As I previously told you that I rented a room in Uttam Nagar east , My landlord was so generous that he gave me quite a good place to settle down , it was a one room apartment on top floor of the building and I decided to share the room with someone as it costs less ( that's what all I wanted) , my landlord was Paramjeet Singh a Sikh of Delhi , he gave a room with all facilities and tiffin services and most important milk (most essential drink) that I take from mother dairy shop just infront of my place , imagine all these things were for just 8 thousand rupees only.
The fun part of the apartment was that only two guys joined me while I lived there but for only 10-12 days. And the second guy who joined my was a engineer from Chennai who had a girlfriend living nearby and he doesn't know Hindi and has same proficiency in English as I have, he was quite talkative and the only reason why my spoken English improved and writing also, in those 15-16 dame we had discussed everything from girls to Mahabharat , from sambhar to palak saag.
one more thing that I loved about this apartment was
there was a girls PG just infront of me , it was quite a spectacular view . My eyes were always on the window.
Every single morning my tiffin guy wakes me up at 8:30 with my breakfast ( he always said this line, bhaiya ap kabhi bell bajne pe darwaja nhi kholte , call krta Hun to ek dum khol dete ho darwaja)
on very first day he brought some Macaroni ( pasta's cousin sister) as a breakfast for me and you know as a Haryanvi guy it was the worst thing I could ever have as breakfast , so the very next moment I told him I would not eating this shit , take it back and bring some real stuff for me and pack my lunch as well. The poor fellow had to go back and made 2-3 Allu Parantha for me and never gave me anything like this again.
After getting ready (dressing up) my next destination was metro station which was 10 mins walking distance from my apartment it usually take 10-15 mins to reach there and in between collecting my lunch from Paramjeet Singh's another PG( bahut Ameer the paaji )
Climbing the 20-30 steps of the metro station hurruing up to catch the first metro towards Noida in blue line , it was so much crowded as every working men in Delhi copies my time of departure ( yes it was 9am) and it was a victory for me to get through the crowd and getting a seat for the 40 -45 mins ride from Uttam Nagar to C.P , even getting a place where I can stand properly and leaning back towards to closed gates was a great feeling and observing people from there , people talking to each other about politics and pollution issues and school students running inbetween public making it a place to show their flexibility and inventing new abusive terms( patent karvalena chahiye tha unko yeh galiya), and there was one more type of human species called boyfriend girlfriend who stands in one corner and having chats in so low sound that anyone can't hear their a single word and the way they used to behave in metro seems like Abhi Suru ho jainge, nobodies says anything but every one in their minds must have said go get a room morons.
And the sound of lady announcing Metro car ka announcing ," agla station Karol Bagh hai , darwaje baayin aur khulnge kripya savdhani se utare," she cares alot for everyone, and after four station it we land to Rajiv chowk metro station , and exits from gate no 7 and meet Joydeep thereafter we rushed to our class , we were always late because he used to eat patties before class( kabhi ghr se khake nhi aata tha) and both of us in t shirts and shorts enters our class and take life changing lessons from our teachers , and the best part of the day was when Ashutosh sir ( best teacher I have ever met,)he is also our mentor come and shakes hand with us and asks us by our name Joy and ankush kya kra pdha kal fir, and when we asks him some doubt he literally punches our back and said gadhe ho tum yeh thume aata hai( and he is always right) only because of him I am able to say I can do Maths.
The ambiance of Alchemist was so cool that teachers used to sit together with us eating and chatting about different things and sometimes while asking doubts ," bhar chal or cigarette pila ek tb btaunga" and we used to study for the full day while drinking tea or coffee with our teachers ,it seemed like a perfect place where I understood that teachers could be your friend as well.
and while coming back me ,joy and some other friends eats random stuff like momos and samosa and coffee with girls ( quite rarely) and enters gate no-7 of rajive chowk and all of us get towards our metro cars and lost in the overcrowded metro station which when seen from space seems like the population of Bhutan concentrated to rajive chowk only.
Entering the train was the biggest task as no one can get seat here and we were packed in metro car like matchsticks in matchbox , retracing my path to my apartment and then making a call to my parents and saying ," kabhi to Cal krke puch Liya kro mere bare mein" and than dad jokingly said " teri yad hi Ni aati" and after that calling someone else who was very important for me and also a reason that I am writing this And also the reasons for most of my failure from 2014 . will talk about her later
and at sharp 9 on tiffin boy calls me while standing at the door unsuccessfully buzzing the doorbell quite a few times and than calls me to say bhaiya dinner Lelo and than I opened the door , hearing him complaining again with dull face quite a good view for me, actually I did it for sometimes,such a decent guy he was,
After having my dinner I used to study for 1-2 am and sleeps only to repeat the same routine with some more excitement.