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I was really gasping by the time we reached the top although I was not even carrying any of the instrument boxes, courtesy the boys again. Anyways, we set up the survey instruments. Our instructor gave us instructions and we did the work in turns. Well, we took readings only once and the rest was done by B. B was the sincere learner of our batch. Each and every topic was diagnosed and analyzed to the core. Each and every book in BCL (British Council Library) was turned inside out to empower his knowledge. So, for exams, we didn’t have to bother much. Just one hour before exam, B would give his discourse on the subject and that was good enough for us to write the exam.
Surveying and readings were forgotten, including by B, and the boys started to search for hollow places. They went on banging on each and every stone and were very excited whenever they encountered a hollow one. They even started engraving their names on those places so that it can be reserved in their name if ever the treasure was unearthed. So, much for a treasure. Sigh!
Now, post dinner there was a discussion, as to who would carry the target to the hill top nearby so that the rest of the group could do the night observation. As such, many were not willing to go there, as we would have to be awake till 11 for the night observation, as well as an extra half an hour to come down. The guys didn’t want to lose that 1/2 an hour of blissful sleep and maybe they were scared too:). Anyways, after a heated discussion, three brave people volunteered to go to the hill top. A torch was to be used as the signalling mechanism. If the torch was put on and off 1 time, then it meant that we were observing. If the torch was put on and off 3 times, then it meant that they could come back and so on.
So, R, K and Captain went to the hill top to set up the target while the rest of the group waited for them. While waiting for the three musketeers to set up the target, we got talking with the instructor again and he was again on his spree to tell us stories. When he had gone to survey in a forest, it seems the group he was in had lost its way in the night. They suddenly spotted somebody with a lantern moving in a particular direction and decided to follow it. After a few mins, the person vanished right in front of them. They all didn’t know what to do and stood transfixed. No one slept that day and they kept awake till the morning.
By the time, the story was completed some of us were perspiring and looking at each. The place from where we were observing was right opposite to a burial ground (eeks!!!). Our instructor was continuing his ghostly encounters. It seems at many times, our instructor (T sir) had heard anklet sounds and seen some moving figures on a full moon day. Fear filled us. Our gaze went up to the white round thing which was looking in all its glory at us, yes today was also a full moon day. I was getting uneasy. My subconscious mind wanted to dispel the fear but I couldn’t. Through the corner of my eye, I saw something wavy, something moving. I caught K’s hand and stood grounded. We started looking at each other to see if the person next to us was our friend or Mr/Ms Ghost.
All this while, B and V oblivious to the ghost stories surrounding them, were sincerely setting up the instrument for the observation. We were more than happy when the observations were done and we signaled to the guys to come back. We waited for 1/2 an hour for them to come back but there was no sign of them. It was time to sleep and we girls went to our tent. Somehow the chillness outside and added to it the eerie silence of the camp was making me restless. I lay down and tried to sleep but couldn’t. I kept hearing some tinkling sounds like those of anklets. I closed my ears and tried to sleep. I must have drifted off to sleep when something fell on me. I got up sweating and heart beating aloud. I wanted to shout but it looked as though I had suddenly become dumb. I fumbled for the torch in the dark and finding it, put it on. Holy gosh, it was only V’s leg on me. V had the habit of putting her legs on whoever slept near to her. Least did she know that she gave me a mild heart attack that day. God, bless my weak heart, I can be so scared at times for stupid things.
Day 4, we got up refreshed. T Sir decided to move us to different locations and the survey points of all the groups was changed. This time we went to a nearby hill top. This was the most scary climb of all, at least for me. The rest of the climb is ok but when we reach the survey point, it is a single stone with a 90 degree inclination and you need to be a Spiderwoman with a web to climb that. Anyways, I was literally pushed up the stone and the survey started. While B and T Sir went about writing the second chapter of Surveying, the rest of the group played cards.
Day 5 was the final day of our survey and we were given the entire day to make our charts and complete the calculations. B, Me, V, K and some of us were very sincerely doing the work while some slept and the rest went for a walk. It seemed to be a never ending process. We calculated, re-calculated and by dinner, we were done. We showed this to T Sir who said the the calculation was wrong and have to re-do it. We felt a bit sad but still sat down again not knowing if we could sleep that night. 11pm turned to 3 am but we were still doing the calculations. It was shivering cold outside but that did not deter us. We went on and on trying to match the calculations. Around 5 am, Captain woke up the cook and got some black coffee made for us. That totally washed down our sleep and we continued. It must have been around 9 am when we finally completed the calculations. It took us 24 hours to do this entire task and we had not once slept in between. Anyways, after that we caught a few winks of sleep while the rest of the group copied the results (as always).
It was also our last day at Bhongir and we were to bid farewell to this place where we had some awesome time for the past 5 days. It is 8 years since this camp took place but the memories are still afresh. We all now reside on various points on the globe but these are memories which will we carry all through our life. No wonder, when K suggested this topic, I just couldn’t resist.
Now K from hamara bharat desh and B from Germany are putting in their brains to work too for this post. It may seem am exaggerating but I can’t help but saying “I have the best friends in the world”. They are friends with whom I may not talk for months together but will be the first ones to be by my side in my most troubled moments, friends with whom I can giggle and just be myself and not the matured person I pretend to be, friends to whom I don’t have to say “Please come” but rather “Are you going to come or not… else am going to send my goons to parcel you to India”, friends with whom I can talk and talk for hours together and when the conference call ends, its just “Why did the call end?”. Three unknown people, brought up in different environments met each other and there blossomed a lifelong friendship. K and B have been an integral part of my life since college and my best buddies till date. I have met many people, have made a lot of friends but no one can take the place of K and B in my life. Thank you guys for everything :).
Final part to be continued in next post showcasing our Jibba story and the final run to catch the train.
So, V also showed off her skills! Hey you completely forgot the share auto stuff every evening from bhongir fort.
Your cartoons rock! pinra po!
Super ammini!
Hey yes cartoons are awesome.. especially about B trying to make notes..
Anyways will thank B now for making us pass every single time 🙂
we took nearly 24 hours to complete the calculation ….I still dont know how we got it right with the readings we took 🙂
& also the onions we peeled the rotis we made.. wonder I remember all these 🙂
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thanks once again ….cherishing and happier moments of life are never forgotten ……..KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK…….
Thanks Captain 🙂
ya she did…. well there are so many things… so am trying to cover as much as possible. 🙂
Cartoons are courtesy toondoo 🙂 am not doing anything only putting them together 🙂
ha ha… how can we forget B and his notes 🙂
Yes, thanks B 🙂
good your memory power has improved…. so no need for memory capsules this b’day 🙂
Recollection of such memories is so nice no 🙂
I am very much interested in that final run to catch the train part 😛 😛
And ya, friends r blessings indeed 🙂 God bless u all !
Ya very true Swaram… Those are days which all of us will always remember throughout our life….
Final part.. will try to post soon 🙂
Thanks Swaram 🙂
Friends are best… don’t they???? Again loved this post completely.. you are forcing me to write my college trip which I am postponing for a long time…
/*V kept asking for “Vengaiyalu” at each shop but the shopkeepers couldn’t understand. It was later on we came to know, there was no word as “Vengaiyalu”. She had added Vengaiyam in Tamil + lu t*/
ROFL.. actually that how many Tamil guys speak telugu… 😀 😀 Have you seen one comedy scene by vivek??? hilarious.. I think she was inspired by that… that movie released on that time 😀 😀
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8OLgyqHxaI
You all done those calculations till morning.. *I faint*.. I swear on anything I will not do that in right mind that too in kinda tour 🙂 🙂
Your cartoons are cute and superb… just loved the way they throw you up to the fort and the comment of you for queen card.. ROFL 😀 😀
Same reaction for Vengayalu… 😀 😀
This is one of the best posts of you Shilpa.. loved it 🙂 🙂
so cute.e….. the cartoons… OMG… hehe
hee hee 🙂
Truly… nothing to beat friends in this world….
Vivek’s comedy truly funny 🙂
Thank you so much for your lovely comments Kanaga… It made my day ….:)
Well I would never want to climb that mountain again… and boys will be boys you see… sight adhikama irukka mudiyuma… 🙂
hehehe loved all your toons but sad you didn’t come across Ghostji 😛 and really liked what u shared about your friendship 🙂 and searching for vengayalu was rib-cracking 😀
Really enjoying your trip memories 🙂
btw, what hap to disqus commenting ? :S earlier i was just able to comment in your blog with my email – name – url but now that option is missing and i have to login to twitter 😦
Just checked on this… and I was able to comment as guest (just email id and name)… can you try???
I guess disqus is revamping their look and feel and probably they have removed the url option 🙂
Let me know if it is still asking for a twitter login.
Thanks LR 🙂 Friends are the best!!!
LOL was waiting to read more about this ghost story that you mentioned in part 1, didn’t know how I missed it…loved reading it 🙂
Friends are the best 😀
Hee hee… Thanks Titaxy 🙂
Youa re such a great story teller…….enjoyed the toons and your narration!!
Thanks Sandhya 🙂 🙂 🙂