Maggi with a Silver Fork “Grand Touring”

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Maggi with a Silver Fork

“Grand Touring”

 

 

Bon Voyage!

Story of my life, I had gone Up North due to an exigency for inspiration… I told myself attaboy cowboy

Hell bent on a Staycation

I call shot Gun. Hmmm Sharing… Nah! Whats the point of the Ergonomic Right Wing

So you need a wing man & you get yourself ready for the ride.

In the middle of it all… you setup the Playlist - Check & go

Namaste Bitches Hangin on my bagpack we hit the Road

 

Time to Break my Genius

Bunch of Himalayan Mountains, Simply ecstatic!

Let me put it this way… Boombastic Valley scene, Matlab bole toh Fuckin A

where I come from it’s the World’s best ever commute for the wanderlust

The GT has & I Quote “more power than my toothbrush” well it takes me around the world

Some food, loads of coffee, mostly fun, it was witchcraft for us monkeys

Just like hidden gems, things we guys like, all the horses under the hood.

 

After a day of non-stopping sports mode cruzin, Everything else is just background noise

By Europe standards you cross different countries, hmmm maybe Not distance…

every 50 Kms once you move in any direction you will explore a new culture, language & different kind of people, even a brand new God for crying out loud… whats a guy like that doing in a place like this to have a time like crazy

we all show off for 2 mins & gone

Google said 12 hours & then a few later… Elvis is in Town

I’ve never seen anything like it, It’s a limited edition you see, shift the gear to “me time”

 

We set out for Off roading, there were rallies out of nowhere with people we never meet

ricochet & close escapes with things you never saw coming

doing stupid things around anyone cause you just don’t care

as free as a bird, as high as a Bourbon shot

 

its like if my grandma had wheels, she would’ve been a bike

a rare find

 

What happens in Kasol stays in Kasol

Impromptu kicks, I enter a Hostel Holy Mother! & the environment I mean taking the sights in, astonishing, nobody gives a fuck here

Like a boot camp, bunk beds

The way I see it, I don’t know what that is…

Just when I thought I was out, they pulled me right back in

 

The upside is in its former Glory

Spoken like a true believer, you sniff your drink

I got all my boys Jack, Johnnie & Jose to get the party started…

“Balle Balle”

 

No Passe tours but getting lost in the wilderness

No wifi but a surreal connect

Lights on the river flowing to psychedelic music

Trippy tree dancing with me while her friends are talking to me

Floating in air to swinging smoke

Passing out to dying bonfires & waking up in a tent

Of course after the bottomless Americanos… beer buzz early in the morning

 

if you can’t understand that then tough tomatoes

 

Marvel at the Mystery & wonder of God’s Creation

When you hear “I can hook you up”

I had to get My Tee Geronimo!

Hike to the DownTown Moon cafe, my go to place

 

Bibbity bobbity booo

Mind was in a different place

Open my eye upon a new sky

vine covered slopes & soaring mountains just like the Eastern European energy

UnReal, I did Star Gazing, walked around Labynith Maze to the Rivers flowing from every freakin corner

Away from distractions, kids making VLOGs

 

Pit stops a many, (left my wallet)

Had a maggi @ a gentleman’s called Sharmaji, nice fella with extraordinary soft-skills…

Best 5 bucks I ever spent, keep em coming

It was like hoppin & rolling in Motown

I am thinking of writing a book, You leave me no choice

 

There were Strangers who were so familiar & everyone was Selling Fairy-tales, it is extremely flirtatious

 

It is the Story about the time when people used real cameras to take pictures

When they even felt shy to smile in a picture…

It was about a time when people used to ring the bell unannounced

A time when you talked for fun

A time when you laughed for no reason

A time when you found a reason to celebrate

A time when you had friends

A time when they gave a fuck

Now nobody has time!

 

Kasol was seducing me, gone to great lengths

I think you already know, Awestruck second to None

Hallelujah

 

Lesson 2

We like to believe in things what are convenient to us, comfortable for us & make a pretentious world if you may… it is made by society, community & Political leaders unless you seek the truth you will never know

Amongst better things we settle for a Getaway through a Road trip as you kids call it Grand Tour to seek the truth of the beauty of it all

if we leave now we will be in Dubai in 2 hours

SMOOTH LEFT on the GT, look @ the view

 

Back at the convocation which is anywhere & everywhere - Badboy’s Game Plan C

Lets see what the fuss is all about

3 people can have a different view for the same thing

They had a Plan B, pet projects, talking about Monetization @ Maggi Point

Market place Startup over Maggi interesting & that’s how it all starts

You need Money in your bank acct, unless you are born with a Silver FORK

Overrated kids fantasy while everyone is stoned

 

So he tells his story

Giving smart answers to those born better than you

We are favourite declared by each other

they go out to talk, but not to each other

& hows that worked out for you

sounds like a story to learn

 

They pulled out their GT & something which was nothing less than a Tank

like a camel is happiest in the desert, camels are good in the desert, but a Tank is better.

add to list of things you know

 

Father Muthu Yangum: Collect moments & not things

Kid Rascallaa: I really need another day between Sat Sun

Father Muthu Yangum: I hope I grow up to be like you

Kid Rascallaa: she knew stuff, I let her have her way with me

Father Muthu Yangum: I’m not getting any younger

Are we still talking about the GT?

 

Kid Rascallaa: Great minds think alike? I’d use the bus if I were you…

That guy talks like him, walks like him, but ain’t him…

Settled with a Drag Race, a Race nobody was asking about

Father Muthu Yangum: Let me take you for a ride

 

You are that kid which goes into a candy shop & doesn’t know what you want but still wants everything

That someone is wrong

This is where it gets really good

Fast Forward into the story, when you screw up, screw up big time!

Apparently, they lost Millions & they came to celebrate or officially get over it!

 

Kid Rascallaa: Life is like riding a bicycle, to balance you must move forward

He was a Love Child, Tomorrows Billionaire?

1 Side of the Story

Father Muthu Yangum: Sun is not going up for me its going Down

 

Playing A Father, There is more where that came from

He had the Fomo

But then Money is no Object

he was his father’s son

Curtains!

 

Rich & killer plans, I need a spa trip now, swim to clear my head with a bottomless bloodmary to fill it up again with IDEAS to zip convertibles, you need to drive yourself to know the routes

As happy as I was, having the time of my life

Legendary tale being to life, little thing like losing the license

A so-called Forgettable Getaway

 

suddenly I realised everything is about to get worse

Upon my return Looked like hammered shit

felt loaded & could disappear while no-one noticeably cares

There is a story right there

 

On a Vacation Hangover! Wait for it…

 

 

 

--- Arjun the Storyteller

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