I guess I've spent too much time offline these days been running around for this and that, hardly sparing any time to punch the 100 odd keys on my keyboard been remodding my cell again n again these last 2 weeks, and its still hardly a month old.
Well, I last Saturday(18th of march) we(the choir we I sing for) planned for an overnight vigil, a time for prayer and worship at St.Josephs church in Chamrajpet,Bangalore. According to the plan, we were supposed to sing for about half an hour at around 10.30, and then again for the early morning mass at 4.30 am.The catch was that the clergy of the church thought we'd stay inside the church throughout the night and join them in worship.....Oh they were so wrong!!
It all began with us setting off at about 9 and reaching there only by 9.30 pm.After we secure ourselves a place in the near empty church(which we thought would be overflowing with people who are jobless enough to turn up at church at 9 in the night) we realize that we weren't going to be singing for a English crowd, but for a mix of kannadigas and tamilians.Oh well, I thought...music is universal they say.
Anyways, we did sing at around 10.30(the church was packed well by then) and after finishing, we sat cluelessly back in our places wondering what we were gonna do for the next 5 hours.Well it sure didn't take long for some of us to crack under pressure, and the the first pack of us quietly sneaked out of church into the courtyard outside.Soon enough all of us were outside, lounging in the cool summer breeze, wondering what to do , when some of us began to experience something growling in our stomachs....it was our old friend hunger, and boy, were we all hungry!So after a little planning, it was decided that 6 of us including me would venture out into uncharted territory, in search of food for our clan.(doesn't that sound so novel'ish?).And that's when the true story begins.
The 6 of us head out in search of grub....not knowing where to look for, as all we could see was closed shutters all around.Well, as luck would have it, i was the first one to spot an almost closed restaraunt(the name said military hotel), although unfortunately they weren't entertaining any more customers.....so it was off into the night again.Finding nothing, we asked some passerby as to a place which might be open at this time, to which he said there will be one open in the opposite direction that we were travelling, so we backtracked all the way back, and went in the other direction.Hardly 50 metres into the new route, I spot this hotel with this dude ready to pull down his shutters....when I shout out to the rest to halt, and check out the place.The bike that was way ahead never heard us, and the dingbat reached some other place, which does not influence this story anyways...so lets forget about it.Now we're about to park in front of the restaurant, when the dude holding the shutters orders us to park the bikes elsewhere and mumbles something about cops in Kannada.
That done with, we enter and order 14 veg biryani's, and take a seat waiting for our orders.That's when we notice that these dude's are running a pretty good business with atleast another 10 customers at this godly hour!!Anyways...there we were(4 of us) sitting and wondering where the other 2 on the bike might've reached(as the rider wasn't picking his cell), when all of a sudden we here some commotion outside....followed by a thundering roar, which we realized when we turned back was the dude slamming the shutter down.We couldn't believe our eyes....this dude was actually locking us with the rest of the other customers inside the hotel...I mean like, was he out of his mind??That's when he heard some sticks being belted on the shutters.A cold shiver ran down when I realized the situation I was in.....deep shit....COPS.
Fear had a new meaning when I realized that what trouble we could be in if the cops caught us in the hotel.Forget about the food, I could be thrown in jail, or worse...lathi charged with those menacing canes, the feel of which I felt many years back during my PT classes in school.And not only me...I could see fear in all 3 of my friends eyes......Oh boy, were we in deep shit!!
10 minutes later, in the creeping darkness(lights were turned off to hopefully make the cops loose interest in us), the manager sends in a waiter to check if the coast is clear.The guy hardly raised the shutter a few feet off the ground, that the cops started belting from the lil width they were offered......damn....the shutters were slammed shut again, and we cowered more tightly in our corners.Damn..the cops just weren't gonna leave, and this was creeping some of the claustrophobic drunk customers that were huddled with us!!This was gonna be one long long night....
20 mins later, another signal was sent, and the waiter checked again...he lifted the shutters a few feet high and ran for cover, expecting to be smacked by lathi's, but nothing happened.Wait a minute, something wasn't right.....it was deathly silent outside...something none of us were expecting.Gathering courage, the waiter lifted the shutter all the way, to let in the cool rush of the summer wind, and its silence.Something was wrong - there were no cops in sight.5 seconds after reality dawned on us, it was a mad scramble to get out of there as far as possible(pushing the the drunkards out of the way was an easy task).A quick sprint to where our bikes were parked was slowed only by us carrying our heavy parcels.On the bikes in a flash, we were headed back to our destination, when we realized we'd have to travel on the wrong side of the one way road....but to heck with it, we didn't care.At lash, the fresh air of freedom filled my lungs and made me scream with joy "Free at laaaaa" and that was all that came out of my mouth that was abruptly silenced by the sight of 2 cops on a cheetah bike RIGHT NEXT TO US!!Oh god....wasn't his ever going to end??Luckily the cops didn't think we were too much trouble, so they just gave us a deep stare and left us.Phew....that was too close, and I vowed to shut my mouth till we reached the church back safe and sound.
The praises we receive when we reach back...."Why did u get veg biryani??"," couldn't u have ordered something else","No raitha","Where are the spoons",
grrrr, if only it was them instead of us!!