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S Scientists - Chapter 8

 At the Capital - Chapter 8


It took more than one week for the team to reach their destination, as the pilot stopped the plane for many reasons. He stopped his plane to sleep, to eat, to rest etc. Saketh vowed that he must never enter this plane ever again. 


By the last day of December 2021, the plane at last announced, "Landing at Dehli. Passengers who booked for this destination, please keep your suitcases ready." Saketh and the team felt releaved, especially Shripradhaa, as she was very bored. She couldn't view her favourite TV series, Diana and Roma on the plane. The plane landed, and the team got out.


Luckily, they were wearing woolen clothes so they didn't feel the cold climate. Saketh then browsed, "the best resort at Delhi" and found the result. It was Taj Palace. So Saketh requested his taxi driver to go to Taj Palace. The taxi sped through Delhi's roads, and after an hour, reached Taj Palace. Saketh and his team entered the resort and booked their room. A man with a white beard and a blue hat lead them to their room. The team felt comfortable inside their room.


They all arranged their items neatly in the room and relaxed for a while. Then, the night was in and they fell asleep.

Comments

  1. T.SrinivasanDecember 31, 2021 at 1:50 PM

    Hi shriyandhaa it is interesting to read your story. Keep going.
    From Pushpa
    A very Happy New year 2022

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  2. Shanthi BalajiDecember 31, 2021 at 3:11 PM

    Very interesting di.. Looks like the S team is going to meet rhe PM on new year.. I hope they wish happy new year to the PM..

    Anyway..

    Wishing you a very happy new year 2022..

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