Trip To London

We were all ready at 6:30 AM sharp. By ' we ', I mean Deepak aka Kido, Pratap aka ' the insane talkative man '...(well this name is cuz he refuses to give out some of his other nick names...but i will soon find out) and myself ( since this is my post, i am not gonna give myself a nick name ).

Deepak began his day as usual by dropping something at the breakfast table. His day has to begin that way...some kind of a lucky charm i suppose...on normal work days he has to drop either a knief or a fork but on holidays he has to drop cereal. So in accordance to rules, he dropped his choco chip cereal on the table. Good. Things were normal :).

Before i go ahead, I need to mention that deepak has been training very seriously under the tutorship of pratap for mastering the fine art of cracking the silliest jokes one can think of.

We reached London water-loo station and here's what happens...
Pratap : " excuse me maam, how do v get to London Central "...to a lady sitting opposite us.
Lady : "ummm U have to take the underground, its 2 stations further".
Pratap : " Oh okay...how do v get to the London Eye ? "
lady pointing outside the train window " Well...here it is, u just need to walk ".
Pratap : " Ohhh do i look dumb or what ? "
Anu and Deepak : "Yes ".


So we flew the London Eye. The view of London city was very very beautiful. Here's a snap of it.We could also see the Big Ben from right on top but we wanted a closer look....so we got a london map, went to a code cofe shop, opened the map, decided what other places to visit, went back to the railway station, studied some more maps on the wall, decided which train to take, which platform, which line , waited for about 10 mins for the train to arrive, boarded it, was quite crowded, so we stood for 5 mins and then reached the Big Ben station, came out and.......voila.....there it is right opposite the London Eye ....we only had to cross the road....but no...we decided to make use of the underground railway system :)))))




By now we came to the conclusion that all other places of attraction were "walkable" distances away and so walked all the way to WestMinister Abbey, Buckingham Palace ( we did not realize that an old building on our left was actually buckingham palace untill we read the board that said it was..yeah thats how "not palace - like " buckingham palace actually is.We then went to Horse Guards parade, Downing Street, London Bridge, Tower Bridge, Tower Of London, Baker Street and hmmm....thats about it. ....Oh wait...for some strange reason, Pratap wanted to go to Trafalgar Square...he insisted on this all along and after a while we saw this tall monument
sort of thing and Pratap goes....."hey thats trafalgar square...lets take some pictures". So all three of us waited our turn to pose in front of the monument and religiously took 3 nice snaps ....only to realize later while looking at a postcard in some shop,that the great monument was at " Our Trafalgar Square" and not the " Actual Trafalgar Square of London".

All along the way, Deepak killed us with his PJ's....
Pratap: do any of u have a london guide?
Deepak : No but i have an electronic program guide. ( for my non-philips audience, electronic program guide is what we are working on currently )

We are at a coffee vending machine....
Pratap : Hmm where do i get sugar from
Deepak : Sugar Cane.

We are at a cofe shop...Costa Cofe...
Pratap: This cofe sucks.
Anu: I know...I want my Mom's cofe
Deepak : Then what will ur mom have ? ...This is an old one but deepak doesnt care.

We are at some old fort..
Anu : where are we ?
Deepak : here.

At one point, we wished we could kill him in self defense...thats allowed u know.

Well...all in all ...it was a nice goof-up filled trip to London.

The Flying Sauce-Errrrrrrr

Its amazing how your own senses ditch you when you need them the most.
When i say need them most i mean in very very difficult situations for eg when u r trying to open a sauce sachet.

Ok so I am in Southamton with my English Collegues - yes everyone knows how " table mannered " the english are.We all go for lunch and i fill up my plate with macroni and vegetables.
I pick up some sauce sachets on my way. WHy? Why did i have to pick up the killer sachets ?? I taste my macroni while laughing at some joke my English collegues were telling me without really understaning what was so funny. The macroni tasted soooo very very bland.This is the wretched moment when i realized that i needed some sauce to spice up my boring macroni. So i opened my first sauce sachet, poured it on one side and yeah the macroni tasted slightly better.After a while i realized that i needed to open another sauce sachet and this is also precisely the same moment when my senses decided that i dint need them for the next 5 mins.


Listen up friends, Lesson Number 1: when u open a sauce sachet next time, i am warning u, ensure that ur senses are with u and apply ur full concentration only on opening the sachet.

I picked up my second sachet while listening to some boring remark my indian collegue was making on how spicy indian food can be. i was thinking of why he could not eat without talking so much. If only i had not worried too much about him and concentrated on what i was trying to do. Sigh!I dint realize that i was actually struggling to open the second sachet the reason being my fingers were slightly oily and before i could say Crisp Crunchy Cabbages, the sachet opened up and the sauce went flying straight ahead over and above my plate on to the white table cloth and even further onto the clean bule shirt of my english collegue sitting right opposite me.

Lesson number 2: Open up as many sauce sachets u think u wud need before u begin eating ur lunch to avoid trying to open the sachet with greasy fingers sometime later.

The worst part is yet to come. The poor engligh collegue did not even realize that a few zillion molecules of bright red ketchup had just about landed on his nice shirt cuz he was busy looking somewhere else . The tip of another guy's full arm shirt dipped itself mysteriously into the red pool on the table while I looked at everything happening around me with butterflies in my stomach. Nobody saw the flying sauce ......can u believe it ?

Ohhhh god....what do i do now? Do i tell the poor guys their fate ? Or do i let them discover the tragedy themselves ? What do i do ...oh please god tell me what to do??
And before i could make up my mind...." oooops how did this ketchup get here ? ".....said one of them....i froze....now what ?
They all looked around and i was the only one with ketchup sachets on my tray....and i also had some ketchup on my fingers and the most important piece of evidence was that i was still holding the sachet in my hand with the dumbest possible look on my face.....caught red-handed eh ?? yeah.

" hey look at the other guy, he is eating his food with his hand " i wanted to say to divert their attention....but....

" Oh Oh its alright, happens , lemme wash this off"...they left to the wash room.
I broke into the silliest possible grin.

Lesson Number 3: eat ur food without ketchup if u cannot follow the previous 2 lessons.