Jamshedpur Trip 1 - The most exciting day of my life

This trip changed the prespective I had about "DAY". Prior to this trip it was just another celestial events which had no greater importance than rising and setting of sun. But after this trip I was more respectful towards the events of the day. It has 24 hrs. , 1440 mins. or 86400 secs..Not involving myself into much of mathematics about it but i really earned this respect for the day after i realized that how big a time day was. You can change the world(if not the world atleast yourself and your relationship with others in the world around you) during this short span. Dates are suited no where else other than history texts in the writing.(this may be considered as an excuse for my inability to remember the date of this particular event but still it is as fresh in my memory as the event occured just few days back). The event took place in around late January 2003. The victory of BITOTSAV, reminiscence of Anil episode, the great divide between the group over Rukka Dam trip with girls, new laurel in the crown of 0.5 batch to have visited Jampot were some of the factors that forced the sudden occurance of this trip. The most exciting thing about the trip has been the economics involved. what if we were not as lucky as Raj kapoor who went arnd the world in 8 dollars but all the measures were taken so that the individual budget cud not cross Rs 200.Now enough of foundation laying work i have done to start with the real thing.
DAY 1: 10:30 PM - Room No. 46 (Rachit's Room) Hostel 7This was the open house debate that was aimed at resolving all the differences that crept up in the family due to recent chain of events. The best way to save the group was to adopt "stitch in time saves nine approach". So the meeting was convened with the first satatement coming straight from the man who was the center of all controversy, one and only Seth. SETH- My fellow friends, during the last few days I along with others have observed that there has been some misunderstanding growing amongst all of us. Our unity has been our strength. So the agenda of the meeting is to resolve all the differences that has crept in the group. All are free to express their concern and no one is going to take any offence against any allegation made against him.
The word came out of seth's mouth and the atmosphere was charged with the array of complaints not against any body in particular but against the school of thought about the pro bending tendency of few towards the girls. There was confusion all over, similar to the ones that usally adorn such meetings. every1 had there own reason of going against the others. But the best part was that all were making the best use of God's gift - ears. all were listening to complains and and valid explanation about theit nature. some even promised to change the way the things have been going on in the recnt days. the biggest issue that came up was the Rukka dam controversy. It as the trip the was planned to be a get together for all of us. But most of the ppl(including myself) didn't join the trip on the allegation that they were not consulted b4 making the plan. as the evnt turned out after the trip. the grp was literally divided into two(extremists and moderates). the extremists consisted of Seth, Bum, Raaty, Bunty. all the others were primarily moderates. Vatty was the first to device a nomenclature for the two grps the extremists were termed as Dam party and the others as BH**** party. both the party made their stands clear over their view and a consensus was reached upon that both the grps shud modify themselves so as to suit the others. after the haughty discussion came the preventive discussion. The math behind such differences and the future course of action so as to avoid such controversy in future. while discussing various reasons were cited over the estranging relationship. one of the major being lack of any BAKAR element after our grand success at BITOTSAV. so news ideas started pouring in about the possible BAKAR mission that can be under taken to repair the damage. we jumped frm 1 conclusion to other and the most exciting of them was - THE JAMSHEDPUR TRIP. at arnd 11:30 we decided wat may fall we will go to jamshedpur tonight. to add to the zeal of making MISSION IMPOSSIBLE to MISSION IS POSSIBLE came out DIVYASTRA from Ratty. he said- The trip is final and those who back out i declare UNDY BUNDY(like all other secret mantras this is also one not to be diclosed) for them.every1 agreed. now came the mother of all troubles we pooled in all the money. but the sum was still not enough to take us to Jampot. the amount totaled to arnd Rs. 900 for 13 persons. At 12:00 midnight the carvan starts moving out of the hostel to the gate the first hurdle being the security at the gate. It was not much of a trouble as we were expecting the guards were fast asleep and we had no trouble in coming out from between the grills in the gate. all assembled in front of munna's pan shop. in the name of posseion we just had Bokaro's blus school bag that guarded a cell phone charger, a bed sheet, a toilet soap, a bottle of water, and bokaro's favourite brown comb.all were not dressed very heavily but still gud enough to protect them frm cold inside a room.the 2 km walk to the approach was not that pain taking because we were accustomed to such walk on our way back frm madhuban. but still the chilling waves that we experinenced near the plains (b4 DAV vidyamandir) gave us enough clues that we were still not well equiped to bear the cold. at the approach we were hopeful enough that we will get the lift but lady luck was not smiling at us that night. we tried our luck on each and every passing truck but none stopped thinking that we might be the gang of highway robbers trying to pluder them. few ppl took the initiative of stopping the trucks while most of us (including myself) were enjoying the warmth of a nearby bon fire. finally bhatti suggested that we are not going to get any success until the truck stops. so the best way to stop the truck was to go to some nearby petrol pump were the trucks will stop and we will come out with a innovative story to convince the driver.we went to the petrol pump. as expected a truck stopped to change its tyre. Ratty the best story maker made a story thatwas convincing enough for the driver and he agreed to give us a lift to jamshedpur. but the problem was he was not willing to allow every1 to sit in the front instead he said that all of us can sit in the luggage carrying part. as usual biyani and myself were the first to cite our poor health condition to sit in the back. so both of us were accomodated in the front. biyani a lazy person of degree 1 arranged for a not so decent bed for himself covering himself up with the truck walas blanket. i was sitting at one small seat still comforatble than all the others except biyani.we thought that we were finally in gud luck after an hour of hardwork. but as the saying goes "if spring comes can autumn be far behind".we were hardly 30 km out of ranchi at a place called Namkum when the truck suddenly came to a stop. the driver and the khalasi inspected the truck and declared that the truck was out of fuel. he said he had no money to buy any diesel so finally biyani(our accountant) offered him Rs. 150 to buy some diesel from some near by station. the khalasi went off with a canister. my self and biyani were enjoying the warmth of the drivers cabin but we were feeling some vibrations even though the truck's engine was stopped. we went back to see the reason for vibration. the reason was something that none of us expected. all the ppl in the back were shivering with cold. fast asleep they were trying to adjust themselves in the smallest of the portion of the bedsheet that was covering them. we waited there for arnd 2 hrs. when finally our patience gave up. now we thought it was useless to wait any more for the khalasi's return and we shud look for some alterantive to get to out destination. so the search began for another lift. finally a sardarji stopped thinking to help his fellow truck mate. we narrated the same made up story to him. he agreed to give us a lift to the nearby viallge were we can possibly get some vehicle at the break of the day. we reached the village and had some tea there. rachit even went to use the toilet there. it was dirty to the power of infinity still the storm that was gathering momentum inside him forced him to keep his sense of hygine and sanitation aside and use it to relieve him of the pressure. finally we got a small matador thatw as ready to take us to our destination. we boarded it. but as the bus wala started taking passengers on the way it was the experince of a life time. we had strange fellow passengers. some were human straight from the coal mines speaking in some strange language which was a mix of bihari and bengali and others were goats. yes "GOATS". the goats were travelling along with us. still we were happy that we will atleast reach our destination.finally were reached jampot at arnd 8:00 am. the first hunt of the day was to locate some "sulabh Sauchalaya". because thatw as the only place we all needed most urgently at the momemt.finally we got 1. it was clean we did our morning actvities. now destination 2 was going to be a saloon were we can give ourselves some human appearence. the hectic journey has left us one shade darker then we actually were. seth and kola got the complexion of ratty. ratty and bhatti were charred to my complexion. pankaj and me resembled bokaro. and bokaro was no lesser than any west indian cricketer. we finally got hold of a street which had many saloons and all were economical too. in the mean time we took out some money from the nearby ATM so that we can enjoy for the rest of the day. when the person in the saloon washed our face and wiped it with a piece of cotton we came across a new variety of cotton - "BLACK COTTON". finally the man in the saloon had to ask us whether we have been in some coal mine the previous night. still all of us got some relief that atleast we got a new improved look and can roam about without appearing alien to the passer by.now came the search for food. the agenda was to locate a place which was good enough and above all economical enogh. finally we got hold of one in sakchi. it was really one of the cheapest place i have ever dine in. and for the price on the menu it really served heaven. at the lunch we however decided that we are going to return in comfort. so the decision was taken that we wud hire a sumo tht can take us back to BIT. the onus was given to seth to arrange for 1 one making the best possible deal. most of us were broken into small grps but thanks to the cell phones were getting together again. the day went on and in the evening we went for the most expensive proposition of the day. this was the only royal thing our finance would allow said the accountant biyani. CAFE COFEE DAY. all were given a modest budget of Rs. 40 and we had to limit our budget to that. we did some bird watching over the coffee and took some rest on the cosy sofa of CCD. it was arnd 5 in the evening that seth said that he had arranged for the sumo and it was going to cost just Rs. 1000. thinking of the previous night every1 agreed. so that left us with some money for the dinner the only thing that we cud afford for the day were some veg, paneer and chicken roll at a street side world renound roll wala. every1 had two rolls but my appetite din allow me to have more than 1. finally it was time to return to our den. the sumo was on time. the return trip was mostly quiet except for some songs in chorus, some absuses from vatty and some pj's frm pankaj. it was exactly at 12:00 midnight tht we returned to the hostel. so thatw as the end of seemingly the longest and the most enjoyable day of all our lives. we decided that we will undertake such trips in the future again. Jamshedpur 2 did happen in the 8th sem but it was not that exciting as the first one. because as the saying goes "expedtion and s** gives unprecedented excitement when maiden".