Chandni Chowk ....... Done
Neemrana Fort ......... Done

Too much work, busy weekends, sleepless nights, no partying, no doing-crazy-stuff, 18hours in front of a machine (which, by the way, is way more intelligent than me). I knew I had a crisis in hand. Some correction was required and it was required a.s.a.p.

I started off with a movie binge a couple of weekends ago (the post is somewhere down there. With no one posting, this blog looks like my personal blog :P).

Movies are fun but they are not fun enough. Point realized and it was time for some traveling.

First up, a trip to Chandni Chowk.

Exactly an year ago, I did this. And, I was doing this once again. Nothing changes in Old Delhi. The awesome choice of paranthas (aalo, gobhi, karela, bhindi, kela, papad but the one that deserves special mention is the mewa parantha–beat that if you can!), the walk in the busy lanes, the metro ride, the kulfi at Giani's. And to top it up, a trip to India Gate. Why'O'Why didn't I find this joy before?

One down, the next was a trip to Neemrana Fort.

Now, this was something that was in pipeline for a way too long time. But a 200km trip on a bike was something that I was scared of. So, after much deliberation and procrastination, my friend and I decided that enough was enough and we'll take our chances.

The start wasn't that good.

Just an hour before the decided time of departure, one of us was still dozing off. The situation looked dicey but we somehow managed it. So the ride that was supposed to start at 8:45 started at 11 :)

After passing the long barrage of trucks on NH8, we finally reached wide open spaces. Taking turns on the bike, we 'cruised' throughout the journey and safely reached the destination in 2.5 hours. Exploring around the fort, eating a highly-overpriced lunch, talking about what must have been those times like and deciding whether the 'thing' floating in the pond is a dead fish or a log of wood took us another 3 hours before we decided to head back.

While coming back, we were thinking about the great ride that we had but something surely was missing. So, there we went into a ditch (of course, with our bike). We did suffer some injuries but the laughing-at-the-time-of-tragedies took it all away (though, we realized after reaching home that we had injured ourselves a bit seriously and the bike still needs some thorough inspection).

But, as they say, even the fall has its own story and we might have a lot more falls tomorrow.
But, what the hell.
It was a heck of a ride! And that's all what matters.