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... the count so no one was left behind. We crossed Patharachi wadi. A short snack time later we began moving again. Soon we reached tar road that was to lead us to our destination. It was after 9 when we fianlly reached and were ready for the meal which we relished in the torch light as there was no electricity. We had an early start and a long walk the following day so everyone retired to bed.
... for help. Few of us wisely informed our family and friends of our status. Parents were worried; police was informed while our apprehensions soared to its peak!
While mind was completely fuc*ed-up, we still were thinking aloud of ways to escape the terrible! Meanwhile, we noticed another group who were also stranded in the forest. Fortunately, they had torches with them. It was the same group who we had stopped following some time ago. Both the groups (ours and theirs) ...
... the necks of chickens one-by-one in a slow, measured, almost menacing way (not fully beheading them as it’s not Halal) and throwing them into a basket. There were literally hundreds of them wriggling about. Through the next door were hundreds of guys sitting on tables and hacking up meat. Bones, meat, blood everywhere, and the most overpowering smell I’ve ever experienced before. We were wearing flip flops at this point. Lovely.
We quickly moved on to look at ...
By the time we reached our rooms, we were almost sleepwalking. Indeed, when I woke up around three, I realized we had not even turned off the lights or tv. We were up early to make sure Appa got breakfast and so I had time to get my formal clothing pressed for the wedding. (I have to have three different outfits because one just does not wear the same outfit to more than one part of the wedding celebration. ...
... find the way! I did not know what to say. By the way those trekkers were from Pune!
Now we were back on the road with white arrow mark. Amey was still convinced that we should go towards Thakurwadi village and he took the small deviation and we all followed. Everyone was actually hoping someone will lead us to the right track...
But we reached dead end! Luckily there was a house where we could inquire. Direction given was not enough for us to ...