Arrival Pt-3

I was Halfway through my journey when my phone suddenly rang,one look at the screen was enough to lighten my mood.It was richa,one of my better friends.It was strange how I and she had struck up a friendship.We had studied together for 4 years,both our fathers took transfer to the same city and we always kept in touch.Our relation had traveled all the way from crest of friendship to the trough of hatred and now rested on the stable platform of kinship.She was the closest thing to a sister I had outside my blood relations.I picked up the phone and The first question she fired was "kaha pahunche?".Typical richa no hi bye i smirked before replying "agra Still 6 hours journey left." "kya kar rahe ho?" was the next question."Kuch nahi bore ho raha hoon" i replied."chal jyada nahi pakaungi meri uptu ki counselling aane wali hai yahi batana tha" she quipped."badhiya hai Jab koi college tujhe lene ko taiyaar ho jaye to bata dena" I teased."haan haan uda lo majak baad main bataungi chal ab rakh rahi hoon bye bro" she was being her usual short but sweet self."bye sissy" i said before hanging up her call.Still not sure about how to pass time I compiled Eminem's finest in a playlist and Started to listen to them while gazing into the horizon.The sky was beautiful blue and the road traffic was really sparse due to the summer heat,and with the beats of'sing for the moment' pumping from my headphone I finally fell asleep.

I was woken up 7 hours later when we had reached the city of kota.According to dad I had missed lot of beautiful sights along the way but I was never a nature freak so it didn't bother me much to be honest.At first I was taken aback when I had first glimpse of the city because It was nothing like I had imagined.In my imagination kota was just a place with lots of sand where people wore traditional rajasthani clothes and the primary mode of transport was a camel.Heck call my imagination wild but I had imagined I would have to take a shit out in some field Like people used to do in the past.So all in all when I saw roads cars and multi storey buildings it was as if god almighty himself had come to my rescue(not that I believed in him at that time).Now to be honest human kind has only three basic needs-Roti Kapda Makan.Roti we had(plenty,thanks for that mumma)kapda we were wearing all that was left was a makan to live in.Now I had a option to live in a p.g. which would give a calm atmosphere or a hostel where I would get a competitive atmosphere.To be honest I did not give a damn for any of both as All i needed was a place to rest my lazy ass in but acc. to dad it was VERY important."Have any of your other friends come to this place?"Dad asked."Ya sauvik and saurabh are here already?"I said."call anyone of them and ask their address"dad said.I sifted through the numbers and called sauvik,he was delighted to hear that I had arrived and quickly gave me his address.He was living in a P.G. in indira vihar.We decided to pay him a visit straight away