It was getting dark and we were returning to our hotel after visiting waterfall.
At the river side we assembled the table and chairs. We were six people and two of them were non drinkers. It all started with setting up the hookah.
Rum, plastic glasses, soya katori(best chakna), Raw weed in plastic packet and clear moon night. I started with crushing the weed and separating the seeds.
One said he won’t be trying weed so while he was looking away we added some of the crushed weed into the hookah flavour. Going fast forward…. everything was prepared.
Oh! And I don’t smoke(cigarette) so,we made a blunt joint(tobacco free).
Plastic glasses were filled with equal ratios of rum, coke and water. It was freezing out there but gradually rum started working. In the meantime we convinced a non drinker for a drink and the way he got high was very new to me. He picked up a badminton and starting running after one of us to beat him with the badminton (and everyone started shouting bancho isko ni pilaenge ab kabhi).
So,I took the first kash of the weed but I was not able to take the smoke inside(aprentice me!) and my throat burnt so bad. Then everyone started with their expert advice on how to smoke and were guiding me how to do it. After few more tries I was able to take the smoke properly. To soothe the throat I was having drink alongside.
Oh! The guy who was having hookah without the knowledge of weed in hookah flavour starting having a trip. His eyes got moist and light red.
With music on we started grooving with peg in one hand and joint with lighter in one(blunt joint Baar Baar bhujta rehta hai yaar). We did not even realise when everything got in slow-motion and our hunger was on all time high.
We headed towards our room in search of more food and while we were about to open the door, we heard the some punjabi song and started dancing at the gate(it was super slow motion dance,like Punjabi steps in slow-motion).
In the mean time dinner was served. The food was very delicious or we were we in extreme hunger. The chicken was cooked very nicely.
Now, a friend who never talk to girls says ‘bhaiyon saath wale hotel mein chalte hai wahan I ll talk to a girl'(in a hotel across the river there was a group of girls from girl’s college). He was so high that instead of taking the road, he started walking towards the river with hookah in his hand. Instead of stopping him we started dancing and called to the only sober friend to save him and continued to dance.
He got convince not to cross the river and then it was decided that we ll go by the road. It is generally advised their not to go on the roads after the dark as wild animals are generally spotted on the roads. Weed peene ke Baad aapko pata hota hai what to do and what not to do but still you do it anyway.
Being a little aware I picked up a stone of the wrist size and carried it all the way for the self defence. We reached at the small canteen type near the hotel and it was all occupied by the college students. Generally I feel confident at such place but that day after joint I felt very low on confidence and couldn’t interact with anyone. We ordered a Maggi and some drinks after they left.
Instead of going back to our hotel we left to enjoy the beauty of the mountains at night under the moon. We kept on walking for around half an hour on the empty and dark road, filled with fear but still that high not to feel it . We stopped in front of house whose lights were on and sat on the stairs.
After a while a car came there and stopped. Two drunk people came out of the car and started talking very weirdly among themselves. We got so scared that we decided to walk back to our hotel.
While crossing the canteen two girls were walking by, one of them being drunk and handled by her friend crossed by(we had a nasheela eye contact) and me being low on confidence couldn’t say anything(not even a hi) and stoodstill. Her friend took her to the stairs very slowly and carefully.
Weed with rum surely gives thrill but it fucked my confidence like hell for that night.