'HOLD ONN'!!! Pilani to Delhi and Back !!!

For the numerous, uncountable trips between Pilani and Delhi the majority have concocted a different taste to the word travelling. Some sweet and some astringent. Be it the condition of the bus, the pace (either, obv), the people and the ‘alacrity’ or be it the time of the day. Probably most of us haven’t even had half of it all. And I can’t stop myself from sharing, for I’ve heard a lot of people whine about the dearth of travelling options.
So to begin with –
- There’s this very ‘timid’, although undoubtedly, comfortable journey when you hire a cab and pay the humongous bills.
- Then there’s the bus. Horrible, sweaty, over crowded with village people who carry a truck full of luggage with them, and disgusting things happen every other minute.
- But!! I won’t say the same for the bus which runs at 1 am. For that can be one of the most comfortable rides. The bus has been, since eternity, so heavy packed that there is no space even for an ant to squeeze in. Hence a lil talk with the ‘guy with the tickets’ and you can earn yourself a ‘cushion’ on the top. Yes, the roof. Right under the starry night. But lay low if you don’t want a ‘final destination’ thing happening to you!!!
- The cheapest ride to delhi (worth 15 bucks) but you gotta carry all you good fortune with you, for if its not there, you can land in a muck: buy a ticket to loharu, and go take a seat right opposite to the conductor in the parallel row. And SLEEP!!
- This one, I experienced very recently. And I loved it too. Take a taxi to Loharu (cost varies but max 300) at around 2 pm. Get off at the railway station. Buy the gen class tickets worth 50 bucks. Go sit in the AC class (its always ‘open for occupation’). And when the TTE comes, give his attendant 100-125 bucks per head and relish your trip to delhi. The most relaxed and paced journey.

Some options for the return trip:
- Miss the 4:30 bus and somehow reach to Rohtak. From there take a bus to Bhiwani. Cool till here. It’ll be around 8 by the time you reach Bhiwani and even by then it looks haunted enough to test your ‘Goosebumps quotient’. Not many ‘normal’ people (which obv doesn’t include the partially drunk as well) in the vicinity and you can’t take the risk of going to Pilani by the normal taxi (jeep). You will have to book a taxi just for yourself (if you wanna wake up in Pilani the next morning). Shell out some 600-800 bucks. Sit right next to the driver. Come to Loharu where probably he’ll split the money and ask a local driver to take you to Pilani. A rickety Omni, that runs at 100kmph, in which you can feel all the nuts and bolts and other mechanical objects at work. NOT SUGGESTED!!!
- Well another possible means (which probably is known only to a couple of guys) is to call up on 09983123 and, if the planets were showing propitious omens that day, you might just win yourself a jackpot. A ride in an AC taxi to Pilani and that too probably for just 100 bucks each(if you are a group of 4-5 guys).
And well I’m cutting out the obvious modes.

A HAPPY AND A SAFE JOURNEY TO ALL!!

BEWARE !!!!

It seems just like any other waiting auto outside the ANC circle but there’s a very sly, hideous and an opportunist mind that steers it to PD. A monstrous psyche. An informer n wot not. A real threat to the ‘bitsian’ ‘fun’ !! He starts off with a smiling face n ends it with a sneer.

This wot exactly happened wid a grp of guys hu recently went to PD for some fun n food, hardly knowing wot was in the making. Started wid the deal of a 120 bucks n when it was time to pay demanded a 50 more..For keeping the ‘secret’ !! N when his terms were not accepted, he took the matter to the authorities.. for he had the upper hand, n he KNEW it !!

Those guys will be facing a disciplinary committee hearing, for misconduct, pretty soon..

This was just the gist [details not possible] of what happened. The actual incident involved a lot more of harassment and foul language and threats!!

So guys better make ur choice before, than repent later !!!

We may be adults, but ‘here’ we dun have the right to do things for our ‘taste’!!

All The Best !!

The Stalker (in me ??) ....

" NO, MAN u got not balls to do that..haaa"
n he said, ,"dude m not called 'the hindi for balls' for no reason !! i shall do it, and u shall witness it live"
n boy !! i knew it inside that i was in for a treat [:D] . n well pushing him in for the deed was the sole reason for my existence now!! And how? Yes, by questioning his 'manhood' {it always works u kno}[:P]
They were the last days on my PS-II in Delhi, when this friend of mine was 'encouraged' {by none other than me} to go and talk to another trainee, i should say 'lil trainee' {as we called her 'tingi si'}
and thus began his quest of gathering courage.
the day finally arrived when he 'thought' he had it in !! so at around 4 in the even, when he saw her leave off, we hurriedly packed up n followed {my 1st stalking experience}. n his itch was so high, that for a day he forgot his luxury in his fricking gaddi, n stood there at the bus stop, waiting for 'her' to 'glide' {as he would say} into a bus. which she did. n, hastily, we did too. and that too without gettin into her 'tiny' eyes. so we sat a coupla rows behind her,talking in whispers,but yeah having a lotta fun. the bus took a left from 'ashram' {a place in delhi and mind you this has relevance in the story to follow}. she dropped off at the 'lajpat nagar' stop. and boy !! was he glad. "yaar this place is quite expensive,she must be rich dude" [ha ha].

{AND NOW COMES THE TWIST IN THE TALE}
so, my friend didnt turn up d next day {i guess he dreamt about her for a long enuf time}
well after a lite day in office i left for the bus stop {i stayed in noida during those days n yes it has relevance too} as soon as it was 5, obv expecting nothing extraordinary. n well the 'tingi si' girl had already left. so i walked to my stop n was stunned to see her there,waiting {obv not for me if u thought so[:P]}. n a bus came to a screeching halt {u know the delhi blue lines} n i climb in only to be stunned for the 2nd time in 2 mins, she was sitting in the row in front of me. my second exp of stalking {only this time it was coincidental}. but this time i was alone,without the company of the 'real stalker'. but newys all i had to do was hide my face till the bus reached 'ashram'{coz her stop was to the left of it while mine to the right}. no big deal, i thought. i laid low. face hidden. {so was she, hidden behind a man[:P]}. i got up, as soon as the bus took a right from 'ashram' n saw her seat taken by someone else. i was glad.
BUT as soon as i reached the door, i saw her standing,ready to get off, {but hidden by a tall man} n so did she. we stared at each other.she in a panicky look {she looked really small in that look [:P]} and i in bewilderment.
WHAT THE HELL !! she....!!! didnt she......!!!!............
'I' was hence given the title of a 'stalker' by those eyes.
N WELL what happened as we got down... was waayyyyy tooo hilarious [:D]. with her tiny lil feet, n her 'mammoth' {for her size} handbag, she literally ran away taking suspicious n alarmed looks at me every other second. [:D]
And what was i doing....holding my stomach and laughing as i do after hearing a barney stinson's cracker [:D]

well in the end, who was stalking whom...i got no clue !!!
{oh, btw she din turn up the entire next week}[:P]

PS-it is a story INSPirED from a true story..no offense intended :P