Alleppey Trip

My Favorite SportHow does it feel to be one of the leading men of Dil Chata Hai?

How nice would it be if Amir Khan can be replaced by Sunil, Saif Ali Khan can be replaced by Ritesh and Akshay Khanna can be replaced by Vinayak? How would it be to replace Goa with Alleppey?

What does the scene make you feel when you see all the leading men, cruising away lazily in a small boat in Goa, laughing, screaming and enjoying their moments of silence.

How does it feel to have not just 3 leading men in Dil Chahta Hai, but 16 rock stars starring in the BWS productions called, “Camera Chahta hai?”

The star cast (In no particular order) with their introduction:-

Lenish:- A programmer by profession. Quiet and focused you can occasionally see him smile with some thing going on in his mind which you would try to figure out but would not be able to.

Sanjay:- Loves to eat and sleep. Our Official accountant for the trip.

FreeBird:- Well, The captain of the ship.

 Kosha:- Apple of everyone’s eyes.

 Ritesh:- Well, you can safely call him Saif Ali Khan of this film, “Camera Chahta Hai” for his always amused and confused glances.

Sabeena:- The iron lady who has gone to Leh trip and made friends with another amazing woman named Lakshmi

Ashish:- Another Leh trekker and a focused photographer.

Sunil:- The rock star and our official showman.

Nitin:- Has gone biking to Leh

Mochi:- A hard core trekker

Hakim:- An Olympic swimmer

Lijo:- The quietest guy. Arul:- The one with handle bar moustache.

Vinayak:- The Ring Leader

Snigdha:- An intruder

Story (from Snigdha’s eyes):- Snigdha gets to know from Vinyak that there is a trip to Kerala for the Snake Boat race event. She had always wanted to go to Kerala and how much she had wanted to be a part of this BWS trip but tickets were booked already so she stood no chance. 2 days after, she gets to hear that someone has dropped out of the plan and she can step in to the role of Ruchira Talukdar. All happy and merry she packs her bag and goes to Majestic for her Volvo to Kerala.

It was the 10th of Aug and around 5 pm when she reaches the bus stop along with Vinayak, she sees herself surrounded by 14 strangers flashing their gadgets. She also was carrying her small earnest humble Sony cyber shot gadget which was kept in some corner of her Adidas sports bag.

After the usual round of introduction, we hopped on to our bus and started our journey. The journey itself was quite eventful with Lenish playing the agony uncle for the bus conductor then asking me to choose one film to be shown in the bus for public entertainment. I honored every one by choosing the film Hungama but did not watch it myself.

After a quick dinner at around 9, we were settling down to catch some sleep when suddenly the whole bus of was filled with astonishingly crazy sock stench. I screamed and then sprayed my body spray all over.

My co-passenger was the leader of the pack Mr. Das, with whom I had a nice chat till 1 am and then I decided to put myself into a hibernation state however, destiny had something else planned. The moment I folded my legs up the chair to catch 40 winks, Lenish, who was sitting in front me gradually started to move backwards and I saw myself getting folded like a piece of paper all crimpled and twisted to be sent away somewhere. I screamed again, and that startled Lenish who realized that he was almost on the verge of wringing me to a fracture.

Next Day:- The journey seemed to be never ending. But then all bad things come to an end so this tiring bus journey also came to an end and we saw Mr. Varghese, our official care taker come owner of the home stay waiting for our reception. Mr. Varghese, a nice gentleman, with lot of warmth, helped us get auto rickshaws till his abode while I hopped on to his scooter and scooted with him as a pillion rider. It was fun.

The home stay was impressive. A huge house and a small puppy which eats only meat and the rest of the time only sleeps, this is what greeted us followed by Mrs. Varghese, who showed us our rooms. The living room was huge with a small pond kind of a thing in the middle with pebbles to store rain water.

We all hurriedly got ready as we were getting late for the boat race and we were planning to occupy strategic positions for photography. Auto drive back to our boat and breakfast on the top of the roof which consisted Appam and chicken curry. We all burped in chorus.

We reached the place where the boat race was to take place and parked ourselves. Cheered for many teams. Ashish hopped on to another more impressive boat, and his camera worked as a passport to use more luxurious boat as his “place to be” for the time being.

I was almost looking like a headless chicken, not able to decide what should I do as everyone was clicking away as if there was no tomorrow and I with my baby camera was thinking its no point all of us taking the same photographs. Never the less, I was enjoying the sport when I suddenly happened to see the boat parked next to our boat indulging in my favorite sport which is “gluttony.” I mean just imagine, lunch served on banana leaves, in the middle of water surrounded by cheering crowd. It was too irresistible. So I followed my instinct and jumped into their boat and asked them if I could also eat? And I was served a local lunch of rice, beef, curd and cabbage sabzi and it was fun. I was then joined by Vinayak and Sanjay in that feast. Someone offered us Johney Walker also, which we refused.

Our amusement got a double doze of awe, when we saw couple of boats getting capsized and the boatmen hanging on to the boats and floating along.

The evening was filled with lot of gupshup with our boat man. Who was is favorite hero, and how does one get a license to boat etc.

Ritesh and I were very much interested in the mechanism of how a boat runs and wanted to maneuver the boat but had to satisfy ourselves by blowing horns.

The late evening was a party time, at the home stay, with beef starters, and Lenish making drinks for us. Gradually we all started coming out with our confession stories which went on till late night interrupted by a tasty dinner of duck, rice, dal , fish etc.

The next morning again started at 5 am as many of us wanted to take sunrise photos. But by the time we reached, the sun was already out.

The 2nd days vehicle for the photo bugs was a house boat which had an upper deck with a hammock. The hammock was never available, that’s a different story though. Every time it was proving comfort to someone or the other’s backside. While the others where kept busy by the boat man to maintain balance and hence most of time we were running from one side to the other to maintain the balance. But it was a small price to pay keeping in mind what was coming ahead.

I was helpless in the hands of my freak streak and I sat next to the boat man and took control over the steering wheel while he controlled the accelerator. I was getting into the groove and started humming something when all of a sudden we were all startled by a strange sound which sounded like Bon Jovi singing in Kanada or may be kanadiga accent. The strange sound was coming out of a huge man’s mouth who had his ears blocked with I Pod and eyes closed to reality, it was none other than our rock star, Sunil singing along to a Bon Jovi song.

Looking at our baffled faces, Sunil got very hurt and he went to the other side of the boat and started singing there only to shock the hell out of this French couple who looked equally strange. 8:30 a.m. we stopped at a place where we could get fermented coconut water, or local beer called Toddi. We purchased about 12 liters and drank 8 liters, we displayed our gentlemanliness by offering Toddy to this couple who liked it too.

Turn by turn, we rowed a small fisherman’s boat in the back water after the Toddy shot. The breakfast was Tapioca and fish curry, Dosa and vegetable curry. After a late breakfast we all went to the upper Deck were Sunil again sang a kannada song and this time I recorded his song which now is my ring tone. Sabeena and Lakshmi in her bandana were lost in their own world while, Lenish and Arul lazed near each other wondering how can they make things more happening for them selves.

People again went down in the fields for pictures while Vinayak and I kept on blabbering about different things with Nitin’s snoring in the background.

Later we all went to a safe back water shore, where we all did chap chap in water, some swimming competition and lastly Sunil’s summersault after we saw a water snake.

 Lunch was again, chicken, fish fry, rice, vegetables etc and after that hearty lunch, when I was still chewing my food, I saw this boat man running and screaming something in Malayalam and then we hear a thudthudthud sound….

Apparently, our house boat had met with an accident with a tree which resulted in a ripped open wall in one of the rooms Thankfully no one hurt and the irony was a small sticker on that wall which read, something like Jesus saves…I don’t remember it correctly.

In the evening we came back to our home stay then got ready and went to Alleppey beach where again I waved my freak flag by flying kite, cutting 2 kites. I was later joined by Sanjay. Poor Mochi, Lenish, Hakim were given the most boring job of the world which is to keep a vigil on other people’s luggage.

The photo bugs in the meantime took a lot of pictures. Now it was time for us to say tata to Alleppey. So we went to the station, ate strange snacks, had tea and boarded our train. Blabbered many things, next morning bid goodbyes and went home with some amazing memories some of which are captures in frames.

Mr. Vhargese Home Stay Details:- Blue Bird Tours Finishing Point, Alleppey Mob:-09349838067 Aprox per Head cost:-2500/-

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