A sample weekend in February – The party month
I get the wake up call at 7.30 a.m., but am almost ready by then. A few decent souls will sit in the CRM class shortly, while half of the bunking community is already out of campus and the other half sleeping cozily underneath their razaayis.
It is a beautiful day and the sky is partially overcast. Perfect weather when you have to spend many hours outdoors. Chenchu wants breakfast, but we finally decide some biscuits will do. Some haggling with autowallas and we are off to Daryaganj. Loads of books lie there on the platforms, waiting to be picked up. Book lovers, with their bags slung across the backs like us throng the streets, even as the books are being unloaded. We walk to and fro till the end of the street and soon our bag is heavy and books are almost spilling off. It starts to drizzle lightly, so we get into an auto for CP.
Chenchu’s treat had long been due and we go to Embassy restaurant – bad ambience and high prices. We study the menu, enquire if they have Italian and getting the assured ‘no’ as the answer, leave the place. By the now the Sun is out, making the the Connaught Place corridors sparkle. We roam around in the afternoon breeze for a while and then enter Grand Coffee Palace, with authentic English ambience and excellent menu.
Presently we head for South Ex, to get IIFT T-shirts, spending more than an hour at the Mc Donald’s, waiting for a certain Mr. Mehta to arrive. Its pure fun of course, after he arrives, with Mehtaji taking care of the shop in the absence of the shopkeeper and driving us away because we were blocking the customers from shopping. Then we go to ‘Ghost Rider’, an average movie, but a welcome change after a series of mushy romantic comedies. Dinner appointment with a long forgotten senior and I am back on the campus, putting my name on all the books I bought.
I get the wake up call at 7.30 a.m., but am almost ready by then. A few decent souls will sit in the CRM class shortly, while half of the bunking community is already out of campus and the other half sleeping cozily underneath their razaayis.
It is a beautiful day and the sky is partially overcast. Perfect weather when you have to spend many hours outdoors. Chenchu wants breakfast, but we finally decide some biscuits will do. Some haggling with autowallas and we are off to Daryaganj. Loads of books lie there on the platforms, waiting to be picked up. Book lovers, with their bags slung across the backs like us throng the streets, even as the books are being unloaded. We walk to and fro till the end of the street and soon our bag is heavy and books are almost spilling off. It starts to drizzle lightly, so we get into an auto for CP.
Chenchu’s treat had long been due and we go to Embassy restaurant – bad ambience and high prices. We study the menu, enquire if they have Italian and getting the assured ‘no’ as the answer, leave the place. By the now the Sun is out, making the the Connaught Place corridors sparkle. We roam around in the afternoon breeze for a while and then enter Grand Coffee Palace, with authentic English ambience and excellent menu.
Presently we head for South Ex, to get IIFT T-shirts, spending more than an hour at the Mc Donald’s, waiting for a certain Mr. Mehta to arrive. Its pure fun of course, after he arrives, with Mehtaji taking care of the shop in the absence of the shopkeeper and driving us away because we were blocking the customers from shopping. Then we go to ‘Ghost Rider’, an average movie, but a welcome change after a series of mushy romantic comedies. Dinner appointment with a long forgotten senior and I am back on the campus, putting my name on all the books I bought.
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