भाईजान आओ नमाज़ पढ़ने चले
Yesterday...I reluctantly went out for an excursion with my friend...for a test drive actually. We had planned to go for the ride(that of a Harley) first and then go to Daryaganj to get my friend a guitar. Though my escorting guide accidentally abandoned me in the middle of the ride and I had to carry the whole 1200cc package(that kept on haulting in between) right through the middle of the unpredictable traffic of Delhi, the experience as a whole was a nice one. We left the slick humungous showroom after a while and caught the urban lifeline, the metro, straight for Chawri Bazar. We boarded off the destined station and found ourselves in the middle of a cobweb of narrow streets crowded with men, women, kids, rickshaws, trucks, autos, beggars, handicapped, rickety shops, showrooms, dogs and cows and yes offcourse, the scorching sun and continuous strident noises. Unaware of the exact route and aware of the possibility of getting struck in this cobweb, we decided to get a local vehic