Pramod and i went for paintball on Saturday.. it was a decent crowd of about 20 people. We arrived fashionably late so we missed the initial war paint session, and everyone else had already suited and loaded up. This time, being a late mallu worked in my favour because while i got ready it gave me a few seconds to regroup my thoughts and remember that i was wearing a pair of crummy jeans than looks weird at the crotch, a narky top that made me look st00pid, i hadn’t brushed my hair properly that morning, my face was spotty and looking like shit and i was feeling like 6 kinds of shit.
Oh well.. things got better. I forgot about how i looked and felt.. and shifted perspectives to become a lean mean bang bang machine.. we did a lot of attacking people, defending poles, crawling into bushes and terrorising people with blanks (ok i did that.. i am not sure who i chased with the empty gun.. but twas fun :) ). The day was a blast, but the highlight was when we were attacking the other team in the bush. The bush area was set out with the stream on one side as a border and a line of white stripes painted on trees on the other side as the other border. In the middle of this war zone, there was a ditch, deep enough for someone to stand and shoot at oncoming masked savages. Being brave (adrenalin makes u st00pid) i went around the path in the middle and shot at some bloke hiding in the bush. I am not sure if it was my shot that took him out, but he raised his hands and walked away.. into nothing. From my hiding place behind a scrawny plant i peeked to find out why this dude had not walked past me and I saw the surrendered bloke plus two other blokes in the ditch. 2 seconds to figure out that no one was with me.. and i went for it.. ran to the top of the ditch shooting paint bullets at the bloke in front.. He turned and shot back at me.. one shot to the shoulder.. but i would not back down.. continued shooting at the bloke.. i am sure some.. ANY of my bullets might have hit him.. but no.. i got another one to the hip.. then i registered the pain from the first bullet.. shit.. had to retreat.. put my hands up in surrender and walked back.. Good fight.. he ribbed me for not backing down initially.. but methinks it took longer for him to register that i shot him as well!
Overall it was an awesomly fun day.. and the tequila shots at the end was the 'cherry on the top' :)
Check out the shoulder bruise + additional sliver of skin off my arm..
