This one was my second flight for the day - the first had flown off sans me. This was also my second destination of the day - earlier Lucknow, and now Delhi. I still had Lucknow as my ultimate destination, though; only that a devious conception was involved: get to Delhi, then catch the first train that leaves for Lucknow. I came upon this plan while heavy-hearted over my troubling findings when wandering through the spaces at the Airport, that since Holi is around, tickets are scarce, rare, and darn costly.
So I flew the first flight which could prove decisive, so I rode the last of the day's run of the new Delhi Metro that connects airport to station, so I found out that the Jat agitation had cancelled all trains to Lucknow's route, so I took a detour in another train, so I sat on the train floor for 8 hours with my wounds and luggage, so I took another train without ticket, so I escaped being arrested for traveling without ticket, so I took a rickshaw, so I took a bus, so I took an autorickshaw. Then home. It was tits!
The journey being Mumbai - Delhi - Kanpur - Unnao - Lucknow. Now I'm in the land of spring, unlike Mumbai where I'm still searching for the break of the season on nature's face. The legendary blue helicopter flowers are at their bloom and nobody more than me could enjoy their regalia and nostalgia. I could get some sleep as well. And great heaps of food. Jump at the rooftop.
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