So we planned a trip to Jurala Project , MahaboobNagar. I felt good because i am going to see a new place, felt bad because its the same old NH7.
This time, the group got bigger. We are 11 members on 6 bikes.
We followed the ritual, i.e starting at the cafe after having few cups of tea and delaying the trip for 1 Hr. There was no fog, so my bike compensated it with thick white smoke. After, reaching Aaramghar, Mahesh, the irritatingly speed driver Mahesh on Apache, said, he doesnot have money for petrol. Raju, step forwarded to help that poor guy, so that we dont have to go without him.
Am really getting bored of NH7. One more trip on that highway, may be i can tell the name of every Dhaba till Judcherla. I let Dixit drive and let the music not road, entertain me. With the entry of new members, there was no coordination on halts. Chandu is getting irritated of halts, and i am in a mood of "Let it go".
We got off NH7 , took a detour on dirt road to reach Jurala. The dam is not very big, but its a local picnic spot. People from near by Karnataka Villages come there to have a family outing there. Its almost 3, by the time we reached there. Everybody is hungry and nobody dared to talk on it. Finally, Sridhar broke-down and bought Bananas and ice-creams. They become starters for our lunch. Now we have to drive for main-course.
We took another path to return home, and joined with NH7 at Gadwel. Its 5 PM. Sridhar wanted to have lunch at Gadwel, but we dragged him till Pebbair, where Dixit and Raju went to bring chicken. We got into a Dhaba. The owner is kind and gave us a big hall. Had our lunch there, then Chandu made hukkah. I didnt know he brought Hukkah with him. Its a pleasant surprise.
After having their stomachs full, now guys wanted to have fun, which goes great with Hukkah. And there is Mahesh. Anil reminded him of the bet they both placed. The bet is Mahesh should reach Jurala from Hyderabad in 2 hours. Stake is 5000. Mahesh complained that he didnt knew the route to Jurala then. They both made me the judge. My verdict is, Mahesh should from Pebbair to Hyderabad in 1 and half hours to prove his driving prowess or give 5k to Anil. When Sridhar mocked him, Mahesh accepted the bet and left the Dhaba with such a rash speed that the dust rose to 5 feet. When dust settled down, Raju questioned "How can he go to Hyderabad, with no sufficient fuel in bike and no money in pocket ? "
We resumed journey with loud laughter, pointed at Mahesh. This time me and Raju on my bike. With Raju driving at 60 speed. Later, i realized that , we are actually at 80 KMPH and speedometer is broke. First dusk then darkness chased us. Once the night conquered the day and ruling the world, Anil called us and asked to us wait for them, as sridhar bikes HID is not functioning. As we were waiting at Bus Shelter, Sridhar and Anil came on Avenger, with low beam , turn lights on and Anil holding a torchlight, focusing it on road. After me and Raju done laughing at them, we started again and halted at Judcherla to get the headlight repaired.
Mahesh called me for help as he ran out of fuel and doesnot have money with him. As we were at Judcherla, i called Chandu and asked him to help that poor guy who was waiting at a petrol bunk. Soon, Chandu called me and started shouting at me. Apperantly, Mahesh bike was at petrol bunk and he is nowhere to be seen and its raining there. I called Mahesh, only to know that he went out for smoke and got struck in rain.
Everybody waited at Bunk, till me, Raju, Sridhar and Anil reached. I am using reserve petrol now, so went inside and getting petrol. Mahesh told the Bunk to fuel his bike worth 170 Rs. I didnt understand that, but i let it go, as cant understand most things about him. The Bunk guy asked me to pay 200 for fueling Mahesh Bike. When i asked , why extra 30, that guy told me that he lent Mahesh , Rs 30 for cigarettes. Rarely we meet guys like Mahesh, is not it.
The rain has spoiled the whatever coordination we had since morning. Only few of us, came to the cafe to finish off the driving ritual.
This time, the group got bigger. We are 11 members on 6 bikes.
We followed the ritual, i.e starting at the cafe after having few cups of tea and delaying the trip for 1 Hr. There was no fog, so my bike compensated it with thick white smoke. After, reaching Aaramghar, Mahesh, the irritatingly speed driver Mahesh on Apache, said, he doesnot have money for petrol. Raju, step forwarded to help that poor guy, so that we dont have to go without him.
Am really getting bored of NH7. One more trip on that highway, may be i can tell the name of every Dhaba till Judcherla. I let Dixit drive and let the music not road, entertain me. With the entry of new members, there was no coordination on halts. Chandu is getting irritated of halts, and i am in a mood of "Let it go".We got off NH7 , took a detour on dirt road to reach Jurala. The dam is not very big, but its a local picnic spot. People from near by Karnataka Villages come there to have a family outing there. Its almost 3, by the time we reached there. Everybody is hungry and nobody dared to talk on it. Finally, Sridhar broke-down and bought Bananas and ice-creams. They become starters for our lunch. Now we have to drive for main-course.
After having their stomachs full, now guys wanted to have fun, which goes great with Hukkah. And there is Mahesh. Anil reminded him of the bet they both placed. The bet is Mahesh should reach Jurala from Hyderabad in 2 hours. Stake is 5000. Mahesh complained that he didnt knew the route to Jurala then. They both made me the judge. My verdict is, Mahesh should from Pebbair to Hyderabad in 1 and half hours to prove his driving prowess or give 5k to Anil. When Sridhar mocked him, Mahesh accepted the bet and left the Dhaba with such a rash speed that the dust rose to 5 feet. When dust settled down, Raju questioned "How can he go to Hyderabad, with no sufficient fuel in bike and no money in pocket ? "
We resumed journey with loud laughter, pointed at Mahesh. This time me and Raju on my bike. With Raju driving at 60 speed. Later, i realized that , we are actually at 80 KMPH and speedometer is broke. First dusk then darkness chased us. Once the night conquered the day and ruling the world, Anil called us and asked to us wait for them, as sridhar bikes HID is not functioning. As we were waiting at Bus Shelter, Sridhar and Anil came on Avenger, with low beam , turn lights on and Anil holding a torchlight, focusing it on road. After me and Raju done laughing at them, we started again and halted at Judcherla to get the headlight repaired.
Mahesh called me for help as he ran out of fuel and doesnot have money with him. As we were at Judcherla, i called Chandu and asked him to help that poor guy who was waiting at a petrol bunk. Soon, Chandu called me and started shouting at me. Apperantly, Mahesh bike was at petrol bunk and he is nowhere to be seen and its raining there. I called Mahesh, only to know that he went out for smoke and got struck in rain.
Everybody waited at Bunk, till me, Raju, Sridhar and Anil reached. I am using reserve petrol now, so went inside and getting petrol. Mahesh told the Bunk to fuel his bike worth 170 Rs. I didnt understand that, but i let it go, as cant understand most things about him. The Bunk guy asked me to pay 200 for fueling Mahesh Bike. When i asked , why extra 30, that guy told me that he lent Mahesh , Rs 30 for cigarettes. Rarely we meet guys like Mahesh, is not it.
The rain has spoiled the whatever coordination we had since morning. Only few of us, came to the cafe to finish off the driving ritual.
