Like I said, I have visited Qutab Minar twice so far. I hear JNU organises midnight walks to the monument - through the ridge in large groups that sometimes get rowdy and disturb the peace of the inhabitants of the forest... I haven't been a part of any of those yet, but my first expedition had taught me better than to walk all the way, especially not barefoot!!
This time I was with Ramya, and I went there on my bike. We had something important to discuss, and both of us agreed that it was too important to be discussed in 'public', so we left my house and decided to go to some place 'private', and what place better than Qutab Minar! What important matters were to be discussed escapes my mind - I think it had something to do with someone who liked someone else, but couldn't tell someone about it, or maybe a couple of people had similar issues... Anyway, we reached Qutab Minar, both sloshed to a great extent, and I introduced her to my 'nocturnal tower-friend' and we then got around to discussing the important matters. She was telling me about some girl, I was was telling her about another. Each of us didn't want to reveal the identities of our protagonists, and was trying to convince the other that it was a better idea for the other to reveal their story first. This went on for a while when I realised that the lady in question at the other end was messaging Ramya at that very moment.
There began a struggle, resulting in my acquiring Ramya's spectacles (somehow) and her cell phone. This obviously didn't happen voluntarily on her part... what I'm trying to say i that there was a struggle... at 2 AM... in front of Qutab Minar... between a drunk, pony-tailed guy, and a drunk girl. There were some Army Jawans on their way back to their quarters from somewhere. What stopped them from assaulting me and throwing me into the nearest available ditch or getting me arrested for 'attempted rape' is something I don't know - maybe it was the fact that both of us were laughing our guts out as we wrestled in front of Qutab Minar, before I got her phone and specks and ran a short distance. The jawans looked on for a while, a little perplexed, maybe even amused, and then walked into their quarters.
After this we talked for a while, exchanged belongings, rode to JNU to buy cigarettes for Avi, maybe had something to eat on the way, and then came back home, and I think somewhere amongst all this drama, I even spoke to the lady Ramya was talking about...
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