Hotel Kaali, Four AM

Posted: December 7, 2010 in fun, Travel
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On a dark deserted highway,
Driving up to the hills..
A bunch of pretty, pretty guys,
And two nice bikes full filled.. 

Zooming through the alleys,
Deserted, as they were..
Wind hitting me on my face,
And sneaking into my hair..

Riding in the night air,
Chilled me up my spine..
But the bike was goin, anyway,
Upto a breezy one naught nine..

Foggy foggy weather,
Curly twisted roads..
So much darkness out there,
That I just cant  see the boards..

Switched off my headlights,
In a place spirits may dwell..
But later I thought to myself,
This cud be heaven or this cud be hell!

And then came voices shouting from very faaaaaar away..
My muted ears popped out, thot I heard them say..

Welcome to Namma mechhida Nandi betta..
What a nice sunrise, what a nice sunrise..
Nature’s lovely guise..

Scream it out big on the towering Nandi betta..
Anytime of the year, Anytime of the year..
To hang out, come here..

Fantastic experience.. :)
(3am – 12pm, Sunday the 5th Dec)
The title refers to our plight, unable to find some good tea at that time.

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Comments
  1. [...] Hotel Kaali, Four AM [...]

  2. Anniyan says:

    Nice dude… Regretting that I couldn’t join… Anyway, we’ll go on a drive after my exams are over… What say??

  3. scorpria says:

    Wow! Nice one!
    Never been there. Yet. Even after 3-n-half yrs in Blore :D

  4. Appu says:

    Hey….Awesome experience…..I always wanted to go out on a long drive in the midnight :P
    Your poem reminded me of the song “Hotel California” :P

  5. coolantz says:

    Very nice play of words. I’m sure the ride must’ve been super exciting. I’ll try to go there some time. :)

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