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"Bhaiya, zara golgappe toh chakh lo" (Brother, please taste my golgappas?) I turned back to see an old man of 50 something looking at me with anticipation. Actually, golgappas are balls made out of flour with mashed potatoes and water containing spices are filled into them. It is a popular snack item in India. I couldn’t resist the temptation of the spicy golgappas and pounced upon them. With watering eyes and soaring throat, I managed to eat 10 of them. I paid the vendor and set out for my next destination, the Kaventer’s.

Flashback. It was a bright sunny Sunday morning when I decided that I would not let this day go wasted. Actually, Sunday is the only day I get to sleep late till 10 in the morning. As none of my friends were willing to sacrifice their slumber for a sunny afternoon walk amidst crowded lanes of CP, I had to make up my mind to go alone. The Connaught Place was bustling with activity, as usual. Moreover, today was Sunday and many people had come to enjoy with their families. After a long spell of chilly winter, everyone was relieved that they wont have to cover themselves with sweaters.

As I was lost in my flashback, I collided with a Mercedes Benz standing in front of the Kaventer’s in the parking lot. I managed to support myself. The driver of the car stared at me scornfully. I apologized to him and felt it wise to move away from the place. Kaventer’s is a famous eating outlet in Delhi, known for its milk shakes. I had a cup full of butter scotch flavor and then advanced towards the Wenger’s just at a stone throw’s distance. Wenger’s is famous for its pastries.

It was going to get dark and I felt it necessary to go back. With a heavy heart I left the CP for the Metro station for my hostel. That was the end of my holiday.  

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21-Aug-2010
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Comment thnx for the suggestion. i will come up with a better story next tym...

aryanprakash
08/31/2010 13:31 PM

Comment You've a got a lot to learn. You could have done much better than this I am sure.

Await a better story from you.



Nikhil Sharda
08/31/2010 13:17 PM

Comment Its really gr8!!!!...... to read something which is fresh and droves u to that place.........
Keep it up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anirudh Garg
08/21/2010 13:14 PM




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