The first trip I enjoyed in my college life.

1. This trip has made me somehow a debtor. And it’s of my weakness, that I waste
money a lot. Whatever it is, it made me feel much comfortable. I was very fond of
natural sceneries; the way I liked it, may be its trouble that I got the middle seat and not
the seat near the window; it made me feel it’s too complicated to enjoy well.
The way from Kuttiadi, indirectly, to Mysore, and then return back, was a great
enjoyment for me. First of all, what it made me feel angry about was, the first tourist bus
got messed up. But it was enough with a 'Holiday' bus, other than a 'Dul Dul'. I don't
think what the 'Holiday' is really meant for. I was so curious about the climbing up the
Chikmanglur Mount along the curvy, feary, scary, narrow mountain pass. After visiting a
'maqbarah' at the mid-way to Mysore, it seemed that the way is going to an ice-aged
destination. Because, as i got out from the bus at Pakranthalam, the cold breeze blew
against me, and i was freezing in between the sky and soil.
When we reached the Mysore zoo parking lot, and parked the bus in a vacant
area, i got out of the bus and saw two men wearing sunglasses all over their body and
another man with some utensils and ornaments. As my dress was in an Arabic style,
with dark and light striped 'Khandoorah' and an Arabic style turban, the sellers rushed to
me like bees found honey. The glass seller forwarded me a pretty sunglass. I borrowed
one from him, and it cost a hundred. I thought it was a bonanza 'cause it was worth
hundred and eighty, as he told. But, i felt unlucky when one of my colleagues bought it
at fifty.

2. It was after entering the zoo that I behaved like an Arabian. For it was dexterity
having consideration among the visitors. I began to take photographs and movie clips in
my mobile phone. I took pictures of smiling ancestors, furious leopards, birds and all
other animals in the zoo. But, every single shot didn't give me a fantastic picture. The
only great thing i noticed was four different kind of animals, while i approached their
cage, were in sexual intercourse (damn it). A Monkey, a lion, another species of
monkey, and even the little creature, the tortoise. I was messing around the zoo, while
time was up; I went out and had the lunch. The only minus point I noted down in
Karnata State, was the restaurant services. It made me unpleasant while I saw a board
hanged up the roof saying 'Self Service Only'.
The Mysore Palace, that's where i spend more money on buying ornaments for
my sisters and food for my stomach. And that is where i had my first horse cart ride ever
in my life. The castle was fantastic, great; I appreciate the engineer for the wonderful
architecture. The statue of the king inside the fort was so brilliant, and thanks for the
constructor, it looked like it’s alive. The garden surrounding the palace was very
wonderful and prettier than what i saw from a park in Dubai. While I came out of the
castle and walked straight to our parking lot passing a whole sale place, I remembered
my sisters and bought three pairs of necklaces and earrings. And the borrowing was
after i used an F-word more than ten times to sellers. I'm lucky that they didn't know
English.
Passing along the Chikmanglur narrow roads, it was the only place where I
enjoyed the trip well. And among the visitors to Dada Hayat, we made a visit to the
noble holy man's worship place. When we returned from there, we enjoyed the journey
by organizing programs like short speech in pure Malayalam with no foreign languages,
tour experience, songs, and so on. With all these conditions, I am sure that we haven't
played games forbidden in Islam. And that was the first trip I had from India.