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After a long break in Hyderabad,I did number 44 on my list-Jump off a moving train.This happened about 8 kilometres south of Agra..Unfortunately the only witness to my supposedly "heroic" act was a fat cow that would put some of my Punjabi aunts to shame.As she looked down disapprovingly at my dusty clothes and suspicious looking rucksack i realized i had jumped off behind a high security arms depot.Now I hadnt shaved for a while so i basically fulfilled the stereotype of pretty much every security agency in the world.Young unshaved man with a rucksack behind an arms depot -Yeah i wasnt looking for a dominos...As i tried to scuttle my way back into sweet anonymity the fat cow b**** started moaning.No not cute mooing,but hoarse menopausal cow shreiking...Almost like Madonna.I hurried my pace hoping it wouldnt attract any of the guys on the guard towers.But of course it did and one thing let to another and before i knew it i had guards joining the Cow's Charade .Long story short-The evening ended with me having cold beer at Mehtab bagh opposite the Mist enclosed Taj mahal but i learnt my lesson.Always .....Remember Always Carry grass when you jump off a train.Who knows what you could jump into.
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