Noggyisms

The day I went to eat at kaushals place... The Night Before: Wow, its only 1 o clock, got another 5 hours to go before the cock crows. Also an hr at least before sleep comes to me. Yikes, that’s a long long time, what am I supposed to do till then. The phone rings, who could that be at this ungodly hour for normal mortals I think. Hey its rakha. Goodie another iiftian desperately lacking in sleep. and he still has his free phone calls. Well not exactly free but when u not going to pay the bill that’s what u can call it. So we chat till an hr goes by. And he finishes his last or do u call it first cigarette of the day. Whew 2 o’clock. Sleep seems to beckon. Go online, what is this? The yahoo messenger which used to show around 20 people online when I was in instit shows almost everyone on sms. Hmm no luck there also. Lie down on bed, and thankfully asleep. The Morning: This was the prelude to the day which I called the day I went to eat at kaushal's not because it caused any...

Pupu and I have a total of 9 pieces of luggage between us and 2 sleeper class tickets. In the same train are bhalotia and ladia also but they are travelling by AC. This as you already know is the month of April and what made us book tickets in sleeper without thinking is an aspect of the story you are not to delve into. Let it remain in the record as one of the greatest mistakes made in life. Anyway, we leave IIFT with a great farewell but largely due to ladias presence and if the people wanted to genuinely say bye or just make sure he left is a matter of conjecture and again something that I won’t delve on ... side plot so to say not the main plot which is what I will concentrate on. So first there is one taxi for ladia, pupu and meself (henceforth referred to as VICTIM). Bhalotia has gone to some relatives house (his relative not anyone else's but that again is a sub plot). The taxi driver seeing our luggage refuses to go alone. OOPS did I forget to mention that ladia has aro...

A good workday evening, I am back from a hard day’s work (that part is called the story writers fantasy), anyway I am digressing. So ... me back and sitting in room and sign in to msn and yahoo and see if there is anyone who I can chat with. Lo and behold there is manoj online on yahoo. So I begin chatting. Everything goes well for the first 5 mins. Then there is a knock on the door. Expecting the dhobi I open it and yes it is him. So I give him my clothes and chit chat abt how hot Delhi is and then get back to the chatting business after apologising to manoj for not replying. (U see I can only do one thing at a time and while giving clothes to the dhobi and chatting with him had forgotten that manoj was online.) Anyway digressing again sorry. So where was I? HMMMM? Ya I get back to my seat and start chatting with manoj again. All of a sudden, there is another knock on the door. Who could that be I wonder? And open the door. Oh it is preeti back from a hard day’s work (writers fan...