Independence Day

Today is India's Independence Day, yesterday was Pakistan's.
Having the whole day unexpectedly free, I was a little at loss on what to do, which was compounded by the fact that nothing was open.
In the morning I headed to Counnaught to book a day trip to Agra. It was deserted, and the tour office closed. I resolved to spend the day doing nothing and remembered that John Grisham book sitting at the cafe from a few days ago. That could be a real vacation, a enjoyable waste of time.
At the GK1 N-block market, the bookstore/cafe was closed as well. Only one restaurant remained open on the entire block. I was hesitant, but eventually went inside. The doorway to the restaurant was small and very deceiving. On the ground floor was a small cafe, on the first floor two separate restaurants, one french one Italian, the third floor was Chinese and the fourth floor a massive Indian restaurant. I settle in a corner of the 4th floor and for a hour and a half had a very satisfying meal of cucumber salad, butter nann, fish curry, ice cream and tea.
After lunch I wandered around in search of a bookstore and found one in green park market attached to coffee day. There was no apparent order to the books as The Devil Wears Prada, The Fountainhead, East West and The Google Story sat next to each other. It is funny, but after browsing for a few minutes, I returned to these four and really debated between them. After reading the first pages of each, even Fountainhead whose first pages I had read many without ever getting past page 30, I finally chose the Google. It is a book that most likely would get me thinking about thesis again while still qualifying as enjoyable light reading.
With new book in hand, I settled into a corner couch at coffee day and the afternoon flew by.
On the walk home I saw a great pair of cows in the street, one napping with the other watching over it.