Arabian Nights - III

We moved on after those experimentations, and Hallelujah, the camp became suddenly colorful. Enter a group of giggly hot girls, all immaculately dressed. I couldn’t make out the nationality but my guess is they were French. They came straight to us, I mean to the green room, to get dressed in an Abaya, and goodness gracious me, they looked transformed and so pretty! The one thing I always find very pretty is when Firangs wear Indian Kurtis or Full length Ghagra (Skirt). Anyways this bird watching went on for the rest of the evening.

I noticed at far end of the camp there were people doing sand surfing and that definitely aroused the kid in me. The last I wore roller skates was like when I was 14, I guess, so I decided to try it on. The first time I came down I lost my balance mid way and fell head down. But the second time I was perfect, rode the sand wave till the end. Vikram took some great photos and I even made a stop motion movie. :D.

After 3 tries I was totally exhausted, couldn’t carry the surf board till the top again so we roamed around more and found a neat shack especially for Sheesha (or Hookah in India). The shack was so strategically placed; you just sit back and watch the beautiful yellow ball of fire disappear in a sea of sand. I had tried Sheesha once when I was in India and once when I was in Kuwait (believe me you go hoarse the next day after a Hookah night) and Vikram had never tried Sheesha and neither of us smoke cigarettes, so it was pretty amateurish the way we went on about it. Vikram took the first drag and started coughing just like they show in the movies when a 15 year old smokes for the first time! And I took a gentle puff and no smoke came out! Sitting besides us were these two Arabs who were smoking like a Steam engine and I am sure they were looking at us and chuckling. After various permutations and combinations we figured it out, you need to call all your lung powers and take the deepest drag possible, hold it in a moment and then there is smoke! :D

The quality of Sheesha was nothing like I’ve had before. My throat dint hurt and there was sweet tingling sensation at the tip of my tongue. After Vikram took a long puff he said, it hit him and he is feeling buzzed. I was like 'common, this stuff can't make you high or anything' and I was making fun of him. Before I know it, after 2 or 3 deep drags, even I started feeling lighter. It was a heavenly feeling, almost felt like paradise. We both decided that we should stop and not risk getting stoned. So we started walking back and even then neither of us could walk straight, It’s hilarious to get your body to move in synch when your high.

To avoid anymore embarrassment we moved on to the centre of the camp where they had neatly laid out carpets, there was this low height dinner tables with a stylish old lantern and cushion laid all around. So we decided to wear of our high by resting for sometime......

P.S (To be continued... )