Another escapade from the college

After a gap of three long  months and the first trip , the backpacker club got into action again , this time to a place more known and closer by - The Jainti Dam and it was on our own vehicles , no gruesome and abominable buses with  fat lying tobacco chewing  conductors.

It was just the four of us , our activas  and backpacks. The plan brewed with the idea of driving to the morni hills( that's probably  our next destination) fifteen days back in a drab chemistry class. And yesterday when a few backpackers chickened out of driving in the hilly areas ( morni ) , I thought of going to the dam, the entire plan was chalked out .

Planning such things after an exam is great fun and perhaps a custom now. We do it all the time and the plans turn into reality only a 50% of times.The plotting was elaborate , guess more than what was required. Since six (earlier ) of us were going, we were teamed into three departments , one for food , second beverages and I can't recall what the third was. Yeah that's how engineers work , diligent and efficient. We are definitely going to do the big MNC world some good.

When everything was decided , two of the people chose to go out on dates over going out with friends, can anything be more lame and boring?? This infuriated uncle V( the self proclaimed team leader) and then me ( the self proclaimed inventor of all the cool ideas, this was my idea , and they seemed to be ruining it).But then we decided to leave them behind and  have the real fun while they bored themselves to death with the guys.

In the morning after making sure that all the departments were taken care of we left . The backpackers were out again. We got on to the highway in ten minutes. Again the same old thing happened , he had no clue where to go and  where to turn from. That is when google came to our rescue , thankfully it had the directions of the dam. Seriously if you can't find something , just google it.We got on the right path.

  The roads kept on getting narrower and the ride bumpier. We bypassed countless villages , farms ( nice ones with yellow flowers) and tiny huts and villagers who eagerly gave us the directions( google did not have the complete details and airtel did not have good  network there).

That's one of the  broad roads among all the narrow roads. Don't we look like scary monsters?

After a half hour's drive we were at the dam.The most calm and peaceful place. It seemed so beautiful , being there, away from the usual hustle bustle was nice.Then we thought of going down the slope and sitting by the water body.Going down the slope was the most hilarious thing. S would tumble after every second and scream for help.


Finally when we made our way down and were admiring the beauty , the irritating caretaker started yelling at us and telling us that going so near the water was prohibited and blah , blah. Jerk had seen us "trekking" ( S calls going down a 10 meter slope trekking) and had not stopped us then.Anyways after much complaining and swearing we climbed ( trekked) up. 

We then found a spot to sit and cursed whoever that man was till we were satisfied. All the driving and "trekking" had turned us into hungry gluttons and the the food packets , breezer bottles were opened and we got high on life. Uncle V wanted us to talk, not the usual useless chatter wanted the three of us to reveal things( I am not mentioning the things here). She is good at making people do that.It's strange I am with these people all day long and even then there was so much I did not know.

The three of em'

And me

At around two o'clock we decide to leave and on the way stopped to click some pictures of the fields with the yellow flowers.That's were we had the stole ( that makes us look like monsters)tying drama around my face. I could not do it but had to coz otherwise the hair go frizzy and entangle badly.Gosh those three made me feel like a clown.

When S decided to shoot me .

Somehow I managed to wrap around that wretched stole  to save the hair but still they did go bad . The drive back was quite uneventful except for S saying out loud to a hot guy with an anorexic girlfriend, that he needed to improve his choice. Unfortunately we did not stop see his reaction.


A few more pictures :

This one's my favorite

The fatal chemistry.

Chemistry was the only subject I liked in school. Okay maybe not really liked it that much, just found it easier than the others. It was not nerve wrecking like physics or mind boggling like maths. I always scored well and got most of the concepts of  chemistry right. 

Always thought chemical equations were less taxing than solving the x and y equations or calculating the time interval difference of water drops falling from the ceiling and their diameter ( believe me that was a question in physics kinematics).

 I was always fascinated me how the potassium permanganate on dissolving into water changed it into purple or how the thermite reaction took place and a million other things.This was until I had my first lab practical.The practicals in chemistry lab were something I really anticipated. Anyone remember the Nutty Professor?? The slimming potion invented by Eddie Murphy in the movie seemed so awesome.

 All my anticipation and fascination vanished in the very first lab itself , when we were first introduced to the live samples of concentrated HCl and concentrated H2SO4. Reading about them in books was easier but actually looking at the fumes emitting from the respective bottles was scary.Yeah I know you will be laughing your heads off on reading this and thinking I am crazy .

The worst part was yet to come  , we were asked to pipette out 20ml of HCl , who in their right mind would go near the freaking bottles of such monstrous things let alone sucking them using a pipette and risk killing yourself even if one drop is swallowed. It seemed so bizarre.

Thankfully my lab partner always agreed to pipette out whatever was required and me  being my stubborn self  never even touched a container or beaker with a chemical that could be described as harmful to any living organism on the planet.

 Its some kind of phobia that I have. I feel the fuming liquid dragon will emerge from the bottle and engulf me like some creepy insects activated by my touch. I might sound like a complete lunatic by now but I can't help it , my biggest fear would be to pipette out these acids.I'd rather jump off a cliff .

It was such a breather when I thought my nightmares in chemistry lab were over but to my horror we still have one full semester of chemistry labs.The bad odor , dense fumes are back to torture me. Can you believe we made the rat killing poison in one of our labs using copper sulphate( that was my favorite chemical, maybe because of the color) .

The very procedure of making it was so miserable and tormenting.Thankfully again I have three wonderful people as partners who do the entire work while I just look at them wondering how they managed to go near each of those deadly acids.