So, fellas me and A after having lovely kebabs, amazing chicken and rice at Colonel Kebabs, saying good byes to the savior and his lovely wife get back to the PG. We had already met 2-3 girls who were living on the same floor and we really didn’t like any of them.

It was around 9.30 and we enter the room only to find that the bedding promised to us hasn’t been provided and instead of two beds there was only one single bed left. As expected, we moved downstairs and to talk to the land lady.

I can’t really tell you how many times we rang the damn bell, how many times we knocked the door, rather in the end we had actually started kicking the door (which was only hurting us ) but no one opened the door. Now, we would have managed on one bed, but we could in no case sleep on a plank of wood without any cushioning. So, me and A spent 2 hours knocking and banging the doors, planning and thinking what should we do, hoping and praying that least someone would help us but only to the extent of futility. Thankfully, there was a small swing there, where we sat.

By now, it was 11.30 and someone in the adjacent building was playing loud music which at that stressful, point of time helped us relax a little bit. We both had a few suggestions like

*sitting there through the night

*sitting on the plank bed through the night

*going out to the market and booking a room in some hotel

*call savior and tell them about the situation

*freak out and call anyone and everyone in Delhi to help us out

I was more bent on the first one and her on the third. We both out rightly rejected 2, 4 and 5 option. Now, at times like these sometimes you know what ‘Luck’ happens to be. A friend of A’s whose home was in south Patel Nagar calls up and gets a peek-a-boo into our situation. In half an hour he and his younger brother come and take us to their home. Aunti ji, a very lovely lady, welcomes us. Now, we finally knew where we were for the night and we laughed with misty eyes. We realized how small a help might be, how much it may mean to someone in need!

At 5’o clock next morning we were again out on the streets, trying to find a place to stay.

Next part would definitely see close of the room-hunt! Promise!

Delhi Diaries-the home-search

Delhi Diaries-the five heavenly days

Delhi Diaries-the Preface