After meeting with my clients, I was free not having anything to do, so I called Sandip whether he could come to pick me up. First he did not pick up the phone then few minutes later he called back and said that he is not very far and coming in few minutes. The market was quite busy, it is a marble market , famous in Delhi, for tiles, stones and other stone related things. He came in sharp ten minutes and within few minutes we were driving to the outskirt of Delhi towards the rural area.
Sandip was my college friend, after finishing Graduation he started his own property business, however we do not meet very frequently and today was the first time when I was visiting his home. As we moved few kilometers, the landscape changed, instead of markets and big buildings there were some farms, and plots and factories on both side of the road, road is more greener and that lead to on a highway.
After driving few minutes we entered into a colony, which looks like a newly established colony, the place once used to be the land of farmers, who after selling their land have made big mansions like house. He stopped his SUV outside a big furnished marble house. There was a big Iron Gate outside the house. Once we entered into the house, I found that house was really something still in some post constructive phase. After entering from the big gate, there was large drawing room, a hall, and black marble stairs lead to upstairs. Sandip took me upstairs, where there were three large bed rooms and behind them the open roof.
We sat on the roof, sandip”s face was looking little exhausted by driving. He said that lunch is ready and we will talk after lunch.
One thin boy must be sixteen or seventeen years old came and served our lunch. Lunch was typical north Indian grand meal, which I was not used to at mid of the day. Two three vegetables, chapattis, rice, curd, and salad with two large glasses of Milk, to have hot milk along with the lunch is very odd kind of combinations. After finishing the lunch we stood leaning on a wall on the roof. Opposite side of house there was a concrete road, half finished and few laboures were working on it, a charcoal burner was heating on the one side of road. The whole environment looked like unfinished, or half finished, as the final picture will be different from what we are seeing right now.
We started gossiping about our other college friends, Sandeep in his heart was a nice and innocence men, we talked about our work, friends and so many things. Few minutes later suddenly what I saw amazed me. I could not understand what is this all about. I looked toward Sandip, and there was a mysterious smile on his face. I saw an old zen Maruti gar, one young boy was driving it and another young boy who has a large stick runnig in front of it on the under construction road.
The car was slow, very slow, and both the boy were looks as they were searching for something. Then the boy on the driver seat stopped the car, came out and both they ran into a house nearby. Now I could see them roaming on the roof with the stick, impatiently and one of them was waiving the stick on some hanging clothes.
Few minutes later they came downstairs again, sat in the car, and drove toward us.
