It’s 19th March 2011, it’s Holi. We expected showering of colors from roadside….and we were right!! After passing Nandakumar, where the bad stretch of road starts, children along with their parents started bombarding color filled balloons on us. It was hard to drive on that bad road condition and to make matters worse was the bombardment. Amazed!! I tried to maneuver from such one situation and ended up almost colliding head-on with a mini truck. Thank God!! It was a very close shave for me. After that I gave up any attempt to resist coloring. Let them do, at least I won’t die. One funny incident was some children threw one balloon toward Bishwa and after hitting him it bounced back to the sender itself. Now that child will never throw balloons on a biker. He got his reward. We stopped for a fag break. Bishwa and Pritam was too eager to rev up their machines that they zoom past us and all I could see was their tail lamps diminishing to the horizon. At about 8AM we reached Digha. Pritam and Bishwa was waiting for us and had reached their long before.
All bikes gathered in the old digha crossing. Krishnendu da was trying hard to contact kedar for the exact location of the hotel. After trying for about 15 min, kedar responded in a sleepy voice. No doubt, he was sleeping. He gave us directions towards the hotel in New Digha and said that he would wait for us to arrive. The engines roared and we headed towards New Digha. As committed, Kedar was found waiting outside the hotel to receive us. We parked our bikes and hurried towards our room and what we found was astonishing. The room was in the first floor and it was too small to accommodate our entire team of ten. Even then, the manager was asking for 3000 bucks for a day for that room. Mind it, its Holi when the Hotel rates goes sky high. However, after 20 long mins of hard negotiation, Krishnendu da managed to settle it at 2600 bucks. It was a relief to us all. Suddenly, Rathin da entered with a handful of fried seafish & two bottles of Rum & whisky and declared, “Let’s drink to the honour of getting a room”. In his response we weren’t a miser either & had plenty of them.
After our ‘Drink & Toast’ a tragic incident followed.
I went to bathe & all the colours & the dust I had on me was washed out. With a tired & sleepy body I went for a brief powernap. When I woke up, it was 12.30pm and I saw bobby da waiting beside by bed to colour me up once again. He did it and I saw green & red colours mixed up to form a brownish layer on all my hair & face. He then almost dragged me outside the hotel where others were waiting. They all took turns to colour me up. I also borrowed some colours from them & coloured them too. I had no option left but to bathe again. Krishnendu da asked me if I would accompany them to the sea for a bath, but I was slight hesitant as I feared Sea waves. Hearing this krishnendu da almost carried me to the sea in spite of my several refusals, He said ‘nothing is too late to learn’. He then took me into the sea. Trust me, I was never so afraid like then, but I had faith on krishnendu da. For the first few waves, it was quite impossible for me to stand and some gulps of seawater entered my stomach, but after a few waves, I found myself standing firm on the sand despite of the huge waves. I made it. I have learnt how to withstand waves. Thanks Krishnendu da, once again it is proved we are a family where everyone is beside the other. After having bathed for quite some time we returned to our hotel room. It’s enough late already & we needed to hurryup for lunch.
After lunch, needless to say, we were all so tired that we couldn’t resist ourselves lying on the bed. Although there was a TV provided in the room, no one paid attention to it. Time rolled on & we had some memorable time spent amongst us playing pranks & sharing tour experiences. At around 3 pm, Krishnendu da received a phone call & rejoiced soon after. ‘It’s Bapi!!!! He’s Here’, he yelled & ran down to receive Bapida who was waiting somewhere on the road nearby. Meanwhile, a second call came to Bishwa and he declared,’Tirtho’s coming…He’s on the way & expected to reach by 6pm’. Finally, the initially planned team seemed fulfilled.