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7 Days To Fall In Love For Dummies

For the past few days some sweet yet strange messages have been finding their way into my phone. Sweet because they are actually sweet and strange because they all share a peculiar feature among them. They all end with a “HAPPY BLAH-BLAH DAY”.God knows where I was living these 20 years for I never heard of these BLAH-BLAH days before. Maybe they were made by some hopelessly romantic couple in the last one year, or maybe it is just one of the many side-effects of getting into an institution like IIT. 😀

So these established romantic couples devised a way for others to enter into their league. “7 days to fall into love for dummies”. Follow the rules for each day and you ll be one of them. An established romantic committed couple, who live in their own dreams, have their own world which is all perfect.So let me give you a tour of these 7 steps to get (into ;)) a girlfriend. But a warning, before any practical implementation, be sure to have someone to save you in case you get bankrupt. 😀

7 Days To Fall in Love For Dummy Boys:

PROLOGUE: You begin the hunt for your gal. Lets call her SUBJECT. You first check your budget. Multiply it by the standard hottness to money ratio, to get the range of hottness in which your subject should fall. Then based on your hottness range, you start hunting for your subject. In confusion, toss a coin. Remember your subject’s friend always appears hotter, so dont get fooled.Choose wisely.

1. Rose Day:- Maybe when god was distributing fragrance to each of his creations, ROSE stole our share. Thats why it smells so good, and we so bad.(Now if you dont believe me, just put your nose into your armpits,:D). And thats why we boys send(give) it to the gals as a messenger sent to the king of an enemy territory. If the king is short-tempered, hard luck for the ROSE else its a good luck for you. In either case, the ROSE is dead, either trampled under the feet of the lady or dehydrated in her hands or hairs.

So the rule of this day is you have to give a rose to your subject. So you give rose to the subject.The more the better. Bonus points if you could afford a little adventure for that bunch of roses, and extra bonus if you could afford a cut from the thorns.

2. Propose Day:- If your reading this then I assume yesterday worked well and you are not in any hospital. :D. So today is propose day. This officially gives your subject the right on your purse. Preparations for this day includes a decent dress, lots of perfume(thnx to the rose scandal at the beginning of the world), some love quotes memorised by heart(google them, I am not good at it) and infinite number of other stuffs based on ur innovation and your budget. Bonus points if you make your own love song and extra bonus if you buy some souveniers which she likes(theres high probability of this extra bonus as your subject usually likes anything for free).

3. Chocolate Day:- I am sure the creators of these days were heavily bribed by the companies like cadbury and nestle for today is the chocolate day.Now its your chance or if you want to call it privilege to bribe your subject. Theres only one rule for this day, “BADA AND BRANDED HAI TO BEHTAR HAI.” ;). So the choice is yours, but consult your financer before investing. 😛

4. Teddy Day:- The problem with the chocolates is that by the time you are reading this step, its traces wont even remain in your subject’s body. There should be something tangible. Something she could show her friends and let them know how hot she is. So the Teddy Day got invented which is ofcourse today. The rule for this day is, “CUTER AND MEHENGA HAI TO BEHTAR HAI.” And ya, dont forget to not remove the price tag before giving her. 😛

5. Promise Day:- Today is the false promise day, not a good word for marketing so just strip it to promise day. Today is the day when you get to vomit out all those filmy dialogues into the ears of your subject. Its a rapid fire round. The more dialogues in the given time, the more bonus you get. Time is precious, use wisely. And remember, promises are for free, you dont have to consult your financer. 😉

6. Hug Day:- So finally your investments has started reaping. But dont be impatient, today is just a Hug day. Dont go beyond hugs, or you ll lose those bonuses gained earlier for no reason.

7. Kiss Day:- Ah, I am sure in the beginning some of you must have scrolled down through the post to read how the end would be and must have read this one. You naughty fellows. :P. So today is Kiss Day. The bonus points you have gained are the best used here. ;).Just enjoy.

8. Valentine Day:- If you have reached this far, you are one of those “established romantic couples”. Congrats! Now I wont tell you what to do today as I dont want my post to get censored. Just note that “Chacha Nehru’s Bday” is exactly nine months from now. 😉


EPILOGUE: One week from now, the breakup week starts. So check out for “7 days to fall out of love for dummies”.

For Boys: Note the use of word subject and respect the fact. These rules never work on gals, they just work on a subset which I mentioned as subjects.

For Gals: Although these subject hunters are appealing but please dont fall for them and then blame all of the boys for being insensitive.

For Couples: The phrase “established romantic couple” is just a satire for the relationship between the hunter and the subject. I respect your relationship more than anything and would happily like to become like one of you someday.

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I Dont Care

No idea about you but I believe that these three words in the title when spoken in the same order imply just the opposite of what they literally mean. And maybe they have a greater effect than the negative counterpart: “I care”.”I dont care” means I do care, its just that I am trying to be rude because you hurt me sometimes before which I can still feel. Although my heart is screaming within, that please try to understand how much I care, but maybe its my ego which is stopping me from giving a voice to my heart.

She(it might even be a he) is the one you love. You care for her and want her to reciprocate. Statistically its not even possible for a relationship to hold on. There are a million reasons for things to fall apart, but theres just one reason to hold on. In your case that one reason fails.Maths triumphs. You can see the sly and wicked smile on its face saying, “I told you, the probability of success is negligible”.Your broken.

The problem doesnt end here, its just the beginning. You come to realise that the universe has played a wicked game. The statistically impossible happenned and you fell for the gal who is your class-mate. So now each day you have to enter the class room with a plastic smile which shouts “I dont care”. You try to avoid her eyes. You try to ignore her altogether. When shes somewhere in the vicnity, you try to hear what she might be talking and then suddenly you tell yourself that you are being stupid and you should just ignore her because you dont care for her.Her absence troubles you because you are desperate to know the reason but you feel handicapped for you can’t ask anyone. That very smile of her which used to make you giggle, now just pierces you heart. Or maybe it just touches your wounded heart which got numb due to the pain and so now you can feel a fresh burst of pain. You start being mean to her. You try to make an alternative world somewhere in your dreams where you are with a better gal than her, or where you somehow get this gal back into your life, whichever one you feel soothing and more conforming to your ego.

So the time goes by and it starts healing your heart.Although the wound never heals fully and sometimes it does hurt. But now you are addicted to the pain. You instead start liking it. You kind of feel a euphoria with this pain. You think you have forgotten her. But then one or two incidents happens which erases this misunderstanding. But now “You dont care” or you try to think so. And the life goes on. 🙂

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HUM TUM

So this post is about Hum and Tum, He and She, He by me and She by her(my co-author: ANKITA SHARMA)

He: OK. There was this girl with a beautymark on her left cheek in my class. She was calm but confident. When I first saw her, something happened in my chest. It was constricting, my heart was being pricked by something, my stomach was tingling. I thought, “forget it, it happens with every second pretty girl I see.” 😀
So the days went on and nothing spectacular happened until one day I crashed onto her(by mistake ofcourse :D,and not too hard). I said sorry, she smiled and said, its ok and she went on. But I? Well actually its hard to explain, her lean body and the intensity of crash was not enough to do any physical damage to any of us but it did crash my mental framework as if it got crushed by a truck. The cupid’s arrow struck me and I had fallen, fallen for her. The time stood still, my heart was banging. But for the natural instincts in me to say sorry, I couldn’t have said a single word. It was the first time I was feeling like this.
So now the world was a new and a better place to live in for me. I stole the glances of her face in the class, I tried to listen her voices when she was talking to her friends, and tried unsuccessfully to approach her many a times till I succeeded at last. So now we were in talking terms. Her voice had some mesmerizing element in it which I got addicted to. The glow on her face shadowed the whole world in the background. I used to try to think what she might be thinking about me. I used to think how I could make her happy. I was linked to her each face expression. Her smile made me smile, her frown made me sad, her neglect broke my heart. We became friends thats what she thought but for me she was my reason to smile. I looked for reasons to hear her voice called her for absurd queries, I messaged her all night. I knew I had fallen for her but I was so deep in trouble I never realized.Every expression of her made me fall for her even more. Before I knew I was crazy about her and everything she said. One fine day in one of our conversations on one of her cute little expression of annoyance I let the three most dangerous words slip out of my mouth. She was furious and that was the time I realized I lost her. I apologized but she denied to talk to me. I felt helpless, I lost her…perhaps forever and my heart ached to hear her voice. I couldn’t sleep she stopped taking my calls. I asked her friends to convey my apologies but she had turned to ice and my life had changed for she was not a part of it. I cursed myself for being so stupid to tell my true feelings. and so days and months passed and I couldn’t acknowledge anything or anyone except her. But life is after all not so unfair and one fine day she approached me to leave the past behind and be friends again. I had never forgotten her and after a lot of apprehensions again I proposed to her.

She: So He finally proposes to me.I wouldn’t say I expected him to propose me neither did I wanted to get involved. I tried too hard not to say a yes to his proposal but some people acquire an indispensable place in our life and the heart denies to let them go for the care and the fondness they show and it gets impossible for the brain to reason with the heart. And after lot of days of denying and not accepting here I say a YES. I still wouldn’t say its love I like him ya I like him. He is really sweet, always taking care of me, I can talk and talk to him for hours he is never bored of what I say no matter how irrelevant my thoughts and acts are they always seem cute damn I REALLY LIKE HIM. and so days pass on..and the endless talk continues. He has won over me. I dont feel complete anymore without him and yes I know, I know I LOVE HIM.Well its been two years with him and with a few disagreements I am very happy to have him in my life and blessed be all those circumstances which got us together and I truly madly deeply LOVE HIM. In two years a lot of things hv changed we dont take long strolls for he always has a prior commitment either with friends or his books I am not complaining but I miss the guy I fell in love with I miss him, I am surprised to know how I embarrass him easily and quite often now. We have been fighting a lot and on trivial issues every now and then, my tears made him cry but strangely enough off late he has been the reason for lot of them. He claims we have  grown up and need to be more responsible but I fail to justify with his excuses to not see me. He says LIFE has changed. I say it sure has for the one who is MY life has. I dont how and when so much has changed I always knew life would not always be rosy but I had a stronger faith in our love. I knew in my heart we would face every struggle and come through the tough times though with few scars but nevertheless in love with each other.ALAS! I was wrong so was my heart in believing that HE would be the one who would hold my hand all my life and be there forever and ever.

Today it will be a year since he asked me to part ways for he is not in love with me, for I am too obsessive and he thinks I have changed. I didnt try to explain him anything I didn’t shed a tear but my heart sank the moment I saw his eyes for I could not find any love for me no matter how hard I tried. I knew it was over for him, and as for me he never asked what I wanted how much I wanted to hold on to him. HE had decided about the situation I won’t call it a relation anymore. HE had to move on. Its been a year since I saw him last in the same coffee shop we had come for our 1st date and many more. I still come here often alone just to sit and relive all the moments together.I dont hate him for not loving me. I hate myself for still loving him.YES HE changed my life from the day he proposed me to this date. I hv not stopped thinking about him and I doubt if I would ever..

and dis the story which resides in every girls life chapter and a HE always stays though locked up in the little broken piece of her heart..!!

THE END..

As a footnote: It must be obvious that this is fiction, as I never crashed into a gal UNINTENTIONALLY. ;). And for her part she’s having a wonderful life with her love. 🙂

As another footnote: Tats the reason I want to stay away from love. 🙂

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Updates on Resolution’10

As a follow up to Resolutions’10.

So its about to be a month since the beginning of the new year and hence my implementations of the resolutions which I blabbered about all over in my previous post. And its my moral responsibility towards “mujhe chahne wale” people, towards “I told you so keep the resolutions in heart, dont just pen them down” people and towards those who have a secret crush on me ;)(if any :D), to update about my status.

1.Addiction of Caffeine:- Notice the word addiction, you get to know that you are addicted to something or somebody only when you try to lose them. And so thats the case with me too. I just came to realise that, wow I have an addiction, I am addicted to caffeine. Although the case is better than the pre-resolution time but to bring it down to a ground low is I think impossible for me, especially with our profs taking so much pleasure in providing us a good 3 hour sleep daily and the coffee centre being so close to the classroom. The chaos at the core-2 coffee shop is not enough to shake my determination of grabbing a cup of coffee.And ya, while writing this para, I coulnt resist going two floors down to have a cup of coffee. 😀

2. The Nocturnal Me:- There is a story which I heard when I was small. A crow jealous of peacock, tries to disguise itself as the peacock by wearing its feathers, but when it speaks it gets caught. Same story with me, however hard I try to become a human by waking up in the morning to attend the classes and claiming to my friends on the friday “Is hafte maine sari classes ki hain”, the saturday brings forth my true self. Except for the cases when I am summonned by my professor to attend some seminar or something, 😀 I need some inspiration on the weekends to wake up. (Today I woke up at 2 in the afternoon, and missed all the classes as I was not well :D).

3. The Rusted bones:- Maybe the grease got expensive or maybe I got more lazier, this is the only resolution which I havent even touched upon in the whole last month. I cant wake up in the morning to go with manpreet and in the evenings I have no partner. But ya I can claim that my typing speed has increased since the implementation of the resolutions. 😀

4. Talk more, Chat Less:- This is the only resolution I think I am proud of. I have cut down my chatting time. Except for the cases where I have to talk to someone(or to publicize my newly posted post :D), I usually don’t come online. And I have spend some 200 bucks on phone this month. In the present call rates thats somewhere between 330-400 minutes talking to my family and friends. 🙂

5. The Blog is rolling Baby:- Technical posts are bad, they consume a lot of time and no one reads them. 😀 So I dont regret not letting out even a single one. Although that doesnt mean I have totally shunned them. And regarding non tech ones, they are spontaneous and unpredictable, they dont come to the mind everyday, so I am happy with the 3 posts I have written this month. 🙂

So I know I am going to hear a lot of “I told you so” or “koi baat nhn resolutions to todne ke liye hote hain” comments. But its been just a month, and I have a whole 11 months ahead of me for perfection. 🙂

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3*3 Idiots

Confusion, anarchy, uncertainity would be best suitable to describe the situation of our group just 6 hrs before the trip began. We were uncertain about the number of persons, indecisive about when to leave and sometimes were even confused about where to go. 😀 So maybe with the intervention of some divine power, we were finally able to come to a decision and in the morning we left out for our adventure with a group of 9 people going to sikkim.

So let me first start with the names of the 9 idiots who went on for the adventure.

1. The Uncleji
2. The broken hearted.
3.&4.The to be in love couple.
5. The Alcoholic.
6. The Khatta King.
7. The pregnant one.
8. The lover boy.
9. Ofcourse Me. 🙂

Maybe I imagine a lot. 😀

Ok so lets come to each one of these idiots, I give you the freedom of deciding which one of us was the greatest idiot.

The Uncleji:- The mastermind behind this trip, this religious priest was trying to prevent we perverts from wrath of god by not letting us sin. Alcohol was banned, non-veg could also have been banned but for the protests. We were benifitted by his preaching day and night. He also has something called a “setting bureau”, something which matches 90%(8 out of 10) of your qualities with the an arbit girl(selected depending on your preferences), thot you might be interested.He has a wonderful ability of smelling center fruit from inside the wrapper.Apart from that, I really appreciate his leadership qualities and managerial ablities.

The broken hearted:- Maybe this adventure was just a disguise to get away from the thoughts of a gal named, oops I forgot her name, It was based on some soft drink I think, ok lets call her “Coca-Cola”. Ya so this journey for him was to get away from the thoughts of “Coca-cola” but the universe conspired against him.:D With this “coca-cola” girl staying in the same hotel, our wild tiger became a pet cat. :D. To be true, I am no better than him in case of gals, so I empathy him.

“Kaise Batayein Kyu TujhKo Chahen Yaara Bata Na Payein
Batein Dilon Ki Dekho Jo Baki Aake Tujhe Samajhayen”

The to be in love couple:- Lets call them sonu-monu. Sonu meets monu, Monu meets sonu. They have eye contact, monu blushes, sonu shies away.:P They fell in love. How romantic. Although our Uncleji’s “setting bureau” may fail, but the trip doesnt. And so we have a couple with us, who sleep in the same room, sit together in the jeep, help each other in picking up the luggage. Love triumphs.(Warning:This may just be our uncleji’s one of the many ideas to divert attention from himself, so don’t trust untill you verify.)

The Alcoholic:- This guy was the most offended by our priest’s “fathwa” against alcohol and non-veg. Also he took a major role in contradicting the preachings of our priest and enlightening us. His sustained revolution for legalising the non-veg was successful and for alcohol, I don’t know, maybe he would have smuggled if he needed it.

The KhatteBaaj:-IIT’s full of khattebaaz and so its nothing surprising to have one with us. I guess the other groups also had alteast one. 😀 . Now actually not being into this field I dont have the wits to analyse these khattebaazs, so I can’t comment more on them. Neither am I good in remembering “khattes”.

The Pregnant One:- The one who likes the most to be photographed, but the only problem was that he had to sometimes work hard to take care of a lump in his stomach also known as “Tond”. ;).It was his only grief I suppose which I heard from him a lot many times.He enjoyed the snow the most among us(paise wasool jo karne the).

The Lover Boy:- Everything normal with this guy except for his “saccha pyar” for his love. My roaming balance went down for his “jaanu”, his pocket got lighter to buy soveniers for his “jaanu”. Given time maybe he would have built a Taj Mahal using the ice for his “jaanu”.(He already started with the base,a heart sign with two alphabets separated by a Plus sign:P).

Me:- I am perfectly normal. Even if I am not, why would I tell you.:P I dipped my hands into the cold waters of the seven sisters falls, to find a rudraksh, so I think this should be enough for my candidature for this idiot cup.

P.S.: The characters maybe fictitious, trust on your own risk.

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Koi Meri Job Lagwado!!!

“PANIC” would be the most suitable word to describe the atmosphere here in IIT Guwahati-One of the most “Prestigious” institutes of our country. With just 30% placed as of now and the cold subsiding, I cant think of any other climatic factor dominating the environment here. Its like we are the soldiers of our country sent in the war zone with guns in our hands and sweat on our brows, darkness and silence surrounding us, expecting the enemy to jump out of darkness any moment now and a single mistake would be enough to loose our lives.(“shudders!”)

Well that was our fourth year. The third year is not at the war yet. We are actually on a greater mission: “To build a time machine in this period of 1 year so that we can go back to the time we filled ‘W’ in the IIT list.”. Well these are actually my friend’s words, so credit’s not mine. :). I have no idea what the second yearites are doing now, but I suppose they must be in their sweet slumber dreaming of whatever they are dreaming! I hope the best for the first yearites that they are still in their infancy away from the madness of this cruel world. 😀 Its just 8 months since they got over the trauma of a mental torture better known as JEE.

Someone said to me “Sanmukh! tune to bahut bura katwa liye, 700 kuch rank pe guwahati aa gaya!” and this led me into thinking about the validity of my decision some 2.5 yrs ago. I still remember that my father was the sole supporter of my decision of IITG. Against all the opinions which I was poured with I chose to go with my heart and got into this IIT. And I was so delighted to know that I was not the only one, even people with ranks 500 kuch and 600 kuch were there with me. 🙂

So now I am at a stage where less than a year is left for my placements to begin, and everything seems to be negative. I dont know what would be my fate in that war which I mentioned above when it would be thrusted upon me, but somehow I dont regret my decision. Maybe its because I followed my heart, maybe because I got a lot many things from this college whether it be from professors or seniors or friends and maybe because I know that if once I could prove myself by being in the top .1% I could do it again and again in my future. The only thing that matters is interest. I chose what I liked and so inspite of all the shortcomings of my decision, I am happy with it and thats what matters. I dont know what campus placements has to offer me but I am quite sure after I go into the outer world, I will find myself a place which I deserve.

I just dont know what I wanted to convey from this post. Its just that things were troubling me so I tried to blurt them out. I am not blaming anything or anyone, neither am I doing anything positive by suggesting ways to improve things. I have fallen in love with this place, and my heart grieves to know that things are not going well. I just hope things get better. So now Id like to take a break and enjoy the good new: “Shankar Ehsaan Loy are coming to perform in alcher, yeppe!”.

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Resolutions ’10

So now as the new year is approaching, everyone is busy making resolutions. So I thought lets give it a try. So here I am penning down my new year resolutions.
1.Cut the Caffeine:- It was not so long when I actually started believing that if I cut my veins, a fluid which is roughly a mixture of one-fourths of tea and three-fourths of coffee would come spurting out. Though things have improved since then but still needs to be improved. So with this new year I plan to reduce my caffeine intake.

2.Try to be human, not an owl:- I wonder how our body gets to know what is a bad habit so that it can catch it easily. There’s no guarantee that a 10 days of proper sleep would provide me with a 11th day of proper sleep without any effort but there is a cent percent guarantee that a one day’s improper sleep would provide me with a month’s improper sleep without any effort.There have been days when I missed the face of the sun totally, especially in Guwahati where it sets early.So I now plan to be strict with my sleep timings.

3.Grease your rusty bones:- All thanks to my beloved Department of Computer Science, the only bones of my body which are rust free are I suppose my fingers. I am a touch-typist you know. :). So I am planning for a jogging sessions regularly in the evenings. Its manpreet’s responsibility ofcourse, so I dont have to worry about it. 😀

4. Talk more, Chat less:- Chatting is bad. Its slow and addictive. Also theres no warmth in the chats. So with the call rates going down, I plan to call regularly my family and friends, and defer from chatting. 🙂

5.Keep the Blog Rolling:- Although originally I planned for a technical blog, but one heartbreak changed everything. 😀 . So now its both technical and non-technical. So now this year I plan to let my imagination fly.And sure I’d like to bring some technical stuffs in between. 🙂

P.S.: I did not mention that I resolve to increase my CPI, so please dont urge me to do that. 😀

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Use Call mat karna, tu hosh mein nahin hai.. !!

A few days back, 24th to be precise, I had a wonderful evening with Raghav, one of my best friend. The title of this post is just one of a dozen of things told to me, I wonder why? 😀

25th of December is Raghav’s b’day for those of you who don’t remember or don’t know him. So I threw a party for him. It was just we two. Only boys, and not the chatterboxes. 😛 So we bought a packet of kurkure, 2 bottles of sprite and a bottle of “this thing” and went for a drive to kaliasoth. There we mixed this “this thing” into sprite and our party began.

I curled my lips around the bottle and the clear liquid started flowing into my throat straight to my stomach and the intestine. It was like a hot magma flowing into a freezing valley, melting the ice coming in its way and relieving the valley of the chill of the winter. I could trace where it was at any particular moment. The stillness of my mind melted away and I could feel a new excitement, a new passion, a new confidence that told me I could rule the world.

So we called one by one our friends. The ones we got to talk to were shilpi, kratika, aditya, shivam, raman, megha and nikita.  The boys being our best supporters welcomed the party though we had to listen a lot many things from the gals. “Raghav tune sanmukh ko bigad diya hai :P”. “Use Call mat karna, tu hosh mein nahin hai”. I had to recite the birthdays to prove that I was on my own, although I dont know how much it helped. 😀

So it was yet another wonderful evening where I got to know how rich I was in terms of the treasure of friends. Love you all guys. 🙂

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Waking up the Chef Within

Cooking is an art says they but every thing can be cultivated says I(stolen from krishna ma’am’s treasure :D). So I started off with my cooking classes with my first project being “Veg Biryani”.

Well some may not call it a good start as I skipped the boring part of cutting the vegetables which my mom did instead. I directly jumped to the part where I lit the stove and put a cooker on it. Then I put in some ghee followed by jeera, rai, elaichi etc etc. Now translate yourself these ingredients as I am in no way offering you a “dummy’s guide to cookery by a dummy” :P. Then some tomatoes, cauliflowers, onions, and soyabeen baris were the ones to jump into the cooker. I mixed them thoroughly, which I suppose helped my body to exercise some of its unused parts.(I dont think watchin movies and sleeping most of the time require all the portions of the body :D). So then I added some rice and water, again mixed them for sometime and was about to close the lid. Wait I missed something, oops I forgot to add salt. So I added some salt and finally closed the lid.

Now I had to wait for the acknowledgment of the cooker that everything inside it has been cooked. Meanwhile, my excitement  brought me here to write this blog post. I hope when I open the cooker and eat whatever is inside it, it tastes somewhat better than that thing which I had to eat daily in the hostel mess.

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A Drive to Remember

Its the moments of happiness which makes you prepared for the depressing hope crushing life ahead, they give something to hold on to which life can never take away from us.

Today it was a similar evening worth remembering till the end. It started with my friends Raghav and Kratika picking me up from home from Raghav’s brand new I10 and raghav being the driver :P. Then we picked up nikita which was when the silence broke for ever. Although before in no terms it could be called a silence but as compared to the entry of nikita in the car and moments thereafter, it was no more than the silence of a library where you could hear even a pin dropping on the floor.

The whole hangout was marked with uncertainties, rather a better word would be confusion. We fought over deciding the places we eventually dint go and went to the places which were in first place not even a part of discussion or say fight. We went to the lake side, and my wallet got lighter sponsoring the food supplies and then we went for a stroll alongside the lake. The most amazing part was Nikita paid for our bhel-puries, definitely a tale to be passed on till generations ;).Then a drive along the lake and a crawl on the busy roads of bhopal led us to a decision we never even considered before, we were going to kaliasoth dam at 8 in the night. We took some snacks with us went on with our adventure. Then after admiring the beauty it was time for us to return. The return journey was marked with the world famous words(screams) one hears from the mouth of gals “Yar raat ho gayee hai, late ho gaye, ab daant padegi.” 😛

So we dropped them one by one and went on to our homes. It was a beautiful evening and theres a lot more to it but i just dont have the words to express them.