So I am writing after a long time (again…). I don’t think I had anything interesting worth sharing.
It was yesterday night. I had had my dinner. My friend Gautam asked me to accompany him to canteen. So after having some food there, we decided to go outside IIIT, and have some ice-cream.
So there we were, having our ice-creams. I don’t know what occurred to Gautam and he said it has been a long time we did something interesting. I asked him what did he want to do. After thinking for sometime, he told me that let us go to Mehdipatnam. I asked him what did he want to do at Mehdipatnam at 11 P.M. He replied that we will go and come back. I asked what kind of fun would he derive from this activity. He told that he didn’t know whether it will be fun or not, but he hasn’t done anything like this before and he wanted to do this. I thought he was correct and I agreed. Then we headed towards the bus stop.
After waiting for some time, I asked him why don’t we go down the ISB road as I hadn’t gone there before. He told me it was a good idea too. So we were walking on the road at midnight, where we could see no one except the cabs going for the night shifts. We were there at ISB when I told him I needed a break. We sat outside ISB and we started discussing about the past two years spent here and what lies ahead for us in the future. The wind played a supporting role in the continuation of our discussion. About half an hour later, fearing that the security guards might think we were some troublemakers, we decided to go back.
While returning, an auto rickhaw came and asked if we wanted to go somewhere. We told him that we didn’t want an auto. After he went, we asked a cab to drop us at the red light. When we reached, we saw the same auto standing there. I told Gautam that it was time to have some fun. We went and stood ahead of the auto as if we were waiting for an auto or a cab. On seeing us, the auto driver was like he had seen a ghost. We behaved like we hadn’t seen him before. After a few minutes, the driver came and asked if we were outside ISB few minutes ago. We said no. Then Gautam broke into laughter and we told him that we came by a cab. The driver also started laughing with us.
While going back to hostel, I was thinking that the idea was a complete fun. It reminded me of the days back at home. I, along with my friends, would wander in the evenings. That was great fun. Miss those days !!
