(Article on recent Delhi Trip)
A trip to Delhi is full of nostalgia.
Dripping like the woolen sweater taken out of a bucketful of water.
My school to college days
My childhood to teen
Adventures in my youth
The games we played
The streets we stayed
The land of gold gappas
Aloo Tikki, Bhalle Papadi,
Shahi Paneer, Chole Bhature
Rasmalai, Rabadi Faluda
And much much more
Most importantly it's my home.
My mom, dad, Bro and Sisters reside in different parts of Delhi.
Summer scorching heat, dust storms or rising pollution
could not deter me in this life
Fond memories just keep popping out like the condensation which collects around a chilled coke.
I am forty plus
But still feel like a child
When I come home
Mom would have a sumptuous meal ready and not a word about me being overweight :-)
Papa with his warm handshake
And his immense inner strength
Makes home home.
Sisters so amazing
you can give your life for
Bro in laws so welcoming
Every home is mine!
Shared moments, recipes, happiness secrets, inspirational nuggets.
Conversation over tea, coffee, meal, card game, metro ride or a drive is etched for eternity in the mind's treasure chest
What more can one ask?
Visiting Elder Bro
and listening to his stories
revitalises my leaves, my roots
and seems to connects me to mother earth. This time I also visited a quaint tea shop with him and grabbed some gourmet tea leaf cartons.
Cracking jokes with nephews and nieces leaves me in splits. Infact this trip I have laughed so much, that to an external observer, I must have come across as clearly insane.
Catching up with old friends
is a trip down memory lane
Divergent paths have led us all over the globe but everytime we meet we are able to start from where we left last time.
Delhi is immersed in history
Every walk you take may have been done by some emperor, a princess, a commander or a freedom fighter.
But frankly all that is secondary, like millions before me who have walked these dusty streets and millions with me, Dilli hamari hai aur hum dilli ke
(Written by Jibrael Jos)
(Article on recent Delhi Trip)
A trip to Delhi is full of nostalgia.
Dripping like the woolen sweater taken out of a bucketful of water.
My school to college days
My childhood to teen
Adventures in my youth
The games we played
The streets we stayed
The land of gold gappas
Aloo Tikki, Bhalle Papadi,
Shahi Paneer, Chole Bhature
Rasmalai, Rabadi Faluda
And much much more
Most importantly it's my home.
My mom, dad, Bro and Sisters reside in different parts of Delhi.
Summer scorching heat, dust storms or rising pollution
could not deter me in this life
Fond memories just keep popping out like the condensation which collects around a chilled coke.
I am forty plus
But still feel like a child
When I come home
Mom would have a sumptuous meal ready and not a word about me being overweight :-)
Papa with his warm handshake
And his immense inner strength
Makes home home.
Sisters so amazing
you can give your life for
Bro in laws so welcoming
Every home is mine!
Shared moments, recipes, happiness secrets, inspirational nuggets.
Conversation over tea, coffee, meal, card game, metro ride or a drive is etched for eternity in the mind's treasure chest
What more can one ask?
Visiting Elder Bro
and listening to his stories
revitalises my leaves, my roots
and seems to connects me to mother earth. This time I also visited a quaint tea shop with him and grabbed some gourmet tea leaf cartons.
Cracking jokes with nephews and nieces leaves me in splits. Infact this trip I have laughed so much, that to an external observer, I must have come across as clearly insane.
Catching up with old friends
is a trip down memory lane
Divergent paths have led us all over the globe but everytime we meet we are able to start from where we left last time.
Delhi is immersed in history
Every walk you take may have been done by some emperor, a princess, a commander or a freedom fighter.
But frankly all that is secondary, like millions before me who have walked these dusty streets and millions with me, Dilli hamari hai aur hum dilli ke
(Written by Jibrael Jos)
(Article on recent Delhi Trip)
