Before I left for Delhi my friends had warned me that Delhi is going to be too hot & advised me not to go. Though I knew they were speaking the truth I told them that the heat cannot bother or affect me, coz I am too cool. The day we reached delhi the heat was killing but we left for the hills two days later.The journey to Kathgodam by Ranikhet Express was the most memorable one. We had reservations, but it seemed that travelling in the train did not need any reservations. The train was more of a circus than an train. There were people who offered to exchange seats with them, but we soon realised that but those people had no reservations. We met 4 cool characters who had their own problems.
The first dude was from Kota in Rajasthan & his problem was that his nephew did not smile. The second guy was a stud from From Delhi & he had conflicting emotions whether to sleep or to watch the drama which was unfolding in the train. The third guy was from nowhere & he had one of the weirdest problems. According to him a policeman in uniform was was with a woman who was not his wife & so he took up the fight with the policeman. Both of them were calling their own contacts & arguing with each other, when the fourth dude entered. He was also a policeman & a stranger to the party. His name was M.K.Yadav & he was very cool in handling the situation. By now the story can be imagined by anyone, the four deadly characters, with Moradabad as the junction of all this turmoil only made the trip more exciting.
The next morning we reached our destination & we were really happy with the weather. We had a trek up the mountain which seemed to be never ending, but when we reached the top we found the trek was worth the effort. The place was called Jilling & the vacation was one of the most enjoyable ones we had. We had a cottage around which there were dense forests which had leopards, mysterious langoors who seemed to change their shapes, sizes 7 colours. We really enjoyed ourselves in the day, ‘though the nights were a bit scary. We walked high up to the ridge about 7,200 ft & saw many rare birds like the Lammergier, Black Eagle & the Himalayan Griffon. The rest of the time went in playing cricket, while playing we discovered a new talent whose name was Daya. We named him Jogi, because he bowled like Joginder Sharma of T20 fame, & also he liked his new name. He accompanied us on all our trips. He enjoyed our company & we enjoyed his.
When our holiday in Jilling was over we went to Saatal, spent our day bir watching. The owner of the place seemed to have like us so much that he did not charge us any thing for the lunch for all of us & the time we spent in his hotel.
We left in the evening for the station in Kathgodam & reached Delhi early in the morning. When we reached we realised the weather was not at all hot & the temperature had fallen by 9 degrees, there had been a hail storm that morning. We had loved the weather in the hills But we hardly knew that it too loved us & was following us to Delhi.
The day we arrived in delhi was also my Birthday
& so we celebrated it by having pizzas & Black Forest cake. Life in Delhi was very chilled out as I went to sleep only early in the morning & just managed to wake up at the time of lunch. Everything was cool until the day of my result was announced. I was afraid & my hands were trembling when I was pressing the keys of the key board to find out my result. But when I saw my marks I was really delighted & was in a mood to celebrate. We went to a restaurant named Angels in the Kitchen for dinner.The next few days we spent roaming around Delhi. We went to Gurgaon, then Dilli Haat, in the night, I really liked the atmosphere there. One day we went to Old Delhi. We travelled by the Delhi Metro, which I found as good as the trains abroad. We visited Jama masjid & also enjoyed the cycle rickshaw ride
from Chawri bazaar to Chandini Chowk. We ate in Parathewale galli & enjoyed the deep fried parathas 
while cursing them, the paratha were horribly good. In the night we watched the Sound & Light show at the Red Fort which reminded us of the times of the mughals & brought us to the life of what ever was written in our text books. One day, i went to Akshardham, I enjoyed the exhibition & the carvings there, but the best part was the food over there.We were all getting ready to leave for Bombay when we heard from the news that the protesting Gujjars had dug up tracks in Rajasthan & our trains were cancelled. Then we had to try & book our flight tickets, while booking our tickets we went through Yatra.com, but apparently the flight which we booked was full & Yatra.com tried to console us with their excellent slogan which said Its annoying but it happens. The slogan annoyed us further, but we kept our cool & soon booked tickets for the earliest possible date. So that was the end of a very memorable holiday. I thanked my uncle & aunt & also congratulated them for bearing with me………..
This one is for you Roms.......... enjoy !!
And also in the night sitting near the fire place, hearing the metronomic calls of the Night Jar & while in bed all the scary ghost stories which Axe & Roms kept telling us !! 
