funkture after funkture
half an hour down the road, we were woken up by the sweet sound of another funkture. bother! bother! now what?!
we got down again.... this time right in front of a phone booth. phil called up all his girl friends and settled down things.... one of them was closer to us in Mysore and he even tried asking her if she could come and pick us up.... obviously not! girls always have something better to do than picking up two guys stranded in rural tamil nadu.... dont they?
well...youre right. we started walking again! yes we did. trod for around 3 to 4 km again... feasted on bananas in between... its was hot mind u. no one in the world seemed to have pity on us. finally... finally.... an hp gas truck stopped. The driver 'chacha' and his aides willingly agreed to give us a lift to the check point some 20 km away. phil got into another interesting conversation about bandipur, mudumalai and wayanad with 'chellan', one of the helpers. He told us about resthouses in the area and things we could do and the like!
we were a little more than a km from the checkpoint when the truck suddenly stopped... we dint know why! everyone except chacha disappeared none of us knew where to!
oh no! again!! what in the world was happening!
half an hour down the road, we were woken up by the sweet sound of another funkture. bother! bother! now what?!
we got down again.... this time right in front of a phone booth. phil called up all his girl friends and settled down things.... one of them was closer to us in Mysore and he even tried asking her if she could come and pick us up.... obviously not! girls always have something better to do than picking up two guys stranded in rural tamil nadu.... dont they?
well...youre right. we started walking again! yes we did. trod for around 3 to 4 km again... feasted on bananas in between... its was hot mind u. no one in the world seemed to have pity on us. finally... finally.... an hp gas truck stopped. The driver 'chacha' and his aides willingly agreed to give us a lift to the check point some 20 km away. phil got into another interesting conversation about bandipur, mudumalai and wayanad with 'chellan', one of the helpers. He told us about resthouses in the area and things we could do and the like!
we were a little more than a km from the checkpoint when the truck suddenly stopped... we dint know why! everyone except chacha disappeared none of us knew where to!
oh no! again!! what in the world was happening!
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