I was standing there staring at the board in front of me ‘PERE LECHAISE CEMETERY’. A burial ground for the rich and famous in Paris. I was still wondering how I ended up being here on a hot tuesday afternoon. An arrow on the board pointed out, ‘YOU ARE HERE’.
And I was thinking to myself [...]
A day with Jim Morrison
To hell and back-The final post
We took the turn that the hunters prescribed. A narrow opening just before the first bridge. The hunters had put it across very mildly.
It was not a turn. It was an incline that was almost 90 degrees. Like 89 or 88 maybe. Ok not less than 87 for sure.
Even Jackie Chan would have used a [...]
To hell and back-Part 4
Finally, we were in Yedakumeri. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to express that feeling. So in the interest of finishing this story, I’ll just skip that part.
The damn rail tracks finally ended. So we were finally relieved of our shameful position. After a long time we held our heads high and looked around.
It [...]
To hell and back – Part 3
The day ended exactly like the way it had started. Seven of us huddling in darkness.
Atleast, we all remembered to carry torches. Except Guru, since he was already on a path of enlightenment to his professor’s house. Bonda carried a pen torch that was enough to light up a button hole. Neil had a torch [...]
To hell and back – Part 2
We waited for the sun to dawn upon us along with a few ideas. The setting that seemed spooky all this while, turned harmless in daytime. It was just an ordinary road in the middle of trees. Even the background score changed appropriately from frogs/ crickets to birds chirping. Probably, the overpopulated trees were stopping [...]
To hell and back – Part 1
A decade has gone by. Everyone must have been through one harrowing trip in their lifetime. Well, this is mine.
A trek to Yedakumeri by Seven of us. This trip is a tribute to whoever coined the term lucky 7. Of course, the only proof of luck is that we returned alive, without killing each other.
Jeeva, [...]
