Capítulo 3: part 3
He opened the door to take the coffee.
"Sorry" Paul said to the guy. That guy seemed weird, he had a shirl voice, dark complexion with subtle beard. It looked like, he haven't took bath from weeks. He was angry on Paul, Paul noticed the guy expressions on face which were clearly saying to Paul that
" I want to throw this hot shit on your face" but he left without saying anything.
Paul sat on a chair next to the window, the moon was glimmering between the clouds and it can be seen clearly from the window with its curtains, wide open. He drank his coffee, checked his e-mails passes the night.
The next morning was rainy, the dripping sounds of water with the sounds of horns can be heard. Paul was enjoying India. Suddenly somebody knocked on door. Paul opened the door. The same guy was standing in front of him along with Paul's breakfast.
"This is the special breakfast of India, So I didn't wait for your order." Said the weird guy.
"Oh Thank you!"
The weird guy said again "and here are your keys, of the car you booked yesterday."
Paul got a new wave of excitement. He took the breakfast and keys.
"Thank you, thanks a lot." Said Paul.
He finished off, packed up his luggage and set in car.
The rain was dripping, it was a pleasant morning but a long way to go. The road from Delhi to Simla consists of so many terrains; the beauty and charm is everything paul had always heard about.
He started his drive. After an hour, he was on highway. The highway had lush green crop fields dancing in cold breeze. The rain had stopped but the clouds had covered the blue sky well. It was a very long road, straight and green.
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