Lot of my friends who blog like to narrate trips they make. Sometime when I read them, I feel good for them and I think I should write down the trips I make somewhere coz I feel those are times..fun times in your life. The fear that words would make a good trip a dull one often keeps me away from doing it. But then I am gonna try this one. I could be boring ...I warn you.

Indiana Bones : in the land of Ding Dong (PART 1)

This winter I set off on a road trip to Bloomington (Indiana) to meet a friend (Ding Dong) who happened say come over. Every hero has to have an entertaining company if he is setting off on an adventure. Its not my theory.. look back and you'd find that Shrek had donkey, Tintin had haddock (and calculus) and so onn. So, to be an Ogre on an adventure I picked up the donk(ey) from Philadelphia. Donk I should say did justice to the annoying donkey we so loved. Unfortunately I had to see it from where Shrek saw it and not on Tv sets ! It had the right to remain silent..all it lacked was the ability. Ability ??? Whats that ?...Donk asked.

The love was evident just minutes after it all started. In todays world where some wackos think being geeky sounds cool, we decided to start the war with ipods. Mine or Donks. Mine were all loaded with the hand-picked collection of the best 'gana songs' in tamil, hindi, English,telugu and malayalam. Donk was all Daler Mehndi and cousins. The sons of Punjab roared for sometime untill I ran short of stable mind. Force, power,for good, whatever you want to call it, ipods were switched. And we had a song for every mood. Indiana bones had won the first battle. No listening to the cries of the sons of Punjab. Kuthu songs rocks !

There are a few things that happen so often in my life that I deny it as co-incidence anymore. Everytime I set on a roadtrip (long one I mean)...it has to rain. Rain is an understatement ..it has to rain as though its the last chance for the clouds to pee. And they did. Donk I should say got into my car with not much hope to get back in one piece. Thats the trust Donk had on the way Bones drives. The dark clouds, the rain, the curvy roads in Pennsylvania, the Kuthu songs and Bones by her side. Donk could see the set of a horror movie right in the car.

For a guy wearing the Ferrari cap nothing is more exciting than the feeling of steel cutting through thick air. we zipped past the curvy Pennsylvania, the slim West Virginia to hit the big fat Ohio. Ohio, a place where rest areas are atleast 70 miles apart is a perfect place to get stuck on cold, windy night if dying was your dream. We had the whole of Ohio to cross. Its big. Its fat. I hate Ohio. Glad we were to see "welcome to Indiana". 11 hours after the ipod wars started we reached Bloomington.

One of my friends in school taught me : Never let go a chance to surprise others. You learn it young, its gonna stay for long. Standing outside Ding Dong's apartment we called her to tell her that we are still an hour away.

"The plan was to go up and knock her door...she will open and will be surprised to see us so soon." How dumb !!!! It wasn't me.

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When in a team be a team man. As Donk instructed I knocked at the door. The door opened. Surprise....It wasnt Ding Dong's house. 11.30 PM - a nice time to knock someone's house and say sorry. I can see what would happen to someone who does that to me.

Now that we had practiced it once we executed it perfectly when the right door was knocked. Donk: Surprise...we are here in 10 minutes.
Ding Dong : Woww...am so surprised. How did you make it so soon. Did bones drive so fast?
Donk : Thats surprise...

Bones (thinking): How perfect. Do they practice these conversations over phone? whatever..Donk's idea wasnt dumb..she perhaps knew Ding Dong would buy it.

All that starts bad ends well. Yea they changed it.

The first part ends with Donk, Ding Dong and Bones enjoying the dinner with a yummy chicken curry that Ding Dong claims to have made.

P.S. Bones writes his diary. (for the biologically inclined)

blah blah.....Ding Dong has chicken (on porcelain plate) for dinner and not LB (Luria Broth) on Agar plate as the world claims.