Hesitance.Annoyance.Heat.Broken hindi.Familiar face.Tight hugs.A bottle of beer.Long chat on the terrace.Fifa.Random visit.Kababs.Catchin up on 5 years.Shopping.Red teeth and lips.Jude.More kababs.Resonating laughter.India Gate.Shiny psychedelic lights.Hijus.Walks. Mineral water.More Fifa.Uncertain plans.Final destination. ISBT. Offloading. Reboarding.Being anal.12 hour drive.Avomine free.Nip in the morning air. Fiona Apple.Joshua Radin. Mountains.Cha. Conversation with locals. 20 min walk. Snow. Different colour of green. Different colour of sunlight.Buddhist monks. Peace. Sleep. More walks. Photos. Crazy mutts. Missing Leto. Michael's Cafe. Back to school. Beef thukpa. 3 hours of mad singing. 16 hours powercut. Adda with my heart and soul. Chants. Darkness. Night Sky. Zillion stars. 9 shooting stars. U2, The Album Leaf, Nina Simone. Feeling fortunate. Soul searching. Serenity. Screaming kids. Disgusting loos. 10 bottles of mineral water. Autos. Cheap shopping. Expensive lunch. Soaked in sweat. Upper class venue. Overbearing ushers. Touching film. Volatile room.2 known faces in a roomful of strangers. Smile. Piece of home. AC.Ruins.Best friend.Old antique shop. Shiny happy people. Warmth. Being 12/13. Jackpot. Even more Fifa. Cream. Stoned. Laptop in freezer. Sleep. Cold. CP. Lunch as an adult not as a child. Autowalla from Malda. Lecture. Philosophy.Homeless. Tension. Hysteria. Thousand phonecalls. Asylum. Hand held out. New friend. Mistaken ages. Pharyngitis.Blowing nose. 3 and half books in 2 days. All American breakfast. Stuffed to the gills. The face that makes me smile always. Acquaintances made-friendships forged. Business done. Wanderings among multitude of faces and colours. Fruit beer. Bees. Funny video material. Hands full. Tickles and laughter. Beautiful home. Yet more Fifa. Torn packages. Sneezes. Revenge. Endless hours of talking with someone just met but with a sense of familiarity. Promises of future visits. Incessant jabbering and antics. Nearly mowing down a man. Saying see ya later as opposed to bye.Wake up Sid.Chinese.Whisky.Pork underbelly. Prawns.Last night.Final adda session.Packing.Delayed train.

Looking out of the window, watching the train pull out of the station. Something stirred inside me. It's a familiar feeling but would have never thought it would come at the end of this trip. I didn't hate it. I think I'll kinda miss it too.

Dilli.....


Thanks to those who made this trip so very special. You know who you are. And if you don't, then you suck.