My Trip to Hyderabad

Last weekend mouli and I went to Hyderabad to meet our close congenial pal Prasanna & Balaji. The whole 3 days was awesome except for the roasting and toasting 35 to 40 degree hot climate. We visited so many places but our early bike trip to the new airport is worth mentioning as we had some thrilling experiences. We had the trip to airport planned for Saturday but got postponed to the next day due to our laziness. 

I got up at 5 30 am (a great achievement infact) and got the job of waking up others. By 6 after having a filter coffee, we set out for the trip. We had a Honda stunner and Honda shine. Prasanna and balaji took stunner, mouli and I took Shine. I was a little bit drowsy but the cool breeze refreshed my face. The road was devoid of traffic that made the speedometer touch 80 plus with ease. I heard people saying Rajiv Gandhi International Airport(the newly constructed) is the best airport in India in all aspects but it was an anathema to me, so I desperately wanted to have a look at it. The road to the airport was very well maintained and we were just 1 km away from the airport when we were stopped by the security in the check board. I didn’t know why he stopped us alone (Prasanna and balaji didn’t face this), by the time I realized I was wearing a shorts and that would have made him to stop my bike. Mouli found the right time to blame me for wearing shorts. As usual License, RC book. I had my license but Rc book was found missing. We tried to explain him that we came for a trip to Hyderabad and that is our friend’s bike and in hurry we left it at our home. But it fell on deaf ears. Finally he asked 50 bucks and reiterated to myself we are in india and this is common. Mouli out of his mind gave 100 bucks(karnan parambarai). I was shocked and exasperated. I abused him for being so generous and he started his justification with a cocky speech. I told him to belt up and the argument continued( as usual) . I was mesmerized by the scenic beauty at dawn.

We reached the airport, parked the vehicle. I could sense the amount of planning that went in constructing the airport. I had been to Old Bangalore airport and Coimbatore airport and it is 100 times better than the two. It got a huge space, and showed a great diligence behind it. Had a cold coffee in café day, saw a few take offs, had a gossip for some 1 hour about the politics, airport, technology and all crap( vetti manga) and headed towards the exit. 

Then we started to ISB campus. We took the ring road and the sun started to show its might. I handed over the bike to mouli as he was in his initial stage of driving a bike. He started asking so many questions of how to release the clutch, how to apply the brakes, is it necessary to hold the clutch when applying brake and so on.. A typical starter… As we approached the city, prasanna stopped near a road side shop for the breakfast (Pras I thought u would take me to a decent hotel). We had poori and it was good. Then we reached the ISB campus, took a few pic standing infront of the campus imagining ourselves as students (atleast in photo). We also had a glance of Microsoft and Infosys campus. Unable to bear the loathsome, scorching heat we started travelling towards our home. Again on the way we got trapped by a traffic police for not having an RC book and again 100 bucks. But this time the police himself asked 100 bucks with mouli not voluntarily giving it as he did before. 

Overall, the trip was full of fun and frolic. Thank you prasanna and Balaji for making the trip awesome. It will cherish in my mind for eternity.