The Unforgettable Evening

Everyone thinks they are special. Thinking that you are special doesn't make you any better than the rest of us. It will only lead you astray as being special is only an illusion similar to the one which goes like " everyone is equal ". Both of these are in contrast to each other.

Why did I write the above??????  Even I don't know. So don't worry.

Hi guys, it's been five days since I wrote my last post. Interestingly, a lot of things happened during these days which gave me a lot of experience, new relations, and an upset stomach. In between these five days, two days had a major significance and both of them consisted of a trip with my friends. In this post, I will tell you all about yesterday's trip. 

Yesterday I woke up late enough to miss my one and only class on that day. Tried to clean my room, shifted the almirah, moped the floor, and took a bath. Then I had my lunch, watched some anime, and slept diligently for one and a half hours.

After waking up, I washed my face and called my friend to tell him that I am coming over to his place and asked for directions. I went by metro and had to change one in between. Outside the metro station, I again called for his live location which was 700m away so I took the 11no. vehicle: my legs. At the location point, one unknown person comes to me who turns out to be my friend's roommate. He took me to a small restaurant (Dhaba) where I saw one person eating a Dosa (South Indian Dish) with fucking chopsticks. Quite fascinating if I say so myself. Near that guy my friend was sitting he was eating lunch at 5.30 and offered me if I would like to eat some which I humbly declined. Got to know his roommate: nice guy. 

After he ate his food, his roommate went to their room and he made a plan to go to Chandni Chowk which was made pretty much instantly. While walking we drank two Malboro which hit me for like five minutes. We talked about food while walking to the bus stand. There we were demotivated because every bus driver told us that his bus won't go to Red fort 

Then we heard from someone that bus no. 214 goes to Red fort which was on the other side of the road so we tried to cross the barricade in the middle but saw that the bus was coming to this side of the road. lol. We got onto the bus and got dropped at the Red fort near the exit gate which was 1km away from the entry gate. again lol. To be honest we didn't buy bus tickets. Now our plan to visit the Red fort was postponed. The nearest place to us was Chandni Chowk, we went there and started exploring. In a few minutes, we reached Gurudwara Sis Gunj Sahib there we drank the famous tea there. The tea was provided to us in glasses made of glass after drinking the tea we put the glasses somewhere 100m away from the shop. Why? Because the tea was shit. I put the Glass on the ground and my friend put it on the stone seat.

If you are confused about the stone seat here is a picture.

Now you can get the idea. Don't mind my friend.

Afterward, we went to the end of the Chandni Chowk there we tried Khoya Rabdi it was not that good but if you have eaten original desi Mava Rabdi then it's not for you. Then we wanted to go to the Jama Masjid so we started asking the pedal rickshaw pullers to take us there. We thought he would take 10 to 20 rupees. Well, to our surprise he said 80 rupees and after asking 8-10 pullers it went to 50 rupees only. So we decided to go there by 11no. vehicle (our legs). 

Now we went back to the place where shit tea is sold, opposite this shop there is an ATM and near this ATM there is a small gully in which a small lassi shop run by Sardar Amarjit Singh is situated. This is the best Lassi shop in the whole Chandni Chowk and this Sardar Ji was very nice, he also explained to us why Lassi with Rabdi is Gud-Gobar (failure). There we took two lassis and went forward with our walk to a Paanwadi. At the Paanwadi we bought two Garam Godam for later and ate two sweet paans on the spot. The paan filling was quite good while the leave itself was somewhat rough but it was okay by Delhi standards.

Now we thought of going back home because at 10 pm all wineries get closed but there was still time for a stroll to Meena bazaar near Jama Masjid and when we went there, OMG the crowd was amazing you won't even know when something would get snatched from you or when a hand will come spanking on your ass.

The stroll was more like passing by the bazaar so don't have any content other than the regret that we should have dropped off the bus near the Jama Masjid in the evening. :)

Because the Meena Bazaar was a beauty.

Then we took the metro to my home my friend forgot his metro card so we bought a token. When we changed the metro at Lajpat Nagar there was this railing on the stairs and I have a habit of sliding on the railings while sliding I heard the sound of metal cracking. I started walking faster from there afraid that some metro staff will catch me for breaking public property.

In the metro, we were talking about purchasing Bro code beers to drink but I remembered that one near my home doesn't sell this so we thought of purchasing them near our college. 

After reaching our college we started smoking Garam Godam, I saw this seriously beautiful girl and I went in a shock that I would never see her again. When I told my friend about this he became sad because he didn't even notice her. hehe.

Then we realized that we both are tharki on the same level. While smoking we went to the winery and continued smoking near the security guard, we asked him if any ID is required and to my expectations, he said, "What ID?" 

We went away from him and smoked on the support of a car bonnet. After we finished smoking we went into the winery there we found that under 25 were not allowed there but we still bought two beers called Medusa as Bro code was not available there. As far as I know, it is since the Bro code has 15% alcoholic content it is not available near my college, or whatever what the fuck do I know???

Then we took a stroll in Satya Niketan and found one batchmate of my friend smoking so we also bought an ultra for each one of us and introduced myself to him. He was also from Rajasthan: a calm guy. We talked till the Ultra ended. After bidding him bye we had to take a bus to my home and due to our continuing bad luck we came across 6-7 buses and none of them was going to our home. Luckily we got one. 

My home was 1km away from the bus stand. We walked to my home and upon reaching the building I called my flatmate to open the main door he said he was in the bathroom. We sat at the main door for like 5 minutes I guess. The door opened and we went to my room, washed our faces, and drank enough water to fill up our stomachs. We ate two Rotis each with aloo and soya. And then sat to drink Medusa which tasted more like Tuborg but less sweet. I also set up the hookah but due to some mistake the hookah was not properly set up. So we mainly focused on drinking Medusa. After some time my friend found that his tempered glass got broken and I basically ignored it but then he said it was 1000 rupees I swallowed my Medusa. Like WTF?? 

Then his mood got pretty fucked up and after abusing the owner of 1+ mobile brand he slept. 

I slept at 2.30 am and woke up at 5.30 to write this post and after some para, I slept again for 2 hours and at 8.30 I dropped my friend at the metro station.

I remembered something last night I slipped on the carpet and the second time on the floor, the first time I gave an excuse that it was due to the carpet and the   second time it was due to weakness in my legs. We both knew that I was lying and we both started laughing. Today in the morning when we both got out of the main door he fell on the road and yesterday while getting on the bus I fell. 

And on the stone seats at the Chandni Chowk while using them as stepping stones we both were both going to fall. Hehe. But we didn't as we were sober at that time.

At Chandni Chowk, we both argued about where Jama Masjid was I said it was on the left, and he said it was on the right my point was so strong that even he got confused but I realized he was correct whole the time. Embarrassment on another level. LOL. 

Now I am ending this post with some pictures. 

Bye, let us meet in the next post.