When the idea of going to Delhi along with my best friend Mahalakshmi for my B. Tech project materialised, I was very happy and looking forward to it..After all, I had lived in hostel for the 4 years in college..But my Delhi experience was a slap in the face!!..now that I am back home and comfortable with mom's constant pampering, I remembered that I have a blog in existence.. so here goes..
We got in the train..really excited..but as the 2 1/2 days journey dragged on really slowly, we got bored looking at each other's faces.. Mahalakshmi wanted to watch a movie, but I was too paranoid to take out my laptop from the bag.. (thanks to my dad's colleague who had his laptop stolen in a train) ..so that brought about our first in a series of never ending arguments.. :-)
Finally reached Delhi and struggled out of the train with our huge luggage and fell an easy prey to coolies and taxi drivers.. reached our PG and we were shocked.. it was on the 3rd floor of a thin matchbox type apartment which seemed to be under construction..the stairs were so narrow that our suitcase would only fit side-ways... so we were figuring out how to carry the bags up and Mahalakshmi went up to meet the girls in th PG and get someone's help while I waited down with the piles of bags and suitcases checking out the area.. It was a tiny market-place..crowded and messy..but the climate was really good.. and that raised my spirits as I anticipated a horrible winter.
My first hint of an impending doom was when Mahalakshmi came back alone and said, "those girls are stupid..they wont come to help..we have to carry the bags ourselves".. and I was like ...hawww... !
Somehow managed to take them all up.. met my roommates..decided that it was too soon to judge them just because they dint help us with the luggage and wanted to leave things to the benefit of doubt..that night, a strong smoky smell filled the whole house and i got scared thinking something caught fire...only to realise that my "sweet roommates" were smoking.. their reaction to "pls dont smoke..its disturbing" was to come and close our room door..we couldnt think of anything else to do except complain to the owner of the pg and we got snubbed very sweetly.. and the two girls on the bed next to us...i just learnt the word to describe such people... "nocturnal nymphomaniacs" .. and poor Mahalakshmi would suffer sleepless nights as she tried to ignore their loud irritating talks..just the way they ignored our "pls talk softly" ..
As for me.. I can sleep through a bombing.. However, it was a total shock when another night a guy coolly walks into the pg and goes to this girls room and closes the door behind and we heard music from the room.. still.. we decided to manage for two months till february as we had an exam and dint want to move around..
but when one night those "sweet nymphos" forgot to lock the door behind her at night and some drunk guy banged on the grill gate and pressed on the doorbell like his hand was stuck to it, it freaked out Maha.. me.. as usual I slept through the whole drama.. :-)
I am not sure exactly what I learnt.. except that some girls have absolutely no morals.. and that I sleep very badly... :-P
So.. we shifted to another place with our college friends who had come to do their project too.. it was a very homely area..
To be continued ......
We got in the train..really excited..but as the 2 1/2 days journey dragged on really slowly, we got bored looking at each other's faces.. Mahalakshmi wanted to watch a movie, but I was too paranoid to take out my laptop from the bag.. (thanks to my dad's colleague who had his laptop stolen in a train) ..so that brought about our first in a series of never ending arguments.. :-)
Finally reached Delhi and struggled out of the train with our huge luggage and fell an easy prey to coolies and taxi drivers.. reached our PG and we were shocked.. it was on the 3rd floor of a thin matchbox type apartment which seemed to be under construction..the stairs were so narrow that our suitcase would only fit side-ways... so we were figuring out how to carry the bags up and Mahalakshmi went up to meet the girls in th PG and get someone's help while I waited down with the piles of bags and suitcases checking out the area.. It was a tiny market-place..crowded and messy..but the climate was really good.. and that raised my spirits as I anticipated a horrible winter.
My first hint of an impending doom was when Mahalakshmi came back alone and said, "those girls are stupid..they wont come to help..we have to carry the bags ourselves".. and I was like ...hawww... !
Somehow managed to take them all up.. met my roommates..decided that it was too soon to judge them just because they dint help us with the luggage and wanted to leave things to the benefit of doubt..that night, a strong smoky smell filled the whole house and i got scared thinking something caught fire...only to realise that my "sweet roommates" were smoking.. their reaction to "pls dont smoke..its disturbing" was to come and close our room door..we couldnt think of anything else to do except complain to the owner of the pg and we got snubbed very sweetly.. and the two girls on the bed next to us...i just learnt the word to describe such people... "nocturnal nymphomaniacs" .. and poor Mahalakshmi would suffer sleepless nights as she tried to ignore their loud irritating talks..just the way they ignored our "pls talk softly" ..
As for me.. I can sleep through a bombing.. However, it was a total shock when another night a guy coolly walks into the pg and goes to this girls room and closes the door behind and we heard music from the room.. still.. we decided to manage for two months till february as we had an exam and dint want to move around..
but when one night those "sweet nymphos" forgot to lock the door behind her at night and some drunk guy banged on the grill gate and pressed on the doorbell like his hand was stuck to it, it freaked out Maha.. me.. as usual I slept through the whole drama.. :-)
I am not sure exactly what I learnt.. except that some girls have absolutely no morals.. and that I sleep very badly... :-P
So.. we shifted to another place with our college friends who had come to do their project too.. it was a very homely area..
To be continued ......
