So we started our journey. We took the first halt at the petrol pump near King Circle. With the kind of construction work going on for the over bridge, I never realized that it was the place near my college. Picnic means travelling and travelling means some way to pass your time during the journey and that brings Antakshari into play. I was hoping that at least this time we would have some good songs to enjoy the ride. But, ohh my luck. We had brought Mr. Aniruddha aka Battu Nana. He totally messed up most of the good songs we tried to sing. I cant believe someone could sing in such a manner and keep persisting even though others are visibly unhappy with his singing style. As Susmit put it, by the time he completed one line, Aniruddha would have completed 2 lines. Worst part was that he remembered all lyrics of songs which even we didn’t remember. I remember he started singing in his pathetic tone and no one in the group had a clue as to which song it was. And suddenly he says “Mere ...