she asked kab aaye yahhaan pe... bus kal aaye the..i replied and she said.. not really said nething... just got frustrated with the reply...
naveen saying bhai vahaan pe jaana hai to jaa... but bag de ke jaa...... bhai sab idhar hi dekh rahe hain vapas aa jaa.... said naveen and i came back. achcha ab ek second ruk.. meri baari hai ab.. ek pic meri bhi.. main bhi jaata hun ek baar..
tum aise kyoon jaa rahe hoo... udhar jaao aur taxi karoo... said he. bus isi tereh mann kar raa thaa... kitna hai5-6 km hi hoga.. i said.
hmm 5 km hai agar jaa sakte ho to theek hai... she said with some sincere attitude.. then lyk i had the ghost of usain bolt in me when i replied... are itna to normal hai.. and she was like..really,ahemahem!!!
first day..
gud afternoon sir... the first 3 words of us at the same seconds by both of us.. and then my name is ... again at the same time.... then.. sir was waiting for us to say nething for the next few seconds and we were lyk.. chal tu hi bol pehle.. when intro was over,sir saying u can ask nething if u want to... she is quite frendly... and she really seemed smiling and we were a bit relax(just a bit)... and then the question came..so u dont play cricket... yaa we play ..was the reply without any delay... (do i really, i asked myself..)
okay.. so thats fine... now u can get access on these pc's. i was
out of my mind the moment when the mentor,the face of ip* as our project leader remarked her, was fixing each n every problem to start the pc... and then gave her username n pass on a paper... as usual i lost the paper.. and asked the other person.sooner he became the first frend outthere...named nikhil.he called her... after some time a sound was there.. did u call me... yeah then came the reason... by nikhil. but he is working on that ... then both at me ,"how did u get access???!!!!" and i was "i reminded".. they thought something.. conversed with each other and started working...
maam when do we leave.. its...time when we usually leave.. chal re time ho gaya..was our suggestion to each other(me to naveen and vice versa).. and again the moment to surprise .. hey sagar.. its this bus u need to go by... yaa they care for us even when they r not responsible... she had found out where we needed to go and which bus to go there by.
day 2
bhai sahi jagah hai... i said.. yeah.. really said naveen..hey naveen.. u must be ready... yes sir.. and naveen got up in the mrng and we were on the way to lonavala in the next 45 seconds...
great luck.. everything ready for us... guest house to stay.. car to travel... something great they follow. hey u guess the movie... was the call.. and we were in the game.. bhai itni subeh sab k sab utth kaise gaye... when do they take rest.. and such a great songs collection
everybody had.. we were playing antakshari then (in the bus they took on rent) .. yaa she had the collection, the great collection of 60's...came the sound from somewhere
we got breakfast.. and then again on the bus in 10 mins... yaa things seem automatic here(things were fast and well done so much i had never seen earlier). and the game continued.. in some mins(4 hrs to be precise) we were at the beach..
are driver saahab abhi badaao gaadi dekhaa jaayegaa... said a maam.. hey someone is chasing by bike.. i wasnt alone to suggest to run and she got freightened(a bit :P)..in some mins we were on the boat. "translate" came the sound with a smile on his face at the same second when the narrator, the boatman, finished the story with ful confidence(thats the great thing about them we need to learn.. itne confidence se kaho ki saamne vaala
bina sune hi maan le). joy was the name by which people called him.. an intern from france with great sense of humour..
and the next story began as we visited the fort.. the person different but the confidence level was same.. they shud be praised for that.. one story for each thing.. even for a differently placed
rock... )
third day
yaar mast trip thi..agli trip kab hai.. naveen asked as woke up in the mrng.. beta even the goat gets food before it is killed.. i replied..
but that was not the case with us.. at least we needed to believe that....
to be continued...
naveen saying bhai vahaan pe jaana hai to jaa... but bag de ke jaa...... bhai sab idhar hi dekh rahe hain vapas aa jaa.... said naveen and i came back. achcha ab ek second ruk.. meri baari hai ab.. ek pic meri bhi.. main bhi jaata hun ek baar..
tum aise kyoon jaa rahe hoo... udhar jaao aur taxi karoo... said he. bus isi tereh mann kar raa thaa... kitna hai5-6 km hi hoga.. i said.
hmm 5 km hai agar jaa sakte ho to theek hai... she said with some sincere attitude.. then lyk i had the ghost of usain bolt in me when i replied... are itna to normal hai.. and she was like..really,ahemahem!!!
first day..
gud afternoon sir... the first 3 words of us at the same seconds by both of us.. and then my name is ... again at the same time.... then.. sir was waiting for us to say nething for the next few seconds and we were lyk.. chal tu hi bol pehle.. when intro was over,sir saying u can ask nething if u want to... she is quite frendly... and she really seemed smiling and we were a bit relax(just a bit)... and then the question came..so u dont play cricket... yaa we play ..was the reply without any delay... (do i really, i asked myself..)
okay.. so thats fine... now u can get access on these pc's. i was
out of my mind the moment when the mentor,the face of ip* as our project leader remarked her, was fixing each n every problem to start the pc... and then gave her username n pass on a paper... as usual i lost the paper.. and asked the other person.sooner he became the first frend outthere...named nikhil.he called her... after some time a sound was there.. did u call me... yeah then came the reason... by nikhil. but he is working on that ... then both at me ,"how did u get access???!!!!" and i was "i reminded".. they thought something.. conversed with each other and started working...
maam when do we leave.. its...time when we usually leave.. chal re time ho gaya..was our suggestion to each other(me to naveen and vice versa).. and again the moment to surprise .. hey sagar.. its this bus u need to go by... yaa they care for us even when they r not responsible... she had found out where we needed to go and which bus to go there by.
day 2
bhai sahi jagah hai... i said.. yeah.. really said naveen..hey naveen.. u must be ready... yes sir.. and naveen got up in the mrng and we were on the way to lonavala in the next 45 seconds...
great luck.. everything ready for us... guest house to stay.. car to travel... something great they follow. hey u guess the movie... was the call.. and we were in the game.. bhai itni subeh sab k sab utth kaise gaye... when do they take rest.. and such a great songs collection
everybody had.. we were playing antakshari then (in the bus they took on rent) .. yaa she had the collection, the great collection of 60's...came the sound from somewhere
we got breakfast.. and then again on the bus in 10 mins... yaa things seem automatic here(things were fast and well done so much i had never seen earlier). and the game continued.. in some mins(4 hrs to be precise) we were at the beach..
are driver saahab abhi badaao gaadi dekhaa jaayegaa... said a maam.. hey someone is chasing by bike.. i wasnt alone to suggest to run and she got freightened(a bit :P)..in some mins we were on the boat. "translate" came the sound with a smile on his face at the same second when the narrator, the boatman, finished the story with ful confidence(thats the great thing about them we need to learn.. itne confidence se kaho ki saamne vaala
bina sune hi maan le). joy was the name by which people called him.. an intern from france with great sense of humour..
and the next story began as we visited the fort.. the person different but the confidence level was same.. they shud be praised for that.. one story for each thing.. even for a differently placed
rock... )
third day
yaar mast trip thi..agli trip kab hai.. naveen asked as woke up in the mrng.. beta even the goat gets food before it is killed.. i replied..
but that was not the case with us.. at least we needed to believe that....
to be continued...
