The ambience was amazing,very much like a farm house and the place was tastefully decorated.I had a slight inkling that this too would be hazaar costly and the mini heart attack resurfaced after seeing the menu card. Wodehouse would have said " I would have broken the record for the sitting high jump". Then was the time for some "strat putsing". 2 guys who got placed recently were coaxed and convinced to foot the bill . (Actually it was a part of the "hidden agenda" for the night ). The bill being taken care of , we ordered left,right and center. We veggies had no cribs, apparently the non veggie food wasn't that great. However I have to admit that the quality and the service were in no way commensurate with the rates. The inordinate delay left many of us fuming. Somehow finished everything without leaving a grain, watched some pyrotechnics at 12 and then dispersed.
We decided to do something out-of-the-box and went to the seashore sans people . The eerie road that led to the shore, dark and chilly night, barking dogs etc all added to the fun (and fright!) but somehow mustered enough courage to go the shore. We stopped at a point but Murali and Chenna went further upto the water. ( Mallika Sherawat would have said " These are men with balls " :P). Sea,Sand,night,no junta etc.What will guys do? Obviously take a leak! Having relieved ourselves we now set out to go to back to the city,first to Besant Nagar beach and then to IIT.
We walked a good distance greeting all the revellers along the road and finally found a share auto. Again the usual haggling, stuffed ourselves into the max-7-seater and then started the real fun. Throughout we morphed popular songs with a generous dose of expletives and sung at the top of our voices at a CelineDion level pitch. Surely any passerby would have thought we were drunk and totally out, which wasn't the case. Bessie beach was unusually crowded at 2-30 am. We got hold of an ice cream each and just sank into the sand.The guys with oodles of energy ventured out into the waters while the less enterprising just decided to "eat the air" and relax.After some farting and recollecting good old memories we just slept. The pic shows a natural pose,totally oblivious to the surroundings. It was already 3-30am. Finally we made a move fearing a lathi spanking from the policeguys who were shooing away junta and reached our hostel at 4 .We started off the new year in the hostel with football under lights. Scored a goal somehow and the aching legs finally told me to go and crash.
This was certainly a cracker of a night. One thing which I shall certainly miss next year is this bunch of friends and the wing camaraderie . Any time,any place be it cofee or mess or any outing one can find enough company. This will be sorely missed next year. Anyways many more placements/apping treats in the offing and hope to have a blast this sem. GRT,Chola,Park,Mayajaal etc are just some of the places which will soon be blessed by the
Sixth wing junta of Jamuna!