Delhi: The First love

A poet once said “ Kaun jae Zauq, par dilli ki galiyan chodkar” , I never tried to search for its real meaning although I figured out my version for this phrase “Once you have lived in Delhi you will never be able to leave this place even if you do, it always stays with you”.

I have travelled almost one third of India in last few years and there was one common view which people had nobody likes Delhi specially those who have never been to Delhi or NCR, few were those also who used to live in capital once and now moved out they also have lot of complaints and comparison.

I never tried to argue with their thought about it, It was their perception, maybe they haven’t seen what I have felt. Or maybe the media and social network has succeeded in their act of defaming our beautiful city.

I Love Delhi, I was not born here , I don’t live their anymore , I don’t have list of reasons to justify my love for it , I just do it and miss it terribly. And howsoever I travel , relocate to best cities, meet new people I still can’t get that love out of my heart.

When I try to contemplate the reasons for it I remember the first time I fell in love and how it happened.

It happened just like that and nothing else in whole world matters at that time, we never judge the person with whom we fall in love and just follow our heart everything looks so contended even if it is hollow to outside world. Looks , future, job, family nothing comes in mind the only feelings that engulfs us  is our love , and that feeling stays with us forever howsoever more love we get in life but it always keep that special place within us.

That’s how loving Delhi is, we don’t judge it by its traffic, politics, weather, people or markets you fall in love with its soul after which nothing else matters.