Seven Sisters

It had been a while that I went out with a group of friends to see around places. As usual the day which was supposed to start at seven started at nine none the less it did not make a difference. To begin with seven sisters was decided over bath primarily due to my absolute ignorance and apathy to culture and heritage. The trip started with a signal failure at west ham where I got stuck and my friends reaching much before. Somehow we ended up having a heavy breakfast and managed a group ticket for London eastbourne . So many of you would have herd / seen / faced the notorious London weather which is true but we were in luck. It was bright and sunny through out the day. 

Well something about the trains in UK, they are the most expensive means of travel but somehow we managed this group ticket thing and had a decently priced ticket. One of the best ways to enjoy the national park is to    To travel to seven sisters national park you have to reach Sea ford and walk to eastbourne. This give you the complete package of Sea, Flatland, little bit of marshland, small chalk hills, narrow, river a country side pub and very scenic.

Not sure if its a human behaviour or its particular to some people that once they are in proximity of sea the Adrenaline just comes rushing. While we were about to reach sea ford we could see the waves rushing and the sound of sea. Though there are ways two reach the walking point but we were excited enough to directly hit the sea and start walking ( Wont call it as best of decisions as we hill walked over a few miles before entering the national park). We did walk thru the mid way but had to break it in between as one of our friends wasn't feeling well. Interestingly the detour didn't prove all that unwelcome. We got a chance to hop in a open top bus for say half an hour taking us through an amazing countryside. And the topping on the ice was this open bus thing, we didn't have to buy the tickets.

Well evening some more friends dropped by and like my most alternate weekends party till midnight , some really awesome food and goodnight.

Lets Catch up soon...

Location : Doha International Airport 

She hugged me, took a closeup pic and said good bye. We said to each other " Lets catch up in Montreal in a couple of weeks". We smiled and I swiftly moved into Gate 17 showing final boarding call for Qatar Airways flight to Bangalore.  The last time I felt this way was in Chennai when an old friend had come by and hugged my in front of Spencer's plaza and told, lets catch up again in a month when she was to come back.

Location : Bangalore International Airport

Around four hours of flight and an hour at immigration and customs I was already desperate to connect to Facebook and add her to my friend list. I had started my India phone and trying to connect but the office car driver kept calling and I could not connect to the net. 

Location : Car @ Bangalore

24 hours of a sleepless flight from Toronto to Bangalore, jet lagged and still wide awake. Her face was literally floating in my eyes and just could not stop thinking for all the unforgettable  moments in the flight and at Doha Airport. So all dreamy and jet lagged and I believe partially drunk I reached my room. 

Location : My Residence @ Bangalore

Still thinking about her and just wanted to look at the pic we took in my cell. I started looking for my cell and realised it got lifted. It was the only place I had her full name , contact number and photo. I realised that practically there is no way I could reach her. It was around 5 AM India time, I was desperately waiting for the sunrise so that I could track my cell and get the photo and her details. Well like it always happens, did not get my cellphone.

Location : Friends Place @ Bangalore

Desperately went to my friends place and woke him up. Called up the Cab and frantically enquired about the phone. Searched for her name and all the odd combination so that I could trace her. Finally after some time I traced her and added to my friends list. 

Location : Office @ Bangalore

Received an email stating I have to leave for London in a week for a 6 months assignment. 

Location : Friends Place @ Gurgaon

After getting completely drunk and taking all the gyaan from the most useless bunch of friends, I tell them about her. And the best part was, they all kept laughing.

Location : New Delhi International Airport

She contacts me and asks about my plan for Montreal

Location : London, My Room

Wondering..... does it ever make sense to say anything about tomorrow?