So, the previous night we had set our alarm clocks at 6’O clock. Now, there was an important development the previous evening.

The coming of A-she had reached the place late in the evening and somehow knowing that she was a nice girl, I didn’t want to leave her alone in what I knew was turning out to be jungle. So, I proposed to her that she stays in our room which by now had four girls already. She was okay with the idea. So, that makes us five girls in one room. A, me, C and two whom I would not like to mention again but would have to.

So, I rubbed my eyes, got up, got ready as we were to visit…(before you all jump out of your seats and get super excited I warn you please stay calm or you might get a heart attack) the Parliament. Yes, our Parliament! So what if we were made to line in front of the Parliament gate like we were Nursery class kids, if we were not allowed to take any pics-outside or inside, if we were secluded from our mobile phones, if we were checked, double checked and triple checked, we were at India’s PARLIAMENT after all. Now, If I start describing you the marvel Parliament is, you would be freaking jealous and I won’t like that. But trust me, it was an amazing tour. We saw Rajya Sabha, Lok Sabha, we visited the museum, we saw Nehru deliver the famous independence speech (okay, even if it was a wax statue), and we walked Dandi March with Gandhi etc etc. Yes, by this time we were damn tired and so we had lunch in the Parliament’s canteen and it was bloody cheap for people who earn a lot better than anyone in the whole damn country.

Anyways, the next five days, we loved it and loved it more. Though, problems in the room had started eating my peace. A, C and me were well off but putting the other two was a bad idea. How bad, I can’t even explain! So, we visited AIR, met RJ’s from Rainbow, PIB, PCI, India Today etc. We were traveling on our own. The good thing was we were staying at Bangla Sahib which was close to almost each place, we were just walking on foot and we took a bus only once when we had to go to CGO. Thus, we literally tasted ‘dilli ki dhool’.

It was real fun when we managed to reach India Gate, after loosing our way countless times and then when the three of us used to walk to CP every night to a dhaba whose rajma/kadi chawal, I still can’t forget. Bargaining in Janpath was real fun, and it turned out that A was the only one who knew how to do it and do it well…

next part, i say!

Delhi Diaries-the Preface