I took an auto-rickshaw from my hotel for the bus stand to board my bus back to Delhi. I was in good mood seeing a deal go through that day.
But the auto- ride that followed was something which I never expected. I don’t have words to sum up my encounter with the auto-wallah.
ME:”Where are you from?”
AW:”I came from Lucknow 10 years ago, my father is a principal in a government school. I had a job, did a computer course too but didn’t like job so I quit. I don’t like jobs. I like my life, I drive my own auto, and have my own quarter to live in. With this profession it is necessary for me to drink every night.”
At this point we stop at a traffic light; he sees a chick standing on the footpath. As the light goes green he drives near that chick, slows down in front of her and says “Excuse me, I Love You” and then races away.
AW: “I have everything. In the past 10 years I have seen Chandigarh change a lot. Earlier there were petrol autos then diesel autos came and now CNG autos. Even the people have changed a lot”
ME:”How has Chandigarh changed?”
AW:”Chandigarh has become a sexy city now, the girls are very very sexy here these days. People fuck a lot here in Chandigarh. They like to joke with me too. Once I had 4 girls in my auto. They started asking me whether I would fuck all of them, I said I could only fuck one, so they started giggling and said I was not a man. I have fucked lot of chicks in Chandigarh.”
He sees a chick on the footpath again and repeats his “Excuse me, I Love You” chant.
I am sure this dude is high but I cannot smell any liquor.
ME:”What kind of different customers do you get?”
AW:” All kinds of customers. Rich people, normal people, criminals as well as prostitutes.”
ME:”Have you ever been beaten up?”
AW:”Me NO! I keep a steel rod which you can find under the foot mat. (I pick up the rod, its stone cold heavy steel) I have whacked a couple of guys in the head, no one died though. I don’t like violence, I like fucking chicks here in Chandigarh. Sometimes, at late hours I get to drop prostitutes. They don’t pay me but offer to rub their pussies. I have fucked loads of pussies here in Chandigarh. Tell me one thing, what does “Me too” mean?”
I tell him.
He sees a chick on the footpath again and repeats his “Excuse me, I Love You” chant.
AW:”Sometimes when I say “I Love you” they reply “Me too”, I don’t understand much English so I don’t get it. But the chicks here are too sexy I tell you.”
He slows down his auto again, I expect what is coming.
AW:”I have everything a man needs. A home, a wife and a kid. I will go home, drink and sleep. Today is Friday; I will have to fuck my wife also today. I will have to go home after dropping you.”
At this point we reach our destination. It was a random weird experience. Next Stop: to fight a candid stoned / drunk truck driver. I think those guys would have more random tales to tell.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Pal Da Dhabha
Location: Sector 29B, Chandigarh
Specialty: Non-Veg food home made style
This place retains the typical feel of a punjabi dhabha with a cooler setup in a corner with old and weared off tables and chairs making up for the ambiance. The waiters are typically old school with a no nonsense attitude ready to recite the menu before you even ask.
Speaking about the no nonsense attitude, written over the wash room's entrance gate is "Please Speak Soft".
The food is absolutely delicious with expertise offerings in both mutton and chicken dishes. We had a chicken masala, roghan gosh, mutton curry with rice and butter roti's.
The place was full of people shredding away the etiquette's of eating and attacking their dishes the way they are meant to.
A little on the expensive side though, we had to shell out 250 bucks per head but its worth a visit for the chicken hungry people.
~Laters
Specialty: Non-Veg food home made style
This place retains the typical feel of a punjabi dhabha with a cooler setup in a corner with old and weared off tables and chairs making up for the ambiance. The waiters are typically old school with a no nonsense attitude ready to recite the menu before you even ask.
Speaking about the no nonsense attitude, written over the wash room's entrance gate is "Please Speak Soft".
The food is absolutely delicious with expertise offerings in both mutton and chicken dishes. We had a chicken masala, roghan gosh, mutton curry with rice and butter roti's.
The place was full of people shredding away the etiquette's of eating and attacking their dishes the way they are meant to.
A little on the expensive side though, we had to shell out 250 bucks per head but its worth a visit for the chicken hungry people.
~Laters
Punjab Travels -II
On this trip we travel into interiors of Punjab, to a small city on the Chandigarh-Amritsar highway. I take a private AC bus from Chandigarh and am dropped off 4 kms away from my desired location on a highway in middle of nowhere. I had to board a Punjab roadways bus back to the city's bus stand.
The city where I went to had no signs of private or public transport, if you are very lucky you would be able to find a tempo on this highway, its claim being that everything is close by and you can reach from anyplace to anyplace by simply "enjoying" a 2 km walk on the highway. Regardless to say I "enjoyed" a 2 km walk from one part of the city to other in order to reach my destination.
The people here were very warm, humourous and welcoming. A pan-wallah bitched about the city transport system to me for around 20 mins , while the people at the place where I had biryani and beer were also very candid. Coming to Biryani, this is the best part I love about Punjab-people are foodies over here and the restaurants know what to cook and more importantly how to cook it.
Came back to city life of Chandigarh in the evening.
Sitting in a CCD right now and trying to fix meetings after 2 of my meetings have been canceled.
~Laters
The city where I went to had no signs of private or public transport, if you are very lucky you would be able to find a tempo on this highway, its claim being that everything is close by and you can reach from anyplace to anyplace by simply "enjoying" a 2 km walk on the highway. Regardless to say I "enjoyed" a 2 km walk from one part of the city to other in order to reach my destination.
The people here were very warm, humourous and welcoming. A pan-wallah bitched about the city transport system to me for around 20 mins , while the people at the place where I had biryani and beer were also very candid. Coming to Biryani, this is the best part I love about Punjab-people are foodies over here and the restaurants know what to cook and more importantly how to cook it.
Came back to city life of Chandigarh in the evening.
Sitting in a CCD right now and trying to fix meetings after 2 of my meetings have been canceled.
~Laters
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