And so, we had a weekend to ourselves. We weren’t completely free off uni load, but the submissions were comfortably far away. I decided to ring a good friend of mine of about 8 years now. Luckily, she stays only 30 minutes away from where my University is located. I can’t describe how excited I was. I was almost counting down the days left to meet her, at the same time consciously pressing down the excitement levels. I had this eerie feeling that she would bail out.
Fortunately, nothing of that sort happened. Unfortunately and Fortunately, two girls skipping off to Delhi sounded like a risky business to my mom in Saudi Arabia. She had recently heard of a kidnapping, and other related crimes were not unheard in Delhi. I frowned on hearing her words. I had no argument in place. I finally spoke to her about getting my guy friend along. She agreed.
I realized then that I’m never completely and appropriately dressed without a guy by my side. No matter how much skin I’m showing, no matter what moves I’ve kept at the back of my head to fight back, no matter how prepared I am.
I brushed my mind off the disturbing thought and fueled my excitement by looking through eateries my roommate had suggested.
The Saturday had arrived! I already had an outfit in mind. I paired a printed tee tucked underneath my boyfriend jeans. I added a black belt and sneakers, straightened my hair and we were off!
We had the most amazing time. If you’re from Delhi, or are planning a trip to Delhi, Gulati Restaurant at Pandara Road is a must-try. As I had read on their wall of fame, “It’s a sin to come to Gulati and not have their world-famous Butter Chicken”. I had eaten way beyond my capacity, thanks to my friend who set up a food challenge. I lost miserably. I should have worn something loose. Something without a belt, perhaps.
But being the foodie that I am, we went off for some ice-creams to Giani’s. I had a mango flavored ice cream with chocolate sauce and some nuts to top. We clicked a couple of pictures and boomerangs, and were off. Check out my Instagram for updates! *yay for self advertising* It’s under the username damysticalpanda btw.
We had over an hour to kill, and so we decided to walk around Khan Market. But because of my about-to-tear tummy, I found it difficult to walk around. We decided to head back to campus and cancelled the Khan Market plan.
I had crashed the moment I reached my room. I remember my room being an absolute mess, when I left. But I let the borderline clean-freak self let loose and drift off to sleep. It had been one hell of a day.
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