In"DUST"reaL....TouRo....ckS...Part-I

Dust in the title doesn't mean the dust that spreads around the roads of Hyderabad.It means the snow dust which makes us to forget everything and everyone in the life...that's why it Rocks.


To be frank Industrial tour doesn't mean visiting damn industries or visiting sites.While our tour is in plan one of my friends said, "Leela...I already visited north and my father won't give permission, so you go." Tour doesn't mean visiting north or south,it's an enjoyment with friends and I don't know whether my friend agrees with me or not?

Actually our train has to be started on 8th morning morning 6 'O' clock at Hyderabad station but the announcement sucks our mind the AP Express runs 12 hours late,any how we added those 12 hours to our tour and enjoyed.Finally by evening 5 'O' clock we reached the station with extra luggage that no one had permission to carry in second class coaches.The train arrived at 6 'O' clock; we get in and adjusted our berths.The train moves very slowly as like bride's fashion show in-front of bridegroom.Some of our friends changed dress and some didn't;we ordered some sort of dinner to pantry car guy and at Warangal we had it.


The train crossed Ramagundam and one of the most memorable event occurred,our friend Kfc showered on Sai Kiran's dress.Somehow he managed and changed.May be Kfc doesn't like it, that's why he showered again and again on the same person,....the luckiest guy who won the showers of Kfc.The journey continues while some are playing cards,some are chatting,some are sleeping.

The next day i.e, on 09-01-2011 train crossed Maharashtra and enters to Madhya Pradesh.I started to think who is the CM of MP;I remembered some sort of Chauhan; whoever it may be , we had our breakfast even-though it is not tasty.We started to play truth and dare as it reveals some unknown facts.,later we imitated anchor Omkar and have some remix songs.Time crawls slowly...,may be passing time with same gender is not easy I think so...,that's why people used to chat and roam here and there with opposite gender.

We came to know,by 10th morning we will be at our capital city New Delhi.It's the known fact that winter sucks in Delhi,everyone of us get prepared with jackets,shawls,monkey caps to face the battle.Raghuram is our team leader as he looks like an ISI agent in his new jacket for Delhi.Just one more hour to be filled with joy then a blast...i.e, some strangers gets in to the train. They clapped hands and demanded for money.I faced this situation in school days, my heart beat raises from 72 to 144.I sat side of Karthik and we both pretended to sleep.Few of my friends gave money and few refused.God of the tour Raj Kumar shouted "puppy dedo" and something like that..again shower guys are the lucky guys to have puppies.I get the lyrics of A.N.R song "E nati e bandam a natido......."

Train reached to Delhi station and we got into the bus the travel agency arranged.Even if you go Delhi or America...,the girls of Andhra Pradesh always occupies first seats...may be they follow the grand paa's lie ladies first.Then our guide enters to scene and he introduced himself as "Babu my name is Raj Patel and my number is...." so and so like that.

Within 15 minutes we reached to hotel named "Dhaka International", few of us gave our identity cards in reception and receptionist face seems to look like Rooti..,may be north Indians takes rooti's so much.,that's why his face changed like that..,if receptionist is a girl...ugly to imagine.Me, Anil, Siva Reddy are room mates from Delhi to end of the tour.Just we fresh-up there and went for breakfast;it is on upstairs.When I came out of the room,I saw two of our class girls(Srujana and Mamata) are waiting for lift..,may be they have become old to climb steps.I said "Had your breakfast", one of them replied "Have to go." It is impossible not to wish a girl when no one is there side of us, they may feel it as a disturbance or whatever I don't know.

Our English Sir K.Venkata Ramana and Gousea Mam came with us.They never says a single word and mingled with us as friends.Up next we packed our luggage and started our journey to Amritsar.It takes 12 hours from Delhi to Amritsar, if Rajinikanth drives it may take 12 minutes or even less.First of all I am afraid of 12 hours journey untill we take lunch at Haryana, but this time I remembers the CM of Haryana is Bhupinder Singh Hooda.Along with north Indian Rooti's we consumed some extra power which is more powerful than Reliance petroleum or Sachin's boost.If Sachin takes that extra power I bet he will hit triple century and brings WC.

We started but the fate, sound system in our bus is not working but it doesn't matter because the consumed power wakes up the singers with rocking songs "bavaluuuuu.......sye..aa" by hero of the tour Anil Reddy and one more blockbuster song "attaru saaibbu....manchodani..." by our team leader Raghu Ram Reddy and beautiful dance show by all of us.Oh sorry! I forget to tell you about photography by Dream boy Tinku.By night 12 we reached Amritsar and had our dinner.Some of us feel to sleep but Yuvraj Reddy arranged oven full of coal on terrace.Cold whether...,hot coal...,nice friends ..., surrounded the coal and in between punch dialogues from Bhaskar Reddy.....not easy to forget those moments.At that time I feel to eat Mirchi bajji with tomato chat-nee and karapodi.

The next morning we visited Golden temple and Jallianwala Bagh.That evening by 4 'O' clock we started to Wagah border.In that journey we feel to sit on top of the bus, immediately all the boys gets on it and even some girls(Harshita,Gayatri,Sinduri,Kavya and so....).According to me Wagah border is the best place in Punjab because it creates a feel that we are Indians but none of us gets a feel to work there except Vivek Reddy alias Billa.

Next we reached hotel safely.Supper is the next task in the queue we are giong to execute,before that we have nice DJ cum Disco.I heard these DJ's and Discos are from Western culture but ours are purely Made-in-India DJ's with complete gender disparity, I am not not only criticizing the opposite sex.

Next to Kulu Manali, the place everyone of us are enthusiastically waiting to find the Goddess Vaishali for the God Raj Kumar.



to be continued.........(any suggestions for part-II are kindly invited with no gender disparity)