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Most Memorable Day of My Life I've Ever Enjoyed - Essay Story

square Most Memorable Day of My Life

Yesterday evening, I was too bored and annoyed to follow my daily monotonous chores. I felt my body was demanding some spiritual recreation which I kept it deprived for many long days. It urgently needed a serene calmness to get fully energized and feel fresh once again. After thinking of my options, I finally decided to plan and enjoy an evening ride by visiting some previously unexplored locations outside Kalyan city.

I usually don't wander alone and always prefer keeping a good friendly company of adventurous people. Now the evening tour plan was ready to implement and without wasting any more precious time I quickly contacted my buddy Mr.Sameer Akrani. Luckily, Sameer too was free, and he willingly accepted my proposal to join me for an adventurous evening journey.

Most memorable day of my life

Later Sameer picked me at my residence and we soon hit national highway to enjoy our Road Trip. I was damn excited and even little curious figuring out how I can make this evening the most memorable time of my life. While speedily driving his Bajaj Pulsar bike, Sameer was simultaneously trying to communicate his special plans by shouting loudly, as fast rushing wind was cutting his voice. After driving for almost an hour, we finally freed ourselves (at least temporarily) from the cacophony and congestion of Kalyan city. Soon we were in woods and Sameer was thrilled to drive his 150 cc motorcycle on long empty Kacchha road in a countryside India. While enjoying my ride... I was deeply mesmerized by the scenic natural beauty of wide open lush green farms, extremely satisfied by inhaling the fresh natural aroma of divine atmosphere and was emotionally elevated by seeing flock of birds flying high up in fluorescent orange sky.

We travelled little further and soon felt hungry. We took short halt beside a stream to rest and enjoy our snacks. While I was busy unpacking our meal boxes I heard someone whistling and trying to communicate with his friendly gestures. It was then I saw three village kids approaching us.

Childern playing in water

beautiful stream

Looking quite worried a child said, "Hey! Hey! Hello Sir, it seems you're new to this place. Are you lost? Please don't worry, just take a U-turn to reach national highway. It will take you only 20 minutes."

I politely responded, "My dear little friend, thanks for your concern and help. I'm glad you are worried about my safety and goodness. Please! Don't worry anymore, I'm not lost else I'm just exploring your nature blessed area with my friend."

Another child said, "So you're hanging out in woods and enjoying picnic. Awesome! Very good! Cool! Great job. I'm also hanging out with my friends. Where are you from?"

With a smile Sameer replied, "I'm from Ulhasnagar and my friend Gaurav is from Kalyan city. We reached this spot because we've never been here before. Your area is very beautiful and free from pollution. Why don't you all try these tasty spicy Parathas ? (A Paratha is an indian roti stuffed with potatoes) Please have some and tell me your names."

While eating paratha child pointed his finger at his two friends and said, "This is Nilesh, he is Bunty and my name is Abhijeet. We all study in Lokmanya Vidyalaya (school). We come here regularly for an evening swim. Join us. You'll have fun."

Oops! Kids invited us to swim with them in an open cold stream. Sameer literally stared at me for a minute in dilemma and with a big question mark on his face. We were both very confused and each one of us was thinking, "Man this is not what I've planned to do, never even dreamed about doing this. I don't even know how to swim? What to do?"

These boys then jumped fearlessly one after another in stream and started shouting, "Hey! Join us. Come on, Jump! Jump!! Jump!!! Don't worry, it's not very deep and your feet will touch the base. We tried your parathas and now you must try swimming in our natural pool. Come on. You're welcomed. Jump! Jump!! Jump!!!"

Now with so much bombardment of encouragement from these young village kids I simply couldn't stopped myself from not jumping into that cold stream water. I'm a grown up city man and my prestige was at stake. I was extremely motivated and showing some courage I finally jumped into that cold stream water. My water jump was not very good (Sorry! I'm bad with water sports) and I slammed on water with a loud noise. I felt as if I banged my body on a concrete wall. Luckly, I was not injured but water made its way inside my ears and for a time being I was not able to hear anything clearly. Seeing me slamming badly on water, Sameer decided not to jump else slowly and steadily enter into water from a safer side. While shivering and muttering some strange unrecognizable words Sameer finally was in water. We all laughed when Sameer loudly took God's name and took his first dip. It was an awesome experience for him too.

Possibly while enjoying water Sameer slowly muttered, "Holy God of all heavens, something in water is tickling me again and again. Man! It is now unbearable. Hey! Gaurav, this is weird and ridiculous. Please! You all guys don't guess I'm crazy, if I laugh out with no sensible reason."

Few minutes later, Sameer screamed instantly without any warning, "God Damn it! It is now biting me. Oh! Oh!! No, nope, S**t, now something down there started kissing my nipples."

We all were laughing like crazy maniacs and it was too hard for us to control it. It was a great fun to be a part of this rare, precious and hilarious situation. I never laughed like this before since quite long time. It was one of the greatest funny movement of my life which I find it too hard to narrate in simple English words.

I knew Sameer was purposely over exaggerating and was trying his level best to add more fun and naughty humor to this funny situation.

Somehow I managed to control my laughter and conveyed to Sameer, "Sammy! Don't worry. These cute little fishes are only eating your dead skin and their tickling kisses will cleanse your body. Just stand still, keep your posture erect and enjoy your free ichthyotherapy."

Similar funny conversation continued for another half an hour. We both swam in water (Oops! Sorry again, in actuality neither me nor Sameer have any knowledge about swimming. We both were simply standing often, sometimes dipping and stretching our limbs to fake our so-called imaginary swimming tactics.) for almost an hour and then it started to darken very fast. This water sport made us all very thirsty and hungry. Sadly, we both were running out of water and our snacks' stock was already empty. No drop of water was left to quench our thirst and we had no extra food to satisfy our hunger. Now it was almost dark. I quickly put a glance on my water-proof wristwatch with night mode facility. It was blinking and showing 07:15:42 pm. It was not too late to freak out. We always keep some reserve time for an unexpected circumstances.

Our inner wear were totally wet and we had no reserve backup nor any room of privacy so as to change our clothes and feel comfortable. Wet, thirsty and very hungry we decided to depart as quickly as possible. We were about to leave but soon Bunty's father showed up. He was tall and a strong man. We were actually tensed by his unexpected visit and strong physique. But then were very relaxed by his kind and friendly attitude towards us. After little bit of introduction, he said you've swam in water and must be very hungry. (His guess was 100% correct. I was feeling a pinch in my stomach.) He kindly offered us an invitation for dinner. We were instantly shocked, flabbergasted, got madly happy and were very much interested to accept his invitation offer. Our body was saying,'Tell Yes' but our deep-rooted cultural ethics were saying, 'Kindly Say No'. I tried to revoke his dinner offer by shooting an excuse of time and stating this would get us too late to reach our home. Sameer was not saying anything this time and soon he started shivering badly (I'm sure this time he was not faking it). This great man quickly glanced Sameer's condition and kept insisting me that we must visit his house located in a nearby village. He repeatedly insisted us to visit his house where we could warm ourselves by sitting beside a bonfire, eat meal and only then go. Finally I said yes to him, after understanding Sameer's bad condition and realizing unbearable pinch in my stomach. I said we are coming and this generous man quickly took out his cellphone and called his wife instructing her to prepare a tasty meal for two people and also asked her to prepare a small bonfire.

On our arrival to his Wada (a huge traditional Indian house fully made of teak wood) in Sakarwad village we were stunned to know that he was a respected Sarpanch (village head at rural level in Indian political system), a rich farmer and an educated person having a masters degree in agricultural technology. While we were chatting and enjoying pleasant warmth of bonfire his wife Narmada Maushi offered us some Sherbet (a cold sweet drink) and Sheera (a sweet Indian snack). I can't express how relaxed I felt after eating this traditional sweet Indian delicacy. Now my stomach pinch stopped completely and I felt much better. In a mean time while his wife was preparing dinner for us he showed us his family photo albums, discussed about his Kuul (his family ancestry and its origin) and briefly narrated great accomplishments of his forefathers who once served their loyal service to Peshwas and contributed immensely in the expansion of 'The Great Maratha Empire'. His talks continued and soon dinner was ready. We were asked to wash out hands and feet from well water. To my surprise, this meal was not an ordinary dinner else an extra-ordinary royal traditional feast with cuisines like Dahi Mishrit Kombdi Rassa (A mouth-watering and spicy Chicken curry/gravy cooked in yogurt and coconut milk) and Chicken Tikka/Sukkha (Fried Chicken pieces mixed with some spicy chutney. It tasted like an indian version of KFC fried Chicken), Aambat Jeerayukta Basmati Bhaat (Jeera flavored soured Basmati rice), Kadak Nachnichi Bhakri (A double baked circular indian bread made of Finger millet flour), Gaavthi Madhoor Raita (Rural India's traditional amber colored salad with fresh homemade curd and Kesar) and Teekhat Thecha (A hot and spicy mix of green and red chilies, salt, garlic, coconut milk, coriander, etc). This never before tasted royal feast was the most tastiest traditional Aagri food I ever ate. After our royal meal we were offered a Godaa Pan with Gulkand (Indian mouth freshener). What more should I say? This was the simply the best, loving, king, highly generous and unique hospitality I ever experienced in my life. Definitely, without an doubt, I will never ever forget this awesome memorable treat I unexpectedly enjoyed in my life.

It was ticking 09:22 pm, when we thanked Mr. Dhananjay, his wife Narmada Maushi and their loving younger son cute Bunty for their awesome habitability. We also shared our cellphone numbers to keep in touch and for future correspondence. It was now 09:37 pm when Sameer kicked his bike and slowly accelerated it. Sitting at rear end of bike I leaned backwards and kept waving my hand multiple times continuously expressing my hearty gratitude and showering my blessing on this Great Indian Family, I luckily encountered.

I reached my house at 10:45 pm and went to bed at 11 O'clock. Before sleeping while laying on my bed, I was constantly thinking, how great this unexpected evening trip was, filled with adventure, fun, curiosity, love and kindness. This evening was probably the best Memorable Eve of my life.

My Thanks to... Almighty God Yahweh for striking in my mind an evening tour idea, my buddy Sameer Akrani for giving me an adventurous company, Three cute innocent friendly and funny angels, Great generous Indian family of Mr. Dhananjay from Sakarwad Village and also to Sam's four year old Bajaj Pulsar (150 cc) Bike.

I repeat once again... This evening was probably the best Memorable Eve of my life. I'm feel proud that I devoted some time to document my precious experience. I'm also very much glad to know that I'm sharing this personal experience with you all via the medium of 'KCL Blog' and 'World-Wide-Web'.

Thanks to you, for giving your precious time to read my story. I hope one day you'll share your special story with me. Warm Rds, Gaurav Akrani.

I wrote this story very fast while travelling. I apologize, for grammatical and word usage errors, spelling mistakes, if any.


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  1. abbie said...

    very interesting story. its good how u appreciate ur indian local delicacies and how u made us wish we were eating them too. nice write up

  2. Anonymous said...

    excellent bt 2 long and u have 2 get an appreciation from me so congratulations

  3. Anonymous said...

    the essay was well written and almost felt that we were also with you experiencing the breeze, the cold water dip , the hospitality & the friendliness of the locals.
    thanks for the trip!!!

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