Haggling with the rickshaw wallah for a few seconds, we paved the
way to the Delhi ridge. But before we could march ahead the aroma of the kulchas tingled our nostrils and the very
next moment, we had them packed for the ‘picnic’. But we hadn’t walked even
three steps when we realized that the monkeys have an eye on us and our hotly
packed bread. Seeking refuge in my satchel, the food was safe. We ascended the
steep track. All we could see were trees, monkeys, more trees, squirrels, even
more trees and birds…love birds, perched here and there, everywhere!
When we found a vacant bench after
an innocuous search of five minutes, I promised to treat myself with the three
oranges I had in my bag, then and there. The moment we rested on the bench, a
squirrel began frolicking around us. I thought that the pickle in the chholey will satisfy her but she mistook
us to be too generous that she called her friends too for the lunch. And lo and
behold! The squirrel hopped on the bench when we had had not many morsels of
the bread. We got up hurriedly, clutching all our paraphernalia and whisked
from the place only to encounter a monkey gawking at us. My first instinct was
offering him my food, which I did. So, did my friend. But two kulcha rolls (which we had managed to
make in the meantime) didn’t seem to appease him. At the back, we could hear
guys making sundry remarks. Fully equipped with his sharp canines and harmful
intent, he was in an attacking stance. God bless those boys who scared the
animal away with their loud cacophony otherwise I wouldn’t have been writing this
so amusingly.
The intuition was deep-rooted that
the monkey was still eyeing us and can attack us anytime with his entourage.
So, while retreating, we made sure to be tails of a random couple!
P.S.:
The ridge in DU’s North Campus is
Green
Beautiful
Lovers’ friendly
BUT
In the face of ADVERSITY,
you might have to sacrifice your kulcha!
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