The most challenging thing I have ever done is riding in the "roller coster"
Sorry guys, its a bit long
Not so long ago we had had a Russia trip from school. We all were reminded STRICTLY that we should always be in group, never going alone in nightclub and not to forget to inform Professor even if we were away for an hour (shopping and others). It was just because most of frens used to drink like fish, and u know the Russian police and strict/corrupted rules. Similarly, we should not forget probable Racist activities over there.
So on second day we all (around 20 students+ Prof) hit for a nightclub. We all had lots of fun. Around 2 PM, by the grace of God, I encountered a wonderful girl, danced few steps together and shared few drinks. All the friends were ready to be back to hotel (Some with new chix) and hard to believe Professor was lucky too, he was taking one lanky damsel(little fat though).
I told everyone I will be coming back later, they all were insisting me and advised to be more cautious coz anything could have happened there. But I was stubborn and ask me to leave alone. Prof was not happy and other frens too. They left me, I was happy.
She was extremely beautiful, polite and sexy. Though, I did not expect anything from her (that means SEX) but her company was wonderful. I was little bit nervous becoz, i think I was only foreigner (obvious foreigner) in whole club. And you know, Russia is not like the US....
After all I was a man, I requested her to give a company (to my hotel), she politely denied. We were talking about some meaningless issues like vodka, weather, music, Russia and what not. DJ was playing a game where we could dedicate a song and they play special track for 30 seocnds (by paying 200 Rubles).
I excused myself and got some drinks , in the meantime, I went up to DJ, gave a chit and dedicated a song for her (She was not aware of it).
When I came back and sat with her, DJ shouted in style reading my chit 'This song is dedicated to the most beautiful girl I met on earth, Veronika'. I loved doing it and She was surprised. DJ called me in front and also ask her to come, She joined. She was really excited to know all these.
Around 3 AM we came out, I did not have any money with me, Professor and other frens had taken my wallet, Passport and everything for safer reasons. They left 500 Rubles (for taxi) and that was finished by buying drinks and dedicating song. I only had Hotel's phone no. if there is any problem (like police) they asked me to contact hotel. She was hungry, we went McDonalds. I did not eat anything (No money).
I was asking her to be with me in hotel, she was denying (still
). She suggested it wd be wise if I go to hotel and she to her home. No I did not give up, I told what if we go to yr house. The only reason was I wanted to spend more time with her (Sex was not primary factor). Finally we took a taxi and went to her old house. Thank God, she paid. Her house was different, she lived in a single bedroom apartment, Economics student in local univesity and employee in travel agency. There was her 14 years old sister sleeping in bed.She made some coffee, we talked for a while, had some lighter fun. I was thankful for her. She told she could driver her old Lada samara to my hotel after an hour (it was already 5 AM) but I denied. I told I could find the way.
5 AM, Russian winter, - 15 degree, I left her house. I had no idea where I would end up. I did not even have a single penny. I just walked walked and walked for 1 hour. Tired, nervous and hungry. I saw noboyd in the street, I walked for 2 hours and found myself in same The Alexander Nevesky bridge.
When my bones were about to be broken, I found the hotel. The next day when I told story, they all said 'Man, how come u become so fearless?' what if u were caught by some Racist Russians? They could have thrown you in river. Yes they were right......
Anyway, it was a great experience. Life is so. Today when I remember that day, i cant even imagine I did that....!!!!!
PART 1---->I can't remember my age when this incident took place. My mother was working women, so I used to be bottle feed. One day I ate whole bottle of "SCABIN" (luto ko aausadi thats white and looks like milk) thinking it was milk. I don't remember the exact feeling..but I survived after being rush to hospital ! MAY BE THAT WAS THE REASON I NEVER GOT LUTO IN MY LIFE heheh
PART 2---->At that time, I was about 5 yrs old, and sitting on the fourth floor balcony. My mum had kept a very thick "SIRAK" hanging on the balcony. I was eating something and trying to pull an push the "SIRAK", jut playing with it. Then suddenly ..................................................................."SIRAK" dragged me down to the ground floor.
I don't remember anything after that, except my dad saying me " What do you want to eat ?". My parents told me that I had fainted, but was not hurt due to thick sirak under me.. In my hometown people still call me "JANGA BAHADUR RANA"
Anyways it's nice to tell you my stories like this today because I survived ! I miss hearing these and many other my childhood bravery stories from my father almost on daily basis 
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