We made elaborate plans for our trip to MGM on the 18th of November 09.We started a little later than as planned due to unavoidable reasons,that,I can be sure dint hamper the common mood that prevailed amongst us. The journey to MGM began in a crowded C51,where we sat crumpled, yet comfortably,without any qualms or disgruntled faces.
The first display of courage came from Catherine,who owing to her nonsupporting body resolved not to demand too much than a pill and some time off the joint travel, which were both easily available.The reunited group now,from VGP,traveled jointly towards MGM in a coughing bus,with weeping Sandhiya.
Alas!,we reached MGM and convinced Sandhiya that she isn't getting back all alone by herself.The first ride was on a giant wheel.We were accommodated in pairs except John who was the odd one out of the 11 of us.The ride could have been scarier if not for Sushma, in front of whom the wheel seemed like a baby on cradle.
It was then time for some more celebration.Yes! Isaac was now the cynosure as he cut his B'day cake.I and Imman took much of d delights of the cake.
Up next came more thrilling rides and d hilarious dashing cars that moved like billiards struck by madmen.It was time for lunch,the menu was told and we soon found ourselves on the ship that pulled the cake pieces out of Imman's stomach which fell out as juice.I did most of the teasing and was aptly punished,to which I will return later.
The lunch table was ready by when Ranger was past.I would have missed the best of Ranger if not for Sherley's company, who opened my eyes to the beautiful world under our heads as we sat with our upside down at earth.The lunch bills were settled by Nelson who insisted it be called his treat.It was our generosity to accept his request.
Here comes water rides.We made the most of it and made it the most memorable part of the outing.We were out after about two hours of splashing and swimming. I was, at the end of the activity in water, convinced of my a newly earned ability to save myself if I were let to myself in calm waters. Sherley and Catherine symbolized courage as much as Sushma symbolized grace. But this was the case only under water.On land, however, Sushma was an incarnation of adventure.
It was now my turn and I followed Imman and decorated the ground with cake and fried rice.From here,it was just video games before bye bye. We again spilt up into two groups, one moving towards Tambaram through Sholinganallur and the other into the city via Guindy. I belonged to the latter group. Our journey back home was particularly slow since we had to penetrate the heavy traffic of the city.That's when Maitreyi and Sandhiya chose to catch an auto all the way to their respective destinations. Now left with Immanuel and John, we saw no inconvenience in the remaining travel upto Saidapet station. There we three of us dinned at a restaurant before we further split up with John taking the train to Tambaram and me and Imman waiting together for the train that was announced to be late by half an hour.
The train finally arrived and all we could find was a place for our foot on the foot board. As we moved into Mambalam station we thought we had traveled back in time to when Gandhiji was being expected to arrive in the train. So much was the crowd like never seen before. From here we caught a fast train and I alighted at the Chetpet station and Imman continued his journey to Egmore. It was not all over for me yet, I had to put up with another half an hour of wait before boarding a train to Nungambakkam. Once in Nungambakkam I was soon at home, and once at home soon to realize that both John and Imman to were just at their respective home's. Imman was late because he had left his bike keys with John.
Oh what a day it was, how long and how deep it ran through me, as I contemplate of all that transpired I see that it is most striking the display of courage that conquered our fears, and it, I see as a consequence of faith in human work, on god and more importantly the company of friends whose mere presence transformed horrific rides into terrific ones.
It was during the night that I enjoyed the day's events as I reflected on myself all that had happened during the day. It is truly astonishing that memories touch you more profoundly than real acts.
The first display of courage came from Catherine,who owing to her nonsupporting body resolved not to demand too much than a pill and some time off the joint travel, which were both easily available.The reunited group now,from VGP,traveled jointly towards MGM in a coughing bus,with weeping Sandhiya.
Alas!,we reached MGM and convinced Sandhiya that she isn't getting back all alone by herself.The first ride was on a giant wheel.We were accommodated in pairs except John who was the odd one out of the 11 of us.The ride could have been scarier if not for Sushma, in front of whom the wheel seemed like a baby on cradle.
It was then time for some more celebration.Yes! Isaac was now the cynosure as he cut his B'day cake.I and Imman took much of d delights of the cake.
Up next came more thrilling rides and d hilarious dashing cars that moved like billiards struck by madmen.It was time for lunch,the menu was told and we soon found ourselves on the ship that pulled the cake pieces out of Imman's stomach which fell out as juice.I did most of the teasing and was aptly punished,to which I will return later.
The lunch table was ready by when Ranger was past.I would have missed the best of Ranger if not for Sherley's company, who opened my eyes to the beautiful world under our heads as we sat with our upside down at earth.The lunch bills were settled by Nelson who insisted it be called his treat.It was our generosity to accept his request.
Here comes water rides.We made the most of it and made it the most memorable part of the outing.We were out after about two hours of splashing and swimming. I was, at the end of the activity in water, convinced of my a newly earned ability to save myself if I were let to myself in calm waters. Sherley and Catherine symbolized courage as much as Sushma symbolized grace. But this was the case only under water.On land, however, Sushma was an incarnation of adventure.
It was now my turn and I followed Imman and decorated the ground with cake and fried rice.From here,it was just video games before bye bye. We again spilt up into two groups, one moving towards Tambaram through Sholinganallur and the other into the city via Guindy. I belonged to the latter group. Our journey back home was particularly slow since we had to penetrate the heavy traffic of the city.That's when Maitreyi and Sandhiya chose to catch an auto all the way to their respective destinations. Now left with Immanuel and John, we saw no inconvenience in the remaining travel upto Saidapet station. There we three of us dinned at a restaurant before we further split up with John taking the train to Tambaram and me and Imman waiting together for the train that was announced to be late by half an hour.
The train finally arrived and all we could find was a place for our foot on the foot board. As we moved into Mambalam station we thought we had traveled back in time to when Gandhiji was being expected to arrive in the train. So much was the crowd like never seen before. From here we caught a fast train and I alighted at the Chetpet station and Imman continued his journey to Egmore. It was not all over for me yet, I had to put up with another half an hour of wait before boarding a train to Nungambakkam. Once in Nungambakkam I was soon at home, and once at home soon to realize that both John and Imman to were just at their respective home's. Imman was late because he had left his bike keys with John.
Oh what a day it was, how long and how deep it ran through me, as I contemplate of all that transpired I see that it is most striking the display of courage that conquered our fears, and it, I see as a consequence of faith in human work, on god and more importantly the company of friends whose mere presence transformed horrific rides into terrific ones.
It was during the night that I enjoyed the day's events as I reflected on myself all that had happened during the day. It is truly astonishing that memories touch you more profoundly than real acts.
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