Dilli Meri Jaan
I close my eyes to think of her… It’s been a while and life has been moving on, though sometimes I do miss her terribly. We’ve had a love hate relationship, she and I. I slammed some doors and turned my back on her for good. But I missed her all the while. She was waiting, like always and even though I liked to believe that I had an upper hand, that my life was moving on, I knew… I was incomplete without her. She was always like the girlfriend who was too clingy. But of late, she has become something of a mistress, to whom I have to keep returning to, to gratify myself. It’s been a long time…
And today when I see her, in the wake of the morning, eyes half open, still drowsy from the violence of last night, my heart goes out to her. Slowly she wakes up, a thousand lights burning bright in her eyes, slowly dimming to welcome the morning, her perfumed expanse lying wet from the rains… O fall in love some more. Yes, she is uncouth, loud and crazy… but she is mine… Always has been, everytime I have decided to run back to her. She has welcomed me with arms wide open, everytime I have decided to lay my head in her lap…
It’s true, you can take a man out of Delhi, you can never take Delhi out of a man… God I miss her!
Isaiah says:
Good one Neha…Delhi has always had this effect on me too. Since Delhi has been a part of me…I have not been able to take her out of me, even for short times that I have been away from her.
This is something which I would have wanted to write had I been away from her.
August 15th, 2006 at 01:58 am
madhavi says:
nice…:)
yes there is something abt that misty winter morning at the rajpath…or evn the spicy-spicy daal motth at cp…
never liked the ppl or the atmosphere thr…but something abt the place feels home..
you’ve touched a chord somewhere…
thanks….
August 15th, 2006 at 11:33 am
Neha says:
thanks Ishan, Madhavi… no place like it…
August 15th, 2006 at 12:13 pm
Kartik says:
So true, i hate so many things about delhi but take me out of dlhi and i’l forget all of that and long to come back. Unlike any other cities which have very defined personalities, delhi seems distant and uncaring but thats what i love so much.
Like madhavi said, delhi winters are truly something else.
August 17th, 2006 at 09:28 pm
Shweta says:
Home is where my heart is…. or vice versa.
September 21st, 2006 at 12:34 am