One night @ a petrol pump!

What would you say, when 13 super-excited dare devils step out of their routine lives for three counted days, ready to explore new grounds of Munnar, and tackle new challenges, with spirits soaring high, and they get trapped at a petrol pump for an entire night, just at the very onset?Reason: Their much beloved tempo-traveller(TT) broke down at 1 in the morning at a secluded petrol pump, with no water(leave apart chai-thanda).
What would you do, if you were in their place? Curse the TT and its owner to your heart's content..and then frustrated..try to go to sleep? Damn..what a waste!!
Am amazed the way we made the most of the opportunity. After all, this was the place with no damned net connectivity..away from all emails, and deadlines, and we were the only souls in an area of a few kilometers..Wow!! We started off by trying to fix the hose pipe that had broken down..soap..wax..nothin did the trick though. 1 hour..2 hours..3 hours..nothing was appearing to go right..Arnab( D Makkadman henceforth) and Som had already tasted the divine waters of the leaking TT..n rest of us just enjoying the drama and action with music from the humming mosquitoes :D Few hours gone, and nothing happening, mehfil jama daali hum logon ne wahin pe..stepped up onto the TT, and sang all goddamn songs that I never knew..from "Mile sur mera tumhara" to "Chandrakanta ki kahani" to "ooooooooooooooooon huzzoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooor"..n it was so much fun..a dark star studded sky for a roof, and a TT for a home, pals for the family, and the warmth of our besuraa music to make up for the chilled air...and life was set amidst the plush green coconut trees..what more could you ask for!!
Don't recall, when we slept tight under the sky..but that one hour of sleep was again divine..the rays of the rising sun woke us up..and a second TT arrived. Super charged, we all hit the road instantaneously. But the story doesn't end here.
For the curious ones, our second TT broke down an hour after we started :D