So,I had could leave my workplace early owing to some sleepy bosses,I got hungry.

I skipped breakfast and I thought,hey why not visit the Korean Cultural Centre at Lajpat Nagar in Delhi(that's India's capital,mind it).

Yes,why not?Because I was hungry, I took an auto.

Needless to say,he dropped me somewhere nearly half a kilometre away from the designated place. I huffed and puffed in anger,so I switched on my GPS and it pointed out  "walk north",so I did.

Of course I found that I was happily walking in the opposite direction. Before I could commence the World War III, a kind passerby dropped me off(maybe she could feel the intensity of death glare that I was directing around) and she dropped me off near the hallowed building.

manners,I rushed inside the cafe and completely disregarding the new arrangement of tables(because of the Korean New Year?) I asked for a bowl of steaming Dakgaejang and a plate of kimbap. Yes I stuffed myself fully.

Here's a pic of it,I took it out of Google because I was too famished to actually snap it.

It's like a spicy concoction of vegetables and shredded chicken or meat and whole garlic cloves. It was awesome,really awesome. 

Yes,I'm pretty bipolar. Judging from the spectrum of expression in this blog,but hell yeah. I was so happy!Oh oh,they also gave a huge slice of orange(which I ignored) and a few slices of fried egg I guess? ,dunno,but there was kimchi to soothe my battered senses.

Yes,I guess that's ...all......bye.