THE DITCHERS!!!!

” BUSHY DAM…7 km”
I read aloud on a milestone. It was a rainy day in lonavla and we were on our way to bushy dam.
The bakwaas gang was on another of its clumsily planned tours for a short “tired-of-lectures” vacation during the working week.We had landed in lonavala on the same day by a rather adventurous ride on a Tavera..whose driver was a pretty impressive rider with a khatri judgement which ultimately led to a overtaking on the side of a huge truck missing our car mirror by 0.2 inches.He safely dropped us at lonavala market at 10.00 am. We booked up at Hotel Lonavala.2 rooms for 9 people.We were reasonable people.

We had heard that the Bushy dam was awesome during the rains and yaa there were good chicks around there that time as well. So we decided to make it our first tourist spot.

“yaar its quite far re”Priyank

“Arre chalke jayega yaar priyank….majja aayega” Baxi

“Ghanta chalke jayega itnaa…7 km…too much man” kk

“kk…yeh dekh cyclewala……cycle se jayenge”Priyank

“chal chal…we’ll ride our way to the bushyyyyy”kk

“cycle ka bhada kitna hai boss”I asked to the cyclewala

“30 bucks…100 rs deposit….Id card lagega”

“id toh nahi hai..aise hi de do naa”kk

“no…id ke bina nahi milega”cyclewala

“Shit yaar …ab we have no other option kk..we’ll have to go walking”

So we started our trek…..
All the nine of us..i.e Me,Chande,Bhalu,Baxi,Anna,Mohit,KK,Bhagu and Rishi walked all the way to the damn dam…

As rishi was the most trust worthy person of all the members of the gang ..we had kept all the cash with him….

After much hardships and unnecessary wetting in every waterfall that we came across on the road, we reached the Bushy Dam.Thankfully there were chicks…I would have personally drowned Baxi and co in the dam if there weren’t any good girls to look at after that long 7 km walk…
We ordered vadapavs and chai on the dam.
It felt good having the food and drinks brought up to yu on the dam where yu sat at the highest point watcing all the MANDAKINIS getting wet…..it was paisa vasool treat..

After spending about an hour there we decided it was time to get off.. we had spent enough time observing the particular girl in pink and she was leaving now..
We got off the dam and started on our way back…

About 100 feet away from the dam our group split ..not out of compulsion..but out of the difference between of slow coaches and fast walkers…

I,baxi,mohit and kk….were the ones who had their speedometers at a higher mark then the rest…we went on ahead….the difference between the rest of the group was about 70 feet


Anna” yeah baxi ,mohit ,kk and darinda kidhar hai??”

Rishi” arre aage gaye hai yaar”

Chande”ohh….sun yaar rick pakadte hai..woh dekh khada hai wahan pe”

“Boss, Hotel lonavla jaane ka kitna”

“60 rs”

“itnaa jyaaada????????…nahi yaar nahi jaaneka hai”bhalu

“kasamse…..itne mein wapas Mumbai pahoch sakta hai”chande

They gave up the thought of taking the rickshaw….

When suddenly “the 1450 Gre score” realized….
.anna ” arre 60 rs yaane it comes to 12 rs per person yaa..thats quite affordable man..”

Bhaggu” haan yaar”

Chande” chal chal pakad”

All the 5 of them got into the rick…..

Till this point no one….absolutely no one had realized that there were still the 4 great members of the gang who had gone ahead of them….

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I stopped and looked back” arre yeah log kahaan mar gaye hai re..are we walking too fast”????

Baxi” arre nahi re…who susti log hai..aaram se chalke aayenge”

Mohit” lets wait here yaar….they’ll catch up with us in a while”


We sat on the rock there….opposite of us a milestone read “LONAVLA MARKET ….7 KM”

Just then….there was a sound like a deformed engine…..

TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR………RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR………..RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR


I saw a hand waving at me…through a rick ….it was black….it was bhaguus…
And then came out 4 more hands…..
As the rick passed by they roared “BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

KK’s vision followed the rickshaws track…

Consequently his mouth followed his vision
“MMMMAA*****D********RRRRRRRRRRRR******CCCCCCCCC****DDDDDDDDDDD”
.
KK was in shock ….
Baxi looked stunned
Mohit gasped
I had no clue…


The guys had left off in a rick……and instead of offering us a lift ..they were teasingly waving at us…
BACKSTABBING BASTARDS

“saale rick leke nikal gaye”mohit
“chal apan bhi jaate hain” kk
Abbe paisa rishi ke pass hai… we dun have any money”baxi


What the fuck…
It meant we had to walk all the 7 km again…that was impossible
But we had no other choice….
We had no money…no cell phones to call the guys in the rick as we had left them in the hotel.

We were stranded in the middle of nowhere…..
But there was little we could do…
We had to walk…

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In the rick ….

“Abbe apane rickshaw rukaya kyun nahi????” rishi

“abbe haan yaar…hehehehehehe” sumit

“arre call kar who logon ko”anna

“abbe ..phone toh hotel main hain”chande

“hug diya”bhaggu..

Between all this conversation that they had not even one of them was bright enough to actually stop the rickshaw some distance away from us..they kept on discussing why they hadn’t stopped for us…the jerks…..

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I ,baxi, kk and mohit…walked all 7 km and finally reached the hotel….

I had developed rashes on my legs…kk s mouth was affected badly as it was being subjected to only abuses for the entire 7 km…Baxis legs were sore…Mohit slept off…

The guys had put up a “how-sorry-we-felt “ act after we came back….but we were too tired to even argue…fuck them…the pic below depicts how hugely grieved they were when they left us of in the middle of a perfectly deserted road.






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We had never walked so much in our entire life…14 km ….on a wet rainy day ..on a slippery hilly road with

memories of the bloody ditchers who we called our
“ BEST BUDDIES”.........