FootLoose on NH1..

How do you explain the urge to go on a nonsensical trip which clearly serves no sane purpose whatsoever- to a set of relatives and well wishers who seem intent upon not letting you repeat the 'nonsensical whims' they've indulged in their youth themselves?
You are utterly overconfident in your persuasion skills if you think you can do the mammoth task.

All things said and done , i finally embarked on the trip not by the virtue of reasoning, but by a sneak exit from Delhi...
So you are finally out of the coop , your bag tied up neatly behind , the machine roaring under your loins , and miles of uncharted (at least according to me) stretch of road ahead.
Being the smartest planner you are, you've perfectly forgotten the earphones for the mp3, which are comfortably nesting in the depths of the bag right now. Well, at least fm will last you till the city limits.....
Now you've been instructed to give an a-ok every two hr or so to the higher HQs lest they think you've met with the most gruesome accident ever imagined - one of the countless examples you've been told about happening every 'second' on the highway. You dutifully carry out the obligations.
Again the first stoppage in your iternary is Agra where you're still not sure of where you'll lodge ,again a loss of foresight but you've got two options in mind- a stay at an uncle's place which you've not visited last...what eight years....?..(you don't even know he's in the town or not.)....

...or you'll find lodging at a friend who may or may not be posted in Agra.

Now I knew that's not a very reassuring picture, but the journey...ah the freedom , cruising at 100kmph on a nearly deserted NH1.....it relieves one of much of worldly worries....a real high for those who feel the rush.
The Gods are truly smiling....100 km past delhi, no incident,and the friend turned up well and thriving in Agra...even having an empty room his buddy vacated when he recently went on leave.... even the uncle was in town , leaving me with two options. I decided to fulfill familial obligations first;
I should have known things were going TOO smoothly in my Murphy's account book....