Delhi Diaries-the home-search…

Gypsy — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 11:47:44 +0000

The five days were over…Sigh, they were. Thus, we needed to get out of Bangla Sahib and find where to stay for the rest of the month. Now, for your info C was interning in Chandigarh, which left me and A in Delhi to struggle and shuffle: P. Even though we had many contacts, and those many contacts (pun intended) were trying to find some place for us two, they couldn’t.

We ourselves had been to a few places. Now, me and A had our priorities straight-a good loo, a good enough, airy room with bedding, close to our workstations, close to metro, nominal rates and okay okay food or a dhaba nearby! Not too much to ask for, no? But Delhi Delhi Delhi… we searched it in and out, we couldn’t find one room which could give all this to us. Here is a list of what all we saw-

*A PG in Vasant Kunj- The room was okay. But it had a fridge, it had a fan and it had another entrance. It had those lovely lights. All what we didn’t need. The old lady smilingly told us that she would take only 18 K without any food and only 20K with breakfast. I, till date, don’t understand what kind of breakfast was she going to serve us with in those extra 2K-gold coins? We both were on the verge of collapsing after hearing the rent. As soon as we came out we laughed and laughed till our stomachs ached.

*We went to check out a PG in Lajpat Nagar. We were led in through very very steep stairs by an old man. And then we saw rooms and rooms and rooms on each side just like a chawl in Mumbai. The kitchen was super unclean, the loos-yucks, and had we stayed there we would have died of suffocation.

*Another one was where we thought the man was drunk and the lady of the house was just a little too scared! Of course, we wanted to enjoy and not get into troubles.

Now, originally the classmate P was supposed to stay with us. This entire PG search was going on during the first-five days for we were just trying a better option. P already had a place in mind which was the Sheesh Ganj Gurudwara at Chandni Chowk. When finally on the last day we surrendered our search for the PG, she told us that we had rooms booked. So, me and A just took our luggage and reached Sheesh Ganj. Now, readers, I give you a chance of your lifetime to laugh on me and A for there was nothing like that. The person in charge told us that a slip had to be signed and it was still in process.

Me, being the short-fused one had a good exchange of words that you wouldn’t like to know, with P on the phone. But the fact was that we still didn’t have a place to stay. Finally our savior- A’s dads friend entered (he had been the one suggesting PG’s etc) and we began our search again. By the end of the evening we were damn tired and we both felt that we should choose a place now, whatever and however bad it is.

Thus, finally, in Patel Nagar we saw a PG, actually a hostel which had 50 rooms, a stone eyed servant and a very sharp, clever and greedy sounding lady of the house and we made a call-We were staying there. It was almost dinner time and the locality having a lot of good restaurants, the savior decided to treat us and we tagged along for we also had to find ATM’s to pay the lady.

What happened next, gave me the shock of my life…So, next part I say… again!

*Delhi Diaries- the five heavenly days

*Delhi Diaries-the preface

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