What A. Day

First things first, it's no news that the Annual Day has been reconsidered and recalled. Everyone knew it would be happening, sooner or later. Sad part is, it happened late and now suddenly we guys gotta rush.
Imagine how it would be if we told the audience, "Sorry guys, we were told this too late so bear with us if only the drums play and the rest of us watch. You can play your own songs in your head that match the drum timing. It's rather unfortunate that we all can't play the songs... "
I shudder to think of that, and if we don't act fast the audience might really get to hear only the Drum Solo. (just an example, it might even be a Bass Guitar Solo) ...

Weird thing today was we ran out of college the moment we heard the news, straight for a major jam session at Kalyan's. But turns out that my cables and stuff were left at home. We planned out a crazy 30 KM trip all the way home just to get the cables/accessories and the journey turned out to be quite a lesson for us (Srikar and Me).
The moment we hit the highway, we had a violent shock that showed us hell. We thought were on Earth, far from hell's clutches but with Jack around, hell is always waiting. We were above 90KMPH and suddenly, an innocent looking Bolero (does it ever look innocent??), turned left and perfectly blocked our path. We, being on the extreme left found it impossible to move right and judging by our speed, I knew 2 things the moment Srikar slammed the brakes. 1. We are too late, we are hitting the car. 2. If we avoid the car, we are going off road and skidding. I knew the end of the world is coming... and it was coming fast. The bike was slowing down too slowly and the car was still turning. We were hitting ... we are hitting. We are almost about to hit......... phew! We just missed. But we got off the road. There is sand under the wheels and there's a huge ditch in on the left. We are still travelling very fast and Phew! again. We came back onto the road as if nothing ever happened. Congratulate Srikar for his driving or his Unicorn's brakes for bringing us to a controllable speed or the tyres for maintaining grip even on sand or maybe all the above. Whatever it was, we were lucky as hell (well, not Hell - just an expression). I'll avoid dreaming for the next few nights ....

That wasn't the end of the things that could have gone wrong. We reached home safely (but shaken) and took our stuff and left immediately. We were passing by my school when we saw something more weird. There was a school van about to take off and a parked bike in front of it. The school van took off with the bike still in front. The bike was hit, and the van didn't stop. The bike got under the wheels and the van didn't stop. I heard somebody shout out to the van driver. I don't know what happened next because we didn't stop.

We were still on our way, and we saw enough number of freshly damaged vehicles to imagine how wrong things are going today. Then we came across a group of people who were unloading a car from a truck (weird thing in itself). They were manually getting it down, with their hands. And BAM!! The car slips off the hands and lands loudly onto the floor. The plank that was supposed to hold the car gave away with the weight and the car gets no more support other than a few weak hands trying to hold it. What would happen next is obvious ...

It's April Fool's day. Was someone playing dirty tricks on us? Trying to scare us? Maybe by the time I get to sleep (if I manage it), Hell Devil will bang at my door and say, "Happy Fool's Day".

Still, we reached safely, jammed safely, and came back home safely. Now I don't know if Srikar reached home safely yet. I'd better call and find out...