The (Un)lucky traveler reaches skippy's home at neck time. He is again showered with all kind of advices that his ears have just been subjected to, a couple of minutes ago at his own house. The tour guide joins in. We pick up an excited druggie(longing for a trip and to see his old place) on the way and reach Chennai Central Railway Station. Amongst the thousands of travelers crisscrossing the terminal, slowly a bunch of sem tanned, vacation longing men group together, with some of their parents accompanying them. The organiser cum treasurer takes over as he hands out the tickets to the respective groups and we head for our respective coaches.
The (un)lucky traveler has his first stroke of luck when the TTR ignores his id card. He is pinged by many to come to the happening coach immediately to fill up Skippy's birthday card. The loudest of greetings and wishes from 18 TILL WE DIE wins the battle against the rattling sounds of the train to wake up fellow passengers. A sign of blush (a newly found species) passes over skippy's face. A verbal retaliation from the sombre surroundings, force the group to get back to their berths. Thus starts one of the most exciting trip of 18 TILL WE DIE.
Nice da :) I like how you left out everyone s name... :D But some grammar errors... take care of that :)
ReplyDeletequite good da... :)
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