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While studying in IHMCT (One of the top 5 Catering Colleges in India ) in Kovalam-Trivandrum, during one session everyone was asked to speak what they could change about their past....i said that i always wanted to study in a hill station...3 months later, the dream came true and i was sitting in the matupetty bus as i got my engg seat in CEM....the trips from tvm in mattupetty bus are unforgettable for me for various reasons.
While studying in IHMCT (One of the top 5 Catering Colleges in India ) in Kovalam-Trivandrum, during one session everyone was asked to speak what they could change about their past....i said that i always wanted to study in a hill station...3 months later, the dream came true and i was sitting in the matupetty bus as i got my engg seat in CEM....the trips from tvm in mattupetty bus are unforgettable for me for various reasons.
In my first trip i met Jayesh Babu (EC),Vijayan(EC)and Suresh/Don (CS).....the journey from adimalli to munnar in the early morning was spell bounding....the lake near blossom park was fully covered with mist some inches thick…as if a blanket was floating on it...at that moment standing with two over stuffed suitcases in the middle of the road, I knew, as the cliché goes, life would never be the same again....
Matupetty trips were always awesome...The bus starts from trivandrum at 10 pm me and jayesh will be sitting usually in the front row...Chandran,George,Charles etc would board the bus at around 1 am..... these guys wont have seats so they would stand....in kottayam, piles of newspapers will be loaded in the front of thw bus meant for adimali and munnar readers....these guys would sit on these piles and ensure that me and jayesh did not get to sleep....;-))))))....
In later years the bus became almost a college bus whenever vacations ended...full of CEMites...tourists in the bus were always troubled with the constant chattering , espically on the return journey from Munnar.
As the last semester was going on, each trip to and fro in matupetty bus reminded me that these wonderful journeys were coming to an end....so, i would stay awake from adimali till munnar on those last trips so that i could etch in my memory as much beauty as I possibly could....ah, those were over whelming, bit senti moments... ;-)…
Recently after a gap of 2 yrs , I found myself back at the Trivandrum bus stand where I used to board Mattupetty bus for 4 years to see off a friend….the time was around 10 pm and the Mattupetty bus was about to leave…the driver started the bus…a dad walked up to a open window and told his son to call home when he reached Munnar…the son felt as if he was being treated like a child and said ‘No’ and that he will call later in the evening, ….if possible….I knew what the son was feeling ….i have had numerous such conversation with my parents, especially my mom….but that day to my surprise, I could also relate to the feelings of the dad who just wanted to ensure that his son reached safely…
Now I am not married or having a child, so I couldn’t actually relate to the dad …..
Guess I just grew up….. :-)
Matupetty trips were always awesome...The bus starts from trivandrum at 10 pm me and jayesh will be sitting usually in the front row...Chandran,George,Charles etc would board the bus at around 1 am..... these guys wont have seats so they would stand....in kottayam, piles of newspapers will be loaded in the front of thw bus meant for adimali and munnar readers....these guys would sit on these piles and ensure that me and jayesh did not get to sleep....;-))))))....
In later years the bus became almost a college bus whenever vacations ended...full of CEMites...tourists in the bus were always troubled with the constant chattering , espically on the return journey from Munnar.
As the last semester was going on, each trip to and fro in matupetty bus reminded me that these wonderful journeys were coming to an end....so, i would stay awake from adimali till munnar on those last trips so that i could etch in my memory as much beauty as I possibly could....ah, those were over whelming, bit senti moments... ;-)…
Recently after a gap of 2 yrs , I found myself back at the Trivandrum bus stand where I used to board Mattupetty bus for 4 years to see off a friend….the time was around 10 pm and the Mattupetty bus was about to leave…the driver started the bus…a dad walked up to a open window and told his son to call home when he reached Munnar…the son felt as if he was being treated like a child and said ‘No’ and that he will call later in the evening, ….if possible….I knew what the son was feeling ….i have had numerous such conversation with my parents, especially my mom….but that day to my surprise, I could also relate to the feelings of the dad who just wanted to ensure that his son reached safely…
Now I am not married or having a child, so I couldn’t actually relate to the dad …..
Guess I just grew up….. :-)
1 comment:
Ol days sure bring in a lot of memories. And sure put a tinge of tear in your eye.
but the ending 'Guess i grew up'. Well, i sure burst into laugter. I cant imagine a grown up Mannukal
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