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Disclaimer: All view's expressed about Delhi are purely personal. No intentions to hurt anyone's love for this land.
So, it’s obvious this post is about Delhi(not Dilli) and me … When I
was first coming to Delhi, I was super excited, coming to the country’s
capital, the land of paratha’s and chole bhatura’s, the land that belongs to
none and still has everyone, the land where Indian Polity comes for its climax.
But after spending about 900 days here, I regret to inform that this place is
nothing like I had hoped for it to be. I feel it has lost its old world charm (You
must be like Huh! What does she know, I lived here about 20 years ago) and has
become a place that belongs to NOONE. The place has become truly and utterly
chaotic… it starts from the weather to the traffic, from homes to basic safety
needs, from your neighbors to the random road rage. It’s plain crazy!!
Delhi is so cruel in terms of weather – “garmi aisi ki kaha
nahi jaye and sardi aisi ki saha nahi jaye” and in between you have the great
monsoon that Delhites are least prepared for. For me personally you have only
two months in Delhi – summer and winter. From April to October you have
summers, and please bear in mind that this is all kinds of summers, from the
dry raw heat to the sweaty, sticky humid heat. Okay, just to be fair I need to
mention that Delhi does have a monsoon too, but unlike most places where the
monsoon brings down the temperature, in Delhi what is does is it modifies the
dry raw head to a sweaty, sticky and humid heat. And since Delhi is not
supposed to receive much rain, you can just imagine the mayhem on Delhi roads
post a tiny drizzle. From October starts winter… for the first two months you
will be like, “This is Okay… I can enjoy this weather.” Enter December!! Your
hands and legs freeze up like ice in the arctic. The amount of time it takes
you to get dressed (with all the winter wear) is crazy!! It’s like getting
ready to go on WAR! (The good thing about this is that it allows you to forget
about your figure – everyone looks about the same considering the amount of
clothing we wear).
I guess Delhi is currently so very representative of my life
after MBA – it’s utterly and truly chaotic. Not sure if it’s my inability/incompetence
or how life just is… but managing a home and working is turning out to be one
mammoth task for me. It feels like I just do not have any time for myself. Life
has become one big circle, starting point home, ending point home and in
between there’s WORK. My friends keep telling me that I will get the hang of it
– eventually… but it seems like a distant dream.
Bringing my focus back to Delhi, I guess the chaos is not
limited to this place. All the big cities have their share of chaos, each their
own flavor, but yes chaos none the less. Now when I travel to smaller towns, I
can visibly see the difference in the pace of life. It’s a much more relaxed
life… I wonder if some day we would be facing the phenomenon of reverse urbanization
– People leaving chaotic cities to live in the calming countryside. Now that
would be some sight – wouldn’t it?
PS: -Check out the number of times I’ve used the word crazzzyyyy
– goes on to show my state of mind.
