CITY WATCH - NOT JUST ANOTHER BAZAAR
But we were
very thrilled and asked the driver to reverse and drive there again not because
we saw some beautiful girls especially from kotha no. 64 but because we are
seeing what we have just heard. Contrary to beautiful girls they were all ugly
tough fat tall monster like woman and infront of them we were looking like a
small kid who just saw a dinosaur in 3D. the driver said “bhaiya yeh sab bahut
behankar hoti hai yeh sirf gujjar logo se dabti h..aapko toh kuchal degi :p
inka rate 100rs se start hota hai”… we were actually shocked and asked the
driver to just drove us off from there and drop near Connaught palace. The
scene of sex workers sorry giant sex workers outside in the road in the
landlocked road full of markets the biggest markets of spare parts of
automobile and other accessories and also running of the biggest prostitution
in india and running ourselves at 3 am was actually refreshing, in terms of
mind refreshment from monotony :p
As I said
earlier in one of forgotten post that I am as lazy as panda and also I am not
at all a justified writer rather I induces people to follow and wait for my
next hearth throbbing post (GIGGLES) :D…
ahh that was my obsession but one thing is for sure “I will literally
seriously literallllllllllllllllllllllllllyyy donate my blog account to Arvind
kejriwal atleast he can keep u all posted (GIGGLES AGAIN :P :D )”…
Ohh With
arvind kejriwal..i would love to share an amazing experience on my recent visit
to Delhi…guys with arvind kejriwal don’t interpret that I met with a dropout or
this dropout who is current cm of Delhi is my friend and we had a hangout
session.. He just helped me to recall that I went to Delhi...: P
(BOASTFUL..HUH)… Too much now…I know patience is one thing that when my readers
will lose than surely It would be the last day of my life…
Anyways I
was talking about my experience on my recent visit or a short trip from
dehradun to Delhi with my best friends… well 3 years have passed by and not
even a single time it had happened that I hopped to any location via Delhi
without a memory and every time I visit this place tells something new and
different…but this time I loved the most.. We were 4 friends and among-st us
there was a girl who is resident of Delhi itself.
We started
our journey from dehradun to Delhi on 22nd April, 2016 boarded a deluxe bus at
night which was not at all comfortable and bus journey was sleepless roller
coaster ride but having a girl with us a definite arrangement for tasty food
made up for comfort :D. Even we boys had bun omelette too at midnight stop of
the bus :p … the bus reached Delhi at 2.30 am and the girl father received her
and we discussed our plans for the next day work. That left with 3 boys at Kashmiri
gate bus stand with no whereabouts. With full freedom and left with street
hawkers sleeping and still those auto drivers irritating with their schemes
(kahan jana h bhaiya airport , railway station bla bla). To one of us the egg
was too much and got his stomach upset :p and he relieved himself in bus stand
world class facility :D. Sleep was already gone but there was nice breeze
unexpected in Delhi. After his relief again we started walking and having tea
and biscuits outside the bus stand at 3 am. What to do till 6.30 am as then only
metro gate will open and then we will reach our destination. Now the turning
point…: D
We three
were having a boring discussion about the work we have in Delhi, plans for the
day etc. and suddenly a woman like man or man like woman, still confused,
wearing a dress of black top and tightest jeans and a shining pink jacket which
was so short and small that it looks familiar to brassiere and actually it was…
we never had an experience of seeing a girl or boy, sorry still confused,
roaming in a street full of thirsty dogs normally and frankly at that time the
thirst we saw was in her or him, confused as I said :p, and was trying to
attract many boys even some of the auto men and when she went past from our
sitting zone twice or thrice with that expression, can’t define that, we
actually don’t know what to do it was so awkward actually scary when she passes
close to us… and nearly after 10 minutes she vanished and suddenly one of our
friend said that “she must have gone to GB road” now this was the turning point
statement actually and three of us looked at each other faces and said together lets
go there…all shameless fellow…first of all let me clear your thought… the other
2 friends are deeply committed and I am not the one who want to experience this
there :P, NOT AT ALL :P, expression of love at first site at GB road ohh please
spare me, love to be a virgin whole life :p , so we just want to see and know
what exactly is GB road (garstin bastion road not gautam bhuddha road :D).
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What all we
know about GB road was that it is the biggest red light area, why it is called
red light well red signifies love but here it means danger emergency khatra
savdhani bla bla :D, how does it looks like, is it really the biggest brothel
in india and 2nd biggest in Asia, our excitement was no less than the customers
who want to release there stress and some even anger :D. Though our excitement
was just to see how the system works does. Bollywood movie scenes ran into our
mind one of our friend was the most reliable source of transport arrangement…he
was having coupons of uber taxi service of 85% off and GB road was not far from
there he booked cab.
We were
firm..took the cab and confidently asked the driver to take us to GB road the
driver smiled at us and we were very lucky to get the driver who was very
friendly when we asked about the reality of it. At starting he scared us that
it’s not safe to go as there are police, murders happening etc etc, but we
enjoyed overall discussion and to be safe just ask the driver to roam in the
market and show entire road we being inside the car and as it was around 3.30
am he told us that there may not be much which we want to see and normally all
the prostitutes are outside from 9 pm to 12, that’s the peak time ;), The building are mostly of 2 to 3 floors in
which ground floors are all shops and rooms are made in top floors and numbers like 49 64, the famous kotha no. 64
;), 69 :p were written in all the buildings. Driver said that there are around
150 brothels and more than 1000 of sex workers that come alive when all shops
are closed and it was started from Mughal time when there were around 5 6 red
light areas and when Britishers came they compiled all into one famous great
bastion road, looks like Karachi of Pakistan with yellow gaudy lights flashing
those billboard no., he also said that those sex workers attend atleast 8 to 10
clients a day and sometimes more and even some are not even paid especially by
police and many bureaucrats, hearing this and looking at those giant workers
only pity feeling aroused and the pain suffering with little known love. The
driver itself was in mood he was driving so slowly as if he himself would like
to enter in kothas :D and see some sex workers and luckily we saw the first
dressed normally with so much of makeovers red lipstick under the lamp post, we
4 of us gazing outside the window at her like the similar way hrithik roshan
saw jadu in koi mil gaya :p one of our friend was making a dumb stuck
expressions and the woman was double the size of all three of us she can handle
all 4 of us like an ant and as we looked at her she was blushing and calling
but thank god our cab was slow but on and as we approached at the end of the
market we saw many sex workers but all quiet giant to deal. There were boys who
were brokers who bring the customers and even police were there the typical one
against which any robber can rob the police station too.huh..
But we were
very thrilled and asked the driver to reverse and drive there again not because
we saw some beautiful girls especially from kotha no. 64 but because we are
seeing what we have just heard. Contrary to beautiful girls they were all ugly
tough fat tall monster like woman and infront of them we were looking like a
small kid who just saw a dinosaur in 3D. the driver said “bhaiya yeh sab bahut
behankar hoti hai yeh sirf gujjar logo se dabti h..aapko toh kuchal degi :p
inka rate 100rs se start hota hai”… we were actually shocked and asked the
driver to just drove us off from there and drop near Connaught palace. The
scene of sex workers sorry giant sex workers outside in the road in the
landlocked road full of markets the biggest markets of spare parts of
automobile and other accessories and also running of the biggest prostitution
in india and running ourselves at 3 am was actually refreshing, in terms of
mind refreshment from monotony :p
We were sure
if we opted to walk there then surely we would have cried infront of those
giant workers if anyone would have approached or force us. Thank god we were
inside the car :p but next when we came out of that place we decided to
experience again during peak time :p and plan is there and execution is not
far,.. :p :D
The picture is after our city watch of the highlighted bazaar infront of the national flag saluting "incredible india".


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ReplyDeletewowwwwwwww... enjyng the ethnicity f the city..haha... again nicely written... ur fan is disappntd..u came here and u didnt cld.. good great going sinha...
ReplyDeletewowwwwwwww... enjyng the ethnicity f the city..haha... again nicely written... ur fan is disappntd..u came here and u didnt cld.. good great going sinha...
ReplyDeletewell u dnt hv to comment twice :D... i came fr only a day and thought it wont be enough and thanks... surely will see u in few days ;)
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