My friends are the best.... Part 1

This post is about the nagarjuna sagar trip....

On 30th morning... 6 am... i am hearing some sound.. a sound that is striking my ears too hard... some where in the brain, one of the brain cells started to grasp it.. it decoded the sound and found out the content as "hello... who is this.. evarandi eppudaina cheppandi(atleast tell me now, who is this ?)"..... and then other brain cell recognized it as my ring tone.... it started recollecting.. who it could be.. "oh my god.. its lokesh.. he might have reached hyderabad.."...and then the whole body activated.. I saw the name on the mobile... and yeah its lokesh....I picked up the call...

Finally I received lokesh at 6.45 and reached home. I could still feel the pain of the surgery in the lower jaw. I was not in a position to laugh and all I could do was just smile. I could not stretch my cheeks far apart. I was still in dilemma whether to go for the trip and thinking about I slept. Sandesh called me around 11 and told that he started to MGBS. Till then we did not even brush. Finally with in a flash of seconds we are ready and reached MGBS. I called Raghu but he did not even lift the call. One more person is missing. We all waited for Ravi babu for one and half hours at bus stand. Atlast he came to the bus stand. But I should really appreciate him for coming with us. He was coming from coimbatore after a long trip and with out even going back to home, he came to bus stand straight from railway station.

Finally we all got into a bus and the journey started.......

The fun was at peak levels and comments were uncontrollable. Sandesh targets Rajesh... I support Rajesh... Lokesh tries his level best to target each and every one... ultimately he gets screwed up.... Ravi babu continues his lectures.... Murali, no doubt, continues his sleep where he left at the room....:)))...

I should write something about sandesh here....

There was a sudden chaos in the bus. One guy in the back seat got fits. People were shouting for keys or for some metal items. We dint have any. He was bending low and falling on to the floor of the bus. Few people were trying to help him. One of the fellow passenger got a metal rod and helped him to hold that metal rod. When that guy was falling down, sandesh tried to help him. He tried to make sure that the guy does not loose the grip. I was seeing all this and could not help him. I dont know why. Maybe after seeing the droplets of blood, I did not let myself go ahead. I felt bad for not helping him. But one thing makes me so upset when ever I remember this incident and that is "am I really fit for doing something that I am planning as my future goal ?" Anyways... kudos to sandesh..... Proud to be his friend...

We all reached Nagarjun sagar around 7 PM...We got a room in a very luxurious hotel. The room was damn good. Most importantly the view was amazing (ofcourse we felt that only on the next day). We started planning on how to go ahead in the next day. We concluded with some plan. We had some good dinner. It was awesome. I couldnot resist myself eating chicken curry(only curry.. I hate to eat pieces), despite the "pain" in the lower jaw. It was so tempting and I couldnot resist.

This pic was taken nearby to our room(the next day)

After dinner, we had some photoshoot. But then the real fun. The dance show by murali and ravi babu was awesome. Murali, despite extra skin, danced very well (ofcourse it was a single step with some minor changes). Ravi babu reminded me of comedy scene in a telugu movie. Sandesh too joined the party. I was shooting those moments. I still dont know how ravi babu could manage all those with out getting tired, that too coming back after a long trip from Coimbatore.

After watching rakta charithra, I slept............

When watching rakta charithra, I understood one thing. My friends are so matured interms of knowledge about politics. But a little biased for some parties. Anyways, that always happen.

Will update soon in part 2