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The Homecoming

Delhi is beautiful right now.

One thing about Delhi, that I've always loved, are the late night drives.

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So we'd called up an autowallah from the campus, to take 5 people to the railway station. He turned up in a tiny auto which would have just about managed to fit 3 people. Maybe he thought, "[nothing]" when I told him to bring an auto for 5 people to the railway station.

So not only does he think "[nothing]" when I ask him for an auto for 5 people to the railway station, he also has the balls to go ahead and support his thoughts, by claiming that 5 people could fit into the auto, had it not been for the luggage.

Me: We asked you for an auto for five people, to the railway station. WHY would there be no luggage.
Him: I dunno... this auto could fit five people, its just the luggage thats the problem.
Me: No, there are just 3 seats there. And WHY would there be no luggage?
Him: But the other 2 could adjust on that rail bar over there.. its just the luggage thats the problem.
Me: WHY WOULD FIVE PEOPLE GO TO THE RAILWAY STATION WITHOUT LUGGAGE?
:|

So anyway we all crammed up. The girls and the luggage in the back, while me and another guy sat hung beside the driver. After 3-4 km of journey through the most jumpy and uneven terrain known to man, we found a bigger auto, and in the process got ripped off by 2 autowallahs.

The travel through the train was nice, and then there was Delhi...

(To be continued)

Comments

Disguise said…
Arre wah :)
Sam said…
Haha, whats with the arre wah? :P
Raveena said…
I got ripped off 400 rupees for a 2 minute auto ride once. This is why you need to know Hindi.
Sam said…
hahaha, so what languages do u speak apart from English?

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