We sometimes forget how beautiful some things and places are, till we see them again in times of utter silence and peace.
Since moving to Gurgaon, I'm forced to compare the two cities again and again and sadly there's not much difference between the two. The same rude, impatient and flashy people are there in both the cities. Why shouldn't they? After all, Gurgaon is teeming with the Delhi junta, either those who commute here everyday for their jobs in the sky-high fancy buildings or the others, like me, who chose not to travel in the crazy traffic everyday and have instead moved to the NCR.
Frankly, I don't miss Delhi. Not much anyways. I'm probably one of those very few Delhiites, who's not that proud of being one. Mostly because of the kind of people we are, the qualities I have listed earlier. But no, this blog isn't my frustration about the kind of people we have in either of these cities. That is for some other time.
Today, It's about the other side of Delhi. The beautiful one. One which we often miss in the dusty, pot-holed, traffic laden streets of the city during the day time. This side of Delhi is can only be discovered when most of the busy junta have returned to their homes, and are soundly watching their Just Dance or Bigg Boss or some such stuff. They wouldn't give two hoots about what's happening outside their homes.
When some crazy, moneyed, pistol-flaunting Bolero owner isn't running around the streets killing innocent toll-boothwallahs, one must roam around the city at night and be engulfed in its beauty. The wide roads, the cool breeze and dark night are so welcoming that it actually makes you fall in love again with the city.
Today was one of those nights, when despite of seeing cars here, there, everywhere even at 12am, I still could enjoy my ride. It was AMAZING! The wide, traffic free roads were a welcome change to the choc-a-block traffic that's a common sight at any time of the day.
The people were speeding even then, making zig-zags and flaunting what great cars and driving skills they owned, but for a change I couldn't bother less. I just wanted to enjoy my drive. I would've stayed home while D picked up E from the airport, but there was no way I could miss this opportunity to drive at night. I wasn't disappointed and when I saw the glowing moon in the sky while waiting at one of the red lights, I just smiled to myself. I was so much at peace with myself, with the peace around me, no crazy rush to reach anywhere.
So yes, Delhi is beautiful. It's got a certain charm about it which most Delhiites and outsiders love. But then again, why must one wait for the night to fall in order to be able to enjoy the beauty of this place?
Since moving to Gurgaon, I'm forced to compare the two cities again and again and sadly there's not much difference between the two. The same rude, impatient and flashy people are there in both the cities. Why shouldn't they? After all, Gurgaon is teeming with the Delhi junta, either those who commute here everyday for their jobs in the sky-high fancy buildings or the others, like me, who chose not to travel in the crazy traffic everyday and have instead moved to the NCR.
Frankly, I don't miss Delhi. Not much anyways. I'm probably one of those very few Delhiites, who's not that proud of being one. Mostly because of the kind of people we are, the qualities I have listed earlier. But no, this blog isn't my frustration about the kind of people we have in either of these cities. That is for some other time.
Today, It's about the other side of Delhi. The beautiful one. One which we often miss in the dusty, pot-holed, traffic laden streets of the city during the day time. This side of Delhi is can only be discovered when most of the busy junta have returned to their homes, and are soundly watching their Just Dance or Bigg Boss or some such stuff. They wouldn't give two hoots about what's happening outside their homes.
When some crazy, moneyed, pistol-flaunting Bolero owner isn't running around the streets killing innocent toll-boothwallahs, one must roam around the city at night and be engulfed in its beauty. The wide roads, the cool breeze and dark night are so welcoming that it actually makes you fall in love again with the city.
Today was one of those nights, when despite of seeing cars here, there, everywhere even at 12am, I still could enjoy my ride. It was AMAZING! The wide, traffic free roads were a welcome change to the choc-a-block traffic that's a common sight at any time of the day.
The people were speeding even then, making zig-zags and flaunting what great cars and driving skills they owned, but for a change I couldn't bother less. I just wanted to enjoy my drive. I would've stayed home while D picked up E from the airport, but there was no way I could miss this opportunity to drive at night. I wasn't disappointed and when I saw the glowing moon in the sky while waiting at one of the red lights, I just smiled to myself. I was so much at peace with myself, with the peace around me, no crazy rush to reach anywhere.
So yes, Delhi is beautiful. It's got a certain charm about it which most Delhiites and outsiders love. But then again, why must one wait for the night to fall in order to be able to enjoy the beauty of this place?
Awesome post :)
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ReplyDeletedespite we delhiwalllas are moving to gurgaon but still i can see the difference dere , may be its nostalgic to say delhi keeps one in comfort zone where as gurgaon's deserted parts n high end dramas are bothering somehow .
ReplyDeleteu wrote a nice 1 :)
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Thanks guys :)
ReplyDelete@Geetika.. May be u're right.. :) but I don't think even Delhi lets one remain in the comfort zones for long...
Superp... I am a fan now !!!
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