Leaving for Bombay day after tomorow. What will I be doing for the couple of days before I finally leave for Dubai? Many things. The most significant of which being- Clubbing, my dear. Clubing. Bombay is the place to party. A place where you can even get a Taxi or Auto at 4 am when the only words you have to mutter are – Powai, Hiranandani. In Delhi it would be the luckiest day of the year if you find any transport at that time. Then starts what looks like an Auction house at Christie’s.
“Vasant Kunj.”
“Baitho.”
“Kitna?”
“300 de dena”
“@!#!@#!@#!@# Kya???”
“Bhai raat ka time hai”
“@#!@ 70 !@#!@#”
“!@#!@”
“!@#”
…..
When you ultimately settle for something like 135 Rs you realise that students are going to school, DTC buses are up and the auto stand is full. You go back, haggle a bit ‘Bhaiya, ab toh din ho gaya’ lots of exclamation marks and others symbol follow and a finally new rate is agreed upon.
I hate digressing. Brevity though, was never my forté.
Dubai, here I come again. Life is gonna be all in High Definition Format on 30″ screens. It was getting boring with all that static in the All India Radio version.
Thing of the Day: R0535 4R3 R3D v10le75 4R3 81U3, 1337 P037ry 5uck5, if you don’t get this you suck too. ( Roses are red, violets are blue. Leet poetry sucks, if….)- A friend’s status message.
yeah delhi sucks as far as transportation is concerned! autowaala’s specially suckkkkkk big tyme..they are just pathetic…mumbai is cool no doubt..so is calcutta
cheers!