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[ In the Taxi ] The journey to Nirvana was very conversatory. Sachin was sleeping. [ At the sunrise ] Silhouetted against the morning sky, we waited for the first touch of water. [ Dying to get into the ocean, waiting for a photograph ] As we reached there, it was chill in the morning air. Waiting for morning tea, we also took some time out for snaps. [ Immu ] Immu waited for us to come out of water [ Sunbathing ] After floating in water and doing all kinds of somersaults we took times to let the sun appreciate our bodies + souls [ Vella busy on beach ] When doing nothing, we usually eat. And we started drinking coconut water here, when the ideas of snappits came [ Rising from the burial ] Almost a buried man, I was left at the mercy of my buddies to dug me up. [ In the dreaded woodlands ] This woodland is the mother of all googles. [ Weary Eyes Aashu] Return journey made everyone weary and sleepy. Sachin was thankful.

9:31 PM 3/21/2005 It all started with a mantra. Work hard, play harder, party hardest. Working nightouts throughout the week, our souls yearned for a break from this world. And with a genuine selfish interest, seven people came together to leave this land into the ocean. We were to realise that the end was only a three hour drive. In short, a trip to Digha was planned. As with every noble cause, all the dark forces turned against us. The means to attain nirvana was unfortunately unavailable. While we were sitting in Vegies pondering about some very important things over cups and cups of tea, Sachin was trying to arrange for a taxi. Who knew he was going to be elected president next day? Thank you President. And there he was. The smile said it all. We had a taxi and we needed money and people to go. In this act of faith, many sacrifices were to be made. Shakie left his Hall GC, Nari and Hasita left their sleep behind, I, Aashish, Immu and Sachin left our rooms behind. Suddenly in an hou...