The Da Gurgaon Adventure
So the bus was jam-packed (enough people for ATLEAST two busses), and standing in the crowd, the three of us forgot to take tickets. Then on the Gurgaon border the DTC officers got on the bus, made us get down and fined us. There was too much of a crowd on the bus for him to check everybody, but unfortunately for us, we were standing right at the front. Anyways, one officer took pity on us and gave us only two tickets (instead of three) and so we got away sans Rs. 200. Combine the cost of the auto from RKP to Daula Kuan and the Rickshaw from where we got down in Gurgaon to Metropolitan, it cost the three of us 245 rupees to Gurgaon.
Jeez. And in the heat of the excitement, I forgot how displeased I was supposed to be at GR.
So anyways, the ticket for the DaVinci Code cost 150 rupees instead of 125 like in other PVRs and 70 at Priya. Needless to say, my financial resources were depleting much faster than I had anticipated. The only good that came out of all this, was that the movie was actually very good (almost as good as yesterday's X-Men, but then again, the two movies are of different genres).
And when we decided to come back at 5 pm, it was raining terribly. So we had to wait for an hour for the cloudburst to calm down before we could leave. (Poor Aparajit, he had to meet some girl at Priya at 6!) And when we finally left, we got on an over-crowded DTC bus (again!) which broke down on the way due to being terribly overloaded. So everybody got off and then the bus started. And then everybody got on and the bus slugged its way through bumper-to-bumper traffic to Delhi. Raad and I countered boredom by sticking our head out of the bus window and asking the time from uncles/aunties/didis in the car/bike next to us. We got off in front of Qutub Minar (which looked more like a gigantic dick-shaped shadow in the night) and took an auto to RKP reaching home, finally, at 9:30 pm.
Why couldn't we just go to Priya?