Exhausted from Old Dehli, I took the Metro to Connaught Place (the center). As mesmerized that I was by all the chaos in Old Dehli, I was equally impressed by the Metro, which easily can complete with any major European city in efficiency, organization and cleanliness. I felt as if I had been sent 100 years forward in time in five minutes. India is indeed a country of extremes.
In the middle of the city there is a big circle consisting of a park where people are hanging out to escape the frenzy. I sat down and was approached by three Indian guys that sat down to talk to me. We exchanged views on life, love, faith and culture. Cynic as I have become, I was waiting for them to either offering to be my tour guide or take me to their Uncle’s store around the corner. Instead they offer me to join them for chai at this small, scrubby teashop, highly popular with the locals. The tea was good (but sweet), I did not get hassled for money, but instead had a very interesting conversation with my new friends. I definitely learned a lesson.
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