was over at around 7.
After a bit of relaxed driving, and heavy traffic, We realize we might miss the plane. Tension.
My car driver suddenly became Schumacher and we reached in the nick of time.
Introducing... the delegates!! Shravan Ram (Shaven) , Nattri, Vishal, Badri, Tarun, and myself. And ofcourse, the teacher Jujila maam.
Leave it to Nattri to start an addiction. The "Dei, lets go to China da" addiction was incurable and we found ourselves saying it every 5 seconds. Ofcourse, variations were made... "Dei, let's go to Bangalore da" , "Dei lets go to the plane da" and even "Dei lets go to the toilet da".
*Facepalm*
We took a uneventful flight to Bangalore Airport and had to wait there for 4 hours.
We Waited.
_______________________________
End of August 2... sorry :P
Random event.
We're all seated in the plane and Maam says "Everyone check if you have your e-tickets and passports".
We all check but Badri starts screaming "Maam, maam, MA'AM!!!!"
"WHAT?! what happened?!"
"Maam, lets go to Hong Kong, Maam"
