Long Long Time ago, Somewhere in North Campus, Delhi
A bunch of guys in an MBA college came up with this concept, Trip Alpha! Simply put, you just land up at the railway station, look at the departure board, just hop onto any train that looks interesting enough and thus Trip Alpha would begin, a journey without any bookings, itinerary or destination.
5 Years Later, Somewhere in Gurgaon
A 28 year old guy, in an office cubicle, has just come back from his first solo trip and is suffering from serious PTSD (Post Travel Stress Disorder). He asks his cubicle mate to ensure he doesn’t end up quitting the job that day. By the end of the week, he hadn’t; but what he did end up doing that week was to book another trip.
And this one was going to be his version of Trip Alpha; A Trip on which he would end up being mortally scared, land up in a new city at night with nowhere to spend the night, not once but twice, wake up one morning with no recollection of the previous night, trust all his possession in the hands of strangers, meet a guy in a local bar claiming to be spying for the CIA in his country, run into strange looking reptiles and survive to tell this tale! Ohh yes, and did I mention, surviving an elephant stampede, becoming a guinea pig for a hair removal cream and have a guy ogle at my legs for an uncomfortably long time and say, 'You don’t look Indian'
Day 0 of the Trip, 9:30 PM, 7 kms from Colombo International airport
The Tuktuk Driver says that the route he is taking is indeed the shortest route; and all I can think about is the headlines in the next day's local paper;