BEHT Kilimanjaro Challenge 2011

Fancy climbing Kilimanjaro? Well it’s not an offer you get everyday! Actually I had got the offer 3 years earlier when we were due to go to weddings in Kenya and Tanzania and Hitesh had decided he might as well scale the highest mountain in Africa whilst there. I had declined the initial offer but the second offer intrigued. I wanted to know what was so special about this mountain that he was wanting to go back again. 

After his first climb which he had done successfully on his own, he’d been saying that he wanted to take a group along as lots of people had expressed an interest. However it had not materialized until now when Shaila who’d been wanting to do this ever since hearing about Hitesh’s climb, finally pressed him  in February 2011 and said she wanted to do this for BEHT and when could we do it. 

There were too many things going on in our lives in 2012 what with the Oylmpics coming so he said what about August 2011. And that’s how it all began around March this year. 

At 19,336ft or 5,895m , Kilimanjaro, or  Kili as it is affectionately known, is Africa’s tallest mountain and the world’s highest walkable mountain. And what a walk! You go through 5 climactic zones with temperatures ranging from +30 to -30.  The climb was due to take place from 28 August to 2 September. Hitesh advised that we should take the Marangu route as it had huts – also known as the coca cola route and it was decided to add an additional day for acclimatisation. The dates were decided based on core people’s availability, and it was only much later that we realised that we would actually be ascending the summit on one of the most auspicious days in the Jain calendar – the last day of Paryushan. All the omens looked good , we couldn’t have planned it better if we’d tried!

It was decided to restrict the group size to 20 to make it a manageable number. But initially only half a dozen had signed up but from the various contacts, over the next few months, different people signed up and suddenly we had our 20- an eclectic mix of people ranging from 17 to 60 plus and coming from wide variety of backgrounds and also countries. It was definitely not going to be possible to train together. In fact whilst we knew a lot of the people, the whole group only met up the day before the climb! There was also a group from the US who were raising money for the same cause but were climbing the day after us. 

We had had a couple of meetings to discuss fundraising and climbing equipment as well as training. Ajay also organised a trip to Yorkshire to walk the Yorkshire 3 peaks as part of the training regime but only 6 of our 20 went. Other than this the training was left to the individuals. 

So I initiated my own training routine. I was already waking up early in the morning for yoga from Monday to Friday – I decided to supplement this with walking for about an hour and half on Friday, Saturday and Sunday mornings around Harrow on the hill. Mondays to Fridays, I decided that I would walk up the stairs at work – all 12 floors so over 260 steps! It was hard work at first but towards the end it became a routine. The hills were good work and sometimes I would join other trekkers – there were another 2 groups climbing Kilimanjaro, and a group of 50 trekkers going to Ladakh. All of them were training regularly at the weekends so I just joined them when they were walking around Harrow on the Hill. 

On one of these occasions, the day before we were to fly out to Nairobi, I met one of the guys from the other group climbing kili- he’d just returned the previous week and gave me advice re dustmasks – (invaluable as it was very dry and dusty) and gave me his remaining supply of diamox, advising to take half a tablet a day starting the day of the climb. 

A lot of liaising went on with Ameg lodge to ensure we got the best possible guides, porters etc. We discussed the food – everyone was ok with vegetarian food for the climb. And so after months of preparation , training etc, it was now the eve of the climb.   

Most people had flown in just that day. A few of us, however , had spent time in Nairobi and arrived later that afternoon. In the evening we were introduced to the head guides of the UK and US groups, 2 brothers we found out later, Armani for the UK  and Alan for the US. Armani along with other guides inspected our climbing kit to ensure that we had all the right gear.

In the evening we had a briefing meeting where the guides and Hitesh put us at ease and answered our numerous questions. Everyone was itching to get started. We’d all spent months preparing for this trip – now it was finally here, the day of reckoning. 

The first day was going to be a 3 hour walk but because of the drive to the Marangu gate along with bag weighing, registration etc we were advised on a 9am start. Armani and Mohina the 2 most senior guides had come to Ameg lodge in the morning and would accompany us to the Marangu gate. ‘Make sure they don’t wimp out at Gilman’s- Get them to Uhuru’ said Rajen to Armani. 

When we got to the Marangu gate, it  was a hype of activity.  Everyone needed to be registered and then we spent a couple of hours waiting and waiting! Why was it taking so long? Well we had a whole team of porters, cooks and guides – 40 porters, 7 guides, and 2 cooks!  All had to be registered and then all the luggage weighed. Our bags to be carried by the porters were supposed to be a maximum of 12 kg and then they would carry 8kg of their own stuff as well as communal food etc. Some bags were a lot heavier than this so they had to redistribute their own stuff as their maximum load was 20kg. They  also put a plastic covering on all our bags to protect the bags from rain and dust.  All we had to carry was our own backpacks with some snacks, 3 litres of water and rain wear. 

Finally just after 1.30pm we were ready to set off. And then of course there was a moment’s delay for the group photo. But after this we were on our way. This was going to be a 12km and would take us around 3 hours. This first day was walking through tropical rainforests. The vegetation was lush and green , the canopies of towering trees providing shade and making for a pleasant walk. This is also where most of the animals can be found – we saw some colobus monkeys on the trees, maybe if we’d peeled some bananas they might have come down! We passed a sign for a waterfall and made a mental note to visit it on our way back as we were rushing to get to the Mandara before evening. We stopped for lunch an hour into the walk – most of us were not that hungry having already demolished our snacks and for us, our soggy sandwiches from Nairobi. But plates, paper napkins and metal cutlery was laid on the picnic tables already in situ and the smell of hot cucumber soup was slowly wafting over and making us hungry- the cooks and porters had got there earlier – the porters walk pretty fast even though they are carrying so much. They also laid out fruit, bananas and watermelon, as well as salads and bread with condiments. We all had a feast and probably ate more than we should have! The picnic site also had toilets which were relatively clean and flushed! There was a guy based there whose job it was to clean these and he was sat having his lunch and on the ground beside him was a mongoose that he was feeding morsels to. It felt good. We all set off again in high spirits. Today we would rest at 2,700m, having started at 1,800m  but we were walking relatively fast since altitude is not generally a problem at this height. The teenagers were left to walk at their own pace today and so got to the huts much earlier than the rest of us. Hitesh had also got there early and had signed everyone in. It was quite late before everyone appeared and the guide had suggested a visit to Maundi crater – another 15 minutes walk, but we decided against it due to the fading light. Mandara is a group of wooden huts in a forest clearing, with solar generated lighting and flushing toilets. We were quite late and so were allocated a large 3 room hut at the back which accommodated our whole group. After we had settled in, the porters came with buckets of hot water for each of us so we could wash ourselves and we were then invited into the dining room for tea and popcorn. Everyone was in a buoyant mood-  the walk had been really pleasant, the scenery stunning . We’d met lots of people on their way down and we’d asked all of them how they’d got on. Most of them, more than 90% had made it to the top so that cheered us up. Dinner  was served around 7.30pm. Yet more cucumber soup and some rice and vegetables – it was tasty enough especially when supplemented with Bakul’s garlic chutney that he had brought along- our food was all prepared to the lowest common denominator so vegetarian, no eggs, no onions, no garlic and no red chilli powder so the garlic chutney helped to enhance the flavours. Following dinner, Armani, our head guide came to brief us on the next day. He advised that it would be about 6-7 hours of walking (around 15km) and advised on an 8am start so we could get to Horombo in good time.  He advised that the porters would wake us up gently at 6.30am by offering tea and hot water in our huts. They would then provide bowls filled with hot water for washing. 

By the time dinner finished it was really quite dark. As we had an early start , we all retired to our beds and Hitesh played his music for a while after which we all fell asleep probably around 10pm. The next morning some of us woke up before the porters came with the tea and ginger water. The latter was a special request that was becoming increasingly popular with everyone. It was really cold outside and misty. Breakfast was porridge with honey, sugar, jam or whatever you wanted to add to it and toast made on a stove so a little soggy. But everyone was hungry and ate well. 

Babu, Kishore ,and Bakul would go on ahead as Babu had hired his own guide and porter. Godfrey paced the youngsters today – he would let them go ahead for a while , walk with the rest of us and then run ahead to rein them in again and reset the pace.

The walk from Mandara to Horombo is about 15 kms and should take around 5-6 hours . You ascend another 1,000m to 3,720m. The trail passes through a short stretch of forest and then becomes moorland.  Here you get giant lobelias,cactus like trees with pineapple heads. As you ascend , you start noticing clouds in the horizon and then suddenly realise that you’re actually now above the clouds. The blanket of white clouds looks really inviting to the weary traveller and you really want to just lie down on it. 

Again we had a lunch stop – soup and sandwiches and then back on the road. As a result of taking the diamox , you would suddenly get a tingling in your finger or toes – usually this happened after a meal and it was quite strong after the lunch stop between Mandara and Horombo for me. I was continuing to walk at a pace that was right for me and was generally in the middle after some of the youngsters like Jaymal and Himesh etc. I had my ipod handy , ready to listen to my some bhajans or my dad’s kshamapna speech but in fact I didn’t need any motivation from the music. – the scenery was quite dramatic. 

Horombo is perched on a small plateau , huts similar to those at Mandara but the capacity is much greater here since a lot of people stay an extra night to acclimatise and there’s 2 way traffic . We got to the huts around 3pm and had the good fortune of being assigned the back huts. Hitesh was hoping he would get the same hut he had stayed in 3 years earlier as he had carved his name in there. That hut was occupied by the youngsters . So he still carved both our names there. We also had a back hut for 6 looking towards the mountain and the river – unfortunately neither could be seen as Kili was covered and the river was quite dry. The day had been sunny and warm but the evening got really cold. You need your hat and a thin pair of gloves. We were going to spend an extra night here to acclimatise so the next morning was going to be a leisurely walk up to Zebra rocks and then down again – around 6 km in total and so we did not need to make too early a start. So we had a lie in until 7.30 am. At least some people did. I got up early and when I got up I had the most wonderful view of the sun just peeping out from the thick blanket of clouds – the sunrise was absolutely amazing and then when I turned to the left I saw Kilimanjaro – until today we had not been able to see it. The previous night some of us had been greeted with a spectacular view of the sky when we had to get up in the night. It was absolutely beautiful. Ajay had woken up TM who had woken up the rest of the their hut and all of them and Hitesh spent some time sitting outside gazing at the stars – Hitesh stayed even longer after they had gone back to sleep until he got absolutely frozen – it was bitterly cold!   

So with a beautiful day in front of us we walked at a leisurely pace to Zebra rocks –so called as they resemble the black and white stripes of the zebra . This was about 300m higher than  Horombo and most of us were coping well with the altitude , however a few had started feeling the effects- headaches, nausea , fatigue etc. 

At zebra rocks, Armani our head guide made us practice for a while walking in line really ‘pole pole’ to get us familiar with how we would need to walk on the summit night. It just felt really slow and frustrating but he was pleased with our disciplined line. 

Afterwards we walked down at our pace and had lunch back at Horombo. We discovered it was Shirley’s birthday and so sang happy birthday to her. We had the afternoon free to rest, play cards etc. Most of us took the opportunity to catch up on some sleep, Hitesh choosing to take his sleeping bag outside near the dry river.  At dinnertime, Hitesh gave our sesame seeds pack to the cooks to present to Shirley with candles by the side in lieu of cake. She was really touched by this. After dinner, a lot of us spent a long time outside watching stars in the amazing sky , Himesh spurred on by a dare appeared in just his boxers! He braved the elements for quite some time – it was really cold – I was cold with my skiing jacket, hat and gloves!

The next morning was going to be an early start – 7am was suggested so we all retired to bed early. After breakfast we set off around 7.30 am. We were getting better with the time keeping! It was a long dusty walk to Kibo. The vegetation got sparser and sparser and it was quite hot during the day, so you need to drink lots of water. The last bit before the lunch stop was the saddle – effectively a plateau between 2 mountains, Kilimanjaro on the left and Mawenzi on the right. Mawenzi is a formidable looking mountain with jagged peaks and I was told by the guide that hardly anyone climbs it these days as the mountain is crumbling and therefore dangerous to climb. Anyone who wants to climb it first has to sign an undertaking that the guide’s family will be looked after financially in the event of any mishap. 

Lunch was yet more soup, sandwiches and salads. It wasn’t always cucumber soup but all the soups tasted roughly the same – or we were slowly losing our taste buds! Most of us, probably to the surprise of the cooks, had not lost our appetites and were always hungry. And so the porters and cooks would leave some rations separately for the stragglers in case we demolished everything in sight! At this particular lunch spot, David decided to make a sandwich for Shaila and left it by a rock. Suddenly there was a crow trying to grab the food – luckily he managed to shoo the bird away in time. He decided he would eat that sandwich and leave the fresh one for Shaila, but when she came she was feeling nauseous and didn’t want to eat anything! Poor David – he did try!

After lunch the walk to Kibo was only 1 km but it took us over an hour to get there due to the thinning air. Kibo was a big dormitory type building and we had the exclusive use of 2 dorms which actually housed 12 each  so we had 10 in each. When we got there, we cleaned ourselves quickly with baby wipes – there is no running water at Kibo so water was strictly for drinking ad cooking not to be wasted on frivolities like washing. So yes, the porters carry all our drinking and cooking water needs up to Kibo- this is why you cannot spend an extra night at Kibo to acclimatise. By the time we got to Kibo, our clothes were really dusty along with the hair – I had no desire to even comb my hair – it was matted with dirt! 

We tried to organise our clothes and accessories for the evening and then tried to rest until dinner time around 5.30pm. Sleep was not easy to come by especially when there is a lot of activity and commotion. At this height , altitude sickness was kicking in for a few people and Kiran especially was suffering badly. 

Dinner was yet more soup – no idea what and spaghetti with a tomato and vegetable sauce. I was really hungry and piled up my plate and then proceeded to demolish everything on my plate much to the amazement of Bakul especially who just stared in awe at how much I had eaten.  But it wasn’t just me – TM had 3 helpings! Armani gave us a briefing after dinner, advising us to get everything together and rest and told us we would be woken up at 10pm to then commence the climb at 11pm. So we got everything together and rested. Although some could be heard fast asleep, for most of us, sleep was elusive. Anyway I had eaten too much –really and my stomach was really bloated!

I got up just before 10pm – and got ready. Porridge was waiting but I really could not eat anything after my enormous meal. Armani had agreed that Babu, Kishore, Bakul and TM could leave as soon as they were ready and the rest of us would stick together at least until the Hans Meyer caves at which point he would reassess the situation. We were finally ready to leave around 11.45pm and started off in a single file watching the footsteps in front of us with our head torches. It was quite a comical scene – like a walk on the moon with our padded gear and carefully taking a single step at a time very slowly. Even this slow pace was actually quite exhausting for some and so after the half way point , he separated 4 people with their own guides and porters and then quickened the pace. By this time it was really difficult to walk on the terrain which was scree and every time you took a step forward , you slipped half a step back. You had to really plant your poles and pull yourself up. It was exhausting work and there were moments when I wondered what I was doing there. By this time even Hitesh was feeling the effects. He had not been taking any altitude sickness tablets and until 5,400m had not suffered anything but now he was feeling really sleepy.  At the next rest point I gave him a diamox tablet to take to help him cope with the altitude. He promptly threw up making as loud a noise as possible so that everyone heard him! I kept soldiering on, reciting the Navkar Mantra in my head to keep me going and praying that I didn’t chicken out at Gilman’s. I contemplated how I was going to walk down this steep path down – the scree was difficult enough to climb on but surely it was going to be equally difficult to come down on. It’s much easier climbing down Armani assured me!

We’d been climbing for over 6 hours and now the sun was about to rise. It was absolutely glorious and I told David that he had been promoted to official photographer as Hitesh was indisposed. David has some glorious photos of the sunrise. Of course we should have got to Gilman’s by sunrise and I asked the guide whether we had time to go all the way to Uhuru since if you didn’t get to Gilman’s by a certain time (7.30 am he informed me ) we would not be allowed to carry. He assured us that we had plenty of time!  He pointed out Gilman’s – it still looked a fair way up but now the scree had given to huge boulders which you need to jump over – this when you had little strength left in your legs! But we kept soldiering on. Over the last few hours Armani had been extremely stressed out making sure the Group stayed together – he kept shouting to Farija to keep those at the back with the rest of us and push them along. In my view, he really earned his head guide colours and tip in those few hours when he could not afford to split the group up as he had no guides to play around with and ensured that we all stayed together. 

We finally got to Gilman’s point completely exhausted – we had made it – we had climbed Kilimanjaro. We had a few minutes rest before the whole Group caught up and we gathered around for the group photo with our BEHT banner. Everyone was elated but exhausted. A few more minutes of rest and Armani said ‘Uhuru’! and so onwards we marched. No questions to anyone as to whether they wanted to continue or not and not a murmur of objection from any of our group. We obliged by trudging along like zombies, on autopilot. Hitesh had had a new lease of life and walked on ahead to Stella point at which point he could take forty winks. The walk to Stella was not as difficult as the last few hundred metres up to Gilman’s but when your body is tired, your legs like jelly, and your eyes are ready to drop off to sleep , each step is a mammoth undertaking. Actually, funnily enough I was not falling asleep but I was exhausted. Most of us were that way, apart from David who seemed to still have some energy left. We kept being encouraged by walkers returning from Uhuru who told us to keep going – the views from Stella onwards were becoming more spectacular as you started seeing the icecaps and what had appeared like a thin layer of snow from the distance was actually almost 2 story high blocks of thick ice. Nonetheless, it is receding at a frightening rate – Rajen showed us a picture of the mountain taken 30 years ago when it was virtually covered in ice!

It took us about 20-30 minutes to get to Stella and after that it’s supposed to be another hour. This stretch was the most tiring as although it was steadily uphill as opposed to the last stretch of Gilman’s , it was really deceptive. You could almost see where you were supposed to get to and it seemed to be around another corner still. You muster just enough energy for the last bit and then you had to do it all over again. On the way there, we then bumped into TM, Bakul and Kishore (Babu had had a massive headache at about 5,200m and bailed out early) – they told us it was only a few minutes away – they were so happy that we were going to Uhuru. And so we got to Uhuru – most of totally exhausted and ready to drop. But you always have some reserve energy – and we did – we all hugged each other and then got together for the photos with the BEHT banner. Hitesh had been daring Jaimal and himesh to do a moonie, but in the interests of modesty, they just took their shirts and posed – Hitesh totally exhausted never resists joining in and also stripped off to show his torso! It was only around 9am and still pretty cold. We had quite a long time at Uhuru and as were quite late there it was not as busy. Finally, we set off back down again. Roopa and then Sahil were having problems and were being hauled down the mountain quickly. The rest of us trudged along. Now the sun was coming out and by the time we got to Gilman’s it was getting unbearably hot. We took off our extra layers , hats gloves etc. We strated coming down in a zig zag fashion as it was really steep and after a while Hitesh was fed up with my pace and raced down ahead. You could see Kibo and thought you were nearly there but it took us a good 3 hours to come down – we finally got back around 1.30pm – totally exhausted only to be told we had 10 minutes to eat and pack our bags. Hitesh had come down a bit earlier and started some of the packing. Shaila and Jyoti were resting – they had both made it to Gilman’s as had Kiran who we met at Gilman’s on our way back. Apart from Babu, the only other person who had turned back was Bhavik who was having difficulty keeping awake and had turned back around 5,200m. It was a shame but as he’s only 21, hopefully he will be inspired to take up the challenge again. 

The Americans were just coming to Kibo as were ready to depart for Horombo. Apparently one of the girls asked how it was and TM responded that it was tortuous and then reflected – maybe I shouldn’t have said that!

Tortuous was an accurate if not an appropriate description. It was sheer hell at times. But it is amazing the hell that we sometimes we put our bodies through , only to find that we can cope and come out much stronger afterwards. As the saying goes, ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’.

The feeling of elation at getting to Uhuru only lasted a few minutes – after that we had to contemplate getting back to Kibo and Horombo – we still had a few hours left in our trekking to Horombo. Having had a half hour rest and some food, Hitesh and I set off at a fast pace – some of our party had already gone and others were not quite ready. However the walk seemed to take a lot longer than we had anticipated.- all we wanted to do was get out of walking shoes!. By now my feet were really beginning to hurt as toes had been hitting the front of my shoes on the way down. We were nearing Horombo when David caught up with us. He’d left a good half hour after us and still managed to catch us up. Shaila was too exhausted and was being brought down by a stretcher, he advised. The others were still not ready so he’d left. We finally got to Horombo at about 5.30pm – about 18 hours after we’d started our night climb! No wonder we were exhausted. At last – I could finally remove my trekking shoes and put on my walking slippers. Finally we would wash our faces – Hitesh and David elected to take  showers even though it was getting cold by the time. The rest of the people arrived soon afterwards. At dinner time everyone was too exhausted to be feeling any type of emotion, let alone elation- it was a big anticlimax- no celebration. We still had another long day of walking ahead of us and so everyone retired to bed pretty early. 

The next day was another early start as we still had about a 6 hour walk and before this we needed to give the porters their tips – Ajay and Hitesh had to sort all the money out in the correct denominations – Armani had given a list of all the porters, cooks and guides involved.  Finally we were ready and as a prelude to the tipping ceremony, all the porters, cooks, and guides gathered together and sang us the Kilimanjaro song led by Godfrey, one of our guides. It was a wonderful display of team spirit and we were so privileged to have been part of this wonderful team. They then sang their version of Hakuna Matata . After this they waited patiently to be called in turn by name and be handed a tip by Ajay. Horror of horrors! – Armani had forgotten to put down one of the porters – he’d been an extra one for the summit but the problem was quickly resolved and we handed him a tip as well. 

After this we were finally ready to set off on our final descent down- it was a lovely walk through the  moorland . We were due to have lunch at Mandara and when we got there another party was there so our tables were not yet set. When we finally set down, we got yet more soup – they said it was cucumber but it tasted more like vegetable soup and then spaghetti- no sauce. It was a little disappointing but I guess they had received their tips so probably did not need to make such an effort? Hitesh and Ajay had chosen to walk behind with Satish, Kiran and Jyoti and they came in quite a long time after us.  We set off again for our last stretch, back to the rainforest. Shirley saw a cow and took a picture of it – her African safari! I had been reminding Farija to take us to the waterfall and I kept asking him in case we had walked past it. No he said , just a little longer. It took an eternity to get to. Shirley chickened out – she was satisfied looking at Sam’s pictures of the waterfall, but David and I went down. It was a pretty waterfall – not gushing water but the way the water fell over the green moss and trees made it really quite unique.    

We finally got to the gate around 3.30pm.Hitesh and the guide had arranged for Kiran, Jyoti and Satish to be taken down by the rescue car , a service that was available after halfway from Mandara hut. After they got back, we still had a little while to wait for Ajay and Hitesh who had taken the detour to see the waterfall as well. Finally at around 4.45pm they arrived and we were finally ready to set off. Armani and the other guides accompanied us back to the hotel. We did not need to collect our certificates as Armani had collected these on our behalf and would present to us at the hotel.

On the way back , we saw Kilimanjaro, for once not hidden under the clouds. It was perfect- now all we needed was a hot shower. Whilst on the bus, David, Bakul and Hitesh decided to award names to all the trekkers and celebrate our achievement. 

So finally we could celebrate back at Ameg lodge. All of us were itching to have a hot shower but these had to be delayed a little longer until the certificates had been presented. 

Finally we cleaned up and dressed up for dinner . Dinner was delicious –no cucumber soup but bhajias and spicy curries! After dinner , David and Bakul hosted the alternative  awards ceremony with a choice of champagne or non alcoholic drink , giving us our name from our fellow trekkers  and we all had a few minutes to talk about our experience. It was a fitting celebration and we could finally share our experiences. 

The next day we had a celebratory breakfast – jalebis, gathias and parathas, after which we all parted our different ways – some like Bene, Bakul, Babu and Kishore had already gone. It was barely a week since we had all met but in that time we had bonded , had encouraged each other and ultimately gone through tough times together and pulled through. Ultimately it’s not just the experience that shapes   us but the people that we share it with. Whether it be alone, with another or a whole group, the experience is heightened with the addition of warmth, compassion and a sense of empathy and a smile. For after all, these things all contribute to build wonderful friendships, which although may be short will always be in our hearts.

So if you are thinking about undertaking such a challenge – think no more – just do it! Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. 

BEHT would like to thank the following people who undertook the above challenge and in the process raised over £60,000 towards the equipment for the hospital project 

Ajay AKA The Accomodater

Hitesh AKA The Don

Shaila AKA  The Instigator

Hasu  AKA the Smiler

David AKA the Cowboy

Bakul AKA The Medicine Man

Kishore AKA On Top of The World

Babu (Bob ) AKA The Boss

Satish AKA The Diplomat

Shirley AKA 

Jyoti  AKA The Tortoise

Kiran AKA The Timekeeper

TM Lee AKA The Invisible man

Roopa AKA One of the lads

Bene AKA the Son in law

Jaimal AKA The cheeky bugger

Himesh AKA 

Bhavik AKA 

Sahil AKA The Junior Diplomat

Sam  AKA