On completing the eventful journey, which will remain in the memory for a long time, we saw ourselves at the outskirts of Delhi.
Mobbed by auto drivers and driven by indecision, we checked in at the
worst hotel I’ve ever stayed in, in Pahargunj. It was a place that
could’ve attracted a raid by the police any hour, for all the wrong
reasons that you can think of. Yes, all the reasons you can think of.
(what?) The corridors were stinking. The room was stinking. Ugh… I not
just refuse to but I can’t describe more about it.
We
got out of the place as early as possible. Enquiring around we learnt
CP was close by. Walked until CP, brunch at Saravana Bhavan again,
Shuttled between PVR Rivoli and the PVR Plaza
@ CP to find out if we could squeeze in 3 shows that day. Sadly, we
managed only two (Partner & Mithya) but hey, we also managed to buy
used books and meet the cast of Mithya, gobbled up a snack at the Mc
Donald’s, before which, we sat at the CP park and read a bit of the
used book that we bought.
Tip: The old man selling used books at CP, near PVR Rivoli rarely reduces price but has a good knowledge of the books.