The Program Season two Pilot After twenty minutes I woke up, all sweaty and distort. My head was throbbing with pain. I managed to somehow get up. Immediately, I conjured a Cadbury five star from my long forgotten suitcase. Chocolate is the fastest energizer ( bananas and redbull come a close second). Now that I was fully recharged and fresh after a sizzling hot water bath, I decided to go out and see whether anyone missed me in the last twenty minutes. Turned out no one did. I roamed around on the second floor corridor, I could see Abhishek anant, knocking door to door, asking for Iron, to press his, ultra cool, cargoes. I filled up my jug and just as i turned to back, I saw Vinod coming up to the second floor. He was, as he was meant to be in hindi speaking population, confused. I obviously didnt had time to interact with him the other day, so I called my telugu comrade into my room. He well was more than happy to finally hear a telugu voice. We chatted for two hours or so. I was the first one to actually know him in Coe, and obviously so. He was from vishakapatnam, and was teaching ipcc students the various issues involving CA through Costing and IT. I asked him about his experience in Coe until that point. He said he was a bit lost but then was optimistic that eventually he would be accepted. Acha, who is Cr of your batch? I asked him, changing the galiyan song on TV to Linkin Park. I dont know, Ok, I think it is Kejriwal, or something like that , he said rolling on sumits bed. Kejriwal? Who the hell is Kejriwal,? Im pretty sure I havent met him . I dont know, he looks like a an elongated emu bird to me , vinod said. I chuckled as well. As was the custom, Akshay walked in took out a box from, well definitely not my bag, and started munching on some biscuits. Later on he thankfully acknowledged that this was my room and as fate would have it I was sitting there. hey, Akki, didnt go to dinner? I asked him, as he jumped up onto the TV Stand and sat there cross legged. they dont have biscuits , replied as a matter of fact. Obviously in a country where staple food is oreo dal, this atrocity was unacceptable. I being a decent host, tried to introduce them Acha, Akki this is vinod, from 25th batch , I said, as vinod extended his hand to shake akkis. so? , he said least bothered. OK there are somethings you can answer by wisdom, and some with pure wit. But how do you answer this. Vinod could well do nothing but to bring back his hand and pluck the cover of the pillow. did you see the fifa match , Akshay asked me totally ignoring vinod. no I dont watch football , I said, and turned back to discuss the day off trip plans with Vinod. I dont think that they would like the places Ive decided , I said continuing my conversation with vinod. Ok if you see charminar, and come back Ok, To golconda, where is tank bund then , he asked me its called Soccer , Akshay interrupted as I was scribbling the names of places to see sorry what?, I looked up to Akshay its not football, its soccer Im not.... I dont care , I snapped Vinod stood up to leave. why are you standing up? asked Akshay Sharma first time concerned about a person other than himself. Im going to have dinner , vinod said innocently. sit , Akshay ordered and jumped off the TV Stand and stormed out. After that non sensical scene, vinod turned to me is he angry with me? he said Nope, hes hungry saying which I stood up and both of us left to have dinner. While I was deciding between leaving a curry made of rajma on steroids ( it was scary to say the least) and snakeguard fry ( need I say more), Shreyans and Ashwani came up to give their contribution to the trip. I hadnt actually decided on the places yet, so I told them that I would take it later. So, who all have given their contribution as such asked karthik as I joined them with roti and dal. only Jatin Garg till now , I replied Siddharth, no one is intrested in the trip, Im telling you , Sumit said Yea Im thinking of the same... Rajj.. Rajj.. Friums leke aana Bhai! I screamed from the farthest corner of cafeteria to the other corner. Poor guy was startled to the core, almost dropping his bowl of dal. I checked my watsapp and saw a weird message in the group from karthik all 25th batch friends.. Leave.. Please.. As limit is 50 karthik, whats this bro , I showed him the message. the group limit is 50 and we are 50, so I asked others to leave what if they dont? I asked him Ill remove them , I said calmly. I was reminded of Don Corleone from the Godfather Series. What was left for karthik to do was to make them an offer they couldnt refuse . As I was leaving cafeteria, I came across Gopal, who pulled my sleeve do you get high? , he said wait wait, Im having a deja vu,.... Nope not that, go on , I replied Yeah you know the room, right , he winked at me. I think I do , I could manage before someone was calling out my name from the lawn area. I could see Saumik, Nanda Kishore, Anuj and Akash Kankariya sitting there. I walked upto them hey guys, Kya chal raha hai , I said to Akash, the only one I knew there at that time nothing much, but where are we going Sid? , he said with his trademark serious tone. well, yeah, that, Im planning to... , I tried to be as informative as possible wait.. What?.. You are planning? , he said looking at me dead in the eye Yeah, I am, is there a problem Nope, where do we start? , he said I think charminar would be the starting point, and then salarjung so on and so forth Ok why? he said giving a clear impersonation of Clint Eastwood because its what defines this city and also because its the farthest Acha cool , and they returned to their own discussion of Delhi and its people. I stood there for a minute or so, and once I knew that Im embarrassing myself, I walked away. I came back to the room, after watching Thomas hits three sixers in a row with a make do cardboard bat and paper ball. Though the pitch was on the greener side, the spinners werent getting any help. The batters were on course to posting a huge score on the board. I entered my room and found Sumit furiously punching his pre independence dell notepad. Poor guy, his employers must have lived him for existing with this kind of technical support. Anyways I teared up a page and started making a list of places to cover. I had to present the list to my batch, whom I had called to gather in the second floor lounge. Sumit came to my rescue. We did, actually he did all the brain storming, and came up with a list of places which seemed workable. However, 15 minutes later everything became chaos at the lounge. Some of us, were dead against charminar. Some against golconda. And some others were against Hyderabad in general. The list was modified, scribbled, erased, pissed upon and then made final. Though I could see many dissatisfied faces, I couldnt change it. I decided then and there that the trip was not gonna happen. I decided to let everyone make their own plans, but hadnt expressed that thought. That would be an excellent choice in time to come as everyone through their own trip around the city fell in love with the city. I myself couldnt have asked for more, as in that trip I had made friends for life through the dark and narrow stairs of charminar and through sharing the aam panna at bikanervala. I thought of telling the batch my decision first thing in the morning . What was the session by the way. It had a fairly interesting name. It went something like negotiation skills..... ( to be continued)
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