Love You Delhi!

It's a month now and I abstained myself from writing any blog since the
day I left Delhi as I wanted to write about my Delhi experience first
and then come up with anything else. Bt somehow I couldn't stop myself
from writing some weird stuffs in between.

But now I am going to talk about Delhi. A place that has been a
spectator as well as a contributor to five most fruitful years of my
life. The first day that I landed Delhi, I had decided that I would not
like the city. Somehow, I never was in awe of the city, somehow. Though
I belonged to a small town and was light years away from the fast moving
dazzling life style of Delhi, I still found it nothing more than a
plastic doll. But the city didn't give it up on me. My first two years
in the city were in BIMTECH, where I completed my professional course in
Business Management. The next three were even more crucial ones. The one
in which I made a professional career and more importantly made friends
whom I can count for the rest of my life. The city despite all its
lacunae never complained of the indifference towards it. I wrote poems
on Lucknow, I wrote stories on Jaipur, I posted pictures of Orissa and
even went ga-ga over Mumbai and Chandigarh. But never did I say a word
about Delhi. Not because I didn't want to, but now in retrospect, I
think I took her for granted.

The winters were harsh and summers were relentless. But the city was
always warm towards me. She gave me memories which would bring a smile
on my face, a few that would roll down the cheek in the form of tears.
But memories all the same. She gave me a half baked love story, people I
can call friends and taught me lessons which make life worth living.

When night was dark, she let the moon shine a little brighter. The days
when it was warm, she let the breeze blow stronger. I let the rain drench
me, she never failed to give me shelter. I never spoke to her, she
remained silent. I shouted at her, she never replied back. I remained
aloof, she made me feel at home. Now I don't have her, but I love her.
She won't be able to know it, and still she will keep loving me as
before: Love you Delhi.